Autor: Su Zhishui Machinenübersetzung
The director was already in a dilemma. Who knew that he would suddenly hear the words "chief Huo" again? His teeth trembled. "You mean... Chief Huo Ting? "
"Who else could it be? " Fang Shaoan smiled coldly. Power was a good thing.
No Wonder Yan Jun wanted to help huo ting rise to the top.
With such great power, it was naturally more convenient to have it in the hands of his own people.
As he spoke, he dialed Huo Ting's cell phone and handed it to the director.
Fang Shaoan did not know what Huo Ting had said to him, but when he saw the director, he was immediately drenched in sweat and his face turned pale. He nodded repeatedly and said, "yes, yes, yes. Don't worry, don't worry... "
Then, he returned the cell phone to Fang Shaoan.
"How is it? Are you willing to let him go now? " Fang Shaoan wiped his cell phone and put it into his pocket.
"Let him go, let him go, of course... " the director was sweating profusely. He immediately got someone to open the cell and respectfully invited Zhuge Wentao out.
Wen Tao patted the dust off his sleeves and frowned slightly. He asked, "where did Yan Qing go? "
"He was taken away by Secretary Xia. He should have gone to the hospital. After all... He has three broken ribs. " When the bureau chief said the last sentence, he silently glanced at Wen Tao ...
Obviously, who was the one who did Yan Qing's three broken ribs.
Fang Shaoan suddenly felt that Zhuge Wentao's one-day trip to the prison for half a day did not seem to be a loss.
Where was it not good to hit someone? Why did he have to fight at the police station? Wasn't this an obvious provocation.
Fang Shaoan did not continue to stay at the police station. He drove Zhuge Wentao home.
On the way, he could not help but give Wen Tao a 'concerned' look, as well as an undisguised ridicule.
Zhuge Wentao knew what he was laughing at, but he was not angry. He just slowly took off his glasses and gently wiped them with a cloth.
"How is second young Master Yan? " He asked.
"I'm afraid he's already on his way to Berlin. The emperor is not in a hurry, but the eunuch is. " Fang Shaoan held the steering wheel with one hand and laughed.
They were in a hurry to teach Yan Qing a lesson, but Yan Jun didn't seem to be paying any attention to it.
Wen Tao's glasses were almost wiped clean. After he put them back on, he felt that the world in front of him was clear again.
"Second Young Master Yan has never made a move easily. Once he makes a move, the other party will never have the chance to stand up again. " As he spoke slowly, Wen Tao put away his glasses "Moreover, from what I see, it's not that second young master Yan doesn't want to make a move, but it's Yan Youcheng who is causing trouble. "
"Are you saying that the old master of the Yan family is protecting Yan Qing? " Fang Shaoan frowned. Why didn't he think of this?
"Most likely. " Wen Tao was very certain. According to Yan Jun's fiery temper, it would be strange if he didn't kidnap Yan Qing and throw him into the sea.
However, he only sent Yan Qing to prison and did nothing else.
This was not like his style at all.
Fang Shaoan was silent for a moment and sighed softly. "actually, it's understandable that the old master of the Yan family would do this. After all, the palm and the back of the hand are all flesh. "
Regardless of which one he gave up, it was the same as forcefully digging out a piece of flesh from his own body. It was destined to be dripping with blood.
Fortunately, Zhuge Wentao's skills were not bad. He broke three of Yan Qing's ribs. It could also be considered as avenging Yan Jun's Arrow. Let's see if he still dared to stir up trouble in the future?
Wen Tao, however, smiled, as if he did not agree with Fang Shaoan's words. "The bigger the family, the more cold-blooded it is. Shaoan, just you wait. Yan Qing will come back again. "