In Jiangyuelou's office, two figures stood at the window, carefully watching the scene downstairs.
In the yard, two policemen carried a dead body into the car and quickly drove away from the police station.
"Aren't you going to chase?" Chen Yuzhi asked doubtfully as he watched the rear headlights quickly disappear.
Jiang Yuelou closed the curtains, turned on a desk lamp in order not to attract attention, and explained to him in a low voice: "That person is in this building now, once we chase him out, we will become someone else's prey."
"What do you think about this matter?"
"Tomorrow, when the corpse returns, the real culprit will surface."
Hearing what he said, Chen Yuzhi was very surprised, but quickly realized: "Did you arrange someone outside?"
Jiang Yuelou nodded, poured a cup of hot tea and placed it in front of Chen Yuzhi. "Song Rong and Sun Yongren. Now, they should have followed."
The fragrance of tea wafted up, which relieved Chen Yuzhi's tension. He picked up the teacup and took a sip, looking at Jiang Yuelou with approval.
Jiang Yuelou took out the blanket from the cabinet and put it on the sofa, feeling a little embarrassed: "Leaving now will scare the snake away, so I'll be here tonight."
The dark gray blanket was slightly old, and it seemed that it had been frequently used by the owner. Chen Yuzhi remembered that although the two were neighbors next door, they had hardly met each other. From this point of view, this Section Chief Jiang regarded the office as his home, and would just make do for a night from time to time.
He is not such a hypocritical person, so he nodded immediately.
Didn't sleep well that night.
In the early morning, the police station, which was supposed to be quiet, became noisy for the first time.
Jin Dacheng, Qian Tongqing, Section Chief Feng and others hurried towards the meeting room. They obviously just rushed over from home, and they were all disheveled.
"What is this Jiangyue Tower up to? It's not fully lit yet, what kind of emergency meeting is there!" Jin Dacheng seemed to have not woken up yet, and was so sleepy that he yawned.
"Perhaps there has been some progress in the Jinmatang case." Qian Tongqing guessed softly beside him.
When he said this, Section Chief Feng became angry and cursed: "What a progress! The director has already left this matter to me. I checked outside for a day and almost caught a cold and found no clues. He Jiang Yue What can I find out?"
The three of them entered the meeting room together while talking, and saw a dead body covered with a white cloth on the meeting table at first sight.
Jiang Yuelou and Bai Jinbo had already sat down in the meeting room, and several other section chiefs also tried their best to avoid the corpse on the table unconsciously.
"What is this? A dead person? What are you doing here?" Jin Dacheng was taken aback and woke up from his sleepiness. He pouted to the side, feeling bad luck.
Seeing this scene, Qian Tongqing, who followed closely behind, had a look of astonishment in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal.
Section Chief Feng was even more unceremonious, and said loudly, "Section Chief Jiang, what do you mean? This is a meeting room, not a morgue."
Jiang Yuelou began to observe every section chief as soon as he entered the room, and the expressions of everyone seeing the corpse did not escape his eyes. Seeing that everyone has arrived, he gestured to Bai Jinbo beside him, stood up and smiled at everyone, "The morgue was broken into last night, and the scene is under martial law, so it's not easy to enter."
As soon as he said this, everyone was in an uproar, only Qian Tongqing was a little nervous.
"A thief? Apart from corpses in the morgue, what else is there to lose?" Jin Dacheng said bluntly.
"Chief Jin is right. It was the corpse that was thrown away, and it was the inexplicably dead corpse you brought back."
Hearing Jiang Yuelou's words, Jin Dacheng was startled, and strode forward to uncover the white cloth, and saw that lying underneath was indeed the dead body that caused him to die, the body was dusty, and there were traces of mud .
Qian Tongqing, who was very close to him, also saw the face under the white cloth, and moved slowly and silently towards the door.
"Chief Jin, if this is really lost, you will not be able to account for your muddled account."
Jiang Yuelou's half-smiling gaze aroused Jin Dacheng's anger again, and he shouted, "Where did you find it? A thief?"
"I'm afraid you have to ask Section Chief Qian about this question." Jiang Yuelou glanced at Qian Tongqing and sneered.
Jin Dacheng was confused and turned to look at Qian Tongqing. I saw that his face was ugly, he tried his best to keep calm, and said with a smile: "Chief Jiang is joking again, how could I know that."
"Chief Qian's disguise is really good." Jiang Yuelou smiled, and walked towards Qian Tongqing step by step, "I really didn't expect that it was you..."
Qian Tongqing followed his steps and took several steps back. Seeing that he had been exposed, he suddenly drew his gun and wanted to fight to the death. Unexpectedly, Jiang Yuelou reacted faster and kicked him in the air.
Song Rong, who was guarding the door, heard the movement and rushed in, restrained Qian Tongqing in twos and twos, lowered his gun, and held the gun against his head.
Everyone present was confused by this turn of events. No one thought that this weak colleague who seemed to have no sense of existence was actually a member of Jinmatang
"This... what the hell is going on?" Jin Dacheng shouted with his eyes wide open.
Regarding the analysis of the case, Jiang Yuelou had already reported it to Bai Jinbo, and he was going to give the details at this time.
