As soon as Qiao Zhuo returned to the mansion, he heard the news that Gu Changhuai's hat had been taken off, but after making another cup of tea, he saw Gu Guifan crying and looking for him outside the gate.

Qiao Zhuo was still wearing white lace socks under his suit pants, and he didn't have time to change. Now, sitting on a wooden chair with a cup of tea in his hand, he always feels uncomfortable everywhere.

The opposite Gu Guifan was usually free and easy, but now facing his elder brother's resignation, he was also terrified.

"Qiao Zhuo, elder brother bought me a boat ticket to England, and I'm leaving in the afternoon." Gu Guifan couldn't understand Qiao Zhuo's eyes, he took a step forward and threw himself next to his knee, and stretched out his hand to help his trouser leg.

Qiao Zhuo was startled in his heart, he was afraid that Gu Guifan would know what was going on under his pants, so he could only dodge quietly sideways.

The system watched silently and happily.

Gu Guifan is very sensitive to every change in Qiao Zhuo's body. Now that he took a closer look, he found that Qiao Zhuo's lips were much redder than before. They were so charming that people wanted to taste them.

"Qiao Zhuo... what did you eat?" Gu Guifan raised his neck and asked, staring at Qiao Zhuo greedily.

Qiao Zhuo pursed his lips indifferently, and there was indeed a slight numbness around his lips. He scolded Yan Muyuan for his gnawing kissing skills, then changed the subject and asked, "How long will you stay in England this time?"

Sure enough, Gu Guifan followed Qiao Zhuo's words and was taken away, and said with a mournful face: "I don't know, when the big brother said the matter will be resolved and when will I come back, but this is too big, I'm afraid I won't see you againYes, Qiao Zhuo."

Isn't this a big deal, Gu Changhuai was kicked off the horse, the people paraded in the street, the crowd was excited, Qiao Zhuo was sure that there was no place for their Gu family in Jiangcheng.

Gu Guifan was so focused on Qiao Zhuo that he came straight to the mansion when he was about to leave without packing his luggage.

"Qiao Zhuo, Qiao Zhuo." Gu Guifan was like a panicked little beast, he didn't know how to express his inner fear and could only keep climbing on Qiao Zhuo's trouser legs.

The system clicked a few times.

Qiao Zhuo asked the system: "Did Yan Muyuan do it?"

The system didn't hesitate, "Yes, host, the hero Yan Muyuan's career growth value has exceeded 50 points."

That being the case, Qiao Zhuo can't help Gu Guifan, the hero of the small world is the existence that makes everyone give in, and there is only one end that he targets, and that is to exit.

Qiao Zhuo glanced at Gu Guifan at his feet, the handsome young man was still crying, he sipped his tea and lowered his eyes and asked, "What did Gu Changhuai do? I saw a parade on the street."

Gu Guifan squatted on the ground and stammered, "Corruption, corruption."

Qiao Zhuo glanced at Gu Guifan, who in the entire Jiangcheng could be related to him didn't receive kickbacks from corruption, and those who were so rich were searched from others.

"I didn't ask you this." Qiao Zhuo waved his hand at the clerk, then frowned and said, "Who has Gu Changhuai offended recently?"

Gu Guifan stood up with the support of his servants, patted his knees and asked three questions without knowing, and replied: "Brother has been out early and late, I don't know who he has offended."

Qiao Zhuo put down the teacup, he knew why Gu Changhuai sent this stupid brother abroad first.

Qiao Zhuo looked up at Gu Guifan, and said bluntly, "Then who is the top leader in the police station now, you should know that."

Gu Guifan nodded sharply and said a name.

"Ma Cheng."

——

In the police station.

Ma Cheng was sitting in his dream bureau chief's office, wiping his gun. The layout of the huge room had been completely changed to his favorite style. A huge oil painting of Napoleon was hanging above his head, and there were piles of documents on the desk in front of him.

Suddenly there was a noise outside the door, it was Wang Qing who was shouting: "Boss Qiao, Boss Qiao! Our chief is busy right now... You can wait another day..."

