Ten Trillion Skill Points In The City

Did he kick the iron plate? The fat director didn't think about this question for long. A hurried Audi car gave him an accurate answer.

That is Audi Q6, the price on the market is about 400,000 to 500,000.

In Jiangzhou, a city with millions of luxury cars, it can only be described as "so-so, passable".

But to see the identity and status of the owner of a car, in addition to the price of the car, you also need to look at what kind of license plate number it has.

Even judging the identity of the owner of the car from the license plate number is often more reliable than looking at the car.

And this "average, passable" Audi Q6 has a license plate number that makes people shudder when they see it, which is very in line with the Chinese people's pursuit of good intentions.

J6668!

The fat director Huang Ang looked through the window and saw the license plate number. The moment he saw the license plate number, he couldn't help but tremble with fat all over his body, and a feeling of tension arose in his heart.

He recognized the number, it was very familiar.

Because he had worked hard to get this license plate number five years ago and then sent it to him.

The owner of this number was the deputy chief at the beginning, but now the word "deputy" has been removed.

Mom!

The fat bureau chief Huang Ang felt uneasy, and looked at Chen Mu guessing his identity: the chief minister is here, is this guy the son of some big boss from Yanjing?

Oh my God, I can't be so unlucky!

A man about forty years old got out of the passenger seat of that Audi Q6.

Holding a briefcase in his hand, he walked to the rear seat of the Audi and opened the door respectfully.

A man is dressed plainly, but his face exudes an aura that shocks the bottom of his heart, the kind that can only be cultivated by living in a high position for a long time.

His hair was meticulously arranged, and two stacks had turned gray.

But there is a feeling of thunder and resoluteness, and the pace of dragons and tigers.

This person is really the mayor of Jiangzhou City———Chen Jiaqiao!

After Chen Jiaqiao got off the car, he immediately walked towards the inside of the police station without any delay. Those who recognized him along the way were all shocked and could not help but secretly guess:

Even the head of the department came here in person, and it seems that he came here as soon as he knew what was going on here, that's why he came so fast...

That young man actually made the head of the government pay so much attention to him. Could it be that he is really the prince of some big boss in Yanjing?

Chen Jiaqiao led his secretary through the separated crowd, muttering in his heart:

Who did that guy Huang Ang offend?

While the meeting was still in progress, the old governor actually called me! Almost caught me off guard.

I hope he hasn't done anything serious, otherwise, listening to the attitude of the old governor on the phone, this time the trouble is really not small!

Chen Mu saw that the fat director hung up the phone, and stopped yelling and killing.

Instead, he looked at himself with a little hesitation, and he already understood what was going on in his heart.

It should be Yao'er, or Si Wuyue, one of them.

"Dude, it's a misunderstanding, please put your gun down quickly!"

Fatty Director Huang Ang roared at everyone, noticed Chen Mu's gaze, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying: "That... is really just a misunderstanding."

"Yeah?"

Chen Mu smiled and said, "But no matter how I look at it, it doesn't look like a misunderstanding.

The fat director Huang Ang suddenly cried and wanted to slap himself.

If I had known, I wouldn't have doted on my little sister that much in the past, or even in normal times, and raised her to be so lawless, doing nothing but causing trouble for me, this guy who cheated me...

He cursed secretly in his heart.

However, he did not scold the mean-faced woman. Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "Okay, Mr. Chen. All my mistakes are my fault. I don't discipline my sister well on weekdays."

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Unable to bear to talk any more, he shook his head and sighed,

The mean-faced woman also realized something was wrong and had not dared to speak for a long time.

But when I heard my brother's defense of me, I couldn't help but want to stand up and speak for him...

But she was still warned by her brother's eyes not to act rashly, and she was a little afraid of taking responsibility, so she hesitated to stand where she was, and ultimately did not stand up...

Chen Mu looked at the fat man in front of him with some surprise,

"I can't tell you, you are really protective of your sister."

"She's just me..."

Fatty Huang Ang smacked his lips and did not say any more. He shook his head with a wry smile and said to Chen Mu: "Anyway, this time... Hey, Mr. Chen, just think that everything today is my fault, okay?"

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Chen Mu fell into deep thought and said nothing.

Da da da......

The sound of hurried footsteps sounded, and he saw a middle-aged man with a somewhat white stack of clothes and an air of superiority coming over.

When the fat director Huang Ang saw the man, he subconsciously waved and said: "Chief Chen, are you here?"

Director Chen came over and saw what was going on here. He could figure it out with a little guessing.

The young man carrying a little girl on his back must be the target that the old chief had repeatedly warned him to treat with caution.

"Are you Mr. Chen Mu? I have admired you for a long time..." Mr. Chen stepped forward and said enthusiastically, so that he could extend his hand to Chen Mu.

This enthusiastic attitude made the fat director Huang Ang on the side see it, and he felt a hundred fucks in his heart.

The normally stern chief minister is so enthusiastic. It seems that this guy may be more than just an ordinary prince in Yanjing's circle!

At least he is a guy with real power or a terrible family background.

Mom!

I'm really going to finish playing this time?

Forget it, as long as my sister is fine...

(To be continued...).