Xiang Rong still didn't hold back his anger, and after a big quarrel with his wife, he went to the bar alone to drink, and Sanza beer fell into his stomach in less than an hour, as if he had to drink himself to death before he was willing.

"What's wrong?" The one who came to talk was a beautiful woman, dressed in a punk style, but she was not deterred by Xiang Rong's terrifying appearance.

"・・・・・・・" glanced at the woman, and Xiang Rong didn't bother to answer.

"I heard that you are very good at your craft, are you interested in working with me?"

"'Craft'?" These two stabbed Xiang Rong's sensitive nerves as a policeman, "What craftsmanship." ”

"I'm from Xinghong Group, our president is waiting in the private room, are you interested in talking?"

The four words "Xinghong Group" made Xiang Rong's wine sober up for more than half of it, and their president wants to see me? If I remember correctly, the current president should be Jiang Tiancheng's woman Cheng Jiabi, what are they looking for me? With a lot of questions, Xiang Rong still decided to meet this "big man" for a while.

Outside the box, two bodyguards opened the door for Xiang Rong, and the door closed after entering, and on the sofa in the private room sat a woman less than thirty years old, dressed sexy but not revealing, just sitting there gave people a different feeling. "It seems that she is Cheng Jiabi." Xiang Rong thought to himself, and sat down directly without speaking. Seriously, Xiang Rong is not playing cool or putting on a show, but because his alcohol strength has come up again, his head is heavy, and he doesn't even bother to use the strength to say hello.

"You!" Jenny's subordinates saw that Xiang Rong was so ignorant of the rules, and wanted to go over and teach him a lesson.

Jenny waved his hand and said secretly: This man is interesting!

"Brother Rong, you have been cooperating with Brother Tian for a while, I don't think I need to say much about Xinghong Group."

"It turned out to be Brother Tian's ・・・・・・ hiccup・・・・・・" Xiang Rong suddenly felt a churning in his stomach, and vomited with a "wow", and a strange smell immediately spread in the box.

"・・・・・・" Everyone is quiet, Jenny's men know that their boss has a habit of cleanliness, this guy vomited all over the ground, it must be over.

"It seems that Brother Rong is unwell now, so let's talk about it another day." Jenny took people away after speaking, and asked the foreman to take good care of Xiang Rong before leaving.

Kang sir received a tip report that Xinghong Group and the international drug lord Zhao Sanqiu have recently been in contact, as if they are preparing to do a big job.

"Tell the people in the Intelligence Section, keep an eye on this line."

"Understood."

Kang Sir has been an NB for more than ten years, and he knows better than anyone how many people he has killed and how many tragedies he has caused. Nowadays, the drug market in HK has a tendency to get bigger and bigger, which is dangerous. After pondering for a moment at the desk, Kangsir picked up the thick file on the desk and began to flip through it, maybe the hope for the future is here.

When Xiang Rong got up in the morning, he found that he was still in the private room of the bar, the room was a little dark, and he couldn't tell what time it was, and he touched his body before he remembered that he only brought a wallet last night. Walking out of the box, the waiter at the bar ran over and handed Xiang Rong a note: For last night's proposal, if Brother Rong is interested, Wednesday night at eight o'clock, the bar and so on. Without thinking about anything, Xiang Rong threw the note directly into the trash, grabbed his coat and left: he glanced at the wall clock at the bar, it was half past eight in the morning, and I was late again!

Before entering the police station, Xiang Rong found a car, sorted out his appearance with the help of the reflector of the car window, and was ridiculed by his subordinates. Just as I was posing against the window, the window rolled down, and a head poked out of the car.

"Oh, scare me." Xiang Rong subconsciously took two steps back.

The man in the car forced a smile and greeted: "Xiang sir, morning." ”

At the morning meeting, Kang Sir was planning his future work, and Wei Shile was silly at a cup of coffee, whether he was looking at his good brother Xiang Rong.

"Xiaole, there is still a meeting now, if you want to laugh, go out and laugh enough before coming in." Kang Sir really can't tolerate Shile's virtue.

“sorry，sir.” Blocking the coffee spout, Sele said apologetically.

After the meeting, Kang Sir said, "Others go to work, Ah Rong, you come to my office." ”

When the others saw that the big sir was gone, they all ran over and asked Shile: "Brother Le, what's so funny?" ”

"I'll tell you・・・・・・ "Sele gathered with his men and talked about the windfall of the morning, "this ・・・・・・ such ・・・・・・."

"Hahaha~~" There was a burst of laughter in the office, Sir Kang was very angry, pushed open the door of the office and shouted, "You bunnies, what are you playing during work hours, and then you will all go to the street to patrol me." ”

Everyone dispersed at this time, Shile - saw Kang sir and Xiang Rong talking through the blinds, the expressions of the two of them were extremely serious, and they thought: What is the big case again?

Saturday is here, Xiang Rong's family is very lively, and his son Yangyang's seventh birthday party is being held.

"I'm a little angel, I heard that there is a child celebrating his birthday today, who is it?" Uncle Zhicheng wears an angel mask and holds a large cake in his hand.

"It's me! It's me! The children rushed to answer.

Ah Kui came from behind and took a lot of candy: "But I heard that there is only one child who has a birthday, and the uncle who told his uncle the correct answer will give him candy." ”

The little pot friends all pointed to Yangyang, and Yangyang said happily: "I have a birthday!" ”

"Okay, let's wish Yangyang a happy birthday, okay?"

"Good!" Everyone clapped their hands together and sang the "birthday song" to wish you a happy birthday ~ I wish you a happy birthday ~ I wish you a happy birthday ~ I wish you a happy birthday!

Xiang Rong walked over and picked up his son, and took out a birthday gift from behind him: "Dangdangdang, happy birthday, son." Dad promised to give you the computer, oh, give it to you. ”

"Thank you Dad." Yang Yang happily turned out the computer.

"Then you also have to remember to promise the dad, be obedient and obedient, do you know."

"Got it, Dad."

"Come on, let's play."

At the birthday party, everyone talked and laughed, Xiang Rong took the baked food, walked to his wife and sat down: "Wife, I was wrong about that day, I shouldn't have quarreled with you, don't be angry with me, okay." ”

"I didn't feel at ease, Ah Rong, you're actually really good, but I don't want you to do dangerous things again. You see how happy your son is when he has you by his side, promise me not to go undercover anymore, okay? ”

"Yongtong, I'm so happy today, let's not talk about this." Xiang Rong smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go cut the cake together." ”