"This person is not the prisoner from Jinma Hall that Section Chief Jin brought back from the arrest scene, but a scapegoat." He glanced at the corpse and didn't care about the faces of everyone looking at each other. He continued, "There were many people on the way back. There is nowhere to attack, so the person who is lurking in the police station can only take a risk in the police station."
"From the time the prisoner got off the car to the interrogation room, he had to go through two guard posts. During this period, all the actions of the police and the prisoner were within the view of the guard post. There was no blind spot, and there was no time and space for replacement."
Everyone followed Jiang Yuelou's narration in their minds, as if seeing the scene at that time.
The two policemen carried Li Chao, who was wearing a hood, from the door to the direction of the interrogation room. When passing by the door of the building, there was a guard post. Enter the building, turn to one side, and walk to the door of the interrogation room, there is also a sentry post. Two police officers pushed Li Chao into the interrogation room in sight of the sentry post.
Not long after, several people who entered rushed out of the interrogation room and shouted: "It's not good, the prisoner committed suicide!"
The conference room was very quiet at this time, only the sound of Jiang Yuelou pacing back and forth, and his unhurried analysis.
"The only place where there is a possibility of operation is in the interrogation room. During these few seconds, they are not in the sight of the sentry police. When they hear the shout, they rush in immediately, and they will take it for granted that the person who committed suicide is the prisoner." .”
Some people recalled the chaotic scene at that time. The police who heard the news ran towards the interrogation room. Everyone focused on the interrogation room, and no one noticed other unreasonable people or things.
"In fact, the real murderer has already escaped while waiting for an opportunity."
Having said that, the section chiefs began to whisper to each other, cast some puzzled eyes, and looked back and forth at Jiang Yuelou and Qian Tongqing, not knowing what these analyzes had to do with Qian Tongqing.
Jiang Yuelou walked up to Qian Tongqing, and his powerful aura forced him to look up at himself: "Am I right, Section Chief Qian?"
At this time, Qian Tongqing's face was ashen, trembling from fright, like a bereaved dog.
He opened his mouth, and before he could think of any countermeasures, he saw Bai Jinbo clapping his hands, and Sun Yongren outside the door immediately appeared in front of him escorting the police who transported the corpse in the morgue last night.
The two policemen were also disgraced and embarrassed at this time, and one of them still had a gunshot wound on his body.
When Qian Tongqing saw these two people, a trace of astonishment flashed in his eyes, and then he was completely desperate.
"What's going on, tell me." Bai Jinbo nodded to the two policemen.
Policeman A pointed at Qian Tongqing angrily: "Last night, Section Chief Qian came to me and He Jiu, and said that the corpse was poisoned and showed signs of decay, and asked us to help the trace inspection department dispose of the corpse. He Jiu and I thought that everyone is Colleague, it is only natural to do a favor, so I went..."
"Did you take the money?" Jiang Yuelou asked.
Policeman B replied in embarrassment: "Accepted... Accepted."
Policeman A hastily explained: "We dispose of the corpse, just for a little hard work. The point is, He Jiugang and I buried the corpse, and a man came out and shot us! This is a blatant homicide. long!"
"If Adjutant Song and Adjutant Sun hadn't arrived, we wouldn't know where to expose the corpse in the wilderness." Policeman B is still trembling when he thinks about it now.
Bai Jinbo waved his hand, motioning for Sun Yongren to leave the meeting room with the two policemen.
This time, everyone was shocked by the truth, and they all looked at Qian Tongqing at the same time.
Jin Dacheng hurriedly stood at a distance, avoiding suspicion with him and said: "I don't know him well, we don't have much communication."
"Section Chief Qian, this is the end of the matter, the evidence is solid, tell me, who is your upline? Does Wu Shuwei's death have anything to do with you?" This is the focus of Jiang Yuelou's concern.
Qian Tongqing grinned miserably, and after a while he laughed maniacally, his nerves were already a little abnormal.
Jiang Yuelou glared at him and shouted angrily: "Qian Tongqing! Now that you confess, you still have a chance to redeem yourself."
Unfortunately, Qian Tongqing didn't want any chance. He smiled contemptuously at Jiang Yuelou, and suddenly slammed back into Song Rong. Song Rong was staggered by him, but he held on to the gun tightly to prevent him from grabbing the gun and hurting others.
But Qian Tongqing's goal is obviously not what everyone thinks. I saw him striding towards Jin Dacheng, pulled out the gun from his waist, stuffed it into his mouth and shot suddenly.
After a gunshot, the conference room was silent. Qian Tongqing fell to the ground, his eyes widened, and a pool of bright red blood appeared on the back of his head.
Jiang Yuelou's face was extremely ugly, staring at Qian Tongqing's body, he was on the verge of fury.
The person died, the clue was broken, Bai Jinbo reluctantly announced the end of the meeting, and before leaving, he patted Jiang Yuelou on the shoulder and sighed.
Jiang Yuelou kicked open the door of his office with a livid face, walked straight to the desk and sat down, sulking.
Chen Yuzhi had been sitting on the sofa, his face seemed calm, but his fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the sofa, revealing his slightly anxious mood. When he saw Jiang Yuelou entering, he quickly got up and went to greet him.
