The people below know that this Zhao Guihua is a little verbose, but the person is the head, and this verbose is also the long-winded head, so it is interpreted that this verbose is a footnote to the old man.

No one thought that this public relations lady Yuesao would provoke these long-winded things, and she was still grunting, and the cutting was messy.

No, Vice Minister Li Xiangqian called Zhao Guihua and said: "Xiao Zhao, this red apricot here with me, what a good girl, but I've been crying recently, is it because Hong Xing wants to play a boyfriend, it can also be said that Hong Xing is out of the wall, the spring garden can't be closed, after all, it's going eastward." The things I have told you are a little private, but since ancient times, people who lead cars and buy pulp have been ordinary and humble professions, but if they die, it is also a matter of human life. Hongxing's mother, open a small teahouse in your place, those retired old men, love to drink tea in the afternoon, saying that there is a Wu Qingxian there in you, is a police leader, he is an old man Wu Xiuren, every day after lunch, a cup and bowl, about to mention a qualified cup, to play cards, but he has recently had a big deal, a big deal, a female tea boss is killed alive, human life is at stake, this you have to talk about politics, this can be flattened, sometimes some things, like a seesaw, Press the gourd to float the scoop, but the key is to have a bowl of water flat."

When Zhao Guihua heard this, she said: "There is such a thing, too, the peas rolled into the grinding eye, and they met fate", while saying, she pushed the glasses frame with her hand, and immediately said: "This and this, please rest assured, the official is not the master of the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes, it is our duty to investigate and deal with it according to law, and we must have an explanation for the organization and the masses."

Originally, this Wu Xiuren was also the director of the bureau before, and his son inherited his father's business, and he inherited all the genes of one color, and his son Wu Qingxian also became the police chief.

But after this Wu Xiuren retreated, he was very unaccustomed to it, and he always liked to stab some Lou Zi. When the year before last, when I was fine, I watched Wang Xiaoer and Boss Li play chess at the gate of the community, and the two of them played chess very seriously, often fighting with a red face and a thick neck, Boss Li always grabbed a piece and smashed it on the chess pieces to be eaten at once, and took out the chess pieces that were eaten from the bottom and threw them aside.

Wang Xiaoer loves to touch the chess pieces that he is going to eat, and then they are neatly arranged on the outside of the chessboard, like a big romantic sand, like a top and eat, and review the trophies.

There are a lot of people who watch and talk about chess, Wu Xiuren also likes to say a few moves of chess, he looked at it, and shouted: "Boss Li, you go to the groove horse", want to suffocate Wang Xiaoer's old Wang to death, Boss Li didn't look closely, and got on the horse, oh Huo, Wang Xiaoer a mountain cannon, smashed on the groove horse, Li Boss lost a good game, turned his head to Wu Xiuren behind him and said: "You say nonsense, which one are you, Yunnan's eggplant is two black and two black, you can see a few moves, stinky chess basket, get away."

Wu Xiuren had never heard anyone dare to talk to him like this, his face was immediately not light, he couldn't hang up, the green tendons on his forehead burst out, and he wanted to get angry, but he immediately realized that these people were wearing straw shoes, not his original subordinates, that is, those who wore leather shoes, were poured wool and so regular, he didn't pay attention to him and didn't buy his past director, and he had no choice, so he held a qualification cup and left boringly, but there seemed to be a breath in his heart and chest that was suffocating between the muscles and bones, and the air was swollen.

Go to a cold noodle shop and sit down, take out a pair of chopsticks, see if it is clean, knock the bowl straight sound, want to drink a bowl of porridge, so shout: "Waiter, come to a bowl of porridge", but for a long time there is still no one to control him, he raised his voice, almost yelled and said: "Waiter, come to a bowl of porridge", the waiter was angry, and said: "Hold it yourself, the leprosy treasure eats tap food, and I am used to it."

At this time, he knew that the past was in the past, and now was the present, so he went to serve it by himself without interest, served a bowl of porridge with thin soup and waves, and saw that there were many people, so he shouted and said: "Wipe your back with oil, let it, let it go, let it go."

After setting down, put the chopsticks in the bowl for a few pestles, then bury your head, put your mouth on the edge of the bowl, and drink.

He thought that when he was in power, everyone was suitable for the Baba he served, and suddenly his heart was strange, and a few tears fell into the porridge, he wiped his eyes, but drank it with taste.

In fact, Zhao Guihua knew about this. It is said that Wu Xiuren went to drink tea in the afternoon, and went a little early, this red apricot's mother, although she is a half-old MILF, but she is often greased and powdered, and the most important thing is that the lipstick is like a red ass eye, she also loves to tease Zhao Laohan, and said: "Director Zhao, you still have a better life, there are cards to touch during the day, and there is wine to drink at night."

When Wu Xiuren heard that there were still people calling him the director of the bureau, the spark of thinking caused by dopamine secretion suddenly stirred, so he said: "What is a day, what is a festival, whether the day is good or not, and what is the standard." What are you talking about, you know what people are talking about, whether you are well-off or not, the key depends on your fellow countrymen. What is the standard of the well-off, people say that there are three, there are cards to touch in the afternoon, there is wine to drink in the evening, and there are those touches at night."

