The second floor of the Lin family.

Lin Xiao held the phone and said, "Hey, Xiaoxiao, are you busy? Haha, nothing is wrong, it's just that recently... Leilei is in a bad mood. If you have time, come to the house and chat with her. Well, she's at home."

...

Sichuan Mansion.

After the meeting, Gu Yan walked with Qin Yu in the Autonomous Council compound and started a soft conversation.

"How is it? Are you in a better mood?" Gu Yan asked.

"After the meeting, I'm going to go to District 8." Qin Yu said softly: "I have to take her back."

"Yes, a real warrior, you have to face what you should face. It's useless to avoid it, brother." Gu Yan teased: "And no matter what, the wife you choose is loved by me. What about me? I don't even know what the wife looks like."

"?" Qin Yu was stunned for a moment: "What does this mean?"

"I might be getting married soon, too." Gu Yan took out the cigarette box and reached out to hand it to Qin Yu.

"The doctor told me to smoke a little less."

"Pick one more will not affect your life until next year." Gu Yan "advices with kind words": "Come on, let's do it."

"…!" Qin Yu lit the cigarette very much: "Who are you married to? From that club?"

"Damn it, if I really want to choose myself, she is a club, and I will accept it." Gu Yan took a sip of cigarettes and said with a rare feeling of loneliness: "Oh, it's a political family, the girl who is currently the president of the district council in the eighth District. Her father will be one of the new leaders of the party and government in the future, and he will basically be my father-in-law."

"…!" Qin Yu was speechless.

"This woman has been studying outside. I heard that she is a doctoral supervisor and a cultural person." Gu Yan said with a smile: "I am 32 years old this year. It is said that she likes theology! Damn, theology, brother! I know Jesus, but Jesus doesn't know me either. What do you think I will talk to her in the future? Is it Shakyamuni or the Zheyi Tianshi?"

Qin Yu looked at him: "There is no way, you are the prince."

"Yes, I'm lucky than many people." Gu Yan replied freely: "Life cannot be perfect, I recognize it. Alas, it's just a pity that Ms. Pu Ya, the blind girl of Pu. I can feel that she likes me very much..."

After hearing this, Qin Yu looked at Gu Yan seriously: "Thank you, brother."

"Forget it, I won't mention these bad things." Gu Yan waved his hand and said directly: "These few days, I'll say hello to the headquarters and invite some capital from District 8 to study and study the loan for you."

"Okay." Qin Yu nodded.

"The military power of the Sichuan Mansion must be raised." Gu Yan whispered: "The Gu Group must be on guard against the fifth zone, and on the other hand, and when the war begins in Jiujiang, the Chen Group's main energy will be focused on the struggle within the district... If the Sichuan Mansion cannot get up, it will involve a lot of our energy."

"I understand." Qin Yu nodded.

...

District 9, Songjiang.

A car with the police station license plate No. 01 was parked at the entrance of a villa. Feng Yunian pushed the door and got out of the car and walked into the yard.

Five minutes later, in the lobby of the main building of the Villa, a woman with a charming charm smiled and said to Feng Yunian: "I'm very busy, I don't come to my house to sit when I have nothing to do."

"There are too many things in the police station. I have meetings every day. I really don't have time." Feng Yunian said with a wry smile.

"Yes, why don't you say you're a busy person?" the woman greeted, "Let's go, go to the restaurant."

Feng Yunian followed the woman to the first-floor restaurant and met Feng Ji.

"Sit." Feng Ji greeted.

Feng Yunian took off her coat, hung it on the clothes hanger, and asked with a smile: "How is it? Are you in better health?"

"It's much better." Feng Ji poured him a little white wine: "Drink less."

"You are so anxious to find me, is there something wrong?" Feng Yunian asked while holding the chopsticks in a familiar way.

"Um."

Feng Ji pushed the wine glass over and said softly: "Songjiang may have something to change recently."

"What changes?" Feng Yunian asked.

"The General Political Department of the Military Affairs Department has decided to promote you to Deputy Mayor of Songjiang and enter the city council." Feng Ji replied lightly.

Feng Yunian was stunned for a long time: "I am promoted to deputy mayor? What does it mean? You have to be the director of the police station?"

"No." Feng Ji shook his head: "You are the deputy mayor, and you are also the director of the Songjiang Police Station. You may be in charge of politics and law in the future."

Feng Yunian felt even more puzzled when he heard him say this: "What does this mean? I used to suppress me crazily, but now I suddenly raised my strength? Where is the intention?"

"I asked our old man, but he didn't talk to me in depth. He just said... If you ask you to do it, you can do it well, do more things, and talk less." Feng Ji replied looking at him.

Feng Yunian frowned: "During this period of World War II, I have been under pressure from the upper class. I suddenly brought it up. Why do I feel that this is not right?..."

"There must be political intentions." Feng Ji reminded in a tactful manner: "But after the order is released, you have to continue."

"Does the Second World War Command know about this?" Feng Yunian asked.

"I probably didn't know it before, but I must be clear now." Feng Ji replied.

...

District 9, within the World War II Command.

Commander Zhou stood at the window with his hands behind his back, looking at the view outside.

"Commander, I guess the news of Feng Yunian's promotion will reach Songjiang tomorrow." The staff member next to him whispered: "... In my opinion, this matter is a bit abnormal."

Commander Zhou replied in a low voice: "Don't make a name for yourself, look at the Feng family's reaction."

"Yes." The staff member nodded.

"well."

Commander Zhou sighed inexplicably: "I'm so tired, the afternoon meeting will be cancelled."

...

It was past six o'clock in the evening.

In a small bar in Yanbei, District 8, Qiao Xiaoxiao reached out to stop Lin Nianlei: "You drink slowly, no one will snatch you!"

"It's okay." Lin Nianlei waved her hand.

"Are you really sure that Qin Yu fought Jiujiang not for work, but for her?" Qiao Xiaoxiao asked softly.

"She has a big factor." Lin Nianlei held her forehead and replied in a drunken state: "There are many rumors in the Sichuan Mansion, I have heard them...but I have never believed it very much. Xiao... Xiaoyu can have other ideas... My trust in him is engraved in my bones. Do you understand... Xiaoxiao."

"I understand!" Qiao Xiaoxiao nodded.

"I'm very confused..." Lin Nianlei looked at the strange faces in the bar and said with a dull look: "I want to use the rest of my life to prove to my family that my choice is right... But ironically, the rest of my life may not have begun yet and will be over."

"Don't think so much." Qiao Xiaoxiao frowned and persuaded: "Qin Yu has never talked to you, so you guess here. Isn't that the more you think, the more you feel uncomfortable? You have to ask him to find you and explain clearly what he is thinking... We really can't be fools, but you can't judge a person arbitrarily!"

"Didi!"
Chapter completed!