The corridor on the second floor is very wide and long. However, the light is a bit dim, and the sound of people's footsteps is heavy and chaotic.
Mu Tian hopes that the corridor will be longer so that Lin Xiangyun can have a longer adaptation period. He is really not sure about Lin Xiangyun's performance. Judging from the information, this Wang Muliang is not an easy master.
I hope Jinhu can adapt to changes.
Standing next to a tall double door at the top were two armed police officers wearing white helmets and white armbands with the word "gendarme" written in black.
Seeing everyone approaching, he opened the door.
This is the reception room.
I have seen too many official buildings like this in my previous life. The reception rooms were all built at the top of the floor, probably to create a sense of solemnity in the process for guests.
There are no curtains on the windows of the reception room, and the bright light shines on the dark corridor, giving a feeling of being suddenly open and at home. This is what Mu Tian doesn't understand. He should wait for the guests to enter the room before opening the curtains.
In this way, the guest's feeling can be perfected.
The black sofa was placed in a U-shape in the center of the room, with the exit facing the door and enough space around it for four people to walk side by side.
Thick flannel curtains hung from the ceiling, beautifully pleated, and gathered between the two windows.
As soon as the guests and hosts were seated, a policeman serving as a handyman brought tea. It was a blue and white porcelain official cup with a lid.
Mu Tian opened the lid, blew on it, and then put it back on.
The handyman was wearing a police uniform and had a box gun hanging from his hip.
"Mingqian Maojian, Mr. Mu, please use it."
"Director Wang is from Anhui?"
"No, from Henan?"
"Isn't Maojian from Huangshan?"
"Oh, one word difference, Huangshan is Maofeng. But the quality is almost the same as Maojian in Xinyang. Mr. Mu, are you not from Anhui?"
"Lunanteng County."
“The Laoshan Green and Taishan Green teas from Lu region are both pretty good. They are also among the famous teas.”
"Director Wang, am I here to have tea with you?"
"No, no, Mr. Mu seems to be an elegant scholar at first glance, plus he traveled all the way and offered tea to show his enthusiasm." Wang Muliang clasped his fists and said in a very arrogant manner.
"Director Wang, you're welcome." Mu Tian said calmly, waving towards Jin Hu.
Jin Hu, who had been standing behind Lin Xiangyun, took out two pieces of paper from his briefcase and handed them to Mu Tian.
Mu Tian turned it over in his hand, placed a criminal registration form with a photo on top of the parole decision, and handed it to Wang Muliang.
Wang Muliang took it, stared at Lin Xiangyun, and then lowered his eyes at the photo on the registration form. He took a deep breath and waved his hand on his shoulder.
Dong Jianming, who was standing behind, handed a folder to Wang Muliang.
Wang Muliang took it over, opened it on his knees, looked at Lin Xiangyun, and then looked at the folder.
Inside the folder is an enlarged photo of Lin Xiangyun.
Wang Muliang went back and forth like this two or three times, then closed the document, handed it back to Dong Jianming behind him, and then waved his hand vigorously and rapidly.
Dong Jianming stood at attention, turned around and walked out of the reception room.
"Mr. Lin, you have worked hard all the way, please have some tea." Wang Muliang looked into Lin Xiangyun's eyes and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, are you still strong?" He asked immediately without giving Lin Xiangyun a chance.
Lin Xiangyun, who had already taken off the lid and brought the tea cup to his mouth, put the lid on again and placed the cup on the table next to him. "My father was killed by a strongman and has been dead for almost two years."
"Oh, it's okay to die young. Please bear with me, Mr. Lin."
"It's been such a long time, and there's nothing to regret." Lin Xiangyun played well, spoke fluently, and answered appropriately. "Besides, that's how people are, life and death are determined by fate, wealth, and honor."
"Well, it's a pity that he is young after all. Does Mr. Lin have any relatives in Xi County?"
"Oh, the Xi County Director Wang mentioned is in Shanxi. My father had a business there, supplying wood to coal mines. My family lives in She County, Anhui Province. I have an uncle who was also killed by strongmen in his early years and has been dead for many years. That's true.
I have a cousin who is more than ten years older than me. He used to work in the Ministry of Finance and later moved to a bank. Originally, my father encountered misfortune and wanted to seek refuge with him, but since my uncle was not around, I thought my cousin might not be easy to get along with, so I came to Shanghai alone.
.Who would have thought that we would encounter another lawsuit out of thin air? Alas."
"Mr. Lin, don't be discouraged. Now that you have come to Shanghai, you will have the opportunity to make a comeback, avenge your father and uncle, and bring glory to your family." Wang Muliang looked sad, but looked at Lin Xiangyun with bright eyes.
"Thank you, Director Wang, for your kind words."
Wang Muliang laughed twice, picked up the tea cup, opened the lid, and said, "Tea, please, tea, please."
"Report."
Wang Muliang put down his teacup and said, "Come in."
Dong Jianming walked in slowly, stood at attention and saluted, then walked to Wang Muliang and said something into his ear. Finally, he took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Wang Muliang.
Wang Muliang listened silently, then waved his hand.
Dong Jianming straightened up, turned to stand behind Wang Muliang, and glanced at Jin Hu.
"Does Director Wang have any emergency police matters to deal with? Let's take our leave first." Mu Tian said, holding the armrests of the sofa with both hands and about to stand up.
Wang Muliang quickly stood up and blocked Mu Tian's way with the hand holding the envelope.
Mu Tian stared at Wang Muliang sharply.
"No, no, no, Mr. Mu, don't get me wrong."
"Misunderstanding, what did I misunderstand? Did we come too early? Director Wang, you are not ready yet?"
"Mr. Mu, I'm not afraid of making you laugh. Section Chief Jiang said in the afternoon. You came a little early, which caught me off guard. This is for you." Wang Muliang said, handing the envelope in his hand to Mu Tian.
Mu Tian stared at Wang Muliang in confusion, took the envelope, pulled out a piece of paper inside, stuffed it back, and pressed the envelope against Wang Muliang's chest, "That's not what happened."
"Mr. Mu, please forgive me. This time and a half, alas, it is really not enough. You see, it is the same. With such a large amount, the road is not safe. The security in Nan City is really bad. There are not enough police.
, I, the police chief, am also very worried."
Mu Tian looked at Wang Muliang with a smile, grinned, "Really? Well, let's add this number now." He stretched out his index fingers and crossed his hands to make a sign of "ten", "Let's go." He stepped forward and was attentive.
He went to help Lin Xiangyun, but his hand stretched a little downward and unintentionally unbuttoned Lin Xiangyun's suit.
The suspected explosives tied to Lin Xiangyun's body were vaguely visible.
Wang Muliang subconsciously took a step back and dropped the envelope in his hand to the ground.
Mu Tian stepped on the envelope and said, "Now add another twenty, counting the insurance Director Wu bought for Mr. Lin."
The muscles on Wang Muliang's face hesitated, "Are you trying to rob me?"
"Director Wang said this harshly. You can first call your old director Gao Dalie and ask him what to do with the forty boxes of Yu soil on stack 128 of No. 4 warehouse at Shiliupu Wharf? You
If you understand it this way, add thirty more."
"you……"
"Director Wang, whether it is more cost-effective to be the future director or to lose my head, there is no negotiation for 100! Let me know when you are ready." Mu Tian said this, took out his gilded business card, and threw it on the sofa where he had just sat.