Liu Yan was immersed in his eyes and did not notice that the camera on the roof was focusing the focus on his mobile phone screen.

Zhen Yue's photo was enlarged and stored in the computer. With the keyboard typing, her file appeared on the screen. She was 26 years old, 1.74 meters tall. She was a party member, instructor of the Second Squadron of Yunshan Brigade of the Kingjiang Fire Brigade, graduated from the Fire Department of the Armed Police College, studied for a master's degree from Jiangdong University, and was from a military family. She had won the third-class merit once.

The information was posted on Dang Aiguo's mobile phone, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Our Yanzhi has a very high taste, okay, then I'll be the old man under the moon for a while."

In the fire brigade office, Zhen Yue sneezes several times, took tissues to wipe his nose, and complained: "Who is thinking about me again?"

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Liu Yanzhi's physical training was completely stopped. His physical fitness has reached his own extreme and he no longer needs to waste time and energy in this regard. Instead, he was replaced by comprehensive quality training. The center arranged three teachers to teach him by example and practice to educate him of various social common sense. As a young man from the bottom of the city who had been sleeping for twenty years, Liu Yanzhi had to make up too many lessons. In his mind, the coolest outfit was white socks and black leather shoes, loose casual suits and fat carrot pants, and the songs he loved to listen to were mainly the four kings of the early days. He also strongly asked to give him a hairstyle for Aaron Kwok, which made the staff laugh and cry.

Director Zhong of the Training Center resolutely decided to temporarily add aesthetic classes to try to increase Liu Yanzhi's vulgar taste a little. The facts proved that his efforts were completely in vain. He didn't even read famous works such as "Hundred Years of Solitude", "Kafka by the Sea" and "Wheat Field Watcher" on Liu Yanzhi's desk. He knew that he would use his mobile phone to read online novels and download movies in his spare time. He didn't even watch European art films, but only watched Hollywood commercial blockbusters. He was so angry that he almost pinched the center's wifi.

However, in another training, Liu Yanzhi performed very well. He only took half an hour to drive a manual Santana and was extremely skillful, and he could even play a difficult movement of tail swinging and drifting on the corners. According to the rally coach in charge of the training, this kid was simply the rebirth of Senna and Schumacher.

It took Liu Yanzhi a day to learn how to drive all models, whether it is a tricycle, a heavy truck or a bus with a trailer, or a forklift, and an excavator can be successfully started. Although he is not very skilled, it is not a problem to pass the vehicle management office exam and get a certificate.

At this moment, he didn't know that his lifelong affairs were being discussed and studied by a group of sting men. Dang Maiguo entrusted the matter of matching Liu Yanzhi and Zhen Yue to Director Zhong. Director Zhong didn't understand whether Professor Dang was joking or taking it seriously, so he simply took it as real. He asked Lei Meng and several other coaches to discuss it. These men were okay to do other things, and it was extremely unreliable to have romantic encounters. They studied it for a long time and decided to adopt the classic scene of bravery and heroes saving beauty.

The operation code is "The Most Romantic Things", with 20,000 yuan invested and several personnel and vehicles were dispatched. Director Zhong served as the commander-in-chief of the operation, and Lei Meng was the general manager of the scene.

Liu Yanzhi finished the training and was still unsatisfied. Lei Meng asked him to take a shower and change into casual clothes, and went to the city to perform tasks.

"What task?" Liu Yan asked.

"I'll send the address to your phone, and I'll arrange a car for you when I go back. You must arrive at 19:30 and hand this thing over to a person in black." Lei Meng handed over a large kraft paper envelope and said seriously, "Although this is a small task, it is a test for you. Pay attention to any sudden situation and handle it properly. Remember, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Liu Yanzhi realized the importance of this mission and repeated seriously: "Remember, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

He went back to the dormitory to change his clothes and came to the duty room to get the car keys. There were many official cars in the parking lot of the training center, which were basically high-end off-road vehicles. Liu Yanzhi held the key but couldn't find the car. He thought for a while and pressed the button on the key remote control. A sound came from under the carport not far away. When he went over, he saw that it was a dusty electric bicycle.

Liu Yanzhi was stunned for a long time and drove this thing into the city. How embarrassing it. He didn't know how to drive a car. He turned to the duty room and pushed him back with one word. Do you have a driver's license?

Fortunately, the early products of this Qingshi Hi-Tech were of relatively good quality, and the logistics department did not stop charging. The battery life was enough for him to ride to the city. Fortunately, he rode an electric bike. During the rush hour after get off work, the road section in the city was congested. If he drove, he would definitely be stuck on the road.

At 7:25, Liu Yanzhi rushed to a place five hundred meters away from his destination. He couldn't tell the location. He took out his mobile phone to check the map. It happened that an electric car was parked next to him. A courier guy was talking on the phone: "Yes, I'll arrive soon, see you at the gate."

At the same time, Zhen Yue, who lives in a nearby community, finished dinner and accompanied her grandmother downstairs for a walk. After a hundred steps, she lived to ninety-nine. This was the old man's habit of not being able to shake.

