mayfly era

Chen Li left Xiangrong Lane, went back to Snow Palm, and met Bulbul head-on—one of the best snipers in RC, who was called "Red-eared Bulbul" because of a bright red birthmark on the lower right eyelid. Simply call it a bulbul.

Bulbuls are sent abroad all year round and rarely return to Central City.

"Hey, Xiao Chen, how are you? Are you ready to work?" Bulbul embraced Chen Li's shoulder enthusiastically, and the voice with a hanging voice that Chen Li was familiar with was like a bird singing, "Not bad, it feels good again. came back."

Chen Li smiled helplessly, and said angrily, "How does it feel? The feeling of being beaten?"

"You'd better let me write the application for retirement at once." Bulbul raised his right hand worth tens of millions and shook it in front of Chen Li with a playful smile. fee."

"You are obviously trying to blackmail me." Chen Li said.

"Xiao Chen, I'm getting married." Bulbul said suddenly.

Chen Li was taken aback for a moment, and then teased, "Who is blind?"

"It's handsome, not bad for you. I've been chasing after you for a long time. He's a flower in Buffalo. He's beautiful and has a good personality. You don't understand, but he's gentle..." Bulbul had a dreamy look on his face. The unsatisfactory appearance is even more unsightly at this moment.

"Co-author, you came back this trip to ask for gift money from the boss." Chen Li said.

Bulbul straightened the corners of its mouth, with a bitter expression on its face, "No way, I was called back by the boss!"

Chen Li's heart stopped beating, he patted Bulbul's shoulder and said, "I'll give you some gift money later."

It is not a small matter that the counter-reform can recall such rambunctious idlers as Bulbul.

Before seeing Fan Ge, he met several familiar faces whom he hadn't seen for a long time. Chen Li wanted to chat with Fan Ge about what happened on the isolated island, but seeing the crowd, he didn't say anything, and waited silently.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and Fan Ge looks a lot haggard, his gray hair is tied in a mess behind his head, and there are still a few strands of hair sticking stubbornly on his head, which is a bit funny.

When the crowd dispersed, Fan Ge waved his hand to signal Chen Li to come over.

"How is your body?" Counter-Revolution asked with concern.

"It's okay." Chen Li said.

Fan Ge leaned against the wall, pinching the space between his brows wearily, "You also know...some people have reached the age when they should have a family."

"Ah."

"In the past, they spared their lives because they didn't care about them. Now not only do they start to spare their lives, but I also don't want to."

"Ah."

"It's nothing, you can go back and rest too." Fan Ge said.

"What do you need me to do."

"I don't need it now," Fan Ge sighed, "but I will need it soon."

Chen Yue keenly sensed a bad omen from the counter-revolutionary words, but he didn't ask any questions but responded firmly, "Okay."

"Oh, that's right," Fan Ge touched his pocket and took out two bullets, "Take a look."

Chen Li took the bullet and carefully identified it, frowning a little, "The batch of airborne in the fifth round?"

"No, but if he can hide it from you, he must be able to hide it from him." Fan Ge smiled.

This special type of bullet was produced in other countries, but it suddenly appeared in the fifth bureau's equipment inventory, causing the director of the fifth bureau to fall into doubts about his innocence, because the director once had a love history with a foreign female star—— This "bottle cap" was collected by him, and he also saw the batch of bullets with his own eyes.

But what is Counter-Revolution going to do with bullets that are very similar to the fifth game airborne?

Counter-revolutionaries have their own reasons for everything they do, and Chen Li doesn't intend to ask.

"It can't be seen from the outside, but there is a difference in weight." Chen Li returned the bullet to the counter-revolutionary.

Fan Ge smiled slightly, "Thank you, Chen Ye."

He quickly realized his slip of the tongue, and said with some annoyance, "Sorry, I was a little distracted."

This title made Chen Li tense up all over.

It's not all because Fan Ge suddenly called out this name, but also because of Fan Ge's abnormal state - a person with extremely strong mental power and control, what kind of pressure can make such a person distracted and say the wrong thing.

"Why, you can't forgive me this time?" Fan Ge saw Chen Li's expression and said with a smile.

Chen Li scowled, "Only this time, this time is not an example."

It was no surprise that Chen Li walked out of Snow Palm. The two stalkers were squatting furtively in a corner, chatting with each other, and they looked like two employees who went to work to catch fish.

Chen Li walked over and blocked the way of the two of them.

Among them, the tall man pretended to be surprised a little bit slowly, and as soon as he opened his mouth, Chen Li preempted the conversation.

"Go back, don't follow me anymore, I'll go find your boss myself, let's do nothing." Chen Li said.

The tall man moved his lips and was about to say something when he was pulled back by the short man, and the two quickly left Snow Palm with their heads buried.

After driving away the two stalkers, Chen Li returned to Snow Palm, but instead of going back to the base, he went up to the second floor of the teahouse.

In the huge hall, there was only one middle-aged woman sitting on the seat by the window, drinking tea while roughly holding the refreshment. It seemed that she was peeling the skin of the refreshment. Unfortunately, the technique was amazing, the puff pastry was scattered, and no piece was complete. of.

It was a very androgynous woman with thick eyebrows and square jaw, wearing a formal black suit and trousers.She crossed her legs and dangled her feet casually.There was also a box of fine cigars at hand.

When the middle-aged woman saw Chen Yue, she showed a sassy smile, and said to Chen Yue, "It's just in time, come here, and help me peel the puff pastry."

Chen Li recognized this woman, and the counter-reformation asked them to send something to the energy company before, and it was for this person, the manager of the product development department of the first district-Song Zan.

He was downstairs just now, and accidentally glanced at the window on the second floor, saw Song Zan sitting alone by the window, and walked up.

"You came to see our boss?" Chen Li took the seat and cleaned his hands under the hand sanitizer beside him.

Song Zan didn't answer, she frowned when she saw Chen Li's trembling hand, "Is your hand useless?"

This statement is really too direct and pungent, but Chen Li disagreed, and said lightly, "It can still be used."

Song Zan smiled when he heard the words, "What an interesting kid, have you got married yet? Do you like someone older or younger than you?"

Chen Li didn't expect a woman in a high position to gossip like this, and said helplessly, "I have someone I like."

"Oh," Song Zan still didn't give up, "Then does he like you?"

Chen Li nodded.

"It's a pity." Song Zan lit a thin cigar and stuffed it into his mouth, clenched his cheeks and took a deep puff, looking like an old smoker.

"Is your company not busy?" Chen Yue asked while peeling the puff pastry.

"Company?" Song Zan raised his eyebrows and said in a casual tone, "Oh, I resigned."

Chen Li thought, no wonder an executive from an energy company came here to drink tea during working hours on weekdays.

"Can a family business still resign?"

Song Zan laughed loudly, and she waved her cigarette-holding finger in front of Chen Li's eyes, "Child, do you really not know or are you just pretending to be stupid?"

Chen Li was stunned for a moment, he was not interested in these twists and turns of personnel changes, obviously his information had not been updated, "Where are you working now?"

"My surname is Song. At that time, I was the chairman of the Economic Supervision Committee of the Third Bureau, commonly known as the director of the Third Bureau."