As soon as he left the door of the second room, Chen La received a call, saying that some of his relatives had come to Beijing and wanted to receive it. At that moment, Fatty Sun and Shen La separated, Sun Desheng first found a place where no one was there and called. After whispering a few words, he walked straight towards the first room.

"Brother, if you have such a thing, don't rush to do it. Tell me, brother, I'll make the decision for you." After arriving at the investigation room, I found Che Qianzi and Director Hao here. I leaned over and took out a cigarette and distributed one for each person. He continued to say to the little Taoist priest: "It's not me that there are thousands of ways to mess with people, but brother, you chose the stupidest way. Yes, it's so good, but don't you think that the people in the second room can let you go? When dealing with the incident outside in the future, some of them will give you a moment behind your back..."

"Not, not..." Hao Wenming interrupted Sun Desheng's words. He waved his hand and continued, "It is certain that Ximen Lian and the others are angry, but everyone is just making a spoon in one go and will not do that. It's not me that I, Qiu Bulao, Wang Ziheng and I were fighting openly and secretly back then, and I didn't see anyone stumble on me behind my back."

Sun Desheng chuckled and said, "Hao Tou, you were also the director at that time, and Boss Gao protected you, so naturally no one dared to move. But my brother is not even the most basic investigator now, and I am not a man, so they moved. Yes, the big official, Lao Mo and Xiong Wanyi, the three brothers are embarrassed to do it. But who knows if the group of cubs under their hands are unaware of their eyes?"

"Okay, needless to say, I know that this time I was impulsive." Che Qianzi was not stingy, and knew that the two people in front of him were for his own good. I remembered that Sun Desheng had to wipe his butt behind him, and he said a rare little thing. But then the little Taoist priest turned the topic again: "But then, let's explain it clearly to the group of bastards in the second room. If someone dares to cause trouble for me, I will continue to beat them until they dare not cause trouble for me..."

"Okay, I really can't persuade you this brother." Sun Desheng grimaced at Che Qianzi, and then continued, "I can't help but beat you up, but you can't kill anyone. Brother, if you really kill one and a half, I can't save you even if you brother."

Che Qianzi immediately kicked the ball back and said, "Try to do this, remember to tell the bastards in the second room that they will not provoke them to death."

I regretted the two Qingzis being recruited into the polling bureau, my buddy... Sun Desheng smiled bitterly in his heart, and Hao Wenming came over and changed the topic: "By the way, Sage, please talk about the matter on Jiuhe. Why does it seem like I haven't finished yet?"

"Isn't it all over..." Fatty Sun smiled, then continued, "Hao Tou, let me inquire about something, what kind of treasure is Guangyuan Mingjian?"

"Guangyuan Mingjian... Yang Xiao didn't tell you?" Hao Wenming looked at Sun Desheng unexpectedly, and after confirming that the fat man really didn't know, he continued to say: "I thought Yang Xiao had told you everything. Legend has it that Guangyuan Mingjian was a classic written by Guangyuan Mingjun. It is said that it is a top-notch magic trick to make ghosts. When you went to the Magnesium Kingdom to do business, the underworld lost this classic and sent countless ghost messengers to search for it. I heard that I had never found it. It was at that time that I realized that there were such classics in the world.

Before, Guangyuan Mingjian appeared in Jiuhe Ghost Market, and Hao Zhengyi and I knew it early in the morning. We also discussed whether to go to Jiuhe to have a look. But he was right, this thing is very hot. We are different from Yang Xiao, and we don’t know how to make trouble. So we didn’t join in the fun.

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Panzuo also heard that although Old Ouyang could not be a wise man, he couldn't resist his desire to study and research. I didn't persuade him, and he took the people to Jiuhe. He thought you could come back together..."

"Brother, when I went to the United States, Guangyuan Mingjian came out..." Fatty Sun narrowed his eyes, smiled for a moment, and said to Hao Wenming again: "Then didn't you ask Director Wu? Maybe that Guangyuan Mingjian can be used by him."

"I asked, Hao Zhengyi asked. But what did you say about Wu Rendi?" Thinking of the scene at that time, Hao Wenming smiled bitterly, and then continued: "He said that is a bullshit. Yes, what kind of treasures in the world are all bullshit in his eyes in Director Wu's eyes..."

Hearing the topic on Wu Rendi, Che Qianzi couldn't help but say, "Director Wu, Director Wu, what's the origin of that white-haired little white-faced person? Why do you feel that the people in your polling bureau are very scared of him?"

When the Taoist priest mentioned Wu Rendi, Sun Desheng and Hao Wenming looked at each other. The identity of this person seemed very complicated, and neither of them knew where to start. Fatty Sun smiled and said, "This is a long way to say it, and it is not something that can be explained clearly in a day or two. Anyway, our brothers will have a long life in the future, and we will slowly talk to you later. By the way, you talk about this, buddy, I really thought about writing a book about what happened to Director Wu over the years. Hao Tou, would you say it is called Wu Rendi fighting against the gods and Buddhas in the sky?"

"You go and ask Wu Rendi yourself. Don't talk with me, I haven't lived enough." When Hao Wenming spoke, he stood up from his seat. He walked out of the door with his hands behind his back, and said as he walked: "I'll go to the fourth room and see the Director Hao go. Da Sheng, it's almost time to get off work. When you two leave, you two will help me take the door with you..."

"Hao Tou is really old..." Looking at Hao Wenming's back, Sun Desheng sighed softly, and then said to himself: "Yes, it's been ten years... My buddies are all their wives and children, and they are really not resistant to this time... Brother, clean up, and my brother will take you to have something delicious later."

According to Sun Desheng's plan, he originally wanted to take Che Qianzi to complete the entry procedures. However, after such a fuss just now, Yang Shuji was afraid of causing trouble and had already escaped. So he could only take this little Taoist priest to do something else first.

At that moment, Sun Desheng drove himself and took Che Qianzi away from the polling bureau. After running for most of Beijing, the car stopped in front of a somewhat deserted restaurant. After looking at the sign, Fatty Sun smiled and said to Che Qianzi: "Old Beijing Seafood City, that's right, brother, you will eat open tonight, it's all your brother's. Let's take you to taste the authentic old Beijing Seafood..."

Old Beijing Seafood, the name given by the unethical boss? It is Cheqianzi, a Northeastern child who has never traveled far away before, and he also knows that he can't eat any authentic things here. But anyway, someone invites this meal, as long as he can eat enough, it doesn't matter whether it is authentic or not.

"Mr. Hao's private room..." After Sun Desheng reported the ordering information, the service staff took them to a private room at the end of the second floor. Fatty Sun seemed to have returned to the restaurant he opened and started ordering directly: "There are three people in total, and that person will arrive soon. I will order the dishes first... Old Beijing steamed grouper, Old Summer Palace lobster sashimi, and Emperor Qianlong's favorite geoduck..."

Finally, Fatty Sun ordered twenty or thirty dishes before stopping, but the car had no intention of stopping him. When the little Taoist priest was in his hometown, others invited him to do business and eat mats, and basically there were so many dishes. There were a big table of dishes, that is, he and Kong Dalong. But he was still a little curious about who the third guest was? I heard from Sun Desheng that it was a private room set by Mr. Hao. Could it be that the third person was Hao Wenming?

Just when the car was about to ask who the third guest was, the door of the private room opened and a tall and thin man walked in. Seeing that there was a stranger in the private room besides Sun Desheng, he was stunned for a moment without preparation.
Chapter completed!