Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

Chen Guohui asked the secretary standing behind him, "Is he mocking me?"

"How could this be, Director..." Secretary Huang quickly smiled apologetically:

"Captain Yu is just concerned about your health, and has no other intentions. What would you like to eat this morning? I'll go get it for you."

"Hmph, forget it!"

Chen Guohui stood up and stretched his stiff body.

"You are all birds of a feather!"

"Hey, Chief, that's a great idea, great idea!" Secretary Huang said with a big smile.

"Commander, please move slowly, don't hurt your waist~"

Chen Guohui snorted coldly, opened the door, and strode out. He wanted to go see what was going on in the prison. Nothing had happened that night, and he felt something was wrong.

Secretary Huang hurriedly followed behind him. As soon as they reached the prison door, they heard a noisy voice coming from inside.

Chen Guohui paused, turned around and walked back, while repeatedly urging Secretary Huang:

"Hurry, hurry, hurry up!"

The two of them trotted all the way back to the office in a flash.

Chen Guohui sat at his desk, finally catching his breath and opening a newspaper when the bodyguards from yesterday stormed in.

"Hey brothers, what's going on?"

Chen Guohui took off his glasses, put down the newspaper, and asked with concern.

"Humph, you, the director, still have the mind to sit here and read the newspaper!" The leading bodyguard slammed the table angrily:

"This morning, all the prisoners our brothers brought in yesterday ran away!"

"It doesn't make sense! It doesn't make sense!"

Chen Guohui also slammed the table in anger and stood up immediately: "Who is so audacious? Don't you want to live? How dare you kidnap someone right under the noses of several brothers!"

Bodyguards: "..."

This emotion resonates without reservation, but doesn't it sound wrong? It seems that we are incompetent?

Before they could figure it out and get angry, Chen Guohui continued to curse:

"This provocative act clearly shows that you don't take me, Chen Guohui, seriously!"

He slammed the newspaper down on the table. "Someone, check it for me! Check it now!"

"Yes, Chief~"

. . .

Of course, nothing can be found out.

The policemen had been running around all night yesterday and were exhausted and anxious to go home to sleep. They just went to the street to have breakfast and stroll around, and considered themselves done with their work.

The bodyguards were unfamiliar with the place and could only stare blankly in frustration. They had no choice but to go back and apologize to Gu Xuanwu.

Gu Xuanwu was angry and aggrieved, but there was nothing he could do.

As the saying goes, a powerful dragon cannot overpower a local snake. Although he was respectfully addressed as "Sir," Cloud City was not his territory. Furthermore, he had to maintain his approachable and generous image, so he could only wave his hand and let it go.

“They are all young people.”

"Young people are always impulsive. I believe that as the situation develops in the future, they will understand my efforts."

After making these righteous remarks, Gu Xuanwu and his group left Yuncheng in disgrace the next day.

He had heard that a group of foreigners had died in Yuncheng a few days ago, and he felt that this place was not a place he could stay in for long. Moreover, he had secretly met with the people he was supposed to meet, so this trip was considered a success.

Mrs. Chen brought her driver to pick up Miss Chen Er. Seeing her like that, she felt distressed and angry. She wanted to make a scene at the police station regardless of the consequences.

But after being persuaded by others, they finally took the person away quietly. Moreover, for some unknown reason, Jiang Bin was also taken away.

The Jiang family only sent the housekeeper to pick him up.

However, the housekeeper expressed doubts about Jiang Yingjie's identity:

"How did this guy know he was our young master, even though his face was so damaged? Could it be that you guys were trying to spoof the job and hired someone to impersonate him?"

The housekeeper's face was filled with vigilance:

"The Jiang family doesn't lack this livelihood. But if they raise the wrong person, the Jiang family can't afford to lose face."

“Ahhh, ahh ...

Jiang Yingjie shouted desperately and nodded continuously, implying that he was the fourth young master of the Jiang family. Unfortunately, the housekeeper couldn't hear what he was saying, nor did he understand what the nod meant.

In this era without DNA, all explanations are pale and powerless.

But the police insisted that this person was the fourth young master of the Jiang family, and the two sides argued for a long time. Finally, the police had to search in the trash can and finally found the small note that Chen Guohui had thrown away.

For the sake of the note, and most importantly, to give the police department some face, the Jiang family's housekeeper finally reluctantly took the group of humanoid creatures away.

But the treatment is not that good.

Jiang Yingjie was lying on the wobbly broken cart, watching the clouds in the sky floating past him. He couldn't help feeling a little dazed and it felt very unreal.

After what he experienced during this period, he really felt that life was worse than death, and he was even ashamed to talk about it.

At first it was the dark and strong man, and later it was the wretched old man. Perhaps it was due to physical inconvenience, or perhaps it was the aftereffects of the "happy pills".

He went from being in immense pain at first to enjoying it silently, and finally he got used to it and accepted it.

But at this moment, the situation began to take a turn for the weird. The wretched old man, perhaps having worn off his novelty, began introducing him to different "boyfriends."

From then on, his life fell into hell again.

Every day when he opened his eyes, there were different men around him. Those men did whatever they wanted to him, not treating him as a human being at all...

Jiangzhai.

The eldest lady was playing mahjong with Song Nianru, Jiang Meixian and Jiang Yingying.

The eldest lady had just grabbed a card, and after a long while of struggling with a gloomy face, she threw it away with a determined heart:

"Nine Ropes~"

"I'll eat it!" Jiang Yingying shouted quickly.

"Hahaha, I win!" Jiang Meixian also shouted, while spreading out the cards in her hand to show off.

Madam: "..."

She threw the cards in anger and said, "I don't want to play anymore. You two girls, don't you know how to give me some space?"

Jiang Meixian quickly coaxed her:

"Don't worry, mother. I'll definitely give you some cards in the next round!"

The eldest lady snorted coldly:

"I don't believe you're just playing against me. You two, learn from the eldest young lady next time. She must have already played against me!"

Song Nianru: “…”

Talk nonsense.

It wasn't that she was trying to do a favor, it was just that every time she got the cards, she was about to win. Not just the first lady, but anyone else played a card, she had to win, play a card, and win a card. How could she play this game?

She said she didn't want to play.

The fourth lady stuffed the cards into her hand, saying that she had something to do, and walked away.

Now that time had passed, Song Nianru had become more familiar with the Jiang family and their affairs. She knew that the third daughter, Jiang Meixian, was born to the fourth wife, while the fourth daughter, Jiang Yingying, was born to the fifth wife.

The Fourth and Fifth Madams were both married to Mr. Jiang by the First Madam herself in his early years, simply to serve as a check and balance against the Second and Third Madams who were sent by Madam Jiang.