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  Liu Ziguang remembered the license plate number of this police car, which was exactly the ride of that little policewoman Hu Rong who had been looking at him with disapproval. Since the last time he saw her at the bank shootout, she suddenly appeared again, definitely targeting him once more.

  It's probably those two kids who had their arms broken earlier and were found by the police car, that's why they came to our door. Liu Ziguang smiled wryly and said: "Sorry, we can't continue drinking this wine."

  Deng Yunfeng and Zhuo Li looked at Liu Ziguo, then at the police car, seeming to understand something, but they both sat still, not moving. They were both good citizens, and didn't know what to do in this situation.

  The police car stopped, and the doors on both sides opened. The deputy driver who got out was still Police Officer Wang, but the one driving was not Hu Rong, but a young and inexperienced policeman with a greenish gaze.

  Old Wang walked quickly into the second-hand shop, took off his hat and said to the young boss: "Stir-fry two portions of river noodles to take away." Then he chuckled and said: "Little Liu, eating?"

  Liu Ziguang also nodded: "Officer Wang, go patrol."

  Old Wang smiled and said, "Yes, let's buy some takeout on the way. By the way, that matter was handled well. I'll be retiring in half a year, and before I retire, our district will be peaceful and safe. I'll treat you to a drink."

  As he spoke, he patted Liu Ziguang's shoulder with a familiar smile, as if they were old friends. Meanwhile, Master Wang was quick to cook two servings of river noodles and handed them over in disposable lunch boxes to Old Wang, who took the box and called out: "Let's go."

  As he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head and said: "By the way, Xiao Hu is no longer working at the station now, he has been transferred to the second major team of the Criminal Police Brigade."

  Liu Ziguang didn't know why Old Wang suddenly mentioned this, and for a moment he was speechless, only able to murmur a vague "uh-huh".

  Officer Wang got on the bus and left. Deng Yunfeng picked up his chopsticks again and said, "Xiaoguang, you're also quite familiar with the people at the police station?"

  Zhuo Li said: "I didn't expect you to be doing so well, calling the shots in this area. If I get caught by the police tomorrow, you'd better come and bail me out."

  Liu Ziguang said: "It's just a slight acquaintance, Zhuo Li. If you get caught, it must be because of whoring around. I wouldn't dare to bail you out, that would be too embarrassing."

  Dinner ended in a joyful atmosphere, and when it was time to leave, Deng Yunfeng grasped Liu Ziguang's hand and thanked him repeatedly. The old worker's large hands were rough but powerful, filled with gratitude. Liu Ziguang said: "Old Deng, you've had quite a bit to drink, get some rest early, we have to go to work tomorrow."

  Deng Yunfeng went home first, while Zhuo Li, who had eaten three plates of stir-fried waist flowers, was unwilling to go home and insisted on going to Huaqing Pool for a bath. Liu Ziguang glanced at his phone and said, "It's still a bit early, the lady hasn't finished eating or putting on makeup yet. Why don't we go have some more drinks and eat some barbecue?"

  Zhuo Li immediately agreed, and the two of them got on their bicycles and arrived at the night market barbecue stall. The business was booming, with people crowded together, and it was hard to find a table. The empty beer crates were piled up like a small mountain, and the vendors selling cigarettes, drinks, ice cream, and hand-pulled noodles were all doing a thriving business. Zhuo Li's eyes widened in amazement: "Wow, this is your stall? How much money do you make in a day?"

  Liu Ziguang smiled faintly: "Just a small joke, I let my little brother help out, and several thousand yuan will be earned in a day. There are too many freebies, can't do anything about it."

  "Awesome! I didn't think making money could be so easy!"

  Although the stall is crowded with people, and tables are even set up on the sidewalk outside, there is always one table under the big shed that remains empty. No one else dares to sit there, as it is reserved for Lao Da. Liu Ziguang sits there when he comes, otherwise it's left empty.

  With Zhuo Li sitting down at the table, the dishes were served without needing to be ordered. Mao Hai was now a seasoned head waiter, with a group of 13- or 14-year-old boys and girls under his command, all of whom had been summoned from their hometowns to work. Liu Ziguang hadn't wanted to use child labor, but considering the actual difficulties faced by these children's families, who were so poor they couldn't even afford to cook a meal, he figured they needed to eat first before going to school, and that was why he had agreed to let them work as waiters.

