[Thunderbolt] Your sister

1. Flower market

Speaking of the flower market, Feng Qianxue had a particularly deep impression on her.

During the Spring Festival when she was four years old, the weather was fine, and the streets and alleys were already overcrowded four or five days before.

The Zheshan Army has just been transferred to the serious crime team, and they are very busy, and they are worried that Feng Qianxue will be at home alone. After all, it is the end of the year, and the children should go out to see the fun, so they call Mo Chenyin to help take care of them .

Mo Chenyin had just entered university at the time, and was free to work every day during the winter vacation. Hearing that her little niece had no one to accompany her, she immediately agreed to Zhe Shan, asking her boss for leave in the afternoon, and then going home to take Feng Qianxue out.

"Qianxue, how about going to the flower market with fourth uncle?"

"it is good."

Mo Chenyin stuck the big hair bow that came with her part-time job on her head, and the uncle and nephew went to the flower market.

The accident happened when Mo Chenyin was buying a windmill.

A group of middle school students jostled and jostled past, Feng Qianxue was surrounded by the crowd and lost her direction, looking around for her fourth uncle.

A middle-aged man in a police uniform came over and knelt down in front of her, with a smile on his face and asked gently: "My child, where are Mom and Dad?"

Feng Qianxue shook her head.

"Go to the police station with uncle, okay? I'll help you find your parents in a while."

As the adopted daughter of Zhe Shanjun, a police officer in the serious crime team of the General Police Bureau in a difficult situation, Feng Qianxue obediently followed her uncle out of trust in the people's police.

As the number of people around began to decrease and the road began to deviate, she realized that something was wrong.The police uniform this man is wearing seems to be fake.

But she didn't dare to resist directly, so she had to passively be dragged away while looking around for help.

When she was not far from the parking area of ​​a large shopping mall, her eyes finally lit up.

It was a clean back street with only one or two small shops.

At the entrance of one of the canteens, a thin man in black stood.

Although Feng Qianxue had never met him, she remembered his face.In Dad's crime scene work album, this uncle appeared. He was very thin. Compared with the round-faced uncle next to him, he looked very serious.

Seeing the savior, Feng Qianxue gained courage, suddenly stopped, pointed at the canteen and yelled: "I want to eat cotton candy!"

"May I buy it for you later?"

"I want to eat, I want to eat!"

Xu was afraid of attracting other people's attention, so that person had no choice but to carefully lead her to the canteen. Just as she was about to pay, Feng Qianxue used all her strength to break free from his hand and rushed forward - tightly hugging the thigh of the man in black.

"What are you doing, come here!"

The man panicked.

Tan Wuyu lowered his head with the change he got back, looked inexplicably at the little girl who suddenly hugged him, and then turned his questioning eyes to the strange man pretending to be a policeman.

"I'm sorry, this kid..."

Before the fake policeman had a chance to speak, Feng Qianxue hugged Tan Wuyu's thigh even tighter, and said loudly, "I don't know you, liar and human trafficker!"

Officer Tan immediately frowned and looked at the counterfeit policeman. Years of work experience quickly helped him understand the situation: "Are you a policeman?"

"Uh...yes, I'm going to take her to find her parents..."

"Which branch is it, and what is the number?"

"..."

The copycat policeman froze for a moment, but was left speechless when asked.

Tan Wuyu became more and more convinced that the visitor was not kind: "I happen to be a policeman too, why don't we send her to find her parents?"

The face of the fake policeman changed when he heard the words, and he ran away.

Tan Wuyu wanted to chase after him, but Feng Qianxue was still hugging his thighs. Just as he was in a hurry, he saw a figure coming out from the back door of the shopping mall from a distance, and hurriedly shouted: "Mu Shaoai!"

In his left hand, Mu Shaoai was carrying a large bag of baby milk powder and diapers he bought for Ah Jiu, and in his right hand was holding a baby walker. Hearing the shouts from his old partner, he knew that something was wrong. He tripped the fleeing fake policeman with a leg and smashed him on the back of the neck with a baby walker, successfully subduing the suspect.

In an instant, Mu Shaoai really wanted to give him 1 likes for his wit.

"Thank you, Uncle." Feng Qianxue thanked Tan Wuyu and Mu Shaoai for escaped safely.

Mu Shaoai asked with a smile: "It's about kids, why do you trust us so much, aren't you afraid that we are bad people?"

Feng Qianxue stared at Tan Wuyu and replied, "I've seen this uncle. He was investigating cases with another fat uncle. My father has a photo."

"what?"

"Your father is..."

"Ocher Army."

"It turned out to be the daughter of the Ocher Army." After handing over the trafficker to the police, Mu Shaoai threw the large and small bags in his hand into the trunk, and was about to send Feng Qianxue to find Mo Chenyin.

Tan Wuyu muttered in his heart what "fat uncle" was all about.

...until the police station held an annual meeting, and after the meeting, the Shirt Army came to thank them. Mu Shaoai asked about it gossipingly, and the Shirt Army said honestly: "Ah, I have a plain card with me and it's really good for nothing." I want photos from the scene."

"..."

"Hahahahaha!!!"

