Shang Zhenqing withdrew his gaze and ate his own noodles.

Not to mention, he really thought he was very full this meal.

Because he is tall and big, his daily consumption is not small, so his appetite is really bigger than that of ordinary people. This bowl of noodles is comfortable.

After eating, Wu Youxiu and Shang Zhenqing went to work hard again.

Although they also have a rest time, this person doesn't choose time when they have conflicts. Today they went to deal with a warehouse manager who was reported to steal public property.

I investigated it in the morning and the warehouse management was also unaware of it. Wu Youxiu was not young and impulsive, so she accidentally revealed something that someone had reported. The warehouse management started to make trouble and cried, so the conflict in the morning was not resolved, so I had to go there again.

Shang Zhenqing sorted out the logic behind the matter and felt that the warehouse management might not have really been to feast on things, but he seemed to be hesitating and hiding something, so when Shang Zhenqing said just now, he wanted to wait around the clock, but the warehouse management calmed down and stopped making trouble, but he still refused to accept it.

Anyway, this matter cannot be completed in just a few seconds. Shang Zhenqing and Wu Youxiu went to the warehouse manager for a while and didn't say anything he found, because this matter had to be investigated from other places.

Because of insufficient evidence, they cannot use this matter to influence others. Even if they report it to the police station, they can only say that they will record it and then investigate it later.

Not all things can be solved by throwing them to the police station. If you don’t find any evidence for such a small matter, you may have to be quarreled for a few years. Therefore, there are very few people who call the police directly when they encounter problems. One is that you don’t know if it can be solved as soon as possible, and the other is that you are afraid of losing face, which makes people mobilize others and not good-looking.

I went back to the union to do practical things and vented the matter to others, and it was two o'clock.

Shang Zhenqing got up and went out.

The union said that it was very busy and said it was neither busy nor busy. When no one complained about conflicts, he just sat in the office or went to the workshop for a walk all day, and no one talked about Shang Zhenqing's departure.

He went to pick up Ke Baijia.

Ke Baijia had been waiting with a pack of seasonings for a long time. When she saw Shang Zhenqing, she asked where to go to make fat intestines. Is it his leader's house?

"No, it's someone I know. The fat intestines are ready. You will come back after you finish it. It's okay."

Ke Baijia nodded.

The two walked side by side, and Shang Zhenqing was spared for a while, and took Ke Baijia to a relatively remote alley and knocked on the door.

Seeing that Ke Baijia trusted him completely and just looked at the door curiously, Shang Zhenqing suddenly blurted out: "I'm here with me, aren't you afraid that I'll sell you?"

Ke Baijia: "Hmm? What did you say?"

"Ahem, nothing, just kidding."

It turns out that Shang Zhenqing would also joke, Ke Baijia thought.

After making a failed joke, Shang Zhenqing touched his nose uncomfortable, and the door also opened at this time. He first opened a small hole, and then saw that it was Shang Zhenqing outside the door, and the door was completely opened, revealing a young man's face.

He was about eleven or twelve years old, not tall, half old and not new, gray in color, medium figure, single eyelids and a little swollen eyelids.

"Little Yuer, is your mother at home?"

Shang Zhenqing went in familiarly and greeted the boy. He did not forget to wave to Ke Baijia to signal her to come in.
Chapter completed!