In this world, there are three kinds of people who do not have weekends.

The first is a lot of money, because they have money, so every day is a holiday in their eyes. The second, on the contrary, is the poor. They are constantly working hard for their livelihood, eager to work 25 hours a day, and what kind of holiday weekends are a luxury for them, and they are not allowed to relax and enjoy. The third kind is journalists, and they are the kind of tabloid reporters whose goal is to stare at the celebrities and celebrities who are on vacation, 24 hours a day, and then write their lace news.

Qin Dajun is the third type of person, but now that he has been promoted, he no longer needs to "squat" with the group of soldiers under him day and night, he only needs to sit in the office and blow the air conditioner to command the group of tired soldiers.

Lack of virtue and do too much, giving birth to a son will be no fart~ eyes, Qin Dajun doesn't believe this, but he believes that someone can do it after being blocked by someone at home and smashing the glass.

Riding the bus to the newspaper office, Qin Dajun's face was not very good-looking, and he also knew what the reason for this was, but what could he do now? I can only endure it.

"Brother Qin, good morning." As soon as he walked into the newspaper office, a young man with eyes greeted him with a smile, and Qin Dajun also smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a response.

The newspaper he works for is an authentic three-page tabloid and lace news, plus a gathering place for naval troops, and its name is also elegant, called Tingyuxuan. At first glance, I thought it was the name of an ancient spring building or a third-rate gang.

The newspaper office is not large, only about 200 square meters inside and out, and it is one of the small companies in a small three-story building.

In Yanjing, a place where land is more expensive than gold, some small investors can't afford to build high-rise buildings, so they simply build more three-story commercial buildings, with seven or eight compartments on each floor, and rent them to those who start businesses with small capital -- of course, it's also very chaotic here, and they can do everything. There are quite a lot of types of health care products and toilets.

Perhaps it was because he had suffered this kind of treatment of being smashed glass before, Qin Dajun quickly forgot about it, and the first thing he did when he sat in his seat was to turn on the computer first, and then browse the entertainment news of the major portals to see if there was anything worth hype.

"Brother Qin, Mr. Fang asked you to go to his office."

As soon as the computer was turned on, the young man with glasses just now walked over, looked at Qin Dajun and said.

"Mr. Fang is looking for me? What's going on with him? Qin Dajun asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." The young man shook his head and said. "But listening to Mr. Fang's tone, it seems that he is quite anxious-hehe, Brother Qin, I estimate that Mr. Fang is going to give you a promotion again, don't forget my little brother when you are promoted."

"Don't worry, I can't forget you." Qin Dajun said with a smile and got up from his seat. "Okay Xiao Zhang, you can get busy with yours first, I'll take a look."

Because of the limited space, Mr. Fang's office is not large, only about 30 square meters, in addition to a set of desks, chairs and bookcases, there is only a water dispenser and a set of sofa coffee table for receiving customers.

Qin Dajun knocked on the door, and after hearing the sound of invitation from inside, he straightened his collar, and then pushed the door with a smile on his face and walked in. But when he saw the scene inside, the smile on his face became a little stiff.

What's going on? Looking at this strange scene in front of him, Qin Dajun felt a little strange in his heart.

Mr. Fang is still Mr. Fang, but the subsidiary on his body is not big, but the posture of the spectrum has long disappeared without a trace, replaced by a look of apprehension and restlessness.

On the second-hand couch for receiving customers, there were two men in suits. And what made Qin Dajun feel strange were these two men.

With a black suit, white shirt, black tie, and sunglasses in the house, he looks like he's playing The Matrix. There was no expression on his face, and there was no joy or sorrow at all.

"Mr. Fang, are you looking for me?" Qin Dajun asked tentatively, but his eyes peeked at the two men in black suits, but after looking at them for a long time, he only saw two cold faces like zombies, and he didn't see any clues.

"Dajun, it's not looking for you, it's these two comrades who are looking for you for something." Mr. Fang said with a smile on his face that was better than crying and couldn't see where to go. "The two comrades have been waiting for you here for a long time, you see what the two comrades need you to do, you must cooperate well."

As he spoke, Mr. Fang looked at the two men in black suits again and said. "Two comrades, he is Qin Dajun, if you see anything you need help, just look for him."

"You're ready to go out." One of the men in a black suit looked at Mr. Fang and said.

"Okay, okay, I'll go out immediately, if you two have anything, just look for me." Mr. Fang nodded again and again, wishing that he would be kicked out soon. Although this is his office, the atmosphere is so oppressive that it is a little difficult for him to breathe.

Homosexuals? Mr. Fang called them comrades?

I have been in this industry for many years, and naturally few are stupid. Qin Dajun could hear from Mr. Fang's words that either these two people were playing with broken backs, or they were people from a certain department of the state, otherwise how could they call the word comrade? - But it's clear that these two won't be the former.

"Two comrades, I don't know what you are looking for me?" Holding back the fear and doubts in his heart, Qin Dajun asked.

"Your name is Qin Dajun?" A black suit asked.

"Yes, my name is Qin Dajun." Qin Dajun nodded in acknowledgement.

"Your online name is truth greater than the sky?"

"yes, that's one of my screen names." Qin Dajun was a little confused, looked at the two and asked. "This, two comrades, what are you going to do here?"

"It's you." The black suit didn't answer Qin Dajun's question, but stood up directly, walked in front of Qin Dajun, stretched out his hand to his waist, took out a pair of handcuffs with a bang, and leaned directly on his wrist in Qin Dajun's surprised and confused eyes.

"Two comrades, you- what are you doing here? I didn't break the law, why did you cuff me? Qin Dajun reacted at this time, looked at the shiny little bracelet on his wrist, and asked anxiously.

"Someone who shouldn't be asked, someone will come to ask you when the time comes." The black suit said coldly. "You have maliciously spread rumors and have caused harm to others, so please go back with us for investigation."