Fang Ming is not just a dish, but a handsome young man.
Under Jin Yan's thick eyebrows, his eyes were as sharp as the bright lights during an interrogation.
Intuitively, Fang Ming sensed that Deputy Director Jin Yan was also a martial arts master.
In China, all military and police personnel have certain martial arts skills. If a policeman like Jin Yan, who comes from the grassroots level, can sit in the position of deputy director, he must be outstanding.
"Director Jin, welcome to dinner, I am Fang Ming."
"Hello!" Jin Yan stretched out his hand and increased his strength when shaking hands. Fang Ming still maintained a bright smile without any reaction on his face.
This kid also knows martial arts? Jin Yan couldn't help but admire Fang Ming with admiration.
To be fair, Jin Yan was born in the army and disliked the kind of young men who were young. Fang Ming's appearance showed the toughness of a man, which fit Jin Yan's standard of being a quick son-in-law.
"Dad!" Jinfeng shook his father's arm, showing off his little daughter's posture. Yang Xiu quietly made a face as if she was about to vomit, and Jinfeng glared at her.
Fang Ming arranged for Jin Yan to dine in the VIP room to the west. These VIP rooms were reserved for receptions and were decorated in an antique style.
Today, Lucky made a few special remarks, and the chefs tried their best to stir-fry the dishes in the big pot.
"Not bad!" Jin Yan raised his chopsticks and never put them down again.
The side dishes are sweet, the rice is soft, and it is rice steamed in a fine wooden barrel.
Jin Yan had eaten this kind of rice when he was working in the countryside. He ate three large bowls in one go.
"Director Jin, have some soup!" Fang Ming enthusiastically brought a bowl of vegetable soup. After Jin Yan finished drinking it, he praised repeatedly: "Yes, these ingredients are all green food."
Being able to be praised by Deputy Director Jin, Fang Ming knew that his plan was a success. If he wants to gain a foothold in Nanchuan Province, he must contact people at the top and truly establish his own network of relationships. Fang Ming asked Jin to
The significance of eating strictly is profound!
"Dad, now you believe it, right?" Jin Feng said with a bit of pride.
"Girl, why didn't you tell me about such a wonderful place earlier?"
Jinfeng didn't expect her father to be so unreasonable. She couldn't help but smile and said with a sweet smile: "I only found out yesterday."
"Director Jin, this is our company's meal card. You are welcome to come and have a meal." Fang Ming handed over the meal card appropriately.
There was a thousand yuan pre-deposited in this card. Jin Yan glared and said, "Boy, I think your cafeteria is good. Many singles in our unit are worried about not having lunch."
"That's good. Director Jin has time to do a lot of publicity. We can also engage in joint efforts by the police and citizens."
After talking and laughing for a while, Jin Yan stood up and left.
On the way back, Jin Yan looked at his daughter from time to time with an ambiguous smile.
"Dad, what are you looking at me for?" This kind of look made Jinfeng feel scared. Father and daughter often competed with each other. Jinfeng lost more than he won, and was also very afraid of the old fox at home.
"Jinfeng, I think you've been working for a year and a half, and it's time to go to the grassroots level to get some training."
Going to the grassroots? This means leaving Nandu City, which means there are not many opportunities to meet Fang Ming.
"Dad, am I still at the grassroots level now?"
"The grassroots I'm talking about are temporary posts in the districts and counties below. Only by starting from the grassroots can you be a good police officer."
Jinfeng was silent. She knew that her father had always told the truth, and it seemed that she had to leave Nandu City.
"Dad, I don't agree!"
"Why? Are you reluctant to leave Nandu City?"
"Of course!" Jin Feng said confidently: "Why should I go to the grassroots and suffer when there are big cities where I can't live happily?"
"Jinfeng, is this all you have?"
"Dad, your daughter is not that great. She has to fight for --- for the rest of her life. I just want to protect you two, that's enough."
"We have your brother, Jinfeng, so you don't have to worry, just go and relax." Jin Yan said while carefully observing his daughter's expression.
Jinfeng's expression was gloomy, her eyes were red as she spoke, and she still clutched a meal card in her hand.
It seems that Jin Feng is indeed interested in that boy. After Jin Yan figured out his daughter's intention, he stopped pressing her every step of the way. He smiled and said: "If you don't want to go, I won't go. You're still crying at such an old age."
"Dad, I knew you were the best!" Jinfeng hugged her father and was willing to do anything as long as she didn't go to the grassroots level.
However, Jinfeng soon realized that he had fallen into his father's trap again, and he was testing himself!
Jin Yan smiled proudly. Father and daughter often play this little game: "Jin Feng, I like this boy Fang Ming."
This sentence told Jinfeng from the side that he would never object. Jinfeng's face turned into a flower with a smile.
"However, I still have to give this boy a good test."
"Dad--you--"
"Haha!" Jin Yan laughed and said, "Daughter, you and I haven't even said a word about him and you are already worried about him. It seems that the old saying about girls being outgoing is true."
"Dad--" Jin Feng pushed her father angrily, and two red clouds flew up to her cheeks---The president's office on the sixth floor of Chenghong Entertainment Company.
Dong Tianhua glanced at the employee's resignation report and said noncommittally: "You want to resign?"
