Ever since he practiced the Deadwood Technique, Zhen Cheng rarely got up early. Originally, it would not be too late to get up, but being tossed by Qian Yuhan at night, when Zhen Cheng opened his eyes, it was already more than nine o'clock the next morning.

Yan Jiu'er's room was quiet, listening carefully, and occasionally the sound of the three children in the yard playing and laughing could be heard.

Zhen Cheng opened his phone sleepily, and missed calls sprung up like mushrooms after a rain.

Han Yong's, Sun Shaobo's, Yuan Le's, Bu Haiqiao, Ye Ziyi's, and Zhen Cheng's phone number that he least wanted to see - Huang Yiyi's.

"No, it won't! After staying in the Taiye Pool for so many days, are you ready to come out to play? Zhen Cheng thought about his promise to No. 1, and was unwilling, so he reluctantly dialed Huang Yiyi's phone number.

"Good things you did!" The phone was quickly connected, and Huang Yiyi scolded in a cold voice, "Who told you that I am a part-time spokesperson for Hanmang?" The dragon group has no spokesperson so far, and Hanmang has to worry about a bureau-level unit! ”

"When did I say that?" Zhen Cheng looked innocent, but he was a little sober. Yesterday, I told Tu Guoqiang about this, did Tu Guoqiang go to Huang Yiyi for verification? I want to pull a tiger skin as a banner to scare and scare people, is there an accident?

"Where are you now?" Huang Yiyi became more and more angry, and asked with anger.

"In bed, just woke up! What's wrong? Zhen Cheng said as he quickly got dressed.

"Toot toot-" came an annoying blind voice on the phone.

"Damn!" Zhen Cheng threw the phone on the bed, and the talk time displayed was 30 seconds. In Zhen Cheng's impression, this is the first time Huang Yiyi took the initiative to hang up his phone. When talking on the phone before, Huang Yiyi was all messy nonsense, and there was no one who didn't close the line for one or two minutes, what's wrong today? Woman, when I love you, I will die or live; When I hate you, I wish my lover would die immediately.

Zhen Cheng didn't have time to think about it, got dressed, pulled his slippers and walked out of the bedroom.

Walking into the living room, Zhen Cheng smelled the aroma of fresh newspaper ink, walked quickly to the coffee table, and carefully browsed and flipped through it.

Whether it is Yan Jiu'er or Nangong Wan'er, they have gradually formed an invisible habit. As long as Zhen Cheng spent the night in his house, the two would send Lan Shan or Wu's mother to buy newspapers early and prepare. Although these newspapers and zuihou have become brand new newspapers, the two still insist on doing so.

The news in the newspaper was shocking and surprised Zhen Cheng.

Thirty minutes later, Zhen Cheng walked out of Yan Jiu'er's room with his head down and a worried face as if he had been beaten by frost.

"Breakfast is ready, you go to the restaurant and eat!" Yan Jiu'er's face was full of smiles, but her eyes were full of worry.

"You don't have to worry, Tu Guoqiang does this, it's not a big deal, it's just to scare people! It's just that in the next few days, I'll probably make headlines in the news media! Zhen Cheng nodded and explained with a wry smile.

"Will Number One be angry? This Tu Guoqiang is inevitably too bold, according to his kind of statement, who doesn't know that it is Huang Yiyi! Yan Jiu'er was not flustered when she saw Zhen Cheng, and her heart was settled.

"No. 1 arrived in August this year, after the party congress, it will go down to the peak of power! At this time, a person who can be an official will definitely try his best to please the new master! Who cares what happens to Number One. This kind of political struggle itself is a one-shot deal, if Tu Guoqiang can't win the gamble, the rest doesn't matter! ”

"That's right!" Although Yan Jiu'er does not have a high level of education, she has stayed by the side of Yan Wang Yanhou for a long time, and she can also understand some things.

"I'll eat!" Zhen Cheng turned his head and walked directly towards the restaurant.

"Eat slowly!" Yan Jiu'er reminded with concern.

It was almost noon before breakfast, although they were all delicious meals, Zhen Cheng ate tastelessly. His mind was full of things, even if Zhen Cheng had a wide heart and a big chest, he had no appetite.

After breakfast, Zhen Cheng didn't bother to deal with Huang Yiyi. Anyway, Huang Yiyi didn't call herself, so she pretended not to know! If you are angry or not, you are not in the mood to make this princess sad. It seems that this time, it seems that the person who suffers the most is himself, do you still want to Daoqian to Huang Yiyi?

Zhen Cheng walked into his study and called Bu Haiqiao first, asking him to keep an eye on the dynamics on the Internet; Then he reluctantly called Ye Ziyi, although the aunt repeatedly explained and daoqian, Zhen Cheng was still uncomfortable.

Yuan Le didn't have a big deal, and he confirmed with Zhen Cheng about the list of Han Mang's experience in the Golden Triangle, and he didn't even mention Zhen Cheng's troubles.

"Damn, this beast doesn't care about his brother at all, his mouth is full of Jing Shan's experience or not!" Zhen Cheng took the somewhat hot phone and scolded angrily.

