On the morning of September 28, in the deputy department director's office at the Provincial Public Security Department.
"Come on, Shan, with how close we are, I'm definitely not saying 'thank you.' That's right, helping your buddy is what you're supposed to do. And afterward, you've still got to send people to escort those bastards back to me safe and sound!"
"Oh? Secretary Sima's there too? Then hurry up and put her on. I've got nothing more to say to you."
"What do you mean, choosing women over friends? Secretary Sima's like my own big sister..."
Deputy Department Director Zhou stood with one hand on his hip and the other holding his phone, swaggering like he owned the place!
"Yanan, I knew you were the one who really helped make this happen. I won't thank you-we're too close for that!"
"I'm doing pretty well in Linhai, Yanan. No need to worry. Mm-hmm, thanks to my friends' generous regard, life's been fairly comfortable. My superiors and colleagues put up with me. They never get angry with me."
"You know my character better than anyone. I've always been honest and kind, benevolent and gentle. If someone can't get along with me, that's definitely their problem!"
"Linhai has some lovely scenery. How about coming over for a couple of days during the National Day holiday? I'll make sure everything's taken care of. All right, Yanan, tell Shan for me that I'm craving some tea!"
After hanging up, Zhou Yi took a contented sip of tea.
He'd said it long ago: he couldn't make guarantees about anywhere else, but Yangcheng was practically his second home!
Never mind Rong Jinxiu sending a few men there-even if the entire Shanhai Group turned out in force, they'd only end up completely wiped out once they reached Yangcheng.