Strongest Guard

After the beating, the investigation team was filled with a passion they had never felt before. Yue Zitong had already left work, and they were still flipping through their account books, ready to fight at night.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't care about that. She instructed Director Zhang to let her take care of the accounting staff, then got into the car and drove out of the parking lot.    

    

Yue Zitong didn't know why, but when the car got to the stop sign at the intersection, she slowed down and looked out the window. She was looking forward to a damn guy who would sneakily come up and say, "Beautiful girl, why don't you take a ride?"    

    

A lot of people below the stop sign, a dozen or so young people in their twenties, were better than Lee Nanfang in their taste. They all saw her looking out of the car with a searching look on her face, but none of them dared to come up and start a conversation.    

    

They knew very well that there was an insurmountable gap between them and the city girls who were driving the bus. At best, they would wait until the bus had gone far away before they would mutter to themselves, "If only I had such a woman!"    

    

On the way home, Yue Zitong drove very slowly and spent half the time more than usual. It wasn't until they turned onto the road that led to the villa complex that the car suddenly picked up its speed.    

    

Somehow, she had a premonition that when she parked her car in the yard, a guy with a paper hat on his head and a flowered apron around his waist would come running out of the living room and say, with a fawning smile, that she had worked hard.    

    

The car stopped in the yard and the engine was turned off. Yue Zitong looked at the door of the living room.    

    

No one came out.    

    

She waited for five minutes, but no one came out.    

    

Yue Zitong's excitement died down once again. She leaned back in her chair and closed her eyes. After a long time, she laughed at herself and muttered, "Yue Zitong, what's wrong with you? Your emotions were actually influenced by him. Could it be that you've fallen in love with him? "    

    

"Impossible, how could I fall in love with a monster, a scum? Yue Zitong, pull yourself together, the earth will turn around no matter who it is, and no matter who you turn away from, you will still be able to live! "    

    

Yue Zitong waved her fist in the air a few times before opening the door and getting off the car.    

    

The living room was empty. The door to the guest room on the east side was wide open. A clean wooden bed could be seen at a glance.    

    

The sheets and clean clothes on the bed were already gone. This proved that Lee Nanfang came back. After packing up his things, he left again.    

    

"It's good that you left. Isn't it just leaving? It's not a big deal!"    

    

Yue Zitong sneered and threw off her shoes. She walked to the sofa and sat down. Her snow-white legs were placed on the table. She took out a box of cigarettes from the bottom of the table and put one in her mouth.    

    

Through the rising smoke, Yue Zitong saw the pair of high-heeled shoes that she had casually kicked on the floor. After a moment of silence, she stood up and walked over, placing the shoes on the shoe rack behind the door.    

    

She had eaten instant noodles for three consecutive afternoons, and every time she ate instant noodles, she would coincidentally be stuck at the time when Lee Nanfang had just finished cooking dinner — what was personality?    

    

What they meant by personality was that instead of eating a delicious meal, he was eating instant noodles by himself!    

    

How delicious could the instant noodles be?    

    

Director Yue was stunned as he ate that delicious meal. To be honest, this was not a realm that ordinary people could reach.    

    

However, how could he swallow the instant noodles tonight?    

    

"So, the reason why delicacies are delicious is determined by one's mood."    

    

When the mood is good, eat the fugu is a fugu jumping wall, when the mood is bad, eat the fugu jumping wall.    

    

Pushing the instant noodles aside, Yue Zitong lit another cigarette and curled up on the sofa, staring outside the door in a daze.    

    

The sky gradually darkened. She did not turn on the lights as she slowly blended into the darkness without moving a muscle.    

    

Maybe it was because he was stimulated by money, or maybe it was because he was just an informant in a police movie, around 9 pm, Wang Defa called Lee Nanfang. His tone was still as excited as before, almost to the point that he had to repeat every sentence, just in case Lieutenant Li didn't understand.    

    

According to Xiao Lee of the Finance Department, the joint investigation team sent to the area this time was brought up by the gold district chief at an important meeting of the unit.    

    

Initially, as a rich and powerful person in the district, any official who wanted to put up such a front would have to carefully consider it. After all, it was not rational to make such a big move based on the reports from a few consumers.    

    

He said that the purpose of our officials was to serve the people. Since some of Kaihuang Group's actions have already caused harm to the people, then our officials must help them and not let them off just because a certain group of people are rich in taxes, so we can ignore certain immoral acts.    

    

If there was something, he would change it, but if there was nothing, he would increase his efforts.    

    

These eight words were the final conclusion that the Prefectural Elder Jin came up with after that meeting.    

    

"I also heard Xiao Lee say that he heard it from his cousin in the tax department. No matter if it's in the city or the district, he doesn't agree to send the investigation team to our group. But since the gold district is in the service of the people, they have to do whatever they want."    

    

Finally, Wang Defa said: "Actually, Xiao Lee's cousin said it was Director Yue who offended the gold district. As for how I offended him, it's a taboo. Xiao Lee tried asking a few times, but he didn't say it. I was planning to treat his cousin at the hotel. If they didn't come, I would have to buy two cigarettes and give them to Xiao Lee. "    

    

Lao Wang's last sentence was the main point he wanted to express after talking for a long time.    