As soon as Ma Cheng heard Boss Qiao's three words, he sat up straight, opened the desk and cabinet, and threw the pistol into the drawer. Just as there was a bang, the door of the office was also kicked open from the outside.

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The door panel bounced off the wall and made a violent sound, and the beautiful glass painting on it also trembled, and everyone in the seats outside the office couldn't help but poke their heads curiously.

Ma Cheng immediately greeted him with a polite smile on his face, "Boss Qiao, you are a rare visitor."

Qiao Zhuo nodded coldly, "Director Ma."

Standing beside Qiao Zhuo, Wang Qing sent messages to Ma Cheng with his eyes, and he really couldn't stop him!

Ma Cheng knew that Wang Qing would not be able to stop Qiao Zhuo, so he just waved his hand to let him go, and closed the office door by himself. Before he could say please sit down, Qiao Zhuo walked straight to the desk with his pocket in his hand.Then he sat under the huge portrait of Napoleon, his eyes condescending.

Ma Cheng could only endure this, and sat on the opposite sofa with a stiff smile. Who is the guest and who is the host.

"Boss Qiao is looking for me in such a hurry, is there something urgent?" Ma Cheng asked with a smile.

Qiao Zhuo swept the table lazily, and smiled sideways with one hand on his face, "It's nothing, I just came over to say congratulations to Director Ma."

When the man said this, his eyes drooped slightly, his long eyelashes like crow feathers flickered, his beautiful neck was wrapped in a suit, his wrists and sides were so white that it burned people's hearts.

Ma Cheng suddenly felt that such a person sitting behind a desk would have a different taste.

Ma Cheng was still smiling when he got up, "Boss Qiao, you are being polite. I will choose another day to entertain guests. You must attend to show respect."

As soon as Ma Cheng finished speaking, he met Qiao Zhuo's long and narrow eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and thought something was wrong in his heart!

Sure enough, Qiao Zhuo sneered and said: "Yes, I suddenly remembered my birthday party a few days ago. Director Ma was too busy to attend, and I don't know who got the invitation letter in the end."

Ma Cheng couldn't keep his smile, his eyes had already sunk, this Qiao Zhuo did it on purpose, he was testing the relationship between Yan Muyuan and himself.

But the largest coal mine and iron mine in Jiangcheng are still in Qiao Zhuo's hands. Ma Cheng has no way to tear himself apart with him at this stall, so he can only bear with it and respond: "I'm really sorry, I was busy with work that day..."

Qiao Zhuo clicked his tongue before Ma Cheng finished speaking, "The deputy chief is busy with work, so Chang Huai has to go."

Ma Cheng heard that his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

Qiao Zhuo smiled with his eyes bent, and his voice was soft, "It's just a joke, Director Ma, don't be angry."

Ma Cheng nodded while wiping the sweat from his forehead, his legs softened and he sat back on the sofa.

Qiao Zhuo hissed in distress, "I have something recently, and I may need to trouble Director Ma."

Ma Cheng knew that Qiao Zhuo was still probing, and asked, "What's the matter? As long as I can help Boss Qiao, I will definitely help."

Qiao Zhuo randomly picked up the pen on the table and turned it around, his fingers were long and fair.

"I don't know if Director Ma knows about Yan Muyuan?"

Ma Cheng blinked, his face remained unchanged, he frowned as if thinking for a while before answering: "There is such a person, who has dealt with several times in Jiangcheng for the first time."

Qiao Zhuo raised his eyebrows lightly, "This Yan Muyuan and I are very at odds with each other, and Director Ma can help me take care of it, which can be regarded as a certificate of trust for us to cooperate with each other in the future."

Ma Cheng: "..."

Qiao Zhuo crossed Erlang's legs and asked in confusion, "Why, Director Ma doesn't want to give me this favor?"

Ma Cheng got up and looked firmly, "No, Boss Qiao misunderstood, but I just took office, and that Yan Muyuan is also a ruthless character..."

Qiao Zhuo stretched out his index finger and hissed against his lips, and asked with sharp eyes, "I only want one answer, Director Ma, should I help or not?"

