Chapter 102: Scared Out of His Wits! (1 more update for flower)

  Frightened to death! (Updated once, seeking flowers)

  Beautiful on the outside but icy cold, yet everyone in the H City Police Department knows that Yan Jing's heart is equally fiery, it's just that no one has ever been able to ignite it before. Everyone understands that whoever can melt Yan Jing's frozen heart will be the happiest man under heaven.

  As a result, the H city police officers who have been rejected and ignored countless times still relentlessly fawn over and pursue Yan Jing.

  However, this lucky kid is actually Wu Zhengxie, a fortune-telling swindler who looks gloomy, has a despicable temperament, and has no culture or background.

  "Xiao Jing, I'm the luckiest to have you by my side." Wu Zheng Xie smiled and rarely said a cheesy line, "Before, I always thought that heaven was unfair to me, but since I met you, I think heaven is quite lovely, at least it takes care of me."

  "Pffft!"

  Yan Jing was amused by Wu Zhengyi's words and laughed, "Heaven isn't a person, you said it's just a law, how can it be lovely?"

  "Heh heh," Wu Zhengxie said with a sly smile, leaning his old face into Yan Jing's ear and whispering, "Little Jing, how about we do it nine more times tonight?"

  "Ying Jing heard this and her pretty face suddenly turned red like a ripe apple, looking lovely."

  She glared fiercely at Wu Zhengxie, and sternly hummed, "You rascal, don't even think about it." After that, Yan Jing suddenly ran forward in small steps, no longer paying attention to Wu Zhengxie.

  But the latter burst out laughing, with an uncontrollable joy in his smile. As he laughed, he chased after Yan Jing, "Haha, Xiao Jing, you once told me that when a woman says 'no', it actually means 'yes'..."

  Two people were laughing and joking, but the two people in the distance at the brokerage firm were staring at each other in dismay. They didn't have such a good mood, both of them holding a cigarette in their hands, taking turns puffing out gloomy clouds, and on the ground, they had already discarded five or six cigarette butts under their feet. It was obvious that the two of them were now very anxious, and even when looking at Wu Zhengxie and the other person in the distance, there was a strong sense of fear in their eyes.

  Just now, their boss Huang Long called and told them to wait here carefully, never offending the two people Wang who were laughing and joking.

  And their boss was also on his way, and the boss said that just now, the municipal government, the municipal police bureau, the municipal industrial and commercial bureau, the municipal tax bureau, the municipal civil affairs bureau, the municipal finance bureau... almost all the big gods in the city called this small 'Huanglong House Agency'.

  If this phone call was a good thing, he would probably laugh out loud even after waking up from sleep. However, these phone calls all picked on the shortcomings of his intermediary work, and he didn't even know what connection he had with the Municipal Civil Affairs Bureau and the Municipal Finance Bureau. Yet, the other party found a twisted reason to issue him an inexplicable notice.

  So many calls from top-notch departments came in, Huang Long was completely stunned, if he was sleeping now, he would probably be woken up by a nightmare.

  Fortunately, he had some connections within the municipal government. After making a few phone calls to inquire about it, the other party cautiously told him the reason, and only then did Huang Long realize that he had offended someone.

  In addition to the strict law enforcement of the H city government, he had no choice but to suspend his business for investigation. He was well aware that once suspended, it would be a big question mark when it could reopen, and the premise was that there was not even a hint of illegal or disciplinary behavior in this agency, and he still had to make connections up and down, run around, and owe favors before there was even a slight possibility.

  This...this is too serious.

  Huang Long was also a clever person, and after making some inquiries, he knew what the H city government wanted. He quickly took out the house contract for "Beibin Road 144" and other related items, including the door key, and drove here as fast as he could.

  He knew that as long as these two people were satisfied with Wang, his agency would have a chance to establish itself in H City. What's a little money?

  Besides, this "Ghost Gate City" is empty anyway, who dares to rent it? Moreover, Wu Zhengye's words are very right, the building where the gate city is located has only been built for six years, and wants to wait for government demolition compensation? That will take several decades.

  Besides, who can guarantee what future policies will be like? Rather than waiting for the government to demolish Ghost Gate Market, it's better to send it away. This way, we might even make one or two friends and from then on, smoothly rise through the ranks is not impossible.

  It's almost six o'clock now, and Wu Zhengye are not laughing or joking around, but are whispering to each other in a corner, they also received Chen Jun's phone call, so they understand the current situation very clearly, so the two of them are waiting leisurely like this.

  And as for what the municipal government has done, Wu Zhengye also understands it very well. This is Mayor Zhao Guanghua trying to curry favor with himself and make him owe him a personal favor.

  To be able to get the favor of a true Feng Shui master, not to mention being just a mayor of H city, even those influential figures in Beijing would also be overjoyed.

