"Sifted down, archives, Cafeteria, cleaning, including Deputy Division Chief, I..."
"It can be listed as a key target of suspicion."
"Cafeteria Although it doesn't seem like much, everyone is usually used to talking about something while eating."
"But our kitchen and restaurant are far apart, so we can rule it out."
"The second is cleaning. The advantage is that you can move around at will, but our Xiao Xiao's Mobei City Guard Bureau are not worth such a big fight."
"So if I were Soul Hunt, when I placed people in the Guard Bureau, I would probably focus on the positions of archives, Deputy Division Chief, and director."
"But I'm not. The rest are easier to filter."
Father Zhao said calmly.
Yu Sheng nodded slightly.
"Are you going to arrest me?"
Father Zhao looked at Yu Sheng in a consultative manner and asked.
Yu Sheng shook his head slightly. "Why should we arrest him?"
"Because it has something to do with Soul Hunt..."
Father Zhao was stunned for a moment.
"Well, I won't catch you..."
Yu Sheng shook his head slightly. "It's not urgent."
"Okay."
Father Zhao stared at Yu Sheng carefully, and for a moment he was a little unsure of what Yu Sheng was thinking.
After spending decades with the Guard Bureau, he actually couldn't understand Yu Sheng, and in the end he could only nod lightly.
"Learn from others!"
"Emotions and anger are invisible!!!"
"What is this called? City Palace!"
"No wonder I am Ink Pavilion Head and you are City Lord from a small town!"
"Why is there such a big gap between the students taught by the same school???"
Father Zhao, who was smiling at Yu Sheng one second, turned his head directly the next second, stared at Zhao Zicheng, and said fiercely.
Zhao Zicheng froze on the spot with a confused look on his face, not knowing why the gunfire was aimed at him again.
"When is the wedding the day after tomorrow?"
Father Zhao said again.
"Eight o'clock in the morning..."
Zhao Zicheng said subconsciously, but quickly realized. "No, you don't know when my wedding is? You, the father..."
"I'm not busy with work."
Father Zhao said matter-of-factly.
Zhao Zicheng looked at the TV and then at his own father, and there was silence for a while.
After a while, he silently took out Zhao's father's leave request note from his pocket and wrote four big words on it in front of him, "Not approved."
After writing it, he put the leave request note on the coffee table.
"Since you are busy at work, go back to work."
"Otherwise, I will apply to Ink Pavilion Head and change to the Head of the Guard Department."
Zhao Zicheng showed a bright smile, then turned his head and looked at Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng sat calmly on the sofa, feeling the gaze of Zhao Zicheng, motionless.
"Haha..."
"At the wedding, you will kowtow to your parents."
"As long as I don't yell stop, you will keep knocking..."
Zhao's father is smiling but not smiling.
Zhao Zicheng glared. "Can you bear to see your future daughter-in-law serve tea and kowtow all the time?"
"You can't bear to let your old father go back to work overtime."
"There's nothing else I can't bear to do."
Father Zhao said slowly.
The two men just stared at each other, neither of them flinching in the slightest.
The atmosphere reached a stalemate.
Sun Wen coughed awkwardly and put down the phone. "Actually, I think the key to the problem is..."
"With the bride, have you communicated?"
"For example, their list of relatives, the number of people attending the wedding, including their customs..."
After hearing Sun Wen's words, Zhao Zicheng said subconsciously, "My dad has communicated with them over there..."
"Aren't you communicating?"
Father Zhao was confused.
For a moment, the room fell into absolute silence.
"You can sit wherever you like, I'll go out first!"
"It seems I haven't done something yet..."
The father and son looked a little panicked, and hurriedly grabbed their coats and left.
Only Yu Sheng and Sun Wen were left sitting on the sofa, looking a little ridiculous.
"What does his girlfriend see in him?"
"Stupid?"
"It's still simple..."
Sun Wen said quietly, talking to himself, then sighed and shook his head, started the remote meeting again, and was busy with his own group's affairs.
Yu Sheng has been sitting there in a daze, with wisps of energy pouring into his body along the necklace around his neck.
What they don't know is...
Ink City Over there, the headquarters is going crazy now.
"Where is Pavilion Master?"
"Let us in!!!"
"This document must be signed by Pavilion Master personally!"
"Pavilion Master won't be lost, right?"
The leaders of each department all stood at the door of Pavilion Master Office, looking at the Pavilion Master Secretary, urging him.
Secretary, on the other hand, remained as calm as possible.
"Pavilion Master is dealing with important matters and cannot see guests for the time being."
"Sorry, sorry..."
"Well, I know your matter is urgent, but Pavilion Master is currently dealing with this matter, which is also very important."
"Please wait patiently, all for the Ink Pavilion..."
Secretary responded one by one, his voice neither fast nor slow. No matter what these people said, he stood firmly at the door of Office, motionless.
Until...
"Mobei City Lord is getting married, Ink Pavilion Head is suspected of appearing at Mobei City..."
In the next room, news suddenly came from the TV.
On the screen, Sun Wen fell gracefully from mid-air, Image froze, and in the corner against the wall, a figure disappeared in an instant.
Look at the figure...
It seems to be Yu Sheng.
I don't know how this reporter accurately captured Yu Sheng's back when Sun Wen caused such a big scene.