  "Mao Hai, this is Zhuo Li, your elder brother. Arrange some spicy dishes like oil waistband, mutton whip and mutton balls, the spicier the better." Liu Ziguang said.

  Mao Hai smiled at Zhuo Li with a black face and two rows of white teeth. Recently, his mother's cancer has stabilized after chemotherapy, and the child is in a good mood. Of course, the cost of this treatment is not cheap, Liu Ziguang has already spent 700,000 to 800,000 yuan, he doesn't mention it, Mao Hai doesn't ask, but they both have a count in their hearts.

  Liu Ziguang sat down here, and people kept coming over to greet him, toast him, and Zhuo Li's eyes were dazzled, saying: "Four Eyes, from now on I really dare not call you Four Eyes, otherwise someone will cut me with a knife."

  He ate a large amount of spicy food and drank a whole case of beer, but surprisingly, Zhuo Li didn't even need to use the restroom. Liu Ziguang couldn't help but exclaim in surprise: "They say you are what you eat, and it's absolutely true! Your kidneys must be incredibly healthy!"

  Zhuo Li said: "That's absolutely it, time is almost up, I've had enough wine, want to go steam a sauna."

  Liu Ziguang burst out laughing: "You want to go relieve your anger, huh? Alright! I haven't thanked you for what happened during the day yet, let me treat you."

  After finishing, he immediately shouted a dozen or so younger brothers to take a taxi together to Huqingchi. When they arrived at the entrance, the security guard of the bathing center saw Liu Ziguang coming and quickly notified the manager on the floor with a walkie-talkie. The manager came down with the leader, smiling and offering Liu Ziguang cigarettes, saying: "Brother Guang is here to support us again, right? Two new technicians from Yangzhou have arrived today, they are under twenty years old, very skilled, Brother Guang wants to try them out?"

  Liu Ziguang said: "Old Li, you've forgotten again. I don't like this kind of thing. He's my old classmate, and today I'm treating him, so be sure to take good care of him." As he spoke, he pushed Zhuo Li forward.

  Manager He's words, a glance, the leader of that ** rushed up and grabbed Zhuo Li's arm, shouting "Brother, brother", Zhuo Li's eyes scattered on the spot, his footsteps were chaotic, he was almost unable to hold on, and he wished to execute him on the spot.

  Let's not talk about anything else, change shoes and clothes, rush to take a shower, Zhuo Li hurriedly shouted, didn't even wash sauna, quickly put on sauna clothes and went upstairs. Originally, he always rested in the hall, but today Liu Ziguang invited him as a guest, so naturally he had to go to the fourth floor private room. In the luxurious private room, there were fruit platters, cigarettes, pastries, and head-turning pills, all complete. The mahjong table was also set up. Zhuo Li secretly asked: "I heard that the minimum consumption in the private room is 1,000 yuan, are you really treating me?"

  Who would have thought that after Lao Si's downfall, Huaqingchi would be taken over by Liu Ziguang? The boss is still trying to curry favor with him. When Liu Ge invites you out, it's definitely on the house.

  "Never mind, just play as you like, whatever it is will be counted as mine." Liu Ziguang said.

  "This is what you said, so I'll just play it cool then." Zuo Li said excitedly, unable to hold back.

  The leader brought all the technicians from Quanhuqingchi, and Zhuo Li chose one. A row of women wearing black suspenders and ultra-short skirts lined up in a row, their thighs like forests, white and dazzling. Zhuo Li swallowed his saliva, and his pants had already set up a tent. He quickly pointed: "These two will do."

  Zhuo Li and the two technicians went upstairs for a massage, leaving Liu Zi Guang downstairs to watch TV. After an hour, Zhuo Li still hadn't come down, so Liu Zi Guang asked the manager to go up and hurry him along. The result was that the manager went up but didn't return either. Another 40 minutes passed before Zhuo Li came downstairs looking refreshed and spry, with the manager and two technicians following behind him, their legs weak and covered in sweat, exhausted.

  Lying on the soft sofa, smoking Chinese cigarettes, eating imported fruit, Zhuo Li sighed: "It's really TM great, I made two new technicians almost die, they begged for mercy. Later, the leader came up, and I also got her, after all, it's because of age and experience. This one only lasted half an hour."

  Liu Ziguang said: "How's that, had enough fun? If we've had enough fun, let's go."

