On a passing bus, passersby exclaimed, "Wow, this guy's got some nerve! Crashing a Red Flag in a Santana? Is he tired of living, or is he just tired of rice and flour and wants to go to jail to eat swill?"
Some people are saying, "How dare he? Is he blind?"
Another person said, "I guess he's been using too much heroin. There are so many people in society who use heroin these days. They drive around in beat-up cars and cause trouble everywhere. If you ask me, the crackdown isn't strong enough. Those little bastards should all be shot!"
A little while later, the local police arrived and took the driver away.
The guard got into the car and sighed, "Madam, I'm so sorry, I was so careless just now."
He would say something, and Chen Rou would have to say it was okay.
But of course, that couldn't comfort the guard; he was truly unlucky.
However, when Chen Rou turned around and exchanged a glance with Chen Ke, her heart settled back into her chest.
First of all, although Song Yuanchao did not accompany us today, he was following us in his company car.
Furthermore, Chen Ke's meeting with the old leader was arranged privately, so Wang Meng and his backer were unaware of it. The Xuefeng Blade should have been delivered to the old leader last night through Wang Meng's brother-in-law.
Today, Wang Meng was determined to monitor Chen Rou's itinerary. Just as the special car from the cadre center came to pick her up, he immediately noticed that Chen Rou and Chen Ke were going to see the old leader. As clever as he was, he immediately realized that the knife was probably a trap. Even if he couldn't think of anything deeper or further, he would try to stop the process.
These days, there are no cameras or computers, but Santanas are being continuously flooded into the market. Wang Meng could just pick one and crash into it. It might cost him some money, but he could settle things with the traffic police. The cost wouldn't be too high. However, as long as he could stop Chen Rou and Chen Ke from seeing the old leader, there was still room to salvage the situation.
Chen Rou had already guessed it, and arranged for Song Yuanchao to keep an eye on the car and also sit in the driver's seat.
She checked her phone because Song Yuanchao noticed an odd license plate number; it had circled the Hongqi twice. The key to her steering was that she had spotted the Santana's arrival before the guards.
Now, although she hadn't arrived yet, her heart was at ease. She was certain that the Snow Maple Blade was in the old commander's hands, and the entire plan was proceeding smoothly.
There is a security check at the entrance of the senior citizens' center.
The poor guard who picked them up today must have had a really tough time.
Just as the security guard was inspecting Secretary An's luggage bag, suddenly, the guard's hair stood on end, his eyes widened, and he froze.
The guard was also stunned, and asked in a low voice, "Dude, what's going on?"
The security guard paused for a moment, signaled the guests to wait, took a few steps back, called out his supervisor, and then pulled out the object. Chen Ke recognized it from a distance as the alloy gun he had bought. He quickly said, "It's just a toy gun."
Actually, there are toy guns all over the city, made of plastic, wood, and rubber, but this one is too realistic. Except for being about 3/2 lighter than a real gun, it is completely constructed like a real gun. Wouldn't it be scary to use it to test the work of the guards?
This thing shouldn't be allowed in the courtyard, but Chen Ke knew that Secretary An didn't; she secretly brought it in.
That's why the captain of the guard saluted, and Chen Ke saluted in return: "We will cooperate and leave it here."
But A Yuan didn't understand, and in just two days, he had already learned to speak Mandarin.
He also learned to salute: "Xuxu, mine."
He pointed to his chest again, very seriously: "Tututu, baby's."
The guard captain had no choice but to salute him as well: "Little friend, we uncles are just keeping it for you temporarily. We'll return it to you when you come out, okay?"
For babies, adults are actually quite boring.
Secretary An didn't sew his clothes at all along the way, so she was lying to him.
His pistol was confiscated, and A-Yuan was very unhappy.
Ah Yuan secretly thought that if his father were here, all his wishes would be fulfilled.
In the place where his father was not, he imitated his father and reached out his hand to the people he was dealing with.
The captain of the guard had seen many children, but this was the first time he had seen one from Hong Kong.
I heard he's the son of the richest man in China. He's definitely different from ordinary people. Even at such a young age, he can shake hands.
The guard captain had no choice but to shake hands earnestly: "Welcome, little friend."
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