"Why, didn't you find the traitor?"
Jiang Yuelou turned a blind eye to him, his face was terribly gloomy.
Sun Yongren and Song Rong followed in together, tugged on Chen Yuzhi's sleeve, and whispered: "I found it, but..." He raised his hand like a gun gesture, and made a gesture on his forehead, Chen Yuzhi Immediately understood why Jiang Yuelou was angry.
"Section Chief, this subordinate did not work well and failed to control him. Please punish him." Unlike Sun Yongren, Song Rong has a casual and loose temperament. If he is wrong, he is wrong, and he never finds any reason for himself.
Jiang Yuelou looked up at him, but still didn't speak.
"Boss, let me tell you that we have actually succeeded." Sun Yongren has always been the best at observing words and expressions, and in order to liven up the atmosphere, he said in the most exaggerated tone: "Qian Tongqing, the person with the lowest sense of presence in the entire police station, actually It's a spy from Jinmatang. You've done a great job in catching this big moth!"
"Get out!" Jiang Yuelou ordered him, pointing at the door because he thought he was annoying.
Sun Yongren and Song Rong looked at each other, both a little helpless, so they had no choice but to turn around and walk towards the door. When passing by Chen Yuzhi, Sun Yongren winked at him, implying that he persuaded Jiang Yuelou.
Jiang Yuelou saw this little move, and became even more angry. He picked up a book on the table and threw it at him without even looking at it, which hit him on the back.
Sun Yongren let out an "ouch" and dragged Song Rong away in a hurry.
The office finally quieted down.
Chen Yuzhi picked up the book on the floor, took it and put it on the table. He didn't persuade directly, but said from a doctor's point of view: "Being angry hurts the liver. I haven't slept much all night, and then I am in extreme emotions, which is not good for the spleen, stomach, heart and lungs."
His tone was calm, which was very comfortable to Jiang Yuelou's ears, and his anger gradually eased.
"I could have won a more beautiful one." He sighed slightly, his voice was hoarse and full of exhaustion.
"But it's a win, isn't it?"
"Qian Tongqing has been in the police station for three years. He is conscientious and conscientious. He never thought that even such a person is a traitor planted by Jinmatang. The seriousness of the matter can be imagined." People around him couldn't tell friend from foe, This is the weakest place.
Chen Yuzhi carried the teapot and filled his teacup with water, "That's what you say, but the road is a step by step, from the opium dealers at the bottom to the lurking middle of the police station, every step you take, you are approaching." Truth. Keep going, and sooner or later you will win the ultimate victory."
Jiang Yuelou looked at his face as he poured tea, "It wasn't me, it was us. Qian Tongqing's arrest is due to half of your credit."
Chen Yuzhi smiled, picked up his cup of tea and took a sip slowly.
The matter has come to an end for the time being, and there is no other way but to continue to collect clues, so I have to put it aside for now.
On an auspicious day, Zhao Jingming's Daxing Foreign Firm opened, and Jiang Yuelou was invited to participate in the ribbon-cutting. The two of them have been at loggerheads, and this invitation card seems to have ulterior motives.
At 8:45, Jiang Yuelou was still looking at the documents at his desk in the police office, very serious and focused.
"Boss, if you don't leave, it's too late." Sun Yongren was restless at the side, glancing at the clock on the wall from the corner of his eye from time to time, seeing that Jiang Yuelou was not in a hurry, he couldn't help reminding him.
Jiang Yuelou turned a deaf ear to his words, and beckoned him to go over: "Look at the seizure records from last month..."
"Boss!" Sun Yongren yelled anxiously.
Jiang Yuelou looked up at him sternly: "You are a policeman, not a vase to cheer."
"One yard is one yard. Chief Zhao is the second in command of the customs. If you don't give face like this, I'm afraid..."
Jiang Yuelou put down the document in his hand, with a half-smile: "What are you afraid of?"
Sun Yongren was heartbroken, and said, "Boss, you know better than me how deep this officialdom is. There are many people who are going to join us today, whether they are customs, industry, financial secretary, or wealthy businessmen from the chamber of commerce..."
"So what? Don't make excuses to be lazy, read the report." Jiang Yuelou didn't care, and threw the folder over.
Sun Yongren caught it subconsciously, with a look of helplessness on his face, he lowered his head and muttered in a low voice: "This is a lazy thing, I'm not doing it for your own good..."
Seeing that Jiang Yuelou really didn't intend to go to a foreign firm, he gave up on it and read the report seriously. Looking at it, I suddenly found some problems. "Boss, this is not right, the inspection on the 3rd, obviously..."
Before he finished speaking, Song Rong pushed open the door and reminded Jiang Yuelou: "Section Chief, the bus to the foreign bank has been arranged, and it's almost time."
Jiang Yuelou got up and strode out.
Sun Yongren was stunned for a while holding the report, put the folder on the table, and chased it out.
"I can't urge you, you can leave as soon as you urge, the boss is too partial..." Sun Yongren complained to Song Rong in a low voice.
Song Rong glanced at him and shook his head: "You think about it yourself, why are you so stupid?"