  Two people went downstairs, and the younger brothers in the hall also rested. A group of people went down to the hall, Zhuo Li only saw Liu Ziguang take a stack of money to the front desk, but the manager refused to accept it and pushed it back. Liu Ziguang said something, and he took it with an apologetic look.

  The manager saw everyone off all the way to the road and had the security guard help them call a taxi, until Liu Ziguang got in the car, he was still waving goodbye from behind.

  "Four Eyes, how much did you spend today? Why does it seem like the manager doesn't want to take your money?" Zhuo Li asked in the taxi.

  "I don't know how much money he spent, he said it was on the house, but I still gave him a thousand yuan as a tip. You can't just take advantage of people like that and not give them any money, right?" Liu Ziguang said.

  Zhuo Li fell silent, opening the car window to let the strong wind blow through his hair. He couldn't help but say that tonight's events had stimulated him. Liu Ziguang was a master of both black and white, with underlings at his beck and call, making a fortune from various businesses, and even casual gifts exceeded Zhuo Li's monthly salary. It was truly a case of "goods compare to goods, people compare to people, until death".

  When getting off the car, Zhuo Li asked Liu Ziguang for his phone number and said hesitantly: "If I'm laid off, can I hang out with you?"

  "Welcome anytime."

  ……

  The next morning, Liu Ziguang noticed a news report in the newspaper while having breakfast at home. Jiang Daming, the head of the city's transportation bureau, was formally sued for embezzling and accepting bribes worth 50 million yuan during his tenure as commander-in-chief of highway construction. A month ago, Jiang had already been placed under disciplinary detention by the Commission for Discipline Inspection, and now he has been transferred to judicial authorities.

  This is a very ordinary news, the former director of the transportation bureau on the newspaper wore an orange prison uniform, looking miserable. Liu Ziguang didn't care at all and just held his bowl to drink porridge. Suddenly he lifted his head fiercely, this corrupt official's face looked very familiar, as if I had seen him somewhere before.

  But no matter how hard he tried, Liu Ziguang couldn't remember, so he gave up thinking about it and went out for a run. Although Gaotu Slope was a shantytown, the terrain was excellent, bordering on the picturesque Huai River. As he ran, he arrived at Binjiang Avenue, where it was just past 7 o'clock in the morning. The white-collar workers living in the luxurious houses along the river were driving out to work in their private cars, while others were walking out to take the bus. At a bus stop, Liu Ziguang spotted a familiar face - wasn't that Jiang Xueqing, the TV host?

  Jiang Xueqing in reality looked more haggard than on the TV screen, with a small round face that was pale and listless. She stood there, when suddenly a shiny black Audi pulled up, and a chubby face leaned out of the window: "Little Jiang, going to work? I'll give you a ride."

  Jiang Xueqing forced a smile and said: "Thank you, Director, I'll take the bus."

  Fat face wouldn't let up, and forced Jiang Xueqing to get on the car, causing everyone waiting for the train on the platform to stare. Helpless, Jiang Xueqing had no choice but to move forward, while Fat Face continued driving behind her, clearly getting angry. With a dirty mouth, he said: "Little bitch, don't give me attitude, when your dad was in power, I didn't dare touch you, now that your dad is down, watch me take care of you, if you don't get on the road today, then stop working first, and don't even do traffic reporting."

  Suddenly a foot kicked over, kicking the fat face into the car. The fat face subconsciously slammed on the brakes and stopped. When he looked up, a man dressed in a menacing manner was staring at him angrily: "Are you done yet?!"

  Chubby face didn't dare say anything more, endured the intense pain on his face and sped away.

  The one who kicked the person was indeed Liu Ziguang. Although he didn't have a good impression of this somewhat neurotic female anchor, he couldn't bear to see such despicable behavior taking advantage of someone's misfortune. Turning his head back to look at Jiang Xueqing, the beautiful female anchor had already been crying silently, her shoulders shaking with sobs.

  "This face looks so familiar," Liu Ziguang suddenly thought, "the corrupt official in the morning paper and Jiang Xueqing's faces look alike, and they also share the same surname Jiang, maybe they're father and daughter."

  Jiang Xueqing also recognized Liu Ziguo at this time, the young man who was exercising in the morning was the folk hero who had been interviewed by himself a few months ago, killing two armed thugs in seconds, cold and ruthless with agile movements. Jiang Xueqing had once been crazily infatuated with this legendary man, but due to sudden changes at home, it never happened.