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beep...

Hearing the quiet beep coming from the phone, Wen Changqing frowned slightly and prayed silently, "Lao Fan, answer the phone quickly. You must answer the phone. The situation is extremely urgent."

"Old Fan, why didn't you answer the phone? Why did you go there? I'm so anxious."

The ringing sounded for a while, but the call was not connected. This made Wen Changqing sweat so anxiously that the palm of his hand holding the phone was slightly sweaty.

He was desperate, so he thought of looking for Lao Fan. After all, Lao Fan was in the special forces and was familiar with the system inside. He was tactful and knew how to get entangled in such matters.

Now, only Lao Fan can save himself!

"Quickly answer the phone!"

After the full power-on ringtone, Wen Changqing waited for the beeping sound of the phone hanging up, which made him even more anxious and angry.

"Where did Lao Fan die? Why didn't you answer the phone?"

"Have you heard about what happened to me and are you afraid to answer the phone?"

Wen Changqing looked at Fan Tianlei's name on the phone screen and felt indescribably uncomfortable.

If Lao Fan's clue was cut off, he would really have no room for maneuver.

The penalty documents have just come out. Didn't Lao Fan know the news so soon?

"Yeah, he definitely doesn't know. He's just too busy."

"Or, I haven't contacted you for a long time, and Lao Fan is unfamiliar. Please contact me again."

Wen Changqing took a deep breath and called Lao Fan again in order to hug Lao Fan's thigh.

During this period of time, due to the rise of Chen Jun, he rarely cooperated with Fan Tianlei. Even so, the comradeship relationship is still there, right?

During the annual Red Conflict Exercise, the two of them were close partners. In terms of developing undercover agents, Lao Fan gave him a lot of advice. It can be said that this is the person who cooperates best with Langya.

We must find the resourceful Lao Fan. Only Lao Fan can save himself from dire straits.

Wen Changqing was full of expectations and plucked up the courage to continue waiting for Lao Fan to answer the phone. However, the phone rang for a long time and still did not get through.

Sure enough, I can’t eat hot tofu in a hurry!

No matter how anxious Wen Changqing was, it was no use. The call still didn't get through. Then, he spent the whole morning feeling depressed.

In the afternoon, Wen Changqing still refused to give up and continued to call Lao Fan. As long as Lao Fan stepped forward and had a nice word with the superiors, they would understand his hard work and revoke the punishment.

In that case, he would still be the top leader of the East China Sea Hall and could avenge his son. Besides, he had built a lot of connections, especially those agents, and there were several others, so he couldn't lose them like this.

These are hard-won, and only he knows the bitterness in them, so they can't be voided like this.

My son's hatred cannot be let go just like this...

Wen Changqing can let go of his dignity and grades, but the only thing he can't let go of is his son's revenge. Even if he is allowed to stay in his place first, avenge his son, and then be punished, he is willing to do so.

"Lao Fan, please answer the phone. God, please tell Lao Fan to answer the phone. I'm really desperate. You must help me..."

After Wen Ju's tireless prayers, the call finally got through. Wen Ju's hoarse voice immediately rang out, "Old Fan, my God, what's wrong with you? Why did you just answer the phone now?"

Seeing that the call was finally connected, Director Wen was so excited that he almost cried, and his voice was full of tears. Such a voice directly blinded Fan Tianlei who answered the phone.

"Old Wen, what's the matter with you? You've got a seizure. Why have you called me hundreds of times? Do you want to treat me to dinner? Are you in such a hurry?"

invite to a meal?

Lao Fan's directness made Wen Ju a little uncomfortable, but his reaction was quite quick. He immediately picked up the topic and said, "Yes, I'm treating you. Do you have time?"

Really treating guests to dinner? ?

Fan Tianlei's mind went blank. He didn't know what to say for a moment. Instead, he had a feeling that he had spoken too quickly and would fall into Wen Ju's trap.

In the past, no matter what kind of exercises or tasks, this guy, Wen Bureau, had never treated anyone, he was a tough guy.

Who doesn't know that asking Wen Ju, the iron cock, to treat him would be like killing him, so what he said just now was also a joke.

Unexpectedly, Wen Ju climbed up the vine and answered in one breath.

"Can I eat this meal?"

Fan Tianlei's first reaction was to question. After all, Wen Ju's answer had completely overturned his understanding of Wen Ju.

In fact, he also felt that he was cheated enough. Usually with a bottle of wine in his left hand and a roast chicken in his right hand, he could treat Kang Tuan to a treat and abduct a few good soldiers from the other side.

Even so, he felt that he was not as good as this Wen Ju. After all, he still went there with his things. At least he was sincere, right?

And this guy, Wen Ju, just used his mouth to ask for help, and he didn't even bother to buy everyone a sip of water.

Today, this guy actually agreed to treat me. Has the sun come out in the west?

Fan Tianlei suspected that the call he received was not from Bureau Wen, and he deliberately looked at the phone, and after confirming it, he asked tentatively: "Commissioner Wen, are you stimulated by something?"