(Usually I get up at noon, and I write it until one or two o'clock in the evening. But after I get up at noon today, I have something to do at home in the afternoon. I have been delayed for most of the day, so I only have two chapters now...)

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Playing mahjong? Ouyang Feifei was speechless. Although playing mahjong occasionally is also a very interesting thing. However, if you don’t go to a high-quality concert, you would rather go back to play mahjong. This is really...

It is conceivable that this person's taste in life can be more vulgar? Ouyang Feifei thinks that no matter what, this is her husband, and she has to think of ways to improve his life, art and other tastes. Don't drink old wine, smoke, surf the Internet all day, or play cards and mahjong.

The taste of traditional opera art forms has improved, so I don’t expect it for the time being. It’s better to use it to cultivate his sentiment, such as Angel or not, not pure pop music.

"Can we be less vulgar? Don't just think about playing mahjong all day long. If you are not convinced, calm down and listen to her music carefully." Ouyang Feifei ran to turn on the computer and played Angel's famous song. The desktop she used for her work had very good sound effects.

The music and the singing are like floating in the sky, stirring in the mountain stream, crying gracefully, like crying like complaints, and tear-jerking. After the song, Ouyang Feifei was immersed in the music, with tears in her eyes, as if she was teased to the tragic string in her heart. It was also like a clear and pure stream, turbulently flowing deep in her heart, washing away the dust and filth.

After a while, she came back to her senses and stopped her crying. She said to Wang Yong with some pride: "How is it, I feel... Wang Yong, what expression do you have?"

I saw Wang Yong continue to drink coffee, smoke, and look indifferent. The music that seemed to come from the depths of his soul just now had no effect on him.

"Uh, it's not my food." Wang Yong said boredly. However, he was slightly surprised. That girl Yiliya seemed to have put in a lot of hard work and her singing skills improved a lot.

"Your taste is really beyond help." Ouyang Feifei said with some angrily and excitedly: "This music comes from Angel's soul and cry deep in his heart, accusing those war dealers who provoke war for wealth and power. Pity those who suffer from war and displaced people, and even arouse people's sympathy for the children and women who have been brutally killed and humiliated. The idea of ​​this song is profound, and anyone with a little sympathy and sympathy will be moved by it."

"Yeah, the idea is very profound, I am very touched." Wang Yong said with a hawk, but there was no expression on his face. In fact, he had a very deep understanding of the cruelty and blood of war, as well as the various manifestations of human nature while struggling in the process of life and death.

It’s not that he has no sympathy, but that he has experienced too much and seen too much. He has long been numb to this. He wants to resonate with his soul with just one song. This is almost impossible.

"Okay, you won." Ouyang Feifei said helplessly at his heart. But at the same time, she entered the usual strong queen posture and said: "Anyway, I don't care whether you like it or not. I must accompany me to Angel's concert tonight. I have even bought the tickets."

Of course it is impossible to let her go. Wang Yong's eyes rolled and said with a heavy face: "Feifei. You can't go to see it tonight, because I heard from Secretary Cai that it seemed that some terrorists targeted Angel. Although they may not attack tonight, if an attack occurs, it will be a big trouble."

"What? Wang Yong, are you telling a joke?" Ouyang Feifei didn't believe it at all, and said with a lip silence: "Wang Yong, you can even tell such a big lie in order not to want to go to the concert?"

"Ouyang Feifei, don't believe it. When I overheard the news, Secretary Cai's face turned pale." Wang Yong said with a gossip: "But if you want to call Secretary Cai, she probably won't say it either. After all, this is a confidential matter. Once the rumors spread, it is very likely to cause panic."

In fact, Wang Yong knew the future Earl very well. That guy loved his daughter like his life and must not only ask himself to protect Iriya. With his identity as an Earl, he would definitely warn the country through the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to protect the state machinery.

Once the state agency knows it, the Huahai Municipal Party Committee and the senior police officers will definitely know it. However, Cai Muyun may not know it. After all, our country has always had a lot of ways to block the news. The more people know it, the easier it is to disclose it. Once rumors and panic arise, it will be very easy for people with ulterior motives to use this matter to interfere.

Don't have no terrorist attacks at that time, but they will have more disastrous consequences than terrorist attacks.

But what is certain is that An Zhihuan from Huahai Municipal Public Security Bureau must have known it. Wang Yong urged and said, "Feifei, don't believe it. I guess Director An of the Municipal Bureau must know about this. I heard that he felt guilty about you because he wronged you and might give you some news."

