Section 22 Negotiations
"Or else?" Chen Zheng had a polite smile on his face, and Chen Ning wanted to stab him to death.
"Where is he?"
"A safe place."
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"You can give so much without paying for the answer." Chen Zheng said with a grin.
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Chen Ning stared at Chen Zheng silently for a long time, and suddenly snatched the pistol back at a lightning speed, holding the pistol with both hands steadily, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Chen Zheng's head.
"I'm mighty and unyielding, I suggest you can try whether you can be rich and rich (note)......" Chen Zheng was pointed at gunpoint and still had the heart to joke with her.
ββ¦β¦ Where the hell is he? What did you do to him!? Chen Ning's eyes were so sharp that they seemed to be able to pierce the sky.
Chen Zheng looked at this with interest, although Lao Wang did not disclose the personnel information within their department, but this little girl was Lao Wang's brain-dead fan at a glance - I didn't expect that guy to be quite popular in their department.
In his dislike for Lao Wang, Chen Zheng deliberately teased her: "He has such a cheap mouth, guess what?" Yes, of course...... Hum hum ......"
The girl with a neat short ponytail is actually a spicy character! Aiming at the open space next to Chen Zheng directly pulled the trigger!
"Click......
The hammer cracked, but the bullet didn't strike.
"Sorry...... I forgot to give this back to you as well. Chen Zheng somehow had a few more copper-plated iron-shelled bullets in his hand, and as his fingers slowly opened, the bullets also fell to the ground with a clang.
"You!" Chen Ning was stunned.
"You're still too tender." Chen Zheng's body burst into flames, and instantly snatched the pistol from her hand, loaded the bullet, and pulled the trigger...... A set of actions did not even take a second, and the gun had already been loaded with a fatal bullet and pressed against Wang Ning's head!
"You don't seem to have the right to decide what kind of information to exchange, do you?" As he spoke, Chen Zheng handed the pistol back again.
Looking at the handle of the gun handed to him, Chen Ning slowly stretched out his hand and took back the gun from Chen Zheng's hand, and finally glared at him hatefully, closed the safety of the gun, and inserted it back into the gun bag.
ββ¦β¦ Oh yes, and this. β
Chen Zheng spread his right hand, revealing the small part in his palm - it was actually a trigger!!
ββ¦β¦ Hmph...... "Chen Ning flattened his mouth, and angrily took the trigger from Chen Zheng's hand and put it in his pocket.
"How? When will people be in place? I have an urgent need. β
"......" Chen Ning glared at Chen Zheng, feeling that he had never seen such a brazen person! I was still fighting to death just now, and now you say that you are in a hurry...... You're so embarrassed!
"Talk? Dumb? Why is your little comrade so faceless and can't bear it at all? If you can't overcome even such a setback, how can you serve the people? You have to work hard! β
"......" Chen Ning is a girl in her early twenties after all, and she was so squeezed by Chen Zheng that she couldn't speak.
"So...... What do you think? The uncle at the top of the stairs? Chen Zheng suddenly turned his head to the other side, "You should understand it after eavesdropping for a long time, right?" Hurry up and decide, I'm in a hurry. β
"Huh...... I'm listening to it on the side, so I'll arrange the people first, and then let's talk slowly. After all, it takes time to transfer people. β
A middle-aged man's voice rang out on the side of the stairs.
"Being anxious about what people are anxious about, thinking about what people think, is worthy of being a servant of the people of the older generation, this consciousness is high...... But can you put the gun away first? I looked at it in a panic. β
"Oh hehe...... Misunderstanding, misunderstanding. I thought Xiao Ning had met a bad guy. Collect it, collect it immediately. The middle-aged man stepped out of the corner, pinched the pistol with two fingers, and slowly put it back in his arms.
"Look, this is called old fritters, and they will add their own drama...... Young people, study hard. Chen Zheng taught Chen Ning with great care.
"......" Chen Ning felt that at this moment, he felt that it would be good if he could shoot a laser and spit out a sharp sword...... I wish I could slap this bastard in front of me to death.
"......" the old fritter looked embarrassed on the side.
"Let's get down to business." The old fritter deserved to be the old fritter, and he quickly sorted out his emotions and came to Chen Zheng's side with a smile, but the hand with his back to Chen Zheng gestured to Chen Ning.
"You don't have to be like this, I'm not a flood beast, just let her go, just talk about it, what kind of gestures are sneaky." Chen Zheng said sarcastically with a smile.
"Yes, yes...... I thought it was almost noon, let Xiao Ning go down to a table and let's talk while eating......" the old fritter said with a smile.
"Go, go, go......" Chen Zheng waved his hand, Chen Ning walked over from the old fritter with a cold face, and gave him a look when he turned his back to Chen Zheng, indicating that Chen Zheng was not easy to deal with.
"Hurry up, tell Lao Qian not to pick the door, and make it rich......" The old fritters and Chen Ning's eyes intertwined, and the expression on his face remained unchanged at all.
"Yes."
Calmly watching Chen Ning's back disappear on the rooftop, Chen Zheng suddenly put away his previous expression, stretched out his hand and formally introduced himself: "Governor of the Blue Gold Empire's Desolate Star Colony, fiancΓ© of the Empress of the Blue Gold Empire, Chen Zheng." β
"Director of the Alien Affairs Office of the Flower Planter, Xue Nanjun." The old fritter held Chen Zheng's hand and introduced himself.
The two hands, one old and one young, one rough and one white, were held together.
"It seems that you took Lao Wang's class?" Chen Zheng greeted, "Congratulations on Gao Sheng." β
"It's true that the salary hasn't risen, but the burden is heavy." Old fritter Xue Nanjun replied with a smile.
"I would venture to ask, could you have been born in the Nanjing Military Region?"
"Oh? How do you know? β
"The Southern Army, the Southern Army, isn't it the Nanjing Military Region?"
"Hahaha...... Good guess. β
"Hehehehehe......"
The old and the young deliberately did it, and the atmosphere between a few words suddenly became warm, and there didn't seem to be so much sense of distance.
"Then can I ask the person you want to be responsible for? Will there be any danger? Will it restrict their personal freedom? β
The old fritter Xue Nanjun raised questions at the right time, and the heat was just right, which would not make people feel abrupt or suspicious, but made people feel that he was a good leader who cared about the safety of his subordinates.
"No, don't worry, I'm just borrowing a few people to use it." Chen Zheng smiled and began to explain his plan to Xue Nanjun:
First of all, these people do not restrict their personal freedom, and they can contact the country at will.
Then, these people have to conscientiously carry out Chen Zheng's orders, which Chen Zheng promised not to be in danger of his life under normal circumstances.
Finally, Chen Zheng repeatedly emphasized that all those sent must have a strong mind, and must not be easily persuaded or bought.
ββ¦β¦ That's it? β