readx; Li Daocheng is a little white face, whether it is a friend he knows or a stranger passing by on the side of the road. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

People's words are terrifying, so now Li Daocheng himself feels that he is a little white face.

At seven o'clock in the morning, the little white-faced Li Daocheng opened his eyes very punctually, and then took ten minutes to quickly wash, get dressed and went downstairs.

He now lives in a bachelor apartment assigned to him by the National Police Agency, just five minutes from work, so the surprising fact is that he comes to the office before many people.

The deputy head of the department can barely be regarded as a watershed in the police system, and at this point, you have almost entered the middle and upper echelons, and you have the opportunity to impact the higher levels, and of course, you can quickly fall like a meteor.

Of course, Li Daocheng doesn't look like the fallen kind no matter how you look at it.

After spending two hours processing the documents sent over on the table, Li Daocheng looked at his watch, sighed lightly, tidied up his clothes, and left with the secretary next to him.

Presentations, conferences, awards.

In Li Daocheng's view, the fun of being an official is far less than having a glass of wine with friends.

Rubbing his somewhat stiff face and stiff shoulders, Li Daocheng asked the secretary next to him, "What's next?" ”

This sentence is ridiculous to say, and it sounds ridiculous, just like an artist in the entertainment industry, officials are always running between itineraries.

It's just that compared to artists, who will be loved by most people, those who are officials will always be scolded.

"Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival." The old-fashioned forty-year-old woman with black-rimmed glasses said.

"Thanks for the reminder." Li Daocheng sat on the chair very unimaged, took out his mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

But the mobile phone rang at this time, and Li Daocheng saw the name on the caller ID, and his slightly tired expression was swept away, and the familiar smile was put on his face again.

"Minjin, where are you, I'll pick you up."

......

Zheng Min is such a lovely girl, although she is only eighteen years old this year, you must not call her a little girl. Because she is not small at all, at least Li Daocheng thinks that she is bigger than Han Jiaren.

Jiang Taizhe scoffed at this, Han Jiaren is good anywhere, but this is not big, and Zheng Minzhen, who is in the eyes of Han Jiaren, is naturally not much better.

Just like Lee Soon-gyu mocking Kim Taeyeon's height, why would two people hurt each other?

Lee Do-sung drove his own Hyundai car with the same model as Kang Tae-cheol's house (in this regard, Kang Tae-cheol and Han Jiaren firmly denied that their car was a reference to Lee Do-sung.) Came to the agreed place.

Dongdaemun is a great place to shop, at least for most ordinary people. Just like the bazaar in our village, it is always overcrowded.

It's hard to find someone on the street, but it's really easy for Lee Do-sung to find Jung Min.

Because this girl will be the one who shines the most in the crowd no matter where she is.

Li Daocheng stopped and stood on the side of the road, his eyes looked in one direction stupidly, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

The girl in the white floral dress turned around as if telepathically, and then quickly locked onto him, waving vigorously in this direction.

Li Daocheng deliberately walked over slowly, looking at the girl who stomped her feet and ran towards him, laughing presumptuously.

Just like he had smiled when he first saw her four years ago.

The distance between the two of them was short, and the fluttering long skirt quickly fell, and Jung Min Jin threw himself into his arms, then grabbed his arm and bit him hard.

"Fierce woman." Li Daocheng touched her head, and then kissed her pink lips.

"That's a lot of people." I don't know where the strength of her petite body comes from, so she pushed Li Daocheng away alive, and said dissatisfied.

"It's been three months." Li Daocheng spread his hands and looked very helpless. Then, when she wasn't looking, he picked her up sideways, turned around and ran.

Sitting in the car, Li Daocheng, who was running away with dozens of pounds, was not doing much, but Zheng Minzhen patted his chest and gasped.

"Ah, you're going to die." Zheng Minzhen pinched him hard, and Wu Zi was angry there.

Li Daocheng didn't answer, and whistled to himself.

