Settling in a black household is a troublesome matter, but there are many troubles in this world that can be solved with red tickets.

It's okay to have a woman by your side when dealing with this kind of thing, but it's not okay to have a beautiful woman by your side.

Zhou Ji has been around the world for many years. Although there are differences between modern and ancient rules, the phrase "beauties bring disaster" is an eternal truth.

He casually took out two wads of red banknotes from his bag and handed them to Si Teng, while telling her his approximate purchasing power.

It was late in the afternoon, and all kinds of certificates and letters of guarantee were completed. By the time he found Si Teng through the feedback from the Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, she had already returned to the beverage shop that had been arranged in advance and was touching up her makeup in front of the mirror on the sink.

Zhou Ji blinked and watched Si Teng put on a small black velvet shawl and wide-leg pants with ethnic patterns. He was a little surprised for a moment. Then he looked at the bottles and cans placed on the sink, and his lips couldn't help but

He showed a bad smile and didn't say anything, just watched her slowly put on her makeup.

"What are you laughing at?" Si Teng glanced around indifferently, picked out a silver earring and put it on carefully, then stuffed all kinds of cosmetics back into the bag in an orderly manner, turned around and said, "Is the matter done?

"

Zhou Ji shook his head, raised his index finger and said: "The preliminary preparations have been completed, only the last step is left."

Si Teng didn't follow the routine and just let Zhou Ji play tricks with a cold look.

She knew that even if she didn't ask, the other party would not be able to help but tell her.

The beverage shop was not far from the police station, but the time spent on the road was far beyond Si Teng's expectation.

"You have to remember, when you get to the police station, you have to do whatever they ask you to do. You must not act petty, let alone hurt others. Now we are all born in the mountains, our parents are not here, and we have no friends. I have found the ranch.

Lao Pola opened the certificate. We will take the ID photo and fill out the form later." Zhou Ji said as she stepped back, holding on to the fence on the side of the road, sweating from her forehead.

"Shut up!" Si Teng hugged his shoulders impatiently and glanced at Zhou Ji. He tapped his arm lightly with his fingers on the outside and said impatiently: "You have said it ten times, why don't you go in? The further back you go, the farther you go.

What?"

Damn...the sequelae of the soul passing through Bai Zhantang!

Zhou Ji stood up straight in embarrassment, with a stiff smile on her lips, then collapsed, and whispered: "I have a get-out-of-jail-free card, what should I be afraid of? I'm not Bai Zhantang, there's no need to be afraid."

As he spoke, he looked around and saw a souvenir shop in the distance. His eyes lit up and he told her, "Wait for me here."

Then he ran all the way and disappeared.

Si Teng felt amused and looked at the buildings in front of her with great interest. After arriving in the town this morning, she discovered that the Chinese characters of this era were slightly different from those of the Republic of China. It seemed that they had been deliberately streamlined and lacked the elegance and elegance of Chinese characters.

It expresses meaning, but it also facilitates writing and entry.

Not long after, Zhou Ji ran back from the gift shop, still holding two delicate wooden signs in his hands. Si Teng inadvertently glanced at the 'get out of jail free medal' on one of them, and couldn't help laughing.

But when he saw the other one handed over by Zhou Ji, the huge word "forbearance" on it seemed to be a mockery, more like a provocation.

"You're welcome, take it." Zhou Ji held the immunity gold medal in his hand, breathed a long sigh of relief, and relaxed, smiling, "You must listen to Uncle Police Sassafras when you go in, he will do whatever he wants.

What to do, don’t have a rebellious mentality, let alone hurt others..."

Before he finished speaking, Si Teng turned away and walked into the door of the police station ahead of him.

Zhou Ji gritted his teeth and followed suit, and finally put the Nin sign into Si Teng's hand, and the two of them waited in the lobby together.

Confident and generous beauties will receive invisible preferential treatment wherever they go. This is very realistic and common. The previous forms and inquiries went smoothly. Only when taking the ID photo did Si Teng understand the dangers of the world and how dangerous it is.

The reason why Zhou Ji forced her to give her a wooden sign.

"Don't move, look at the camera."

Si Teng had seen a camera eighty years ago and had taken photos. He sat down in front of the camera in a graceful manner, with his body slightly sideways and his long hair hanging down like a waterfall from the side of his face. His expression was cold, as proud as his character and as a socialite.

grace.

"Hey, take off those earrings." The policeman didn't care. He glanced at the screen and reminded him.

Si Teng turned to look at the policeman in disbelief. The doubts and coldness in his eyes could not move the selfless policeman Shu Shu at all. The policeman stuck his head out from behind the screen and said: "This is a rule. When taking ID photos, you are not allowed to wear jewelry."

Looking down at the wooden sign in his hand, the huge word "forbearance" looked like Zhou Ji's flat face. Si Teng took a deep breath and took off the carefully selected earrings.

"There is also a hairpin, and the hairpin has been removed."

Before she could finish picking it, a demonic voice sounded again. Si Teng fiercely clutched the wooden sign in his hand, having already cursed Zhou Ji countless times in his heart.

"Show your ears."

Click~ A slight sound came from the middle of the word "forbearance", and a fine line cracked. Si Teng turned his head very slowly and looked at the policeman, his eyes were cold, and there was a faint murderous intent.

The grassroots police are actually very dedicated and kind. They have to deal with all kinds of difficulties and accusations every day. When faced with Si Teng's murderous eyes, they didn't get angry at all. They explained calmly as if they were ignoring them: "Take the ID card."

Take a photo, take a photo of your entire face."

When you are angry, you most need to vent your anger by punching to the flesh, rather than punching it into a sponge. This will not only fail to relieve the anger, but will make people more angry.

Si Teng pursed his lips, took a deep breath, pushed his long hair behind his ears, and looked up at the camera.

That’s okay!

‘Alas~’

"Alas~"

Two sighs sounded at the same time, one from the bottom of Si Teng's heart, and the other from the mouth of the policeman.

Seeing the policeman stand up suddenly, Si Teng was confused for a moment. He only saw the other person handing a box of wet wipes from the table and said to her helplessly: "Take off your makeup..."

Damn it!

On the other side, Zhou Ji also seemed to be going through eighty-one difficulties.

The 'get out of jail free gold medal' in my hand was almost water-soaked.

He didn't expect that such a problem as a guilty conscience would be accompanied by PTSD. The sequelae caused by the eight years that his soul had passed through Bai Zhantang made him dumbfounded.

But in the world of Qing Yu Nian, I have also been to the Kyoto government office?

Why was it normal that time but had a stress reaction this time?

"Control your expression and smile more naturally." The policeman on the other side was also very distressed. He had never seen anyone so nervous. He simply comforted him. Suddenly he saw that the other person's expression really relaxed, and the corners of his mouth

With a smile and a natural look, he quickly clicked the photo and said with relief, "It's ready."
Chapter completed!