The man turned out to be serious.
Li Ji's face suddenly turned into a piece of red cloth, and he hesitated twice, but did not say anything.
The smoky smell of alcohol mixed with the strong smell of smoke.
He looked at Xiao Song solemnly and raised his chin: "Xiao Song, what's going on?"
"Zheng Ke, do you know each other?"
Xiao Song was greatly surprised.
"Why don't you know me?" Zheng Zheng threw the cigarette in his mouth to the ground and stomped it hard. "He is my best friend. We grew up together..."
"Ah? Zheng Ke, you are so young!"
Xiao Song's open mouth didn't close for a long time.
Zheng Zheng turned his face to Li Ji again: "Hey, let me tell you, why did you come here?"
"me......"
Li Ji opened his mouth and squeaked for a while, but still couldn't utter a complete sentence.
"Hey! Brother, what's wrong with you?" Zheng Zheng's eyes almost popped out, and he was confused, "Did you take the wrong medicine, or something?"
"me……"
Li Ji straightened his neck, his face turning purple from suppressing his emotions. He kept saying "I" for a long time, but he still couldn't say anything.
"Wucao, your sister-in-law, what's wrong with you? Talk!"
Zheng Zheng was completely confused.
Is this something that has stimulated me, or is it schizophrenia?
"No, nothing..."
Li Ji finally uttered half a sentence, struggling like a child just learning to speak.
"Fuck, you're trying so hard!" Zheng Zheng was really anxious, and almost poked Xiao Song's nose with his finger: "Xiao Song, tell me! What's going on?"
"I, I..." Xiao Song also stuttered and scratched his head, "Zheng Ke, you'd better ask Director Wang."
"Director Wang?" Zheng Zheng was stunned, then turned around and shouted into the room, "Old Wang, come out! Tell me, what's going on?"
Several people in the room had already heard the conversation outside. Director Wang walked to the door, licked his tongue, and looked unnatural: "Zheng Ke, is he your buddy?"
"Is this even fake?" Zheng Zheng glared, "If it's okay, I'll come to you to recognize my marriage!"
Director Wang's face was wrinkled, like an eggplant after being beaten by frost. He looked at Li Ji, shook his head slightly, and squeezed his eyes hard.
"Damn it, Lao Wang, you are such an idiot, blink your bird eyes and you will become a bird!"
Li Ji didn't expect to scold someone seriously, which was quite dirty.
"Zheng Ke, there may be a little misunderstanding here..." As he spoke, Director Wang came over and patted Li Ji's shoulder affectionately, "President Li, go to my office first..."
Then he shook his head at Xiao Song: "Don't look at it, go make tea!"
"Oh, yes! Yes!"
Xiao Song was suddenly called out by Director Wang. He was a little confused and hurriedly agreed. He looked at Li Ji and trotted away.
Director Wang turned around and waved to the people in the room: "Zheng Ke and I have something to discuss. Let's leave today. Those who should be on duty will be on duty, and those who should go home will go home."
There was a chaotic sound of moving tables and chairs in the room.
Li Ji grabbed his handbag and rubbed his eyes awkwardly.
"Zheng Ke, go to my office and talk."
Director Wang came closer to Zheng Zheng and lowered his voice.
"Well, that's okay..."
He frowned solemnly, touched his pocket, took out his cigarette case, took out a cigarette, and held it in his hand.
Director Wang had sharp eyes and immediately took out his lighter and lit it. Zheng Zheng lowered his head slightly, stretched his chin forward, and lit the cigarette with the flame.
He took a deep breath, hissed slightly, and a gray smoke ring curled up.
He looked at Director Wang solemnly, then at Li Ji, and turned his head: "Old Wang, go to your office!"
The three of them walked to the western end of the second floor and entered a spacious office.
As soon as he entered the door, Director Wang affectionately moved Li Ji to the sofa: "President Li, please sit down quickly! How offended, haha..."
Li Ji felt uncomfortable all over, but couldn't say anything, so he had to sit down on the sofa.
Director Wang was so quick that he brought a cup of brewed tea over and put it on the coffee table in front of Li Ji: "President Li, you're welcome, please have some tea."
Li Ji subconsciously responded and reached out to hold the tea cup.
Zheng Zheng sat down on the sofa opposite, took a few puffs of cigarette, glanced at Li Ji, and flicked the ash into the ashtray handed over by Director Wang.
Director Wang brought another cup of tea, placed it in front of Zheng Zheng, smiled, stood up and closed the door.
"Old Wang, tell me, what's going on?"
He solemnly put his cigarette in the ashtray and poured some tea into it. With a slight tingling sound, a small group of pale white mist rose up and slowly dispersed.
Director Wang dragged a chair and sat down next to it.
His Adam's apple moved with difficulty, he swallowed hard and coughed a few times: "Zheng Ke, this is what happened..."
So he told Li Ji about breaking into the police station compound, being chased by Brother Tao and others, and what happened later in the interrogation room.
Listening solemnly and attentively, the doubts on his face became more and more serious.
"I said, how could you get involved with these people?"
After Director Wang finished speaking, he asked Li Ji solemnly and puzzled.
"I don't know either," Li Ji came back to his senses with a wry smile on his face, "I got off work and was going to have dinner with Liao Ying; but unexpectedly, I was stared at by these people on the way and said something about me If I bump into them, they still want me to pay compensation..."
"Extorting money?"
Zheng Zheng and Director Wang were both stunned.
"These people asked me for 10,000 yuan..."