"Where to go next?" The topic naturally bypassed.

"Let's go to Nonhyeon-dong first, I'll buy something and put it there." Naturally, she continued.

came to Nonhyeon-dong to pick up several large bags of gifts deposited by Zheng Minzhen, and Li Daocheng drove in the direction of Gaoyang.

Although the family has left Goyang to settle in Seoul with his father's promotion, the family still returns to Goyang during major festivals such as the Chinese New Year or Mid-Autumn Festival.

There is no other reason, there is an old lion dozing in Gao Yang's ancestral house.

How long you are with your beloved will feel that there is not enough time, so before Li Daocheng can react, the car has already arrived at its destination.

Standing in front of this extremely vast mansion, Li Daocheng put away his smile, looked at the deep and bottomless corridor, and took her hand and walked in.

Lee Jung-hoon is a very serious person, and his three-and-seven-point hair and black suit make this temperament even more vigorous. Because of the nature of his work, he still has a hint of anger on his body.

The room was very well lit, but Li Daocheng felt very uncomfortable, and even his attention was distracted a lot.

If it was in normal times, Lee Jung-hoon would have scolded him, but today with Jung Min really existing, Lee Jung-hoon's attention has been completely attracted to the past.

The phone rang in his pocket, and Li Daocheng glanced at the caller ID and gently pressed the connect button.

The other party is a smart person, so hearing Lee Jung-hoon's voice and Jung Min's laughter should be able to understand everything.

There is no feast in the world, although Li Zhengxun likes this girl who will definitely become his daughter-in-law in the future, he can only cough a few times, and show that the maid who is standing in front of him will take her to rest.

Jung Min was really smart, so she stood up and bowed to Lee Jung-hoon, then gave Lee Do-sung a look and followed the maid out.

Only this father and son were left in the room, and the atmosphere cooled down suddenly.

Lee Jung-hoon stood up and walked to the desk, took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Lee Do-sung.

"Take a look." Lee Jung-hoon took out a cigarette, and after a while, it was smoky.

Li Daocheng took the paper with some doubts, his eyes fell on the paper, and then quickly, his face became even more ugly.

"What does that mean?" Li Daocheng slapped the table heavily, as if he wanted to vent all his anger.

"Is it a frame-up? Or ......"

"Or is it a betrayal." Lee Jung-hoon continued.

"As you can see, that's what it means on paper, we do what it says, and then get the benefits we deserve." Lee Jung-hoon's tone is always unchanging and rigid.

“......”

"I remember it started a long time ago, so long ago that I can't even remember when it was." Li Daocheng's eyes were unfocused, and he spoke softly.

"You keep saying I'm good for nothing and always the worst of my age."

"That's true, even now, you are the one at the bottom of the circle, whether it is the Zheng family or the Jin family, they are far beyond you." Lee Jung-hoon nodded.

"Every time you reprimand me, it's this look and tone of voice that I will never forget." Li Daocheng grinned, looking like crying.

"I don't know how many times I've let you down, but I should let you down this time."

"I decided to go on like this and be a good-for-nothing person."

Li Daocheng stood up and bent down slightly, then straightened his waist and left.

Lee Jung-hoon sat there, too much smoke covering his face.

"Disappointed? Nothing? ”

I don't know when, there was already one more person beside him, that person had white hair and beard, and his face was old, but his body was as straight as a pine, and there were two fierce tigers entrenched in those deep-seated eyes.

"Do you really think so?" The old man then asked.

"What do you say?" Lee Jung-hoon laughed and tore the piece of paper to shreds.

"What do you think? I'm not good for nothing. Li Daocheng pillowed on Zheng Minzhen's lap, his eyes a little dull.

"You already have me, how can it be worthless?" Zheng Minzhen lowered her proud neck.

The girl's eyes were as bright and hot as the sun, and her eyes were full of stars.

(I'm fairly happy with this chapter, don't you think?) ）