Early the next morning, Lin Xi went out of the house.

Through the communication with his father last night, he felt that it was obviously unrealistic to change some of the other party's views in a short period of time. What he needs to do most now is to settle the incident yesterday afternoon, the truth that the embankment of the Qianli River collapsed in the anthill, Lin Xi couldn't be clearer, so he would definitely not allow such a thing to happen.

Listening to my father's tone last night, someone wanted to make a fuss about Chang Jun's car accident, and in that case, he had to come up with a countermeasure. After thinking about it last night, Lin Xi's idea is that it is better to block it, since you want to take advantage of this matter, then I will simply make him bigger and see who benefits and who is unlucky.

As the saying goes, the bell must be tied to the bell. Traffic control is under the management of the traffic police brigade, and if Lin Xi wants to fight back in this matter, of course he has to go there. According to the style of the officers and masters of the traffic police brigade, Lin Xi knew very well in his heart that it was useless to go early, so after he finished washing, he devoted himself to dealing with the breakfast carefully prepared by his mother.

Although Lin Xi's psychological age is far beyond the age of his establishment, his body is only eighteen or nine years old, which is the age at which he can eat a cow in one meal, so the three tea eggs and two scallion pancakes carefully prepared by Wang Yueqin were swept away by him, and he still had a great intention of not being satisfied.

After leaving the gate of the dormitory building, Lin Xi rode forward slowly on Giant. Although it was only nine o'clock in the morning, the strong sunlight was already piercing people's eyes. Lin Xi felt that he had to apply for some funds with his mother to get a pair of sunglasses, otherwise, who would be able to afford such a strong sunshine running outside all day long.

When he thought of this, Lin Xi suddenly felt a sense of grief and indignation surging in his heart. In the previous life, after the protagonists in the online novel were reborn, they were either from wealthy families, or high-ranking officials, and wherever they were like him, they had to ask their mother for help when they bought a pair of sunglasses, which was really depressing to the extreme.

As for Dongsheng Furniture Store, he has just taken over, and he is still not very clear about the current situation, plus He Shengqiang seems to be waiting for the 50,000 yuan for emergency, Lin Xi of course can't make any big moves for the time being. After the previous hard work, although he drew some design sketches, he did not give them to the He family brothers and sisters, he decided to talk about it after a while, depending on the situation.

Lin Xi rode a bicycle while thinking about the problem, and unconsciously arrived at the door of the traffic police brigade.

Yesterday afternoon, when he rode his bicycle up Jiangpu Road, he faintly heard the fat traffic policeman call Team Zhou, although he was not very sure, but Lin Xi still decided to try his luck.

He glanced at the uncle who was sitting in the communication room and was reading the newspaper seriously, put the car aside, and then stepped forward and said, "Uncle, I want to ask, is there a captain surnamed Zhou in our team?" ”

The old man raised his head, his eyes passed through the top of his reading glasses, glanced at Lin Xi, and then said slowly: "There is no captain surnamed Chen in the brigade, but there is a deputy squadron leader surnamed Zhou in the second squadron." ”

Lin Xi felt that it should be this Captain Zhou, so he asked the direction of his office, and after saying thank you to the old man, he walked straight to the door.

When he came to the front of an independent three-story building on the right side of the courtyard, Lin Xi saw the sign of the Second Squadron with white letters on a blue background, so he raised his feet and went up the steps.

As soon as Lin Xi wanted to find an office to inquire about Deputy Captain Zhou, he heard a noise coming from an office on the west side of the first floor, so he decided to go over and take a look.

As soon as he walked to the door, Lin Xi heard a question from inside, Team Zhou, that little ...... yesterday afternoon After the boy left, but you told me, he is the son of County Magistrate Lin, now you can't deny it, a manly man spits and nails, it's not appropriate, right?

Lin Xi looked through the crowd around the door and saw that the fat man yesterday afternoon was pointing fingers, looking arrogant.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xi felt very weird, this dead fat man was just an ordinary little traffic policeman from the police rank, he dared to talk to the deputy squadron leader, could this thing be against the sky?

When he saw clearly the object of the fat traffic policeman's questioning, Lin Xi couldn't help but be stunned, he was in his early thirties, handsome appearance, and two bright eyes, this was Zhou Jindong, who helped him a lot in He Shengqiang's kidnapping. Unexpectedly, the captain surnamed Zhou of the second squadron turned out to be him, which surprised Lin Xi.

When he looked in from a different angle, Lin Xi discovered the mystery in it, and on the chair opposite Zhou Jindong and the fat traffic policeman was sitting a second-level superintendent, with thick eyebrows and a serious face.

After seeing this person, Lin Xi immediately understood where the fat man's confidence to question Zhou Jindong came from.

It seems that he really came to the right place today, and the people from the traffic police team are discussing the mess he caused yesterday, and it is indeed a little unreasonable for him to show his face. Although he decided to stand up, Lin Xi would not blindly pop his head out, at least he had to figure out what was going on first.

After listening to the words of the fat traffic policeman, Zhou Jindong was extremely depressed. He didn't mistake the thing in front of him at all, as long as there was an opportunity to lead, he would definitely not hesitate to step on other people's shoulders and lean up. At this time, his intestines were all repentant, and he knew that Lu Dao would not have reminded these two goods at that time, so there would be nothing to do!

Although Zhou Jindong didn't know how Cao Qingsong, as the captain of the traffic police brigade and deputy director of the Public Security Bureau, could be so concerned about this trivial matter, he was very clear about one thing. That's what I said to the fat man Niu Guangsheng yesterday, and I must not recognize it now, otherwise, it is very likely to cause unexpected trouble.

As for the identity of the first teenager to pass by them, Chen Qiang confirmed 100% that it was Lin Xi, the son of County Magistrate Lin. He had just dealt with the other party two days ago, and there was absolutely no possibility of recognizing the wrong person.

Now Director Cao's meaning is obvious, that is, he wants him to say that the boy is the son of County Magistrate Lin. What Zhou Jindong couldn't figure out was that although Cao Qingsong's identity was not low, he definitely did not have the qualifications to argue with the county magistrate, but now he was putting on a posture of fighting with the other party. It can be seen that the water in this is not ordinary deep.

Zhou Jindong didn't want to be a pawn to be manipulated by others, so his attitude towards this matter was to stay away. Although he doesn't know much about the county magistrate Lin Jiaqiang, the other party has been working in Qingyuan for many years, and his official reputation is still quite good. In view of this, he can't irresponsibly smear the other party.

If he had known that Cao Qingsong had planned this, he could have asked Director Huang for advice, but this would obviously be impossible. With Niu Fatman's correction, if he doesn't explain this matter clearly, if he wants to get out, it will not be an easy thing.

After realizing this, Zhou Jindong's face became embarrassed.