Sun Yongren was stunned on the spot, seeing that Song Rong had already got into the car following Jiang Yuelou, he ran over quickly.
Forget it, just be stupid! It's always right to follow the leader. Sun Yongren thought.
Outside the door of Daxing Foreign Firm, two strings of long firecrackers were coiled up on both sides of the steps, waiting to be lit. The lion dance craftsmen are tumbling lively under the steps, attracting many pedestrians to stop and watch.
The plaque of Daxing Foreign Company has been hung up, covered with a large red silk flower, and the rest of the silk ribbon hangs obliquely from both sides, and is held in the hands of two clerks.
Zhao Jingming and Butler Zhong stood by the door and waited. It was almost nine o'clock in the blink of an eye.
"Master, the auspicious time is coming." Butler Zhong reminded in a low voice.
Zhao Jingming was anxious inside, pretending not to hear the guests' discussion, looked into the distance for a while, and replied: "Wait a little longer."
"Who is Section Chief Zhao waiting for? He is so arrogant? The Director of Finance Department?"
"It shouldn't be. Director Zhan has always been very kind in dealing with people. He will not be late at the agreed time."
"It doesn't matter who he came, anyway, the first-level official crushes people to death, Section Chief Zhao doesn't care, we are ordinary people, just wait."
There are more and more people around the door, and children are weaving through the crowd, playing and frolicking.
In a car across the street, Zhan Junbai looked through the window, raised the watch on his wrist and shook his head with a smile: "It really is Jiang Yuelou, he is the only one who can do such a thing If you don’t get used to it, you won’t get used to it, just ignore him.”
He adjusted the cuffs and neckline of his clothes, and said to Qiu Ming, "Let's go."
The two got out of the car together and walked towards the entrance of Daxing Foreign Company across the street.
Zhao Jingming saw Zhan Junbai from a long distance away, and hurriedly went up to meet him, and stretched out his hand, "Director Zhan is here, I'm sorry to welcome you from afar."
Zhan Junbai raised his hand, the two shook hands and greeted with a smile.
"Director Zhan, this auspicious time was specially calculated by the master, so we can't delay it. It was originally planned that you and Section Chief Jiang would reveal the lottery together, but now..."
Zhan Junbai smiled lightly and waved his hands: "You don't have to wait for him, maybe you got caught up in the case. Let's reveal the lottery together."
Zhao Jingming heaved a sigh of relief, smiled relaxedly, and nodded. He walked to the center, raised his hand to signal for everyone to be quiet, cleared his throat and said to everyone present: "Dear colleagues, folks, today is the opening day of the second branch of Daxing Foreign Bank, thank you for your support! I am the head of customs. Guarantee in the name of , all the products sold in this store are imported from Southeast Asia, Japan, and Europe, and they are genuine at a fair price.
The surrounding audience cheered and cheered.
"Today, I am fortunate to have Director Zhan Junbai of the Ministry of Finance take care of me to attend the opening ceremony of this foreign firm. Director Zhan please move forward and unveil the nameplate of our store."
At this time, Zhan Junbai took a step forward, smiled and waved at everyone, then walked to both sides of the plaque with Zhao Jingming, and took the red ribbon from the clerk.
The two pulled down the ribbon almost at the same time, the silk flowers tied on the plaque were loosened, and the red silk fell to the ground, revealing the words on the plaque: Daxing Foreign Firm.
The firecrackers were lit, crackling and resounding throughout the street, and the onlookers covered their ears and cheered, the applause was endless, which was especially lively.
After everyone shouted to their heart's content, Zhao Jingming smiled and said, "The unveiling ceremony is over, and the director of the exhibition will announce the opening..."
Before he finished speaking, he heard Jiang Yuelou's voice from not far away: "Section Chief Zhao, congratulations, good business!"
Zhao Jingming and Zhan Junbai followed the sound and saw Jiang Yuelou walking through the crowd with a smile on his face.
"I'm on official business, I came late, and I didn't prepare a congratulatory gift, Section Chief Zhao, don't you blame me?" He walked up to Zhao Jingming with empty hands, but he didn't feel embarrassed, on the contrary, he looked a little calm .
Zhao Jingming gasped in his heart, with a hypocritical smile on his face, and his words were ambiguous: "What's the matter, Mr. Jiang's presence is more valuable than any presents. It's just that it's windy today, so it's okay for me to wait. Let Director Zhan be there Waiting in the wind seems inappropriate. If you don’t know, you think Jiang Kechang is so arrogant and wants to be urged and invited four times.”
Jiang Yuelou didn't care about his insinuation, and turned to look at Zhan Junbai with a smile: "Brother Zhan, I've offended you. I'll be the host tonight, so I'll treat you to a drink."
"It's settled, don't go to check it temporarily." Zhan Junbai hammered him on the shoulder, showing his familiarity.
Zhao Jingming saw that it was useless to provoke, so he stopped talking and respectfully moved Zhan Junbai to the middle. "Director Zhan, everyone is here, please announce the opening..."
Just as Zhan Junbai was about to say yes, Jiang Yuelou interrupted him: "Section Chief Zhao, I have a few words of congratulations, and I want to say them too."
