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At the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Parked under the shade of a tree, the gray-black Maybach has smooth abdominal and back lines, like a black panther lurking and waiting for an opportunity to move.

One of the car windows was half open, revealing half of the man's slender fingers.

He held a cigarette between his fingertips, and thick white smoke was rising, making it difficult to see his face.

"Mr. Zhou, Miss Fang said she will be here in ten minutes."

After making the call, Lao Li pushed down his glasses and looked at the rearview mirror in the car.

Zhou Zhan sat there in an upright manner, with his short hair neatly styled, and not a single wrinkle in his neat suit.

His face was almost hidden in the white smoke, and his voice was low and sweet: "Have you brought everything?"

"It's all in the car."

About twelve minutes later, a beautiful figure appeared at the door.

Fang Ziqin wore a well-tailored black windbreaker. The skirt was not long and just reached her knees. Her long, slightly curly hair was scattered on her chest.

The wind blew up the corners of her clothes, revealing her perfect curves, slender waist and long legs.

Perhaps because he was afraid that Zhou Zhan might not see it, Lao Li reminded: "Mr. Zhou, Miss Fang is here."

"Wait for me in the car."

After saying that, he opened the car door, stood up and walked out.

In Zhou Zhan's impression, after being married to Fang Ziqin for more than a year, she rarely accompanied him to banquets.

The only time or two I wore was a very ordinary evening dress and I didn't even bother to put on makeup.

He didn't know if she was really lazy or if she was doing it on purpose.

Fortunately, Fang Ziqin is naturally beautiful and can withstand the sky even without makeup.

She usually doesn't even wear a wedding ring because it's in the way, but today she wore a platinum necklace.

Zhou Zhan felt dazzled.

He looked at her with a bit of sarcasm in his eyes: "If you're getting a divorce, there's no need to dress up so heavily."

"Fourth brother, aren't you the same?"

Fang Ziqin pursed her lips and smiled, not impatient or impatient, and her eyes should be as calm and calm as possible.

"Have you brought everything?"

She raised the ID in her hand and waved it at him twice.

"Come in!"

The two of them walked in tandem, and their steps were in perfect harmony. They were neither a step too fast nor half a step too slowly.

Both of them are familiar with this. They came here when they got their marriage certificate.

The only difference is that the certificate collection area is full of energy and everyone has bright smiles on their faces.

As for divorced people, most of them don't have a good look on their face. They want to strangle each other to death on the spot. It's a good thing they don't get into a fight.

Fang Ziqin and Zhou Zhan were the most decent and quiet couple in the room. They stood in the lounge without speaking to each other.

Not many people get divorced, and soon it was his turn.

The staff member glanced at the two of them and said in a formal tone: "Why are you getting divorced?"

"Incompatibility."

The two of them spoke in unison and spoke at a very tacit understanding.

To outsiders, he was dressed in formal clothes and dressed appropriately. He didn't look like a divorced person, but rather like he was getting married.

"Do you two have children?"

"No." Zhou Zhan said.

Fang Ziqin then added: "The property has been clearly divided and we are divorcing voluntarily."

After asking a series of relevant questions, the staff followed the procedures and handed the divorce registration declaration to the two people.

"After registering, you can get your certificate directly."

When he said this, the other party's tone contained a hint of persuasion in disguise.

No matter who looks at the two of them, they are both talented and good-looking, and they are a perfect match. It would be a pity to get divorced.

"Swish, swish, swish..."

Fang Ziqin didn't even blink. She picked up the pen and signed the declaration. Her movements were so quick and crisp that it was a bit inhumane.

"Fourth brother, it's your turn."

She felt relieved and handed the pen to him.
Chapter completed!