When Zhen Cheng wanted to call Sun Shaobo, Han Yong's phone suddenly rang.

"You're crying in the morning!" Zhen Cheng was in an extremely unhappy mood, answered the phone, and scolded with a split face, "Lao Tzu is in a bad mood, let go of a fart quickly!" ”

"Zhen Cheng-" Zhen Cheng felt that Han Yong's voice was a little far away, and looked back at the door of the study, but there was no one. Could it be that Han Yong was frightened by his domineering spirit?

"I'm number one!" There was a moment of silence, and the majestic voice of Number One came from the other side of the phone.

"Ahh Zhen Cheng was so shocked that his right hand trembled and almost threw the phone away! Looking at Huaxia Kingdom, it is estimated that he is so reckless to talk to No. 1 on the phone. "Hello chief, I was joking with Han Yong just now!"

"The missiles are already aimed at you, stinky boy!" No. 1 was in a good mood, so he didn't complain about Zhen Cheng, but joked to ease the atmosphere.

"Chief Xiexie understands!" Zhen Cheng's little heart was moved, and at this moment, Zhen Cheng finally understood the reason why those who were spared by the emperor wanted to kowtow and cry bitterly.

"Protect Jiang Liqi!" No. 1 spoke very directly, so that Zhen Cheng was not prepared at all.

"Yes, Chief!" Zhen Cheng knew that when he protected Jiang Liqi, it was No. 1 who instructed Han Yong to let him do this. Zhen Cheng was not surprised at all that No. 1 knew that Jiang Liqi was in his hands.

"Don't act rashly!" No. 1's thinking jumped a lot, and he was silent for a moment before admonishing again. "You don't have to worry about the Ministry of Public Security, you just do your own thing!" "Yes!" Zhen Cheng replied impassionedly and loudly, feeling a little proud in his heart.

"Yiyi just went out of the Taiye pool alone, you go and accompany you!" After No. 1 finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly, leaving a series of blind tones and questions.

"What kind of play is this! Could it be that he called himself on the morning of the first day just to accompany Huang Yiyi well? "Zhen Cheng is not in a hurry to go out, Huang Yiyi should not have any big risk if he goes out now, with Huang Ying's injury, he will not get better in a month or two. Besides, Huang Ying was made a little trick by himself, even if he appeared, it was only a late stage of the Xuan Rank, and even Huang Yiyi couldn't beat him, so he had nothing to worry about.

"Doodoo-" Zhen Cheng just wanted to eat some grapes to celebrate, when Han Yong's phone called.

"! It's really a retribution! Zhen Cheng grabbed two napkins, made them into balls, stuffed them into his ears, then connected the phone, pressed the speakerphone, and spit out the grape skin loudly and ungentlemanly.

Five minutes later, Zhen Cheng didn't seem to be able to hear Han Yong's roar, took down the paper balls on both ears, and said in a deep voice like a bureau chief, "I went to relieve it just now, it's a bit long, please say it again!" ”

"You're squirting grape seeds? Should I arrest you and send you to the Faculty of Biology for study? Can you get it for five or six minutes? Should I make you the chief of the fire department? ”

"Get down to business, don't talk about those useless things!"

"You little brute!" Han Yuan scolded angrily, "Kindness is treated as a donkey's liver and lungs, I really shouldn't tell you this news, let Huang Ying kill you!" ”

"Huang Ying's illness is cured?" Zhen Cheng stopped holding a grape in his hand, and asked in a deep and serious voice.

"Scared?"

"I'm afraid of a bird! He is the peak of the late stage of the earth level, and he is at the same level as me, I will be afraid of him! Zhen Cheng thought about the bronze mask he snatched from the Yellow Eagle package, and said with disdain on the corner of his mouth, "His acupoint was sealed by me, and for the time being, he is in the late stage of the Xuan Rank, so I'm afraid of hair!" ”

"Then if I tell you that a Heaven Rank master helped him unlock the acupoint, do you believe it or not?" Han Yong said gloatingly.

"Is that true?" Zhen Cheng sat up straight and hurriedly asked.

"Daoqian first, just say, chief, I was wrong!"

"Palm, I was wrong!" Zhen Cheng really wanted to grab Han Yong in front of him and palm him a few times at his big face. Damn, you dare to threaten yourself.

"Huang Ying's matter is true!"

"Whether Huang Ying is good or not, I'm not interested in knowing! I'm interested to know if the Heavenly Rank Master will come to me! Zhen Cheng asked impatiently, "Will the Heavenly Rank Master come to me?" ”

"It looks like it's gone, haven't you noticed?" Han Yong deliberately frightened, "You look back at the door of the study, is there an old man in his seventies, he is the master,—— Dududu-"

Before Han Yong finished speaking, a blind voice came from Zhen Cheng's phone.

Zhen Cheng looked at the door of the study in a daze, an old man in his seventies was looking at him with a frosty face.

"Damn, Han Yong, this eighth woman, crow's mouth!" Zhen Cheng scolded in his heart, calmed down a little, hurriedly stood up, and greeted him respectfully.