"I'm afraid time is running out..." Zhao Jingming hated Jiang Yuelou in his heart, but he couldn't show it clearly. He didn't expect Zhan Junbai to turn to Jiang Yuelou, and told him not to refute Jiang Yuelou's kindness.
He had no choice but to make a gesture of invitation to Jiang Yuelou.
Jiang Yuelou was not polite, walked to the middle of the steps swaggeringly, and glanced around condescendingly, attracting the attention of all the onlookers.
Outside the crowd, a girl squeezed in. It was Zhao Jingming's younger sister Zhao Moqing who had returned from abroad.
"Everyone, I'm Jiang Yuelou. Today is the opening day of Daxing Foreign Firm. In order not to disturb everyone's elegance, I just want to say a few words."
Zhao Moqing wanted to squeeze out the crowd and walk to Zhao Jingming's side, but he gave him a wink and told her to stay still. She had no choice but to put down the box, move her wrist slightly, and look up at Jiang Yuelou who was speaking casually.
At this moment, the domineering and flamboyant Jiang Yuelou grabbed her full attention, and she froze in place, her eyes flashed with astonishment.
Jiang Yuelou on the steps casually asked a passerby in the front row: "Are you a worker?"
This person did not expect to be called by Jiang Yuelou, and he was a little excited. He nodded sharply: "Yes, sir, I work in Dahua Spinning Mill."
"Well, Dahua Spinning Factory. I heard that the efficiency is not very good recently?"
"Yes, there are too many stockpiles, and we can't sell them. Last month, the factory manager fired 400 workers." Passers-by said angrily.
This question and answer made Zhao Jingming confused. He didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Jiangyuelou's gourd, and he was very worried, while Zhan Junbai waited for his next words with great interest.
Jiang Yuelou did not show sympathy for him, and searched among the crowd again, this time locking onto Zhao Moqing.
"Miss, the dress is very beautiful."
Zhao Moqing was a little surprised, but the experience of studying abroad made her open-minded, she smiled brightly at Jiang Yuelou, and thanked her generously.
Jiang Yuelou pointed to her skirt and asked the worker in the spinning mill just now: "How much is it to buy such a piece of fabric for a skirt from your spinning mill?"
The mill worker looked Zhao Moqing up and down, and said, "Including the profit, it will not exceed 5 yuan."
"This price is probably not enough for the buttons on this lady's skirt." Jiang Yuelou laughed loudly, "Am I right, beautiful lady?"
Although Zhao Moqing was confused by his words, he still nodded neatly: "This skirt is a foreign product, so the price is naturally more expensive."
"The reason why this dress is so much more expensive than the ones produced by your mill is because the fabric comes from Japan and uses machine printing and highlights that we don't have yet."
It was the first time that the onlookers heard that a piece of cloth is so exquisite, and they all suddenly realized.
At this time, Jiang Yuelou turned around and pointed at Daxing Foreign Firm, and finally picked up today's theme: "And Daxing Foreign Firm behind you can purchase a lot of imported goods from other countries..."
Zhao Jingming loved to hear these words, and thought Jiang Yuelou was promoting him, so he couldn't help but smile. But just for a moment, he suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and he secretly said "no".
Zhan Junbai beside him probably guessed what Jiang Yuelou was thinking, shook his head slightly, and sighed.
"Of course, the price is much more expensive than local products, but as the saying goes, you get what you pay for. You can buy it, but at the same time, local products that no one buys may cause more of your friends and yours. Loved ones, even yourself, lose their jobs."
As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar, discussing in low voices.
Zhao Jingming's face was extremely ugly, but he forced a smile on his face. Even Zhao Moqing, who was seeing Jiang Yuelou for the first time, was a little displeased.
But soon, Jiang Yuelou spoke again: "I am not advocating a complete rejection of imported goods, but a suggestion to do what you can according to your needs. Not buying foreign products will not solve the problem. From the root, technology Solving problems online is really solving problems.”
He looked at the workers in the spinning mill again: "For example, think about the things in your spinning mill. Why are they not popular in the market? If possible, can you send people to learn advanced printing and dyeing technology and purchase printing and dyeing machines?"
The mill worker's eyes lit up immediately, and his mind seemed to push away the clouds and mist.
He heard Jiang Yuelou say meaningfully and eloquently: "The reason why people can do it is because they believe they can."
The crowd around the audience applauded enthusiastically and applauded loudly, which was even more noisy than when the lottery was revealed before.
Zhao Moqing was thoughtful, ignoring his brother's glaring eyes, and lightly applauded along with him.
Now that things have come to an end, no matter how dissatisfied Zhao Jingming is, he has no choice but to raise his heavy palm and take a few slaps meaningfully. Zhan Junbai was much more sincere, and looked at Jiang Yuelou with eyes full of appreciation.
Jiang Yuelou smiled at the audience below the stage, turned around and stepped aside, and smiled at Zhao Jingming: "By the way, there is one last sentence, congratulations."
Zhao Jingming could hardly bear it anymore, his face was extremely ugly, his smile could hardly be maintained, and he still wanted to thank this person. He quickly raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation to Zhan Junbai to divert the attention of the onlookers.