Ouyang Feifei became a little suspicious and hesitated to call Fatty An. In order not to make Wang Yong think he was talking nonsense, he specially turned on the hands-free. After a while, a slightly flattering voice came from Director An and said, "Ms. Ouyang, why are you free to call me? Is there anything you want me to serve? Just say that if you have something to do, I, An Zhihuan, will definitely do it for you."

This made a director of the Public Security Bureau directly make such a promise to her. It can be seen that An Zhihuan still wants to please Ouyang Feifei. Or, it is possible that the mysterious judge hidden behind her.

An Zhihuan dared not investigate the judge, fearing that once he did this, the judge might kill him. Besides, even if he caught him out, what good will it do to him? It is harmful but not good.

An Zhihuan has always been very smart and knows what to do and what not to do.

"Director An, you are polite." Ouyang Feifei said calmly, Qingyan: "I just have a rumor. I need to inquire with you. This is the situation..."

After a while, Ouyang Feifei hung up the phone in surprise, but unexpectedly, this incident was real. Although An Zhihuan was a little hesitant, he finally said that this was indeed the case. Moreover, Ouyang Feifei must keep the secret, otherwise it would cause turmoil and Fatty An could not bear it.

"Okay, don't make too many substitutes for others. It's just that there is this possibility. Now the municipal bureau has prepared something, and the country attaches great importance to this matter. The chances of terrorists being able to take advantage of are very small." Wang Yong comforted and said, "I will help you sell your two VIP tickets. Although the probability is small, we can't take this risk. Those terrorists are inhumane."

"It's okay not to go to the concert." Ouyang Feifei stopped insisting on this, but said, "Then after work tonight, you have to accompany me to eat steak. Then find a few cards for me." Suddenly, Ouyang Feifei also felt that playing mahjong was good if she put aside the concert.

"You just said that playing mahjong is vulgar..." Wang Yong was speechless. But after saying that, it would be better to just mahjong than to give himself a headache.

Wang Yong started to make an appointment for her mahjong and got on. He first called Wanrou. She finished the test paper this afternoon and had nothing to do, so it was very good. She had one.

He called Chi Baobao again and said, Officer Chi, play mahjong together tonight.

Chi Baobao was a little stunned and thought to himself that in order to protect Angel, my mother was so busy that she was not touching the ground. Playing mahjong? He could think of it. He said, "I'm busy and has no time."

Busy? Are you busy fighting against terrorism? It is possible. After all, Chi Baobao is now a powerful general in the public security system, so it is natural to use her.

If Chi Baobao is not available, Wang Yong can only find Qi Manjing again. She has been playing around these days and stayed in Jiangzhou City to deal with the matter. A phone call came over and asked her to return to Huahai City after finishing her work in the afternoon and play mahjong activities in the evening.

But even so, is there a single card missing? Wang Yong doesn't want to find the people in the community, they are talking nonsense, and then gossip will definitely be flying all over the sky. After thinking about it, Wang Yong simply called Cai Muyun a phone call. Anyway, she is a widow and a district party secretary, so she is the most leisurely.

"You asked me to play mahjong? And you still play with Feifei?" Cai Muyun was shocked and his mouth twitched. But thinking about it, this is also a channel to increase some feelings with Ouyang Feifei. If the affair with Wang Yong is exposed in the future and the relationship between them is deep, there will be more channels to ease them.

After hesitating for a moment, Cai Muyun actually agreed.

When Wang Yong invited Cai Muyun, Ouyang Feifei was also dumbfounded. He asked this guy to find a card match. He actually found the district party secretary and went up. How did this man's brain grow? What's even more exaggerated is that Secretary Cai actually agreed.

"What's wrong with the secretary? The secretary is also a human being. With such hard work every day, you can't have some opportunities for relaxing entertainment?" Wang Yong said with a striking face.

OK OK OK, she and Secretary Cai have had a lot of hardships and have a good relationship with each other. It doesn’t matter if they play mahjong together.

After solving the matter on Ouyang Feifei, Wang Yong took the excuse of working and began to deal with the matter tonight without stopping. Although there may not be an attack, some preparations still need to be done. The black paradise has a tight organizational structure and often does not move, and it will be amazing. It is a relatively difficult person.

"Baby, it's me, Lao Wang." Wang Yong smiled and called Chi Baby again.

"Didn't you say you don't have time to play mahjong?" Chi Baby said impatiently.

"Baby, I miss you." Wang Yong looked affectionate and even his voice became numb.
Chapter completed!