Chen Chuan rubbed his nose, "Sister, let me ask, what floor is Chen Qirong's office on?"

"Oh!" The elder sister's face became a little ugly. "I'm not old, I'm not young, and I'm still Chen Qirong. Can you just call the name Chen Qirong?"

Chen Chuan looked ashamed and humbly accepted the criticism: "You are right. I really can't call the name Chen Qirong casually. So, what floor is my dad's office on?"

"Go and go!" The eldest sister waved impatiently, "What are your fathers? What floor do you have to do with me..." The eldest sister was clever, "Ah? Is your father Director Chen?"

Chen Chuan said confusedly: "My father's name is Chen Qirong. As for whether he is the director, I really don't know."

"Ah? Haha..." The eldest sister stood up quickly and said with a smile on her face: "Oh, it's really a flood that has washed away the Dragon King Temple." As she said that, she came to the door and hugged Chen Chuan's arm. The intimacy made Chen Chuan feel uncomfortable.

"You said that your child, you don't know what kind of job your father has. Are you too playful?"

Chen Chuan's body shook for a moment, and he had goose bumps. He laughed dryly, cleverly escaped from his elder sister's claws: "Tell me what floor to go on, I'll just go by myself."

"How can that be done!" The eldest sister persisted and grabbed Chen Chuan's arm again, "It's better for the eldest sister to take you there."

Chen Chuan was helpless and was pulled to the third floor by his enthusiastic elder sister. He came outside Chen Qirong's office and raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Smack!"

"Come in!" Chen Qirong's voice came from inside.

The eldest sister pushed open the door and walked in with a smile on her face: "Director, your son is here to find you, I'm bringing you here."

Chen Qirong was stunned when he saw Chen Chuan, and then smiled at his elder sister: "Okay, thank you!"

"You're welcome, you're welcome!" The eldest sister waved her hand, walked out of the office with a smile on her face, and took the door with her again.

Chen Qirong frowned at the cigarette in Chen Chuan's mouth, but wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it: "When did you come back?"

"Just get off the car!" Chen Chuan pressed half of the cigarette in the ashtray, "I know you're at work today, so come and see if you'll be bullied."

Chen Qirong's mouth twitched, "My name is Chen Qirong, who dares to bully me?"

Chen Chuan sat on the corner of the table, picked up a folder on the desk and looked around: "Old man, can we stop bragging? What's the name Chen Qirong? I guess Lin Baozi can't suppress others."

Chen Qirong looked at Chen Chuan: "How do you know?"

"Who am I?" With a snap, Chen Chuan threw back the folder in his hand, "What did they say?"

Chen Qirong's face became a little unnatural, and even a little embarrassed. As a father, he always stood in front of Shen Chuan with a strict image, but now, he couldn't even help his son, which made him feel uncomfortable.

"I didn't say anything. I'm still very busy. You can go back first." He still couldn't say some words.

Chen Chuan understood everything when he saw Chen Qirong's face: "Okay, I'll go back first, you should also pay attention to your health. You are not young anymore, don't work too hard."

Hearing Chen Chuan's words, Chen Qirong was in a daze. He didn't know when Chen Chuan left. It took a long time to come back to his senses. His originally serious face suddenly showed a smile, and the corners of his eyes gradually became wet.

"Little bastard, finally grown up."

Chenchuan left the county party committee compound. I don’t know when the wind blew. The little north wind was like a knife, making people’s face hurt. All the pedestrians on the road accelerated and hurried past.

"The 109th game is very awesome." After saying that, a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

In Guowei Hardware Store, there was a table next to the stove, a table with various vegetables and meat slices, and a copper hot pot in the middle. The charcoal fire was burning, and the soup in the pot was churning.

"Cruff!" The sound of brakes came from outside, and the two young men walked in. The younger guy said: "The matter has been resolved. You can spend the New Year at home peacefully. After the New Year, go back immediately. No matter how much the price you pay, you must get the things."

Zhao Guowei said in a little embarrassedly: "It's been more than a year, and there's no progress at all. It's not that we can't afford the price, but that the other party doesn't talk to us at all."

The young man sneered: "Human nature is greedy, let alone those polar bears that are about to starve to death. They don't talk, it's not that they don't want to talk, but that you don't give enough and have not impressed those polar bears."

Zhao Guowei nodded: "I will do my best!"

"It's not about doing our best!" said the young man, "It's a must, because Guoan has also set his sights. If we don't get it as soon as possible, Guoan will snatch it away. It's not you and me who are embarrassed, but the entire 109th game."

Seeing the young man's cold face, Zhao Guowei was clever: "Don't worry, I will definitely get it."

The young man nodded with satisfaction: "You still believe in your ability, don't let us down." After that, he turned around and left.

"Wait!" Zhao Guowei said, "Look, I've done the pot, it's so cold outside, and it's past three o'clock, let's leave after eating."

Just as the young man was about to speak, another guy suddenly laughed: "Okay, then finish eating and leave."

The young man was helpless: "Okay, then finish eating and leave."

Chen Chuan seemed bored to walk on the street alone, but his purpose was obvious, which was Guowei Hardware. Don’t talk about this world, even in another world, he had never been afraid of anyone. So what about the 109th game? No matter how awesome you are, please try it first.

The sky gradually darkened. Chen Chuan stood on the road opposite Guowei Hardware, looked at the off-road vehicle parked at the hardware store, and grinned. Then he turned around and left, quickly disappeared into the night.

The atmosphere in the store was not warm, but a little dull. The three of them drank their own wine, no one spoke, and no one advised them to drink, and they all ate silently.

It was already dark before five o'clock. The two young men were full and stood up and said, "We're leaving." It was still so concise, without too much nonsense.

Zhao Guowei stood up and sent the two out of the door. When he watched them drive away, his face suddenly became gloomy. He would never let Shen family go and Chen Chuan go.

The young man was driving the car. As soon as he left the county town, the headlights flashed and suddenly saw a person standing in the middle of the road ahead.

"Cruff!" The young man stepped on the brakes, the tires rubbed against the ground, and bursts of smoke rose. Finally, he stopped a few meters away from the man.

"The person who came was not kind!" The young man looked at the person outside the car window and grinned.

The guy sitting in the passenger seat curled his lips: "Will you go down to deal with it or I go down to deal with it."

The young man said, "Of course it's you."

"Why me?" another guy asked with his eyebrows raised.

The young man said, "If you don't want to, then we'll be the same rule, stone scissors and cloth."

Another guy nodded: "No problem!"

The young man raised his hand and said, "Stone scissors...haha... King of Hell, you lost."

"Damn, why do you lose every time?" The King of Hell got out of the car cursed and was stunned when he saw the figure. Because he had met, he was outside the county party committee compound. Although he had a quick look, it gave him a deep impression.
Chapter completed!