"The director of the exhibition, please announce the opening."
Zhan Junbai smiled, and made a joke to everyone: "I had something to say, but now, seeing everyone's appearance, it seems that I can't wait. Sure enough, the new gadgets in this foreign company are more attractive. "
The audience burst into laughter.
"Since this is the case, then I will not waste any more time. I announce that Daxing Foreign Firm is now open!"
Amidst the warm applause, Zhan Junbai smiled and backed away, giving way to the front entrance. "What are you waiting for? It's too late. The rare things have been picked up by others."
Now everyone was rude and rushed in, immediately crowding Daxing Foreign Firm to the brim.
Zhao Jingming thanked Zhan Junbai gratefully, but found that his attention had been on Jiang Yuelou. The two made an appointment for dinner in the evening, Jiang Yuelou didn't miss the foreign company at all, and strode away.
At this time, Zhao Moqing finally squeezed over.
Zhao Jingming took the box in his sister's hand: "You girl, why don't you say hello when you come back early, let Uncle Zhong send a car to pick you up."
Zhao Moqing ignored his words, but turned to look at Jiang Yuelou's back, and asked, "Brother, who is he? Although what he said is somewhat reasonable, you can't tear down the stage at other people's opening ceremony."
"He has always been like this, so don't take it to heart." Zhan Junbai knew that Zhao Jingming didn't like Jiang Yuelou, so he simply answered for him.
Only then did Zhao Moqing look at Zhan Junbai with a smile on his face, gave a thumbs up and praised: "It's been a long time, brother Junbai has become more and more handsome. You just joined the Financial Secretary when I left, and now you are an official. Promoted to director. Really amazing."
Zhao Jingming glanced at Zhao Moqing reproachfully: "Since you know Brother Zhan's current identity, speak politely. In public, you must call Director Zhan."
"Yes, Director Zhan." Zhao Moqing shouted playfully.
Zhan Junbai smiled and tapped on Zhao Moqing's head lightly: "Naughty."
Zhao Jingming glanced around the two of them, showing a satisfied smile, and the three walked into the foreign firm together.
Over there, Jiang Yuelou got into the car, and before driving for a long time, he saw Yu Zhitang in the alley opposite, knocked on the window sill, and shouted "Stop".
Song Rong stepped on the brakes quickly, the front of the car was facing Yu Zhitang, and happened to see Chen Yuzhi go out to see the patient.
"Section Chief, do you want to go and have a look? This medical clinic was opened by you, and you haven't been here since it opened."
This shop was selected by Song Rong for Jiang Yuelou to choose from a few, and the location is too good to say anything. The inside was decorated like a medical clinic, and the medicinal materials in the medicine cabinet, and the instructions for Yutangchun were all arranged by Jiang Yuelou himself. It should be said that he is more familiar with Yu Zhitang than Chen Yuzhi.
Jiang Yuelou struggled for a while, but in the end she still didn't want to disturb Chen Yuzhi, and was going back to the police station to continue working.
Song Rong didn't persuade much, and drove the car straight out, Yu Zhitang was gradually left behind. He watched Jiang Yuelou's thoughtful expression through the rear mirror for a while, then suddenly turned the steering wheel, turned the car around, and drove towards Yu Zhitang.
Jiang Yuelou swayed slightly, realizing that the direction was wrong, and looked up at Song Rong.
Before he could ask, Song Rong opened his mouth first: "I heard that you have a cough these few days, and you happened to bump into it. Let's see Dr. Chen."
Jiang Yuelou knew that Song Rong did it on purpose, so he didn't expose it, as if he made an excuse for himself and acquiesced in his self-assertion.
In Yu Zhitang, Chen Yuzhi was rummaging for something in front of the medicine cabinet, when he heard footsteps, he turned around and said hello. It's just that he didn't expect that it was Jiang Yuelou who came.
"Why are you here? In my impression, this is the first time you have come to Yuzhitang."
Jiang Yuelou nodded and looked around: "Passing by, let's take a look. This is your new clinic? It looks good."
"Thanks to Boss Yu's help, I found a store with such a good location."
Jiang Yuelou didn't say anything about asking Yutangchun, as if there was no such thing, and praised: "Well, the location is good. Today's newly opened Daxing Foreign Firm is also chosen on the corner diagonally opposite the street."
Chen Yu subconsciously looked at the door, "I heard, there are lion dances and firecrackers, it's very lively."
"It's such a big battle, didn't you go out and take a look?"
"No, you know, I still like to be clean."
In Jiang Yuelou's heart, there was nothing to join in the excitement over there, and he coughed twice to change the topic: "I don't feel well in my throat recently."
Chen Yuzhi understood, walked back to the consultation table to get the equipment, and pointed to the seat beside him: "Come and sit."
Jiang Yuelou took his seat as promised. After a while, Chen Yuzhi walked over with a small flashlight and a bamboo tongue depressor.
"Open your mouth, ah..."
Jiang Yuelou opened his mouth obediently, and Chen Yuzhi pinched his jaw deftly with his hand, and held the tongue depressor in his other hand to press on his tongue. He moved his head forward and looked into his mouth carefully.
