After hearing the words of this internal assistant, Fan Tongya opened her mouth and said nothing in an instant.

The other people standing beside her, the 18th floor had a "buzzing" and they were speechless in an instant.

"Speaking of this, all those involved in the Jiangdong case have been promoted. Logically, you should also be promoted?" The assistant did not understand the internal struggles of the 18th floor, so if you don't understand, you have to ask.

He asked while looking at Fan Tongya and others, especially Fan Tongya, "The Luo Qian on your 18th floor is soaring. This is not just a question from an intern to a deputy. He can be promoted to a deputy. In the future, someone will take him to manage various cases. The future has a bright future. He is not as good as you. Did he deliberately squeeze out the quota for your Jiangdong case?"

It would be fine if the internal assistant didn't mention this. When it came to mention this, Fan Tongya and the people on the 18th floor felt a sensation.

It was not just about squeezed out, it was clearly because they were afraid of death. When the case in Jiangdong happened, they didn't dare to say anything more to Section Chief Jiang and others. They were laughing at the time that Luo Qian and Pan Mingyue were newborn calfs, and only now they felt regretful.

This is a first-class merit after all...

Even if they have been in this industry for another ten years, they may not be able to win a first-class merit...

No wonder Fengloucheng didn't even reply to Fan Tongya's words...

The internal assistant was originally strange, but now he saw that Fan Tongya had an eighteenth floor expression, so how could he not understand? He just shook his head. The inspection institute had countless opportunities. He couldn't catch such a big opportunity, and he couldn't blame others.

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Pan Mingyue didn't think about so many intrigues, but just handed over work with the previous team leader and handed over to the Lu family.

But after returning to the 18th floor, it was obvious that the people on the 18th floor had their eyes changed when they looked at her.

However, Pan Mingyue did not notice all this.

The new official took office for three reasons. She not only had to take over the affairs of the team leader, but also had to discuss He Chen's etiquette with Butler Qin, and finally decided to hand over the Lu family. Section Chief Jiang had previously confirmed her.

This was her busiest period except for investigating Jiangdong's case some time ago.

Except for the occasional mother Lu would ask her for a coffee, she was busy, and Qin Ran was also very busy.

It was not until He Chen's wedding date that Pan Mingyue was free.

He Chen's invitation had been sent out long ago, and the invitations from relatives of the He family were also arranged by Mr. Qin. Qin Ling, who wrote the invitations, was basically the only one who was a little idle because the Qin family's calligraphy was beautiful.

Qu family.

Mrs. Qu had already received the invitation, and the He family only sent the invitation, and was very low-key about He Chen's news.

"Mom, are you going to... attend her wedding today?" Qu Zixiao had long seen the invitation that Mrs. Qu "inadvertently" put on the table.

Mrs. Qu looked at him and Song Qingqing and nodded, "Yes."

The invitation is right next to Mrs. Qu. The entire invitation is gold-plated, with gilded at the seal, with exquisite whirlwind and black hole logos painted on it, which looks a bit fancy.

Song Qingqing took a look and could tell that the invitation was not designed by professionals, and there was not even a logo specially designed for weddings.

I couldn't help but open and take a look. The wedding location seemed to be at the entrance of an alley.

"Why haven't I heard about Miss He's marriage? Auntie, Miss He, did she not marry King Qin?" Song Qingqing suppressed the joy at her mouth, looked up, and spoke in surprise.

She knew how many people in the capital were waiting to marry the Qin movie emperor. How could the Qin movie emperor really like He Chen?

Mrs. Qu just stood up and said perfunctorily: "I don't know, it's too late to leave."

She got up and wanted to leave, and Song Qingqing quickly said, "Auntie, can Zixiao and I go with you?"

Mrs. Qu was waiting to see the wedding scene. She looked at Qu Zixiao, and seemed to have no objection, so she didn't say much: "Let's go."

The three of the Qu family got into the car and drove towards the destination.

Today is Saturday, and the lanes in Beijing are not that congested.

But the more the car opens, the quieter it seems.

Not in the city center, Song Qingqing looked at the road that seemed to be quieter outside the car window, pursed her lips and smiled, and didn't say much.

Five minutes later, his mother drove a wide road.

Not to mention Song Qingqing, even Mrs. Qu knew this road. Song Qingqing saw a red carpet laying in the intersection from afar and was stunned for a moment, "Isn't this the back door of the scenic spot that has been closed long ago?"

The driver also paused, and the speed of the car slowly dropped, and drove the car in doubt.

Before we reached the door of the road covered with the red carpet, a sports car turned over on the left arrogantly, side by side with Mrs. Qu's car.

The sports car was not fast, so it was probably because he saw Mrs. Qu's car that was also attended the wedding. The man stopped the car and asked Mrs. Qu to go in first place. He also took off his sunglasses and waved to Mrs. Qu and the others to show his friendship.

The man can be seen wearing a ripped denim jacket and a mixed-blooded face.

The driver also lowered the window and smiled at him friendly, and then drove the car in doubt.

It took only two or three minutes to drive the red carpet, and we arrived at the destination. There were a lot of cars here, basically all black, the car model was domestic, very low-key.

If you don't see the license plate.

Song Qingqing and Qu Zixiao followed Mrs. Qu. Before he could react, Butler Cheng, who was arrested at the door, smiled and said, "Hello, are you here to attend the wedding of Mr. Qin Xiuchen and Miss He Chen?"

Song Qingqing hadn't reacted yet.

The man who had just driven a sports car around him also came in, and the butler Qin, who was also a hospitality, looked at him in confusion: "Why didn't you go to pick him up?"

Zhalong rolled his eyes, "I was angry when I talked about this. I had already prepared as a member of the team, but they collectively resisted that my car was too strange and unsuitable. I was a car participating in the F1 race. They dared to dislike it, so I drove over first..."

Mr. Qin, who knew the chatterbox of the scum dragon, interrupted him with a smile: "Mr. Long, Mr. San said that the weapons will be confiscated today."

"Confiscated?" Zha Long was indeed attracted by the attention and looked at Butler Qin lazily.

Butler Qin nodded and continued to smile: "Because there are many ordinary citizens today, for safety reasons."

"Sister Chen can still have ordinary citizens and guests?" Zha Long said as he remembered Qin Xiuchen again, "Forget it."

He took out the gun in his pocket.

Butler Qin handed over a red basin very much.

There were two guns in the basin. Seeing that the weapon symbolizing Kenneth's identity was also inside, Zhalong was very happy to throw the gun in with a "clang".

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Chapter completed!