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Chapter 84 Three hundred yuan

Zhao Binglei asked: "Woman?"

Fang Tianfeng nodded.

Director Wu immediately asked: "Can you be more specific?"

Fang Tianfeng shook his head and continued to eat. There were ten dishes on the table, and the other three people didn't eat much. He ate almost all of them by himself.

The four of them chatted for a while, and Director Gao said: "Sit for a while and then go back. My daughter is going to take the high school entrance examination and she won't be happy if I go back too late."

Fang Tianfeng said: "I want to go back too. By the way, whose account is this table?"

"Of course it's on my account." Director Wu said.

Fang Tianfeng nodded, took out three hundred yuan from his wallet and put it on the table.

Director Wu's expression changed slightly, while Director Gao and Zhao Binglei looked at Fang Tianfeng with strange eyes.

Fang Tianfeng remained calm and said with a smile: "You also know that I am a disciple of the Taoist sect in the hidden world. It's okay to eat, drink and have fun, but there are some rules that cannot be broken."

Before, whether it was Shi Weicheng, Meng Decai or Mr. Lu who treated guests, Fang Tianfeng could not pay a penny, because even if they had inextricable connections with officials, even if some money could only be earned by officials, after all, it was not

officials.

But Director Wu is different.

The grievances accumulated by the public funds consumed by the three public funds for food and drink, public funds for travel and public funds for car purchases are enough to destroy the national destiny of a small country!

Fang Tianfeng didn't want to touch the public grievances.

Director Wu's face was tense and he said: "Master Fang, you are not giving me face!"

"It has nothing to do with your face, this has to do with mine. Whatever you think, I don't care. Finally, thank you Bureau Wu for inviting me. I have done what I should do, and it is your turn next. I will leave first.

Goodbye everyone."

Fang Tianfeng didn't want to cause a stalemate, so he simply left.

Zhao Binglei had no choice but to leave the private room and follow Fang Tianfeng.

"Master Fang, you are a bit too much." Zhao Binglei did not dare to say harsh words.

"People are different. Some people do this, and some people do that. In my opinion, it is normal. Sometimes, I will follow the general rules, sometimes, I will compromise for my own interests, but sometimes, I will

rule!"

Fang Tianfeng's pace became more steady.

Zhao Binglei's expression changed slightly and he said: "As expected of Master Fang, most people don't have such courage. I don't know when I will dare to say such things."

"When no one is around."

Zhao Binglei was stunned and laughed.

After getting in the car, Fang Tianfeng called Ali from Mulongju and talked about the Arowana Competition.

The arowana competition has a strong commercial atmosphere, with businesses mainly signing up, mainly to gain fame. Arowanas are relatively delicate, and people who raise arowanas are afraid that there will be problems with the arowanas during transportation and competition, so they often do not participate.

Just be an audience.

Fang Tianfeng had participated in the competition in the name of Mu Longju before. Ali replied that everything was done and he just had to wait for the arowana to be delivered the day before the competition.

The next day, Fang Tianfeng continued to treat He Lao, but this time the treatment was different from before.

In the past, he only used vitality to nourish He Lao's body, but this time, he will use the Qi Entrainment Technique to form a network of disease Qi, trapping the disease Qi, preventing the disease Qi from spreading, and connecting them to ensure that He Lao's condition is not affected.

Get heavier.

Fang Tianfeng slowly manipulated the vitality, condensing it into invisible threads, traveling along the edge of He Lao's sick aura, intertwining, and then weaving into a mesh bag to surround the cluster of sick aura.

There was too much disease energy in He Lao's body, which was scattered throughout the body. Fang Tianfeng weaved one network of disease energy after another. Only a quarter of the disease energy was trapped in the network, and all the energy in the body was exhausted.

"The disease qi net can last for many days. If you net a part of it every day and take turns, all the disease qi can be trapped. When the time comes, coupled with the hospital's treatment and vitality, He Lao can live for a long time."

Fang Tianfeng, who was covered in sweat, looked at Mr. He who was sleeping, and his eyes fell on the top of Mr. He's head.

"The time has not come yet. After a while of treatment, I can communicate with Mr. He. As long as he agrees, I can get a steady stream of murderous energy, fighting spirit and righteousness!"

After walking out of the ward, He Changxiong came over and asked in a low voice: "Tianfeng, did you really cast a spell? Bing Lei said you didn't move anything, and saw that Mayor Wu didn't even say a word."

"It's okay that I didn't say anything, because I was busy with business at that time."

"Will there be results within three days?"

"Ninety-nine percent sure."

"Well, I'll wait for your news. As for your three hundred yuan yesterday, don't worry about it. You can do whatever you want. No one dares to twist their lips in front of me."

"Thank you for your understanding."

Fang Tianfeng returned to Chang'an Garden and found a police patrol car parked outside, and Song Shijie, who was about to be promoted, was smoking a cigarette.

Seeing Fang Tianfeng appear, Song Shijie immediately put out his cigarette, threw it to the ground, stepped on it with his feet, and came forward.

"Mr. Fang."

"Sit inside."

The two of them entered the room. Fang Tianfeng cut a watermelon and put it on the coffee table. He picked up a piece and said, "If you have anything to say, just say it. If you don't say anything, just eat the watermelon."

Song Shijie silently took out a piece of watermelon and ate it slowly.

Fang Tianfeng finished one piece and said, "This watermelon is good, but a bit expensive. It will be cheaper in a few days." He took another piece.

