In this way, Song Yuan worked at Wu Dalang for several hours.
This Wu Dalang was also quite bad. In theory, Song Yuan's help for one hour would be enough to pay off the dough, but Wu Dalang kept stalling for time and refused to let Song Yuan go.
Until the radio rang, Wu Dalang felt a little itchy. He asked: "Um, you just said you were the lord's friend?"
"I keep saying this because you don't believe it." Song Yuan glanced at me.
"Well, the radio said that if you lead the Lord's friends to the administrative building in the Central Square, there will be a huge reward. Are you sure you are the Lord's friend?"
"If you want a reward, just take me there. Anyway, you won't lose anything."
"That makes sense."
Wu Dalang quickly tidied up the stall, then took Song Yuan on a rickshaw and rushed to the administrative building.
Half an hour later, Song Yuan arrived at the door of the office building.
The security guard at the door asked about the situation and immediately called Cai Huadao's mobile phone.
After answering the phone, the security guard said: "You two go to the lobby on the first floor and wait."
The security guard led the two people to the lobby on the first floor and asked them to sit in the waiting room made of glass.
Wu Dalang, who was in the waiting room, looked very excited and muttered to himself: "I wonder how much reward there will be."
Half an hour later, Jiang Feng, Su Kouye and others came to the lobby of the office building and found Song Yuan.
After the few people met, Jiang Feng asked carefully about the whole story.
Cai Huadao was very angry after hearing this, and slapped Wu Dalang until his face turned red.
"Where is the brain? You dare to detain even the lord's friends."
Wu Dalang covered his burning face and begged for mercy: "City Lord, I don't know. I thought he was lying. I really didn't mean to do it. Please forgive me."
"Security, teach him a lesson." Cai Huadao shouted.
The security guard behind him immediately rushed up, and the frightened Wu Dalang immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "I really didn't mean to do it, please..."
How could the security guard care about Wu Dalang's begging for mercy? He raised his fist and greeted him, intending to repair him severely.
However, Song Yuan suddenly stopped him and said, "Stop, don't hit him."
Song Yuan's shouting had an effect, and Cai Huadao immediately stopped the security guard.
"What's wrong? Prophet, don't you want to relieve your anger?"
"I'm not angry at all. What's the solution?" Song Yuan pushed the security guards away one by one.
"You guys go down first." Cai Huadao said to the security guard.
After the security guards left, Wu Dalang half-knelt in front of Song Yuan: "Thank you very much. I can't see Taishan. I'm sorry..."
"No, get up."
"Thank you, thank you sir for having a lot of it."
Song Yuan turned to Cai Huadao: "City Lord, the job of making noodles is not easy. Wu Dalang spent a lot of effort to grind out delicious noodles. I only understand it after experiencing it myself."
"Then you're not angry?"
"He didn't make things difficult for me. There's nothing to be angry about."
"Then you have to punish him well. He kept you privately for so long."
"No, please give him the promised reward and let him leave."
"This..." Cai Huadao looked at Su Kouye.
Su Kouye crossed his arms and leaned leisurely against the glass wall: "Don't ask me. Don't ask me when Jiang Feng is here."
When Su Kouye spoke, he didn't even look at Cai Huadao. In that situation, it was as if Cai Huadao had said the wrong thing, and Su Kouye didn't want to deal with it.
Cai Huadao immediately turned to Jiang Feng: "This matter about Wu Da Lang..."
"Give him a bounty and let him go." Jiang Feng replied simply.
"good."
Cai Huadao grabbed Wu Dalang and took him out of the waiting room.
After Cai Huadao left, Song Yuan told Jiang Feng about the tricycle driver's escape.
Jiang Feng didn't understand why the coachman lied and escaped, so he asked Su Kouye.
Su Kouye thought about it and said it was quite puzzling.
"I'll send someone to capture him and question him."
After Su Kouye left to make arrangements, Cui Wei said to Jiang Feng, "I don't like to be involved in your trivial government affairs. I want to take a good tour of Wangcheng, okay?"
"sure."
"Okay." Cui Wei suddenly stretched out her hand.
"What's wrong?" Jiang Feng asked.
"Give me a mobile phone that can contact you, and enough money."
"Yes, come on, let's go ask Cai Huada for it."
At around 3 o'clock in the afternoon, in Cai Huadao's luxurious office, the tricycle driver cried sadly and confessed everything to everyone: "I'm sorry, I'm not that great. I really don't like pulling carts for you senior officials, because you almost don't give me anything to ride on. Money. Although it is said that you can show off in the circle of friends after driving a car for a senior official, but I don’t like this method. I don’t chase stars, and I don’t admire senior officials. I just want to live a down-to-earth life. As for the things I lied about before, I I admit I made a mistake and I am willing to be punished.”
The coachman knelt in front of everyone with a sincere expression, but his hands were shaking slightly, and he could not hide the fear in his heart.