A station wagon was parked near Liu Yanzhi's destination. Lei Meng's friend was holding a Tibetan mastiff and waiting in the car. He looked at the news on his phone from time to time. He was waiting for the commander-in-chief on the spot to stage a good show of hero saving beauty.

Poor this Tibetan mastiff was originally bought by a friend from Qinghai for tens of thousands. Later, I found that his bloodline was impure, his temperament was dull and rough, and he often bit people. He wanted to stew a hot pot, but he happened to be in action. It would be better to leave it to Liu Yanzhi to kill him by punching him.

In their perfect plan, when Zhen Yue and grandma were walking here, it was just 7:30, and the Tibetan Mastiff broke free from the rope and ran towards the innocent passerby. Liu Yanzhi happened to appear, desperately killing him, and beat the Tibetan Mastiff to death with an old punch, winning the hearts of the beauty.

Zhen Yue and grandma left the community, and the person in charge of stalking sent messages in the WeChat group. Everyone was excited and ready to go.

Liu Yanzhi rode an electric bike to his destination. This was the main entrance of the Bank of China Building, with people coming and going, and the underground passage across the road was not far away.

A woman in black hurried out from the building and greeted Liu Yanzhi: "Here."

Liu Yanzhi got out of the car and quickly stepped forward to hand over the big envelope. The woman in black asked, "Don't you need to sign for it?"

"No need." Liu Yanzhi said.

"Thank you." The woman in black turned around and went back with the envelope.

Liu Yanzhi was a little puzzled. This task was too simple. Did something miss?

In the station wagon twenty meters away, the Tibetan mastiff could no longer hold back and howled something. Two patrol special police officers passed by. Hearing the scream, he walked over and knocked on the car window, signaling the driver to take out his ID.

The driver lowered the window and smiled awkwardly: "Police Officer, what's the problem?"

The special police saw the Tibetan mastiff in the car and frowned: "It is strictly forbidden to enter and exit the fierce dogs in the downtown area. Do not let the dog get out of the car, otherwise you will bear the consequences."

"I understand." The driver said, wiping his sweat, it seemed that the action was about to change temporarily.

At this time, Zhen Yue and grandma walked to the entrance of the underground passage across the street. In the past, there was always a wandering singer here "singing on the spot". As usual, Zhen Yue wanted to put two coins in his guitar box. However, a few days later, the singer changed people. She was a man in a white shirt and ripped jeans. She leaned against the wall, held the guitar, and her voice was low, and she was very dedicated to singing a sad old English song.

Zhen Yue couldn't help but stop. She liked music and played guitar. The man's voice was charming and his singing skills were first-class. It was a pity that she fell into such a situation.

Slowly, a circle of people gathered around the wandering singers, most of whom were girls. The singers were still playing and singing without distractions. It was not until the end of the song that the applause sounded, and then they raised their heads. They looked melancholy and a little ruffian, sighing stubble, handsome nose bridge, and smooth forehead, which made people intoxicated and felt familiar.

Zhen Yue took out a hundred-dollar bill, bent down and put it in the guitar box.

The wandering singer seemed to be shocked and immediately expressed his gratitude with his eyes and smile.

The people around him also donated generously, and the guitar box was instantly filled with change. The wandering singer handed the guitar to its real owner in the corner, shook hands with the ragged singer, and left casually. Several men and women behind him quickly followed, looking at the nervous expression, they should be roles like the man's assistant.

There was a small commotion in the crowd, and a girl screamed: "Ji Yuqian!"

Zhen Yue suddenly realized that no wonder she felt familiar. It turned out that this "wandering singer" is the president of future technology, the dark horse in the Chinese IT industry, the world-renowned young rich man, billionaire and popular lover Ji Yuqian!

Her face was so shameless that she blushed. She was worth tens of billions and she even gave her a reward of 100 yuan. She was embarrassed to think about it.

"He is really handsome and kind-hearted." The young female firefighter police officer couldn't help but think about it, but quickly dispelled his unrealistic fantasies.

"Xiao Yue, do you like this boy?" grandma asked.

"Grandma, what are you talking about? He is not a boy. He is the president of a listed company, okay?" Zhen Yue stomped her feet and said coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, it's the president. Grandma asked if you like it?" Grandma deliberately teased her baby granddaughter.

Zhen Yue thought for a while and said, "Of course I like it, but I just like my idol. Such a perfect man can only exist in his dream."

Suddenly, a thunder thunder broke out outside, followed by a heavy rain. Zhen Yue and grandma were trapped in the underground passage. Today's 100-step walk after meals may be a discount.

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Liu Yanzhi was also trapped at the entrance of the Bank of China Building. He was afraid that the electric car would get wet, so he carried the car to the steps and stood with the pedestrians who were sheltering from the rain, watching the torrential rainstorm outside.

The woman in black came out of the building, looked around, saw Liu Yanzhi in the crowd, and waved to him: "Courier, you have sent the wrong documents, follow me upstairs to get them."

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