"Hey hey hey, where does the inferior get fat?!"

"Pfft...well, you're not fat, you just have a big face."

"Wait a minute, I'm the fat uncle? Then Tan Wuyu is not the skinny uncle..."

"Su, return, true!"

Since then, the sun and moon talents of the Police Headquarters in a difficult situation have had new nicknames - Fat Toutuo and Thin Toutuo.

……

As the new year approached, Feng Qianxue picked a pot of yellow dancing orchids in the flower market as a gift for Thin Toutuo, oh no, Uncle Tan.

2. Annual meeting

"Chairman, this year's company's annual meeting is tentatively scheduled for next Wednesday, please see if there is anything that needs to be revised on the agenda."

Feng Qianxue put the reprinted schedule on Longsu's desk.

Long Su half-lyed in the super comfortable luxurious leather chair with a cigar in his mouth, puffing and puffing, with a lazy face; Mu Xianfeng was slowly brewing Kung Fu tea at the side.

Feng Qianxue showed great patience for this kind of scene, even after receiving hints from Long Su's eyes, she sat across from Mu Xianfeng and started drinking tea.

As the first private enterprise independently financed and established out of the old system of the three religions, Rumen Tianxia has long been able to compete with the old and well-known enterprises in its strength and reputation; the founder Shulou Longsu started with education and eventually developed into real estate, home improvement The legendary stories of comprehensive business giants in multiple fields such as jewelry, clothing, etc. are regarded as inspirational models by many entrepreneurs, and some embarrassing slogans have also been derived, such as "If you can't be a rich second generation, you have to be rich." To be a rich generation" "A rich second generation who does not surpass the rich generation is not a good rich second generation" o(╯□╰)o

But to be honest, Boss Long's entrepreneurial history can only be used as a reference forever, that is, just listen to it.

After all, not everyone can be black and white, and black and white can make people confused, and not everyone can teach the company from executives to employees to be submissive while being gorgeous and high-profile. Don't you see how many years the financial crisis and financial tsunami have been raging, and the world of Confucianism is still standing magnificently on this magical land of misery?

Feng Qianxue originally came here for the enviable treatment of the Confucian sect. After observing Boss Long up close, she still feels that her boss is really unfathomable and bottomless.

Therefore, it is normal for such a boss with personality to have personality in his working methods.

Boss Long doesn't like noisy places, so the entire Confucian sect turned a blind eye to the annual meeting as if he was suffering from procrastination. He procrastinated again and again, until all the bosses called to ask about the date, and then they procrastinated to Long Su. Submit the proposal.

In this room, Long Su finished smoking and drinking tea, finally picked up the planning book, glanced casually, and added: "This year, we must invite Ms. Jianzi Xianji, and leave the rest as it is."

Feng Qianxue took out a notebook with a serious face and wrote it down, and finally asked for advice: "Is the invitation card matched with Mr. Jianzi?"

"of course."

Mu Xianfeng covered her mouth and smiled.

Afterwards, Long Su signed several more documents, and Feng Qianxue glanced at the top one, "Year-end Bonus Improvement Plan for Confucian Schools in XXXX", and was overjoyed.

It’s great that Boss Long cares so much about the treatment of employees~(≧▽≦)/~

In the second week, the annual meeting of Rumen Tianxia Group was held in Longmen Road as scheduled. From the layout of the venue to the participants, everything was in a gorgeous and unparalleled style.

After the big bosses finished their speeches, Mu Xianfeng accompanied Long Su to watch Jian Zi and Xian Ji. As Long Su's business secretary, Feng Qianxue didn't have so much free time. .

After the arrangements were made, she had time to rest, and hurriedly looked around for delicious food.

Just kidding, the Confucian school on the tip of the tongue is also famous, okay, if you start too late, you will have nothing to eat.

Zhao Muzun had been watching his niece busy for a long time, and seeing that she was free, he greeted the person he was talking with and came here.

"Qianxue."

"Second uncle."

"It seems that you have adapted well in Confucianism."

"Of course, Boss Long is a very good person." Feng Qianxue smiled and showed a row of white teeth: "Why didn't you seem to see your female companion today?"

Just as she was talking, a beautiful woman approached on a catwalk, and affectionately took Zhao Muzun's arm: "Azhao, this is your niece? Hello, I am a illusionist."

"...Uh, hello."

Isn't it the five-color bewitching girl... why did she change?

"Azhao" and so on, so affectionately... Feng Qianxue once again expressed her admiration for her second uncle's pick-up skills, and this year's Chinese New Year, there is a new gossip to share with her third uncle.

3. New Year's Eve

There was a popping sound from the casserole.

Feng Qianxue heard the doorbell in the kitchen, probably the second and third uncles had come, and they were still cutting mushrooms, so she called out, "Dad, open the door."

This new house has been lived in for nearly half a year. The third uncle asked Qiqiao God Camel to help design and decorate it. The most worth mentioning is the kitchen, which can be called a master-level luxury equipment, which fully reflects Yin Qiujun's high-end foodie attributes.

The old house before is now rented to a few foreign students from Japan. One of them is a sophomore boy named Amakusa who hits it off with her father. From time to time, he brings people over to eat, with a sweet mouth. ", which made Feng Qianxue embarrassed to drive her out.