"Yes, Mr. Dong, I feel that I am not qualified---"
Dong Tianhua impatiently picked up the pen and signed his name: "Go to the financial department to settle the salary!"
"Thank you, Mr. Dong!"
Looking at this employee who left, Dong Tianhua felt uncomfortable.
The tenth, this is the tenth employee to resign from himself.
Since my son's accident, the company's operations have been deteriorating. In addition, the provincial TV station has canceled some of the company's columns. Employees have no intention of staying in their jobs and there has been a wave of resignations.
This is not a good thing, especially since the Minister of Administration Wang** also submitted his resignation yesterday and switched to another entertainment company.
Dong Tianhua sat on a chair, smoking a cigarette gloomily, and the smoke quickly enveloped him.
"Mr. Dong, the smell of cigarette smoke is so overwhelming!" Secretary Liu Qin walked in with her waist twisted. She is Dong Tianhua's lover.
Dong Tianhua was in a very bad mood, and he was filled with anger. The untimely swing of Liu Qin's waist made Dong Tianhua's anger rise.
Dong Tianhua closed the door, hugged Liu Qin, and the two started a fierce battle on the stall.
Dong Tianhua's movements were rough, and he was furiously venting his anger on Liu Qin. The two of them rolled from the sofa to the corner, and traces of the battle could be seen everywhere.
Finally, after the violent rain and wind, there was a deep gasp.
Dong Tianhua got dressed, sat back on the chair, and scratched the checkbook in front of him with his fingernails.
"Mr. Dong, are you still worried?" Liu Qin had already put on her clothes and continued to show off her coquettishness.
Dong Tianhua felt a surge of disgust in his heart for no reason, and he roared: "Get out!"
"This----" Liu Qin was at a loss.
"I told you to get out!" Dong Tianhua roared again, and the whole room shook violently.
Liu Qin muttered something that no one could hear clearly, twisted her waist and swung the door open.
The room became quiet, and Dong Tianhua carefully thought about countermeasures. Finally, he said to himself: "A dog will jump over the wall when he is anxious. Dong Tianhua, where did the bloody spirit of your youth go?"
A tycoon who started out as a street gangster always has the passion of a gangster in his heart.
Things in the arena are nothing more than grudges. When conflicts cannot be reconciled, they can only be resolved with blood!
Dong Tianhua's brain was spinning rapidly. He thought for a while and made a call.
Half an hour later, a lean man opened the door.
The man walked very slowly, with a cigarette in his mouth and a cold light in his eyes.
"Boss Dong, tell me, who do you want to kill?"
"Fang Ming, the boss of Chenghong Entertainment, his stage name is Alang!"
Dong Tianhua stared at the man in front of him. This man was known as Xiao A Fei in the world and was a famous killer agent.
"Four million!" Dong Tianhua was surprised by the price Xiao Afei offered, and the other party added: "What I want is US dollars!"
"So many?" Dong Tianhua frowned. Little Ah Fei had a good reputation in the industry. He had contacts with the underworld forces of China National University and even foreign killer organizations. But this mouth was too wide!
"How much?" Little Ah Fei smiled: "Boss Dong, do you know who this Fang Ming is?"
This is what Dong Tianhua has always wanted to know. Why did Fang Ming suddenly appear when he had never heard of it before?
"You know?" Dong Tianhua asked.
Little A Fei stretched out his hand: "If you want to know, please pay the information fee of 50,000 yuan first!"
"Uh-huh!" Dong Tianhua didn't even frown, he just filled in the numbers and tore off the check.
"I'm not very clear about Fang Ming's origins. I only know one thing. I once saw him with the Black Panther of the Saber organization. And he also has an older brother named Fang Wenqiang!"
As a member of the killer organization, he is always well informed. This is the first time that Xiao Afei has heard of Dong Tianhua.
Behind Fang Wenqiang is the Golden Group. Judging from Fang Ming's style, he is probably a descendant of the Fang family. No wonder this person has such tyrannical strength.
However, Dong Tianhua has reached the point where he has no choice, he can only fight hard.
"Okay, who are you going to invite?"
"Such a person must be surrounded by experts. I can only go to Hong Kong or overseas to find someone!"
"Okay, what I want is his life!" Dong Tianhua wrote a check for one million US dollars: "This is the deposit, and I will pay the rest after the completion of the matter!"
Little A Fei laughed twice, took the check and left.
Dong Tianhua has been in a state of anxiety since Xiao A Fei left. He exhausted all his connections and tried every means to bail his son out, but the police did not let go.
As a last resort, Dong Tianhua had no choice but to go to Ji Xiaochuan, Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee.
Ji Xiaochuan is forty-five years old, and he and Dong Tianhua are fellow villagers. They have known each other for more than ten years, and they can be said to be comrades and brothers.
"Old Dong, it's not that I won't help you, but this time your son is really outrageous. Who is Jin Yan? He is famous for his hot temper. This time you messed with his daughter, you
Where should he put his face?"
"Then---there is no way at all?" Dong Tianhua's eyes were full of despair.
"The public security department will always close the case. Your son may stay a little longer. As long as the public security department closes the case, I will find a solution for you."