Li Ji didn't want to say this in front of Director Wang; however, now that he had said it, he simply no longer had any scruples.
So, Li Ji told all the things about meeting Brother Tao and several people on the road, the mistress' affair, and being forced to withdraw money.
"Damn, this is happening in broad daylight!"
Zheng Zheng slammed the table in anger.
The teacup on the table shook violently, the lid bounced up, bumped against the corner of the table, and then rolled onto the carpet.
The tea in the cup bubbled out and spread all over the table.
Director Wang hurriedly picked up the cup lid, took the rag with his hands and feet, and wiped the tea on the table.
"Old Wang, this is your third-quarter of an acre of land! You are such an idiot! You keep talking to me all day about how good your job is. That's it..."
He said solemnly and kicked one foot hard on the coffee table.
"I think you are an advanced collective by the end of the year, so don't even think about it!"
"Zheng Ke, look what you said," Director Wang put down the rag and chuckled, "Tiger still has time to take a nap. How did I know that this is your brother, Chief Zheng."
"Fuck, Wang Datou, if you hadn't met me today, you would have locked up my brother all night, right?"
Zheng Zheng also placed his other foot on the coffee table.
Li Ji then noticed carefully that Director Wang's head was indeed very big. At first glance, it really looks like the big-headed doll in the TV series. Fortunately, he was not short and fat, so he didn't look so out of place.
"Zheng Ke, you are wronging me by saying this..."
Director Wang moved the tea cup on the side of the coffee table to the middle and sat back on the chair.
"I'm not Zhuge Liang. I can do calculations. How did I know he was your brother? If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been able to offer sacrifices to the Bodhisattva..."
"Fuck, you're a bird, you just know how to act crazy and act stupid!"
Zheng Zheng couldn't help but laugh, and his tense face immediately relaxed.
Li Ji knew that Zheng Zheng had an uncle in the Provincial Public Security Department, who was said to be the director of the Personnel Department. Zheng Zheng always speaks carelessly in the bureau, and sometimes even the director can't get off the stage.
"Then what do you think we should do today?"
He solemnly took off his feet, straightened his body and said seriously.
"Zheng Ke, this may be a little troublesome today..."
Director Wang frowned and hesitated, his expression serious.
"Wang Datou, why are you trying to talk to me!" He snorted solemnly, took out a cigarette and lit it himself, "No trouble, why should I ask you?"
Director Wang sucked his mouth and made a tsk-tsk sound, his big golden teeth shining brightly.
"Zheng Ke, please take a step to speak..."
Director Wang thought for a moment, stood up, and pointed to the small conference room next to him. After a solemn hesitation, he followed Director Wang into the conference room.
The door of the conference room closed gently.
Li Ji relaxed a little.
He stared at the tea cup in front of him, and for a moment, his mind was empty.
After a full twenty-four or five minutes, Zheng Zheng and Director Wang walked out.
Director Wang walked up to Li Ji, with a smile on his face like the bright sunshine in May:
"President Li, a flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple today. Don't blame me. I want to apologize to you first. From now on, we are all brothers. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Li Ji smiled awkwardly and nodded.
"Whenever I have free time, I'll be the host and call on Zheng Ke and President Wang. Let's have a good time, have a good time..."
Director Wang said, sat down next to Li Ji, and patted his shoulder affectionately.
Li Ji's body suddenly became stiff, and he instinctively raised an arm to block the gap between the two of them.
"Leave your card number and ask them to send you the 10,000 yuan later..."
He solemnly took a piece of official paper and handed a gel pen to Li Ji.
Li Ji was stunned for a moment, bit his lip, then lowered his head and wrote down the card number.
"Director Wang, I'll leave the rest to you."
He solemnly tore off the paper and handed it to Director Wang.
"Don't worry, Zheng Ke, the money is guaranteed to arrive tomorrow."
Director Wang took the piece of paper, glanced at it quickly, folded it a few times with his hands, turned around, and carefully put it into a black notebook on the table.
"Okay, let's go!"
He solemnly threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray and waved to Li Jiyi.
Li Ji stood up and followed Zheng Zheng downstairs without saying a word.
Director Wang put the two people in the car and opened the door himself. He still stood there waving until the police car turned around the alley and was out of sight.
Li Ji sat in the passenger seat, bowing his head and saying nothing.
He drove the car solemnly, lit a cigarette and smoked it slowly. He stared straight ahead and didn't speak for a long time.
It wasn't until the car entered the city that he tilted his head solemnly and said with a serious face: "Let's forget about it for today. I will ask them to pay you back the money and never trouble you again..."
"But……"
Li Ji couldn't help but speak.
"Don't ask anything else," Li Ji gave Li Ji a sideways look solemnly, "You are about to get married, why are you still entangled with a woman? Just let it go..."
"me……"
For a moment, Li Ji didn't know how to explain.
"It's not that you can't afford to offend those people, I don't think it's necessary," Zheng Zheng's eyes were bright, "You stepped on shit, it's better to step aside quickly. Do you still want to fight to the death with shit? Are your shoes smelly?"
Li Ji turned his head and looked out the window silently.
The night was hazy.
Under the dim yellow street lights, one or two pedestrians occasionally passed by.
Li Ji couldn't express what he felt in his heart.
Suddenly I remembered that I forgot to call Liao Ying. Li Ji hurriedly took out his phone and looked at the screen before he remembered that the phone was out of battery.
Japan your sister.
Li Ji felt an unknown fire in his heart, his head felt hot, and he threw his phone out of the car window with a wave of his hand.