Since she was working, Zhe Shanjun would inevitably be bored at home alone, and it would be nice to have Amakusa and Date, the manga duo, to amuse him.

After a long period of intensive feeding [error], the ocher army's physical condition has improved a lot, but Feng Qianxue refused to allow him to return to the Police Headquarters, so he is considering finding some free time to do it recently to pass the time.

Just as the oven time was set, the kitchen sliding door was pulled open. She turned her head and looked at the person leaning against the door in surprise.

"You really know how to go to the kitchen?"

Huangfu Shuangren walked in to visit on his own, as if he was a leader inspecting.

"Big brother..."

Huangfu Xiaochan pushed the wheelchair and followed behind with a look of embarrassment.

It was only then that Feng Qianxue came to her senses, and quickly stopped the dangerous move of the young master Huangfu who did not touch the lid of the pressure cooker, "You two, wait in the living room first. Dad—the tea is on the second floor of the cabinet."

Pushed the two Huangfu brothers out of the kitchen, quickly chopped the shiitake mushrooms and ingredients, tidied up and walked out of the kitchen, before taking a few steps, the doorbell rang again, Feng Qianxue pedaled to open the door, and the second and third uncles finally arrived.

But this situation...

Seeing the Huangfu brothers sitting in the living room, Zhao Muzun automatically switched to business mode: "Mr. Huangfu, nice to meet you."

"Where, I came without warning."

Yin Qiujun sat at the side indifferently, glanced at the high-end tonics piled up beside the sofa, and his expression eased a little: "Why is Mr. Huangfu free to come?"

"Because of emotion and reason, it is always time to visit the door."

"Ha, is that right? Mr. Huangfu has also started to reason."

"Of course, I ask myself no more unreasonable than your Excellency."

Feng Qianxue turned a blind eye to the flashes of light and flint in the air, and replaced the green tea in front of the ocher army with stewed ginger tea, and helped Huangfu Xiaochan transfer from the wheelchair to the sofa, and put a wool blanket on his knees.

Because of her and Huangfu Xiaochan's matter, Yin Qiujun and Huangfu Shuangren both fought openly and secretly for N rounds, so it's better for her not to get involved.

The ocher army probably felt that the atmosphere was unbearable, so they changed the subject to talk about Yuren Feixie: "Qianxue, your elder brother is also on duty today?"

"Yes." With a sigh of relief, Feng Qianxue continued to change the subject: "Third Uncle, the ingredients are all ready, Buddha Jumping the Wall is just waiting for you to make a move."

Yin Qiujun hummed, got up and went to the kitchen, and the atmosphere of tit-for-tat eased a lot.

The usually taciturn ocher army was unexpectedly witty today, and took out two red envelopes from his jacket pocket and handed them to Feng Qianxue and Huangfu Xiaochan: "

Happy New Year. "

...Wait, why does he even have to give out New Year's money!

Feng Qianxue looked at Huangfu Xiaochan's silent expression for a moment, unable to complain.

Seeing this, Zhao Muzun also took the red envelope, which was quite thick by visual inspection.

Huangfu Shuangren sat stiffly for a while, and finally took out a red envelope and put it in front of Feng Qianxue, and said with a trace of reluctance: "Happy New Year."

"Cough...Happy New Year."

……

Eight dishes and one soup, the hot aroma filled the surroundings.

After a few cups of hot wine, Yin Qiujun didn't have such a bad face just now, and even started to introduce the recipe of unique pastries.

The new WeChat notification sounded, Feng Qianxue picked up the phone, and Bai Xuepiao's sharp voice sounded: "Qianxue, when will you come to Daojing? Chi Yunran misses you very much. Make a call before you come, and I will pick you up at the airport. By the way, bring your boyfriend with you!"

Bowing her head and taking a mouthful of rice, Feng Qianxue raised the corners of her mouth slightly.

It's another year... and happy new year.

4. Wanjia lights

As we all know, the profession of police is not only a tragedy, but also a tragedy.

No matter what the festival is, it is a floating cloud for the Distressed Police Headquarters.

In the conference hall, the dragon's roar of a page echoed in every corner.

In the intelligence department, Qin Jiaxian held a mountain of investigation data to sort out and summarize.

In the firearms department, Qu Shitu is repeatedly inspecting and adjusting the newly arrived weapons.

In the forensic department, in front of Mu Shaoai were two corpses of victims that needed to be examined.

Not to mention the Serious Cases Division, which is out on mission, and the Security Division, which is on duty in various public places.

Tan Wuyu walked in the empty police hall carrying two boxes, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows were bright lights from Wanjia.

It's the night of New Year's Eve.

This is Distress Police Headquarters.

This is a place where there is never rest and relaxation.

This is a strong line of defense to protect the tranquility of the plight.

Gently pushing open the door of the Special Operations Office, Su Huan really explained the arrest plan to everyone with a serious face.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, everyone turned their heads in unison.

Tan Wuyu, the former deputy chief of the special operations department, raised the box in his hand and shook it expressionlessly: "The night is long, let's cut two catties of cake."

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