After a while, he released the tongue depressor, put it on a plate, picked up a small flashlight, and at the same time told Jiang Yuelou: "Keep still."
Jiang Yuelou kept his mouth open and remained motionless.
Chen Yuzhi shone a small flashlight on his throat, and the hand holding his chin moved from side to side from time to time to adjust its position. He didn't have the slightest impatience, and cooperated naturally.
Soon, Chen Yuzhi saw it, and let go of his hand: "It's fine. Have you slept late recently?"
Jiang Yuelou moved his tongue and jaw, thought for a while and replied: "It's okay. It's not until twelve o'clock."
"It's too late. Whether it's Chinese medicine or Western medicine, they all advocate nourishment. Night is the time for the liver to rest and detoxify. If you stay up for a long time, the anger and lung fire are too strong. The anger is all on the surface of the body, the throat is a little red and swollen, and the eyes are bloodshot. , throat is very dry." Chen Yuzhi frowned disapprovingly.
But Jiang Yuelou didn't take it seriously: "It's not a big deal, just watch and prescribe some medicine."
Chen Yuzhi sighed, went to the medicine cabinet to get the medicine, suddenly remembered something, turned around and asked, "Do you have time now?"
"Is there anything else?"
"In addition to taking medicine for your symptoms, you can also cooperate with acupuncture, so that the recovery effect will be better."
"How long will it take?"
"Half an hour is almost enough."
Jiang Yuelou raised his wrist, glanced at his watch, thought for a while that there seemed to be nothing important today, then nodded in agreement, and followed Chen Yuzhi to the second floor.
He took off his shirt and lay on the hospital bed topless. Standing in front of the bed, Chen Yuzhi opened the cloth bag and spread it on the edge of the bed, revealing a row of silver needles shining coldly.
He picked up a needle and rubbed his fingers at the tip of the needle, noticing Jiang Yuelou's sizing up from the corner of his eye, and explained: "It's a little cold in the sky, so rub it warmer, otherwise it will be too cold to pierce the skin and it will be easily irritated."
"I'm a rough man who wields a knife and a gun, it doesn't matter."
Chen Yuzhi put one hand on Jiang Yuelou's back, took the needle in the other hand, and corrected: "Here, you are a patient. The preparations have begun..."
The silver needles poked into Jiang Yuelou's skin one by one, and rubbed them carefully to penetrate even further.
Jiang Yuelou didn't feel any pain, she was very comfortable anyway, and she was defenseless here, and fell into a deep sleep after a while.
He slept for about twenty minutes, and when he woke up, he saw Chen Yuzhi holding a book and guarding beside him. Just as he was about to move, he accidentally pulled his back and let out a muffled grunt.
"Don't move, be careful with the needles." Chen Yuzhi put down the book, pulled out the silver needles one by one, and put them back into the cloth bag.
Jiang Yuelou was only awake now, and it was inconceivable that he could sleep soundly for so long. He got up and stretched his muscles and bones, and he really felt a lot more relaxed.
Seeing his reaction, Chen Yuzhi knew it was effective, and said with a smile, "How do you feel? I can't go wrong with Chen Yuzhi's signature."
Jiang Yuelou gave him a thumbs up, picked up the shirt on the side and put it on, took a piece of money from his pocket and handed it to Chen Yuzhi: "Consultation fee."
"take it back."
"Why, my salary is higher than that of Jinmatang? Doctor Chen still charges for their medical treatment."
Chen Yuzhi took the money angrily: "If you want to calculate this way, this amount of money is not enough."
Jiang Yuelou groped all over his body for a long time, but couldn't find anything, so he spread his hands and said, "I owe, we'll talk about it next time."
He was about to leave when he heard Chen Yuzhi ask, "Is there any progress with the Jinmatang?"
"Remember the person you reported? He died. The day after Qian Tongqing committed suicide, we fished out his body in the river. His death was miserable."
Chen Yuzhi was very surprised. He thought for a moment and said, "He is obviously safe, how could that be? Could it be that he was solved by his own people?"
"I think the same as you. The mysterious man behind the scenes is really cruel." Jiang Yuelou thought for a while, feeling uneasy, "Although you reported him outside, if you follow his trajectory before he was arrested , You can easily get into their sight. Be careful yourself, if you need me urgently, put a pot of cactus on the flower stand at the door of your house."
Chen Yuzhi responded cautiously, and watched Jiang Yuelou leave Yu Zhitang.
Song Rong drove slowly towards the yard of the police station, and Jiang Yuelou suddenly noticed Chu Ran standing at the gate of the police station.
Song Rong also noticed it, and said in surprise, "Miss Cheng? She came back from Hong Kong?"
At this moment, Jin Dacheng's car drove over from another direction.
Song Rong was very anxious: "Section Chief, it's Jin Dacheng's car. He already had suspicions about your going to Hong Kong..."
"Drive over there and take her away!" Jiang Yuelou didn't know why Chu Ran came to the police station, or whether she knew his identity. He just wanted to avoid Jin Dacheng at the moment, and we'll talk about it later.
