Is it an illusion to always be loved by NPCs? [Quick Transmigration]

Cheng Zhan froze on the spot, his expression was full of bewilderment, and he opened his mouth in a daze.

"I……"

He wanted to say something, but after a long while, he couldn't say a word.

The rain was getting heavier, there was a crackling sound from the umbrella surface, and the thunder buzzed in the clouds in the distance. There was no pedestrian on the street, and it was empty.

Jiang Mi looked at Cheng Zhan quietly under the umbrella, and Cheng Zhan's embarrassed figure was reflected in his eyes.

Cheng Zhan slowly stretched out his pale hand to take off his glasses, then wiped his face with his hand, and then put the glasses back on.

"Sorry……"

Jiang Mi lowered her eyes, "It's okay, you can go, I will pretend that I didn't hear what you said today."

"Sorry……"

Jiang Mi looked up at him again, "Hold the umbrella, I'm going back, you can go too."

After speaking, Jiang Mi turned back to the courtyard with the umbrella in his left hand, closed the courtyard door, and never looked at Cheng Chan again.

Through the hazy rain, Jiang Mi's back gradually drifted away.

Jiang Mi didn't know if Cheng Chan left after he left, but when He Huai returned to the mansion at night, he walked in with a suspicious expression, holding a wet umbrella in his hand.

He Huai looked up at Jiang Mi and asked casually, "Brother Jiang, why is our umbrella outside?"

Jiang Mi looked over, paused, and then looked away from the dripping umbrella, not planning to tell He Huai what happened today, "I don't know."

He Huai was puzzled and said "huh?", although Monk Erzhang couldn't figure it out, he didn't think about it, and he forgot it in a blink of an eye.

On the second day, Jiang Mi's monthly vacation was over.

So he and He Huai went back to work in the police station as usual.

The people in the hall didn't wink any more, and they knew that the new director must have an extraordinary background, otherwise, if he had no background and no status in the series of political reforms that had just been in office, he would have to change tomorrow. Lying in the street.

The previous directors had all been in harmony with those forces. I will open the back door for you, and you will give me benefits. We each get our own, and there is no conflict of interest. Naturally, we are safe.

After all, it is not them who are suffering, but ordinary people who are suffering. If something happens, there is no place to seek justice.

After Jiang Mi's rectification, the atmosphere in the hall was much better. Everyone performed their duties, busy with this and that all day long, and they no longer ate and waited to die like before.

Some people still have some ambitions in their hearts when they came to this police station, but it was also caused by the general environment, which made them gradually drift with the tide and muddle along.

After Jiang Mi took office, some people were naturally happy and some were not, but everyone kept it in private and no longer showed it on the surface.

On this day, Jiang Mi was looking through the tax and collection accounts in the office.

He Huai pushed the door open and came in.

"Brother Jiang, the Qin family really sent someone here, saying that they will treat you to dinner the day after tomorrow. I have already agreed to what you said earlier."

After finishing speaking, He Huai sneered, with a hint of sarcasm on his face, "Who doesn't know what the Qin family means? The previous directors would come to invite people to dinner when they took office. Don't they just want to coerce and lure people to open the back door, hmph."

Jiang Mi lowered his eyes halfway, he understood that when he came back to Winter City, few people knew about it, except Cheng Zhan and the others.

Naturally, the Qin family wouldn't know about it, so they came here to invite him to dinner without any fear.

The Qin family has always been selling salt in the past dynasties.

Now the sale of salt is not all controlled by the government, there are also many private salt merchants, but private salt merchants have to pay very high taxes.

But perhaps because of the sky high in the winter city and the emperor's distance, the phenomena of smuggling salt and tax evasion are particularly serious.

However, through more than ten years of suppression, the Qin family has become the dominant player in the smuggling and salt sales business in Winter City. Although there are some other salt sellers, none of them can compare to the Qin family's limelight.

Now that Qin Zhishan is old, and the Qin family has no capable people for the time being, this dominance is gradually fading, but it is still a skinny camel that is bigger than a horse.

Jiang Mi finished thinking, looked up at He Huai, with a cold look in his eyes, "Have I done everything I said before?"

He Huai couldn't help but straighten his face, and stood up straight. He naturally knew that Jiang Mi was hostile to the Qin family. A big deal."

Jiang Mi nodded, and closed the account in his hand. The tax account on it was obviously wrong, and the discrepancy was huge.

The Qin family relied on this method to amass money crazily and greedily.

And what Jiang Mi has to do is to completely cut off the Qin family's way.

Until the day after tomorrow.

Jiang Mi and He Huai were invited to the appointment.

The place to eat is the Four Seasons Spring Hall in Winter City. The Four Seasons Spring Hall has a long history in Winter City, and the decoration is also in the old style, with red walls and green tiles, and the cornices reflect the sky.

As soon as Jiang Mi and He Huai walked in, someone came up to meet them.

"Two, please come inside."

Jiang Mi remained calm and did not speak, while He Huai smiled and said, "Thank you for leading the way."

The two were led all the way to a wing room. There was only an emerald bead curtain in front of the door, not even a shelter, and they looked very open and open.

