Team Leader Kim walked up to him in two steps.

"This man has to do what he is good at. You and Liang Zhengjiang, meticulous and patient, ask questions, check information, and cooperate with the investigation, that is not ordinary excellence. Then the two of them can't compare, they can't be patient. They have to go to the front line, and you guys are the logistical support, do you understand it. ”

Liang Zhengjiang nodded as if he didn't understand.

Team Leader Kim slapped him on the shoulder, gave him a color, and went back to the office.

Zhou Nai shouted, "Team Leader Jin, what kind of work are you sending to my brother?" ”

"Confidential!"

Liang Zhengjiang turned his head and asked Zhou Nai, "What does the team leader mean, are we nannies?" ”

Zhou Nai stepped forward and pulled him. "Stop talking nonsense, follow me to find the cat."

"Can I not go? Does the detective still care about looking for cats? I'd rather go to group 5 to help. Hey, hey, don't pull me..."

Xuan'er didn't come to work.

Cui Bigao resigned and went to work as a paralegal at Master Han Chengyu's law firm.

The Propaganda Department counted the car, and Song He had 4 people left. She sat in the cubicle of the propaganda department, holding a paintbrush, and designed cartoon characters for the company.

Shuyan hurriedly ran in.

"Minister, something big has happened, a big thing."

Cha Song Ha felt funny from the bottom of his heart. "Ouch, our company, there are big things every day, and small things never stop. Nothing out of the ordinary. ”

Shuyan sat back in her seat, lying on the baffle and looking at Che Song He in the seat in front of her, her mouth kept chattering. "To say that it's true, since Mr. Jiang didn't come to work, it really hasn't stopped. I really miss Mr. Jiang, and I hope he recovers soon. ”

Che Songhe nodded. "I thought so too. Tell me, what's new? ”

If you want to say that the dynasty has changed in ancient times, there must be a bloody storm with countless casualties. The difference is that some are put on the bright side, and some are not on the surface, which can be regarded as the only way.

These words can't be said in the company, just think about it in your heart.

"Oh, yes, yes!" Shuyan came back to her senses. "I see the new Minister of Affairs, in Minister Ding's office."

Che Songhe turned his head to look at her, "Men and women, are they good-looking?" ”

"Huh? Minister, why are your concerns so strange? Ordinary people. The problem is, Xuan'er is also there. ”

The brush runs a free-fall motion and falls on the paper.

"Huh." She sneered. "Then you're still watching the fun? It's your turn next time. ”

"What do you mean?" Shuyan asked.

"Look at our department, it's like a circus, one by one. It's not your turn next time. ”

Shuyan touched her head, sat back in her seat with a "whoosh", and shrank her head down hard.

Che Songhe chuckled and continued to pick up the paintbrush.

Han Chengyu has recently become a regular visitor to the Propaganda Department.

He opened his long legs, looked leisurely, put his hands in his pockets, and went straight to the office of the head of the propaganda department. "Minister Che, come on." He said casually.

That attitude is like a young master from a rich family greeting his own little man.

Che Songhe held his forehead, no matter how few people in the Propaganda Department were, they were still people, and they couldn't be scolded directly, so they could only scold in disgust.

It was a long time before she got up and went back to her office.

He was standing behind the door.

As soon as she walked in, he pushed the door open with his shoulder, so fast that she hadn't even seen anyone else.

The two of them were standing behind the door, her wrist was grabbed by him, and after two attempts, she couldn't walk at all. Because she was too close to the cubicle, she couldn't speak loudly, which made her angry.

He was going to bully her, and she knew it at a glance at him.

The eyes that stared at her exuded a sly glow, and the corners of their mouths rose triumphantly, with a ruffian posture.

This is also considered a lawyer...... And such lawyers......

"What are you doing!" She asked in a whisper, her eyes still drifting to the cubicle, lest the staff hear the movement.

He was even more proud, his eyes were smiling, and a shallow pear vortex appeared on his right cheek.

"I've let you go more than once. If you don't leave, then I will be you, choosing to live and die with me. He leaned over and almost touched the tip of her nose.

Then he leaned over, and Che Songhe was frightened and quickly covered his lips with another hand that was not caught by him.

In the end, I talked about a lot of boyfriends in college, and it was not so easy to be taken advantage of, so I was not so stupid.

"Haha." He let out a hearty and cheerful laugh.

Che Songhe judged that his laughter was too loud, and glanced out in a panic, carefully paying attention to the reaction outside.

I had a big fight with him here a few days ago, and the staff looked at her a little ambiguously for several days, but it must not be like that again.

It's not easy to have a hard time with internal and external troubles, she thought to herself.

His lips moved from hers to her forehead, touching them slightly.

"You broke up, I'm not going to overdo it."

"Dead boy, you're looking for death." She suppressed her voice.

He nodded with a snort. "The more you scold me, the happier I am."

Che Songhe didn't bother to pay attention to him, and tried to pump his hand again, but it still didn't work. I couldn't kick him in a fit of rage.

"Was the will you wrote last time ready?" He asked her. "It doesn't matter if you don't write it, I'll write it for you, and we'll write it together."

This doesn't seem to be a joke, it sounds serious.

With that, he let go of her, straightened up, and looked out the window.

Three seconds later, he opened the door with a blank face.

"Follow me." In a formulaic tone, he walked in the direction of the Department as he spoke.

He did go to the ministry. I think it's for what Shuyan said. Che Songhe didn't care about the shame and hurriedly followed.

Ding Yibiao sat at his desk, lit a cigarette, and watched his door be pushed open.

Kong Huila was the same as she had been in the clubhouse that night, standing directly in front of him, separated by a table.

Ding Yibiao was very suspicious that she had been trained by housekeeping experts, otherwise how could she be so particular about the position and posture she was standing on.

Behind Kong Huila on the right was Xuan'er, who was standing there stiffly.

Strictly speaking, she was already moving herself and approaching the corner. She was wearing a white and green plaid coat, but she still looked a little cold. It was as if the season she was in was not a warm spring, but a bitter cold with rain and snow.

Han Chengyu walked into the house with Che Songhe, as if he was blind, and he didn't see anyone inside at all.

He walked to the business sofa under the window on the left side and sat down, bent down to take out the bottled water from the low refrigerator in the corner of the sofa, unscrewed the lid, and looked at them calmly.

Xuan'er turned her head to look at Che Songhe, her eyes full of fear.

Che Songhe thought that if she just stood at the door like this, I was afraid that the three people in the house would have to stare at her all the time.

So she turned around and took her office with her, and then went to the sofa without changing her face, and found a separate seat for herself.

"Lawyer Han, what are you?" Kong Huila looked at him in her neutral voice and asked.

Han Chengyu looked back at her nonchalantly. "You can believe what you see."