Without waiting for Jiang Feng to speak, Cai Huadao immediately explained: "Jiang Feng, senior officials are not short of money, but sometimes they don't have much cash with them... and many coachmen consciously don't want money... This coachman is too petty. …”
Cai Huadao's tone was a little unstable when he explained, and he seemed a little nervous, for fear that Jiang Feng would blame him.
But Jiang Feng just smiled and said, "Speaking of which, that dog-leg king didn't seem to ask us for money. I thought he got a fixed salary."
Su Kouye added: "Now Wangcheng is gradually transforming into a market economy."
"Isn't that great? This shows that Wangcheng's democratic construction is getting closer and closer to the end of the world."
Cai Huadao continued to explain: "Another reason for the tendency of some executives not to pay is that some people have personality cultism, and they also want to build relationships with senior officials, so they spontaneously provide services to senior officials without charging. .”
"Then set up an organization similar to a disciplinary committee to normalize the atmosphere." Jiang Feng said.
"Yes, yes, we have already started organizing."
"Okay, okay, it turns out it's such a small thing. I didn't come to Wangcheng to experience your democratic construction." Song Yuan said impatiently.
Jiang Feng patted Cai Huadao on the shoulder: "I'm sorry to trouble you about administrative matters. Please handle them well. Remember, people's hearts are formidable, and you must be worthy of such a luxurious office of yours. As a person of power now, don't forget Your original intention.”
"I understand, I will do it well, don't worry!" Cai Huadao's voice was loud.
"Well, take this person down."
"Okay." Cai Huadao picked up the driver and asked as he walked, "If anyone owes you money, please pay them back one by one."
After Cai Huadao and others left, Song Yuan closed the door and said to everyone: "Since there are only three of us left in this room, let's talk about business. Tonight, there will be blood in Beiming."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Feng's expression became serious.
"The war is coming soon."
"Is there a war? Aren't the three major alliances currently adopting a standstill policy?" Jiang Feng asked.
"You have to ask Su Kouye about this." Song Yuan looked at Su Kouye.
Su Kouye laughed: "Awesome, you are really a prophet. You actually know such a secret thing."
"Su Kouye, there are no outsiders here, just tell me." Jiang Feng said.
"Actually, I just sped up the process. Sit down and I'll tell you slowly."
Ten minutes later, when Jiang Feng learned about Su Kouye's plan, he was impressed but also a little unhappy.
"Su Kouye, although your approach is wonderful, it may bring injustice to the Guardian Alliance. All the hatred of the Imperial Capital may be directed at the Guardian Alliance."
"You are worrying too much. By then the capital itself will not be safe, and there will be no energy left for revenge."
"Song Yuan, what do you think?" Jiang Feng asked.
"It's hard to say. I only foresee that the war will start tonight."
"Is this really good?" Jiang Feng's face looked a little worried.
Su Kouye said seriously: "Jiang Feng, don't think too much. In short, the bloody storm will continue, and I will personally go into battle when the decisive battle begins. Do you have any special arrangements next? If not, can you Can’t you help me train?”
"train?"
"Well, get stronger."
"But you should know that the effect of daily training is very low." Jiang Feng is not optimistic about ordinary daily training.
"Xin Yu's training room is not an ordinary training room. I believe he can meet your needs."
"Really?" Jiang Feng still didn't believe it.
"If you don't believe it, why not give it a try?" Su Kouye showed a confident smile.
"oh?"
The three people in the room suddenly became quiet, leaving only Su Kouye and Jiang Feng looking at each other.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became solemn, and Song Yuan felt that the air in the room had become very thick, making it difficult to breathe.
Jiang Feng kept staring at Su Kouye. He couldn't believe that Su Kouye dared to say such things. If I remember correctly, before Jiang Feng went to Xichuan, Su Kouye's power was around 80.
Now almost a month has passed, and Jiang Feng estimates that even if Su Kouye makes some progress, the most he can do is break through the threshold of 99 and reach the strength of 100 people.
But with the strength of 100 people, how could he dare to say that he would compete with Jiang Feng?
Jiang Feng slowly stood up and said with a smile: "Okay, let's compete at the special training ground where you usually train. I want to see what's so special about that training ground."
Half an hour later, Jiang Feng arrived at the special training ground. It was very spacious and well-equipped, but overall, there was nothing special about it.
"This training ground is very ordinary." Jiang Feng looked around.
Su Kouye didn't answer. He came to a corner and pressed a button on a machine.
Suddenly, Jiang Feng felt his body become heavier and his breathing became extremely difficult.
Song Yuan was even more exaggerated and fell directly to the ground, unable to move.
"What on earth is going on?" Song Yan shouted, "It feels like a Mount Tai is pressing down on me."
Su Kouye smiled: "Hurry up and use your power to protect your body, otherwise your body will collapse and turn into mud."