Ma Cheng's back was drenched in cold sweat, and while he was hesitating, he suddenly saw Qiao Zhuo forcefully pull open the drawer of the desk and cabinet, and pulled out the pistol.

Ma Cheng's face turned pale instantly, how could he know!

Qiao Zhuo turned around casually with the gun in his hand, while Ma Cheng who was standing beside him looked terrified.

"Boss Joe, I'll help you with this."

Qiao Zhuo stood up without any hesitation when he heard the words, put the pistol on the table and sneered at Ma Cheng: "The gun is good, Director Ma."

It wasn't until Qiao Zhuo walked away from the police station in a limousine manner, got into the car and drove away, that Ma Cheng's heart slowly let go.

The system prompt sounded next to Qiao Zhuo's ears: "The male protagonist Yan Muyuan's career growth value +5."

Qiao Zhuo sat in the car and said with a smile: "Ma Cheng really locked him in?"

The system hissed: "Of course, Ma Cheng is afraid that you will find out the fact that the two of them are cooperating, so he can only pretend to follow your wishes."

Qiao Zhuo laughed loudly, "Ma Cheng almost frightened to death when he saw me take that gun out."

The system was speechless: "Host, this kind of behavior is too dangerous, so don't do it again in the future."

Qiao Zhuo looked out the window and obviously didn't take the system's reminder to heart, and said to the driver: "Turn around, go to the prison."

Yan Muyuan knew that Ma Cheng's coming to power would be risky for him, but he never thought that he would be dragged to prison the next second while sitting at home. Although Wang Qing said that he would not be locked up for a long time, no one would be sent to such a place for nothing.will be happy.

Yan Muyuan's eyes were gloomy with interest, and he whispered the name Qiao Zhuo in his mouth.

The sound of the iron door shaking came from a distance, and the rhythmic sound of leather shoes stepping on the concrete floor.

Yan Muyuan lowered his eyebrows and remained motionless, thinking that this person came so fast.

The man was wearing a suit jacket over his shirt, twisting a cigarette between his fingers and taking a puff on his head. After a while, he stepped on his leather shoes and stood in front of the iron railing.

Qiao Zhuo gently raised his chin and slowly exhaled the smoke, narrowed his long and narrow eyes, and said with a smile on his extremely indifferent thin lips: "Mr. Yan, are you used to living here?"

The vertical pole blocked the two of them, and Yan Muyuan, who was locked inside, tensed his shoulders, his eyes were silent and stern, and although his strong arms hung lazily by his side, it made everyone vigilant. At this moment, under the dim light, people were in a tranceWhat was blocked by the iron railing seemed to be a beast.

Yan Muyuan sighed from his throat: "Thanks to Boss Qiao."

Qiao Zhuo stamped out the cigarette butt, approached the railing and looked down at Yan Muyuan who was sitting on the straw mat.The red marks on the side of the man's neck were exposed during the movement of the man, causing Yan Muyuan who was sitting inside to lower his eyes instantly.

"Boss Qiao is busy outside?" Yan Muyuan asked.

Qiao Zhuo didn't know why the topic suddenly turned to this, so he frowned and asked, "Why do you ask that?"

As soon as Qiao Zhuo finished speaking, Yan Muyuan, who had been sitting obediently on the straw mat, suddenly got up and approached, stretched out his big hand to grab Qiao Zhuo's wrist and pulled him closer.

Yan Muyuan touched the red mark with his hand and stroked it lightly. After feeling Qiao Zhuo's trembling, Yan Muyuan smiled relieved, "So it was bitten by a mosquito."

Qiao Zhuo stepped back angrily to break free from Yan Muyuan's shackles, and warned in a cold voice: "Yan Muyuan."

Yan Muyuan held the railing with both hands and looked at Qiao Zhuo, with some kind of madness hidden in his eyes.

Qiao Zhuo's fingertips were numb when he watched him, and he glared angrily and said, "Mr. Yan, let's eat here for a few days."

Yan Muyuan suddenly lowered his head and lowered his voice and asked, "Boss Qiao, has anyone ever told you that you're indebted."