Song Shijie finished one piece without taking another. After a while, he said, "Mr. Fang, first of all, I want to thank you for letting Bureau Wu know about me and promote me."

"You're welcome." Fang Tianfeng continued to eat watermelon, as if he couldn't figure out Song Shijie's intention at all.

Seeing that Fang Tianfeng didn't care, Song Shijie said with a wry smile: "Mr. Fang, I know you have a background and live in a big villa, but I'm in a bad situation this time. Now everyone knows that Captain Li and I are going to be in trouble. Mayor Wu may not dare to touch Bureau Wu.

, but it couldn’t be easier to move us, and Bureau Wu doesn’t need to be the director and deputy mayor of the city bureau for us.”

"Well, I understand this." Fang Tianfeng said.

Song Shijie was still frowning.

"You don't know what the bureau said about me. Yesterday, even the people at the same table began to arrange things for me behind my back, saying that I can pretend to be very good when I climb a high branch. But before I could pretend to be bigger, I was slapped by the mayor.

Shoot me to death. Now let alone the people in the bureau, even the few newcomers who have a good relationship with me, they look at me wrong. They don’t say it, but I know exactly what they think in their hearts."

Fang Tianfeng continued to eat watermelon.

Song Shijie finally found a place to vent his bitterness and continued: "To us, Vice Mayor Wu is God. How can a small employee live a good life if he offends the big boss? In fact, I don't blame my colleagues, just me.

Bad luck."

"Then you blame me?" Fang Tianfeng put down the watermelon and looked at Song Shijie.

Song Shijie said hurriedly: "Am I, Old Song, that kind of person?"

"Then what do you mean by coming here?"

Song Shijie chuckled and said: "Actually, I heard a little bit about the last time the city bureau arrested you. Although I don't quite understand what happened, I also know that it was a fight between gods. Since you know such a great god, can you hand over the

By the way, this time the matter of the two chiefs will not affect me, a mortal? I don’t want to be promoted now, as long as I can be a stable police officer, that’s enough.”

"Is that why?"

"Just for this." Song Shijie was sincere.

"Well, you can go." Fang Tianfeng continued to eat watermelon.

Song Shijie didn't expect Fang Tianfeng to be so calm and calm, so he suddenly became dejected and said, "Can you give me a sure word? It will make me feel at ease."

Fang Tianfeng ignored him and continued eating.

Song Shijie sighed helplessly and said, "Well, if I can escape this disaster, I will definitely treat you to a meal to thank you."

"I will set the time, and I will also bring a foodie. You choose a better place." Fang Tianfeng found a way to reduce the cost of the food fund.

Song Shijie couldn't laugh or cry.

Song Shijie left the villa and walked slowly outside. He had worked hard at the grassroots level for many years and had long lost his temper. Fang Tianfeng not only did not complain, but was also grateful. After all, if it were not for Fang Tianfeng, he would not have fallen into the eyes of the branch director.

However, what he thought was a sure-fire promotion was interrupted due to an accident. He was really depressed and came to Fang Tianfeng with the main purpose of complaining.

Before leaving Chang'an Garden, his cell phone rang, and Song Shijie immediately answered the call.

"Xiao Song?"

"Captain Tang, what are your instructions?" Song Shijie immediately became nervous. This is the official captain of the patrol brigade of the branch. The one who had dinner with him yesterday was just the deputy captain.

"You just said this, so I can't ask you for anything else? Are you free tonight?"

"I'm free, I'm free!"

"Okay, at 6:30 p.m., I've reserved a private room at Jingjiang Hotel, 307, and Captain Li and the others are also going. Don't let me go."

"No, no, I must be there on time."

"Okay, then I'll hang up and you can get busy."

"Goodbye, Team Tang." Song Shijie stared blankly at the door, his eyes confused, and sweat oozing out from his broad forehead.

"What's going on? I've already been sentenced to death, why did Captain Tang invite me and Captain Li to dinner? It's still the Jingjiang Hotel. It's impossible that Captain Tang didn't know what happened yesterday. Could it be that they wanted to humiliate me there? But Captain Tang

I am usually a nice person, even if Mayor Wu ordered me to suppress me, there is no need to do so."

Just as he was thinking about it, another call came. Song Shijie saw that it was an old classmate from the police academy. He had a family background and was now the deputy captain of the Municipal Bureau's Public Security Management Detachment.

Song Shijie was usually not very good at camp, so I only met him occasionally during class reunions or when I had assignments, and basically had no contact with him.

"Shijie, are you free tonight? We haven't contacted each other for a long time, so let's have a meal together."

"Old classmate, what happened today? Our team leader just called and booked a private room at Jingjiang Hotel. I have agreed."

"Team Tang?"

"yes."

"I'll call him later and ask him to postpone it for a day. Tonight, some of our old classmates will get together, and everyone else has to make way. I also booked a private room in Jingjiang, and that's it. I'll contact the others.

A few old classmates."

After the call ended, Song Shijie was even more confused, wondering if they were all fools as officials now. How dare they make friends with the person who was targeted by No. 1 of the Municipal Bureau?

Song Shijie vaguely understood what happened.

"This old classmate is still the same as before, doing things cleanly and neatly, but a bit forceful. However, given his status, it is very rare for him to take the initiative to invite me to dinner."

The phone rang again.

"It's not over!" Song Shijie shook his head. When he saw that he was a colleague, he had to answer.

"Xiao Guo, what's the matter?"

"Brother Song, I have good news for you."


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