Hongxing's mother smiled and said: "Director Wu, ashamed of your ancestors, you are not old-hearted, and the old cow still wants to eat tender grass, and it is ominous to say something, so treat it as a meal."

Seeing the appearance of Hongxing's mother, Wu Xiuren's small movements came out, and after a while, it was like spring water falling into the dark pond urn, making a crisp and pleasant dingdong sound, as if two old friends hadn't seen each other for a long time, and they were quietly telling love words, so the spring water dingdong sounded.

When he was about to sprint 100 meters to synchronize with the top of the clouds, the proprietress had a suffocating spasm, like a seismic wave roaring in the ground, and Wu Xiuren shouted, almost killing him.

Ah, why didn't Hongxing's mother move, Zhao Xiuren stretched out his finger and probed at someone's nose, out of breath, Wu Xiuren lifted his pants, hugged them, dragged his leather shoes, and ran away.

The film police came, and found out through the surveillance, but I didn't expect that the person who committed the crime was the old man Wu Xiuren, the director Wu Qingxian, who learned about it and turned around in the office for a while, sat on the sofa, stood up again, turned around a few times, pressed the cigarette in his hand into the ashtray, grabbed the phone, and said: "Report to Chief Zhao, something happened, something happened, the old immortal in my family bullied people to death", Zhao Guihua smiled and said: "You are not telling jokes, strange, and this thing, then there is a good show to watch this time, anyway, it is also in your hands, Then your own baby is hugged by yourself, oh, then your own old man is hugged by himself, watch your own door, take care of your own people, and report it."

Wu Qingxian thought to himself, which is to hide the father for the son, and the son to hide for the father, but to kill the relatives in righteousness, sometimes the ass is black, but sometimes this shows the white of the buttocks.

He instructed: "Arrest Wu Xiuren first, and interrogate him immediately." Wu Xiuren was pressed onto the interrogation chair, he took a look at the chair, this was still added when he was the governor, the chair was still shining, he couldn't stop it, and his heart was full of flavors.

But at this time, he still looked at his braincase, but he didn't take bullying to death seriously, he looked like a dead pig was not afraid of boiling water, he seemed to know that this was a contrived cutscene, that is, acting.

No matter how much people asked, he didn't care. He also knew that size was a thing, but the director Wu Qingxian was my own son, and the emperor was far away, so he didn't take these little policemen seriously.

He said: "Lao Tzu has walked more bridges than you have walked, eaten more salt, and eaten more food than you, what's the matter, when Lao Tzu was in power, your mother was still a green-ass baby, where are you still a white-bearded old man."

Wu Qingxian looked in the monitoring room for a while, came to the interrogation room, he frowned, walking back and forth in the interrogation room, like ants on a hot pot, suddenly, Wu Qingxian ordered: "Torture", the policeman who received the order was stunned at first, and wanted to say something, but they knew that this Wu Qingxian was a guy who said one thing and sometimes even six relatives did not recognize, so he handcuffed the old guy with his hands behind his back, and asked for a Su Qin back sword, Wu Xiuren's arm bones were wrenched straight sound, Wu Xianren shouted, wow, while scolding: " I bullied your mother, I bullied your mother."

It's no wonder that when Wu Xiuren slept on the bed, he felt that there were a few bones and sticks stacked up.

He remembered that when he was a child, when the old buffalo went uphill, he couldn't climb, he pushed it with his shoulders behind him, and he heard the bones of the old buffalo clang, and they shook it alive, and when he saw that the cow was still, he was hanging the cow's tail, blocking, thinking that the cow would put a soak of cow dung back to the cowpen.

At this moment, the little policeman was telling Wu Xiuren to squat again, he couldn't squat anymore, the little policeman glanced at Wu Qingxian, kicked Wu Xiuren, and then looked at Wu Qingxian, kicked Wu Xiuren, and kicked Wu Xiuren, Wu Qingxian's waist bent.

Sanmaozi rolled up his sleeves, wore a hat crookedly, and wiped the sweat from his forehead, as if he had been roasted on a fire, not light, heavy, fast, or slow.

Wu Xiuren turned his head and crooked his ass and scolded Wu Qingxian and said: "You bastard, you insist on showing the whites of your buttocks, you insist on putting Lao Tzu to death, and use Lao Tzu's ass to put gold on your face".

He also said: "Lao Tzu knows that you are this kind of person, and he should not have made you those few times." As soon as Wu Qingxian heard what Wu Xiuren said, he thought to himself, yes, people are shameless, and ghosts are afraid, so his face turned black, put his feet on the ground, and said: "Handle it according to law, and it's gone."

Sanmaozi turned back and said: "Ancestor Lao Tzu, we are also on an errand, by the grinding, of course, the living sometimes go to find some grinding by themselves, to be comfortable, we, see which of the cow babies dare to sell the cow, the director shouted a hey, we will talk to Jiriko to flash, also a hey, this director asked me to interrogate him old man, this is to pick up the sun to make the eyes, self-posing oolong, old man, you just said, you just lay a rake, what you said, confess leniently, resist strictly."

Wu Xiuren said: "That's weird, confess leniently, sit in prison, resist strictly, and go home for the New Year." What are you afraid of, the sky is falling, and I am on top of it."