As soon as his words fell, Song Rong moved immediately, and the car quickly drove towards Chu Ran, and stopped firmly where she was standing.
Before she could react, Jiang Yuelou opened the car door and dragged her in. But the co-pilot's seat was so small that Chu Ran almost stuck to Jiang Yuelou's body.
Chu Ran was taken aback, and just about to struggle, saw Jiang Yuelou's face clearly, and said in shock, "It's you?"
Jiang Yuelou didn't have time to explain, seeing that Jin Dacheng's car had already driven in front of him, he quickly ordered Song Rong to drive.
Over there, Jin Dacheng was about to drive into the police station. Seeing Jiangyuelou's car driving away quickly, he muttered, "What is this Jiangyuelou doing!"
The car was driving fast, and it didn't take long to drive to a sparsely populated river.
Song Rong stopped the car, and from the corner of her eye she saw Chu Ran close to Jiang Yuelou, her ears and cheeks were flushed with shame, she struggled a little, trying to break free from Jiang Yuelou's hand tightly clutching her arm, but I can't make money at all.
"Section Chief, I'll go down and wait for you." After Song Rong finished speaking, he got out of the car and left.
Chu Ran heard the word section chief, and suddenly reacted: "Section chief? Who are you?"
Jiang Yuelou didn't answer, kicked the car door, grabbed Chu Ran and got out of the car together, staring at her condescendingly: "Why did you come back to Jingcheng? Say, what are you doing at the police station?"
Chu Ran couldn't get the answer, so he made up his mind, and stepped back in disbelief: "Your surname is... Jin?"
"Answer me, what are you doing at the police station?"
Chu Ran thought that Jiang Yuelou had acquiesced in not answering, and stared at him angrily, aggrieved and angry: "I want you to quit the engagement!"
"What? Retire?" Jiang Yuelou was dumbfounded by her words, and her strong aura suddenly softened, not quite understanding what was going on.
Chu Ran was full of grievances. She returned to Jingcheng after graduation, and before she could have a warm meal, her stepmother Sun Fuzhi told her that she was going to marry Jin Dacheng, the section chief of the police station, as a concubine. What's even more exasperating is that her father Chu Qingming also agreed. Marriage matters, for female students who have studied abroad, what they advocate is free love and independent marriage, and they will never obey the wishes of their families. What's more, stepmother Sun Fuzhi is greedy for money, so she doesn't think about whether she will be happy.
She had a big fight with her family, ran out, and immediately went to the police station to wait for Section Chief Jin and ask him to divorce him.
It's just that she didn't expect that the section chief was an old acquaintance.
"Yes! Why do you marry when you have a wife? Do you think that being the section chief of the police station can be lawless and plunder? Let me tell you, no matter what the Chu family promises you, I will never marry Here you go! Take the dowry back as soon as possible, so as not to be wasted by them, and your money will be lost." Chu Ran's eyes were red, and he shouted angrily.
Jiang Yuelou finally understood what was going on at this moment, looked at her seriously for a moment, and finally couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"Is it ridiculous?" Chu Ran shook his fist angrily.
Knowing that Chu Ran was looking for Jin Dacheng and that it had nothing to do with the Hong Kong incident, Jiang Yuelou relaxed a lot.
"So you are the fiancée surnamed Jin."
"Who is his fiancée!" Chu Ran said angrily, her brain short-circuited, and soon realized that something was wrong: "The surname is Jin? You... aren't Section Chief Jin?"
"I never admitted that I was." Jiang Yuelou spread his hands.
Chu Ran was so embarrassed, it was as if the river was overwhelmed. She thought that this old acquaintance was a scum who forced a concubine, but in the end it was just a misunderstanding.
Her cheeks were hot and blushing, and she couldn't help but defend herself: "Anyone would think you were the default for that kind of answer."
Jiang Yuelou shrugged: "I'm sorry. However, I will give you a suggestion. Go back to the police station to find him now. It is probably almost seven o'clock. According to my understanding of Section Chief Jin, a girl goes to find him at night. He is not very sensible. Also, you know what happened in Hong Kong, so you can't tell anyone."
Although Jiang Yuelou's warning about Jin Dacheng was tactful, Chu Ran understood and nodded.
Just as she was about to walk back, she suddenly turned around and looked at Jiang Yuelou: "Now that I realize it, I still don't know your name."
"Jiangyue Tower."
"My surname is not Cheng, my name is Chu Ran." After she finished speaking, she didn't dare to look up at Jiang Yuelou's reaction, and left in a hurry.
Song Rong came over from not far away, with a strange look on his face, lowered his head, avoided Jiang Yuelou and asked, "Section Chief, are you coming back?"
Jiang Yuelou stepped forward wonderingly, bent down to look into Song Rong's eyes: "You... what expression is this?"
"I'm sorry, Section Chief. I didn't mean to listen to the corner." Song Rong suppressed a smile, and said straightforwardly: "But the wind is strong, and there are two words floating over 'I will never marry you'..."
Jiang Yuelou laughed and didn't care: "That's right, that's it. Let's go back to the police station."
Song Rong watched him stride towards the car, and followed behind in a daze, wondering why Miss Cheng was talking about marriage with the section chief!