Jiang Mi and He Huai opened the curtain and went in, and saw a person sitting at the round wooden table in the room at a glance.

The man was dressed in a long gown and looked about 50 to [-] years old, with a short beard on his chin, drooping eyelids with deep folds, and his eyes were full of shrewd calculations of a businessman.

That person is Qin Zhishan's younger brother, Qin Er'an.

Seeing Jiang Mi and the others walk in, Qin Er'an let out a long laugh.

"Please sit down, both of you, please sit down."

Jiang Mi and He Huai nodded as a signal, and then found a place to sit around the table.

"I only heard that there is a new recruit in the police department. I never thought that such a young director is indeed a formidable young man, hahaha." Qin Er'an looked Jiang Mi's eyes and praised him.

Jiang Mi smiled quietly, "Mr. Qin is absurd."

Qin Er'an withdrew his gaze from Jiang Mi, and looked at He Huai, "This is also a good-looking talent."

He Huai smiled and said: "Where is it, I think Mr. Qin is very personable, elegant and easy-going."

Qin Er'an picked up the teacup in his hand, smiled and shook his head, "I've heard what you said, but I can't believe it all, I have to admit it when I'm old."

Several people exchanged a few polite words.

Then someone came in for new tea, served wine and some side dishes to go with the wine.

Jiang Mi and He Huai were not restrained, and started eating with chopsticks.

Qin Er'an picked up the jug and looked over, "Can the two of you drink?"

Jiang Mi put down his chopsticks, his eyes were flat, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile: "Of course I can drink it, Mr. Qin."

He Huai sat on the side, chewing peanuts, and nodded grumblingly.

Qin Er'an laughed, "Hey, I'm afraid you two won't drink, come on, let's have a few drinks."

Qin Er'an stood up, bowed his body and was about to pour wine for Jiang Mi and He Huai. Jiang Mi pushed the wine glass forward, and the crystal clear wine poured down the spout to fill the glass.

While pouring the wine, Qin Er'an said meaningfully: "I'm away from home. If I can't drink, this road will be difficult. I think the two of you drink well. This road must be much easier than other people."

Jiang Mi rested his fingers on the edge of the porcelain white cup, and the swaying wine surface rippled in circles, making Jiang Mi's expression difficult to see clearly. He said calmly: "Mr. Qin is talking about nature."

He Huai continued to chew peanuts beside him without raising his head. Anyway, he was not the protagonist of this banquet, and it was the two people around him who were going to and fro.

"I know that you must have some ambitions when you come to work in Winter City. I appreciate it very much. I just want to form a friendship with you. If you don't dislike it, we will come and go often in the future and share the blessings."

Qin Er'an picked up the wine glass and pointed towards Jiang Mi's direction, but smiled and said nothing, his eyes narrowed with deep lines.

Jiang Mi also laughed, and lightly touched Qin Er'an's wine glass with his left hand, "It's disrespectful."

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After everyone drinks for three rounds.

Qin Er'an saw that Jiang Mi was still on the right track, and knew that Jiang Mi might have a bright future in the future, so he secretly thought about bringing him over. When he came to power the Qin family, he would have to deal with this person. Thinking this way, he The attitude is becoming more and more kind.

"Hey, if Director Jiang is willing to get close to me, I am older than you. If not, you can call me Brother Qin, and I will call you Brother Jiang. We will come here as our own children in the future, and there will be less quarrels." .”

Jiang Mi looked down at the wine glass in his hand, his eyes darkened slightly, the name Brother Qin reminded him of a person unconsciously, but he didn't want to think about it any more, it was just annoying.

So Jiang Mi looked up quietly, "Naturally, Brother Qin."

But as soon as he finished speaking, the crisp sound of bead curtains colliding came from behind.

Qin Er'an frowned, looked behind Jiang Mi, and said in a puzzled tone, "Cheng Zhan, why are you here?"

Jiang Mi paused slightly with the hand holding the wine glass, and then returned to normal, very calm and calm.

But He Huai, who had been burying his head in his meal next to him, could clearly feel that Jiang Mi's whole body was a little cold, and then he looked up at the person by the door, thinking about it in his heart, curled his lips and didn't plan to take a step, and then bowed his head again to pick up the rice.

Cheng Zhan walked into the room, frowned slightly, and said in a quick tone, "Mr. Qin's illness is getting worse, and now he can't even open his eyes. The Qin family has heard the news. I'll come and let you know."

Qin Er'an stood up unconsciously, and Mr. Qin naturally knew who he was talking about, his immortal brother.

A few years ago, Qin Zhishan suddenly fell ill, he couldn't walk, he couldn't even speak, so he had to rely on his goddaughter and godson-in-law to take care of him.

The Qin family was anxious and worried on the surface, but in their hearts they were looking forward to his early death, but they were also worried about who Qin Zhishan would delegate power to. The Qin family was now afraid of each other and wished they could stay by Qin Zhishan's bedside all the time.