    

He was telling Lee Nanfang that he wasn't just going to take the money, he also had to spend money when necessary.    

    

"Alright. "Lao Wang, you did well. After this is over, there will be benefits for you as well."    

    

Lee Nanfang understood why Lao Wang said this, so he didn't care too much about it. He just smiled and said a few words, then hung up the phone.    

    

Lee Nanfang knew what was going on when Lao Wang mentioned the gold zone.    

    

Speaking of which, this was all caused by him. If he didn't speak up when he was at Blue Sky Bar, then Yue Zitong wouldn't have gotten into this trouble.    

    

"This Jin guy really dares to cause trouble."    

    

Lee Nanfang laughed and shook his head. He was impressed by the gold zone's ability to provoke the Yue clan's young miss.    

    

But very quickly, he couldn't smile anymore.    

    

He remembered what he saw in the company today. Someone was checking the accounts, someone in the CEO's office was holding photos and needed an explanation from Yue Zitong. It seemed normal.    

    

It wasn't normal.    

    

With Yue Zitong's bad temper, how could she allow these small officials to show off their might in front of her?    

    

She only needed to make a phone call and dare to use her power to take revenge on her gold district. Hugh had sent an investigation team to the company to check the accounts, and even if he had just shown up, he would have been completely wiped out.    

    

Did he really think that the Yue Clan of Beijing was someone who would allow others to bully them without making a sound?    

    

In reality, the investigation team had really moved into Kaihuang Group, and Yue Zitong didn't seem to be in control of the situation. From her feigned indifference, it was clear to see.    

    

"Interesting, could she have been abandoned by the Yue Clan?"    

    

After considering the smell, Lee Nanfang felt that it would be best to give the old man a call and ask about it.    

    

Even if he was beaten to death, he would never believe that the old man would not know that someone was making things difficult for his Kaihuang Group.    

    

Sure enough, when Lee Nanfang asked the old man about this using a tone that was even more master than his master's, the answer made him angry: "Kid, the trouble that you two have caused should be solved by you guys. If you are in trouble, then ask for your lord. How can you grow strong in the future? It was said that after the full moon, the little eagle would be pushed out of the nest. "You two are little eagles, you can't possibly stay on our wings forever …"    

    

Lee Nanfang interrupted him impatiently: "Just say it clearly, the Yue Family purposely ignored this matter, right?"    

    

"Of course."    

    

the old man said.    

    

"Why not?"    

    

"This is to promote the relationship between you two, to create a chance for you to hone yourselves."    

    

"Damn."    

    

Lee Nanfang swore and said: "When Yue Zitong is hung up on OF platform, you can ignore it and I can settle it. That is my old business. "But the problem is, now that it involves the government, you can't possibly let me use the methods I use in the martial arts world to deal with the officials, right?"    

    

"Why can't I? I think you've fed the dogs all the hard work your wife has taught you all these years? Hmph, have you never heard of the idiom of returning to the same place on a different path? So what if it's official? The government is the martial arts world! "    

    

The old man's tone was laced with obvious hatred, "I had always thought that you would understand this principle after being beaten in the martial arts world for so many years. I didn't expect that you would still be uncivilized. I have overestimated you, but you are actually worse than Zitong. "Don't be unconvinced, Zitong's way of handling this matter is much better than yours. I have spent many years of her life …"    

    

After Lee Nanfang hung up the phone, he felt like his face was burning.    

    

After so many years, this was the first time he had been cursed at by an old man. He didn't even dare to fart.    

    

How embarrassing.    

    

The dignified Black Ghost, the savior of all mankind – after encountering such a small matter, his first reaction was actually to hope that the Yue Clan could use their power to solve the problem. He didn't expect that he could use underhanded means to deal with Lao Jin.    

    

It was true that Lao Jin was an official in the government. It was' against the rules' that Lee Nanfang wanted to deal with him using Jianghu tactics. However, what Lao Jin was doing now was not something that a simple official could do.    

    

The first person to break the rules was the gold zone.    

    

It was laughable that Lee Nanfang still followed the rules to call the old man and interrogate him. This was like carrying a mountain of gold and asking for food. Being scolded like that was asking for it.    

    

Especially when the old man said that Yue Zitong's way of handling this matter was much better than his, Lee Nanfang was too ashamed to put his head into his pants.    

    

Fortunately, no one would come under the big tree on the hillside that night and stare at him with a face full of mockery.    

    

"Hmph, what abilities can Yue Zitong have now? "He's just going to disguise as a masked man to intimidate Lao Jin."    

    

Lee Nanfang looked at the mansion in the distance as he wiped his cheeks that were still burning hot.    

    

The villa was dark and dark, with no lights on, as if there was no one inside.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang knew that Yue Zitong hadn't come out since she got home. She must be sitting on the sofa, looking outside and cursing him.    

    

Lee Nanfang didn't care about it when no one else was scolding him. He comfortably lied on the tree branch and looked at the starry night sky. He smiled and said to himself: "Lao Jin, I dare guarantee that you will live the rest of your life in regret."