  Although domestically there has always been a strict ban on feudal superstition, this is just something to deceive the common people, and for those high-ranking officials and wealthy individuals it doesn't have any effect at all.

  Why hasn't the mysterious and obscure art of palm reading and physiognomy become extremely popular in Hong Kong and Macau?

  People who have seen the world and are knowledgeable naturally know what is true and what is false; what to believe and what not to believe.

  Those people are all clever, their brains are much more useful than Wu Zhengyi's.

  However, Wu Zhengye didn't care about that much. Human relationships are like this, there will always be a time to return the favor, and when the time comes, it's easy to solve with just a few moves. As long as he doesn't go against his principles or violate his school rules, it's fine.

  Compared to Wu Zhengxie's calmness, the two people who were constantly smoking in the distance were much more anxious. The four eyeballs of their two pairs of eyes kept glancing at the road they came from, where their boss Huang Long was rushing over...

  Finally, under the gaze of the two people that seemed to pierce through the autumn water, a black Volkswagen stopped by the side of the road. As soon as it came to a stop, a short, middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with shiny leather shoes, looking like a successful person, walked towards Wu Zhengyi and his companion with a flattering smile on his face...

  "Hehe, brother and sister, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." As he spoke, the short middle-aged man opened a small iron box, took out two cigarettes, handed one to Wu Zhengxie, and then suddenly produced a lighter, which ignited with a snap.

  This series of movements was as smooth as flowing clouds and water, and was completed in just two or three seconds, leaving Wu Zhengye directly stunned.

  This guy must be doing this all the time.

  Looking at the cigarette in his hand, Wu Zhengye couldn't help but think to himself. Habitually, Wu Zhengye put the cigarette to his mouth and was about to light it with the lighter in front of him, but Yan Jing suddenly snatched the cigarette away from him, "No smoking allowed!"

  "Ah!" Wu Zhengye was taken aback, but the short middle-aged man Huang Long was sensible and immediately put away his lighter after being scolded, saying with a smile, "Right, right, sister is right, smoking is bad for your health."

  However, Yan Jing ignored his flattery and swept him a glance, saying coldly, "Do you have something to say?"

  Huang Long was taken aback, and in his heart he couldn't help but scold the other person for asking a question they already knew the answer to. But on the surface, he smiled obsequiously and continuously bowed his head. His originally short stature, combined with his constant bowing, made him look even more diminutive standing in front of the tall and imposing Wu Zhengyi. This scene looked very out of place, but no one paid attention.

  "Sister, it's like this. I've brought all the contracts, property certificates, keys and so on for this shop. They're all in this bag now. If you have time one day to go change the household registration, just instruct Xiao Huang and he'll be there immediately."

  "Xiao Huang?" Wu Zheng asked with a sly smile, "You look like you're already in your forties, aren't you?"

  "Cough cough! Brother, I'm getting old, but you and sister are from a much older generation."

  "Alright, enough nonsense." Yan Jing said coldly, then took over the sealed file bag without opening it to look. She believed that this guy wouldn't dare play any tricks, after all, the municipal government and police bureau were not pushovers.

  Yan Jing carefully took the file bag, and Huang Long couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. Next, he turned to the two young agents who had approached him from behind and said, "Hand over the keys you're carrying. From now on, this storefront at 144 Beibin Road belongs to my brother and sister."

  Upon hearing this, the two people in the back handed over a key without any hesitation, which was received by Wu Zhengxie.

  "Brother, sister, please help me put in a good word," this guy was like an actor, his facial expression changed extremely fast. Just now he still had a flattering smile on his face, but the moment Wu Zheng received the key, it turned into a bitter face. "To be honest with you, I'm not easy to open an intermediary firm, and my brother has an 80-year-old mother to support, and below are crying children waiting to be fed..."

  "It's over." Wu Zhengxiao looked at him with a smile that was not quite a smile, "The reason you're begging for mercy is already outdated. Think back to the old days, I, the great master, only used it once before switching to a new move."

  "Uh, new...new trick?"

  He waved his hand to interrupt him and asked, "I only ask you one question, how many people have been persecuted by you since you took over this shop?"

  "Not a single one," Huang Long's face changed again, his expression extremely serious, as if swearing an oath. "Brother, you can go to the store and check our records. Since I took over this shop, I really haven't rented it out at all. For the past two years, I thought renting it out would harm people, so I didn't dare rent it out. Now that so much time has passed...so..."

  Huang Long looked at Yan Jing with a hint of apology, but the latter turned her head to one side with a cold face. Seeing this, Wu Zhengye directly spoke up and chased him away, "You can leave now. If you really didn't rent it out to others after taking over, then your agency might still be able to survive."