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He Qianying paused and continued to add: "Besides, I'm already a department-level cadre. I wanted to correct you last time, but I just forgot when I got busy."

"Haha, isn't that right, the promotion is pretty fast!" The prodigal son said with a smile.

"Of course, Liang Chu is desperate to work." He Qianying nodded and said.

"I said, as a member of Guoan, you don't have to do anything. You still have time to hang out with us?" After leading He Qianying to the office, the prodigal son poured her a glass of water.

"Nonsense, I don't need to rest for 360 days a year, don't I need to rest?" He Qianying gave the prodigal son a pair of hygienic balls.

"Uh... I heard that several major incidents happened in your Guoan last year. It should be smooth now, right?" The prodigal son once heard Cheng Feng talk about this incident.

"Well, that's right, I finally managed to slow down."

He Qianying doesn't seem to want to discuss this topic in depth, it probably has something to do with the nature of her work.

The work of the National Security Bureau is a job with a high degree of secrecy. In many cases, even the closest people do not know what their jobs are.

"Guoan's job is so dangerous, why haven't you considered changing jobs?" The prodigal son asked, changing the subject.

"It's up to you, I like this job, okay? Besides, I haven't worked for a few years, can you not discourage my enthusiasm!" He Qianying gave him a pair of sanitation balls again.

"Uh...that, I'll show you around." The prodigal son knew he couldn't argue with her, otherwise he would definitely be looking for it himself.

That night, Cheng Feng took several brothers and sisters from the Dragon Soul Mercenary Corps to hold a small welcome party for He Qianying, and asked Jiang Yucheng to arrange a private room. The group went crazy until the early hours of the morning.

The next day, Cheng Feng gave the prodigal son a death order, and he had to take He Qianying around Yanhai until He Qianying was satisfied.

Cheng Feng has already seen that He Qianying and the prodigal son are definitely intended by Lang Youqing's concubine, but both of them are too embarrassed to pierce the window paper, so as the prodigal son's boss, he has the responsibility to give them a push.

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After making arrangements for the prodigal son and He Qianying, Cheng Feng brought Ghost Hand and Mantis to follow Han Mengqi to Suzhou City the next day.

This time, it was because the project of Runhong Company encountered another bottleneck. When the company was applying for a construction project planning permit, it encountered difficulties from the government department.

At noon, several people came to the office of the Sioux City company, and the general manager of the Sioux City company received them.

"Mr. Feng, what's going on? Isn't everything settled?" Han Mengqi asked with a slight frown.

"Mr. Han, I asked someone to find out. I guess it has something to do with what happened last time. The head of the planning bureau is brother-in-law to Kong Demao, and both belong to the deputy mayor Qin Quanzhi." Feng Zesheng, the general manager of Sioux City, said .

"It's Qin Quanzhi again?" Cheng Feng continued thoughtfully, "Let's meet with the head of the Planning Bureau in the afternoon and see how he responds."

"Yeah!" Han Mengqi nodded, and this is the only way to deal with it now.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, led by Feng Zesheng, Cheng Feng and the others arrived at the office of Secretary Zhou Yuntao of the Planning Bureau.

"Hello, Secretary Wu, I'm Feng Zesheng from Runhong Company who contacted you this morning. Is Director Zhou in?" Feng Zesheng asked.

"Director Zhou is on the phone, please wait for a while." The secretary glanced at Cheng Feng and the others, except for Han Mengqi who stayed on Han Mengqi's face for a while, he seemed to ignore everyone else.

"Well, okay, then please ask Secretary Wu to inform me later." After Feng Zesheng finished speaking, he led everyone to wait in the living room beside him.

The wait lasted an hour, during which Feng Zesheng urged him three times, but the secretary's reply was to wait.

For the fourth time, Feng Zesheng just stood up, Cheng Feng stopped him: "President Feng, sit down for a while, I'll go."

Then he and Gui Shou came to the secretary's office: "Secretary Wu, Director Zhou hasn't finished calling yet?"

"I said what's the matter with you? I will come to remind you in a few minutes. Is it annoying? Didn't I tell you to wait? I will tell you when Director Zhou is well." The secretary glanced at them and said. A hint of cunning flashed.

Snapped!
Cheng Feng didn't talk nonsense with him at all, he just slapped him across the face, and immediately slapped him to the ground.

He has concluded that the other party must be deliberately making things difficult for him and others. For this kind of person, the best solution is to be simple and rude.

"You... you... how dare you hit someone?" The secretary didn't react for a while. He never dreamed that he would be slapped by the person who came to ask him to do something. This is so unbelievable.

"Why don't you dare, I dare to fight your bureau chief, believe it or not?" Cheng Feng ignored him, and kicked open the door of Zhou Yuntao's office vigorously.

blah blah blah!

The secretary's jaw dropped to the ground. He didn't expect the other party to dare to do it. Do they still want to do something?

Whoa, whoa, whoa!
Zhou Yuntao, who was drinking tea slowly inside, was choked suddenly. He didn't expect someone to be so bold.

As Feng Zesheng introduced, he is the deputy mayor Qin Quanzhi. A few days ago, he received a call from Mayor Qin asking him to get the planning permit of Runhong Company.

In addition, he heard that the person in charge of this Runhong company sent Kong Demao to the Commission for Discipline Inspection, so he asked the people below to seize the license of Runhong company without hesitation.

"Presumptuous, who are you?" Zhou Yuntao asked after he stabilized his emotions.

"Hey, Director Zhou is very leisurely!" Cheng Feng strolled to Zhou Yuntao's desk, and at this time, the secretary also rushed in stumbling.

The three of Han Mengqi also walked in behind.

"Zhou...Director Zhou, he...they..." the secretary said out of breath.

"Shut up!" Cheng Feng glared at him and continued to talk to Zhou Yuntao: "Director Zhou, when are you going to receive us?"

"Get out immediately, or I'll call the police!" Zhou Yuntao shouted angrily, pointing at Cheng Feng.

Cheng Feng ignored him at all, his eyes sank, he grabbed the other's finger, and then broke it hard.

Click!

Zhou Yuntao's index finger was snapped off abruptly.

"Ah!" Zhou Yuntao suddenly cried out in pain.

hiss!
The secretary and Feng Zesheng, who didn't understand Cheng Feng's style of work, suddenly gasped.

"Is Director Zhou free to receive us now?" Cheng Feng asked after releasing the other's finger.

"You...you wait for me, I must make you look good!" Zhou Yuntao gritted his teeth and continued: "Xiao Wu, call the police!"