Now that Qin Zhishan is about to die of illness, Qin Er'an was afraid that the other Qin family members would take the power over. Knowing that now was not the time to delay, he looked anxiously at Jiang Mi, and cupped his hands and said, "Brother Jiang, really There is something urgent at home, so I will go back first."

Jiang Mi smiled lightly as if he didn't see the person behind him at all, "It's okay, Brother Qin, you can go back first."

Qin Er'an nodded, turned around and strode away immediately. He rubbed Cheng Zhan's shoulder and went out, left Sijichun Hall, and rushed to Qin Zhishan's house.

The room immediately became quiet, except for the sound of He Huai eating and drinking soup.

Jiang Mi put down the wine glass in his hand, looked at He Huai, "I'll go out for a while."

After speaking, Jiang Mi got up to leave, Cheng Chan was standing beside him, but Jiang Mi didn't even look away.

Jiang Mi's drinking capacity is the same as before, very weak. In the past four years, Jiang Mi has also trained deliberately, but his drinking capacity still hasn't increased.

So Jiang Mi basically doesn't drink much on weekdays, but today he has to drink once.

Jiang Mi came to the sink in the bathroom, turned on the faucet, held Ju Qingshui and slapped his face to make himself more awake, otherwise, Jiang Mi didn't even know if he could walk downstairs normally.

What Qin Er'an served just now was aged liquor, which is not low in strength and has great stamina.

Jiang Mi propped his hands on the sink, panting lightly, suppressing the intense burning sensation caused by the alcohol in his chest.

Until a low voice came from behind him.

"Jiang Mi... what are you doing?"

Jiang Mi raised his head and saw the person behind him through the mirror in front of him.

Cheng Zhan.

Cheng Chan was wearing a long gown, his face became thinner and his lips were light red.

Jiang Mi closed his eyes and suppressed his alcohol, "What does it have to do with you?"

"...You shouldn't have anything to do with the Qin family..."

Jiang Mi laughed lowly, his eyes darkened, "Aren't you also from the Qin family?"

Cheng Chan paused, his hands trembling slightly, he lowered his head halfway, "I know you hate the Qin family, but you shouldn't be in this muddy water..."

Jiang Mi looked up at Cheng Zhan in the mirror, "So? Shouldn't I go back to Winterfell, find a remote corner to hide my name, and then sigh every day that I survived a catastrophe, Mr. Cheng?"

The last thing Cheng Zhan could face was Jiang Mi's previous death. He immediately turned pale, the corners of his eyes were flushed, and his heart felt sore as if he had been severely grabbed.

"No, it's not...I mean, I'll help you deal with all of this...including the Qin family..."

Jiang Mi laughed, how could Cheng Chan say such a thing, "You help me deal with the Qin family, didn't you plan the violence and chaos in Hualemen at that time?"

Jiang Mi turned around, and walked towards Cheng Chan while talking, "Did you not participate in my father's accident, and you also said to help me deal with the Qin family?"

Alcohol released the anger and impulse deep in Jiang Mi's heart.

Jiang Mi walked up to Cheng Chan, put his right elbow against Cheng Chan's slender neck and threw him against the wall, and slammed the door of the bathroom next to him with his left hand and closed it.

Jiang Mi's vision is a little blurry now, and he can't see the face of the person in front of him clearly. He restrained Cheng Zhan with his elbows so that he couldn't move.

But Jiang Mi didn't notice it, he just spoke in a hoarse voice.

"You said you love me, you said help me, how ridiculous."

Cheng Chan's body trembled unconsciously, with tears at the end of his eyes, "I won't... lie again... I lied to you..."

Jiang Mi pressed his left hand against the wall, surrounded the people, and snorted, "I won't trust you anymore, Cheng Zhan, I've had enough of your deception."

Cheng Zhan's face was pale, his mouth was slightly open but he couldn't say anything, he subconsciously wanted to reach out and touch Jiang Mi.

But Jiang Mi quickly dodged it, and Jiang Mi withdrew the shackles that were pressing on Cheng Chan's neck, and turned to grab Cheng Chan's hands with his backhand and press Cheng Chan's head.

"Do not touch me."

Jiang Mi frowned and said in a low voice.

Cheng Zhan's hands were pressed high, forcing him to tighten his waist and straighten his chest. The long gown was hanging down, making him look thinner and thinner.

Jiang Mi was so drunk that he became more and more unconscious. He shackled Cheng Chan. Although he was very angry, he didn't know what to do.

At this moment, Cheng Zhan murmured, "I'm sorry..."

"What else can you say besides saying you're sorry?"

Jiang Mi half-closed his eyes and sneered.

Jiang Mi's head gradually approached Cheng Chan's neck unconsciously, and the hot breath made Cheng Chan tremble unconsciously.

Jiang Mi was so dazed that he almost closed his eyes, but he didn't relax the shackles on Cheng Chan.

Jiang Mi's profile was right next to Cheng Chan, and the two were very close.

Cheng Zhan's eyes were full of obsessive thoughts, like thorns and vines gathered his whole body, leaving only the softest inside, and his lips touched Jiang Mi's face very lightly.

Cheng Zhan's eyes were flushed, and he murmured almost piously, "...I love you..."