Police officer Chen Shu

Chapter 880 Settlement
"Miss Zhang, where are you from?"

General Angso gently removed his dark green military robe and draped it over Zhang Yang's shoulders, his movements so careful that even the metal medals lining the robe made no sound.

The general gently supported Zhang Yang's slightly trembling elbow with his calloused hands and slowly led her to the sofa.

"Ah!"

Zhang Yang, who had been tense all along, relaxed slightly at this moment and sneezed loudly.

"Minlai, how old are you? How come you don't know how to take care of people? Go and quickly bring a set of clean clothes. Oh, and have the kitchen make a bowl of ginger soup."

The general frowned and gave his subordinates a stern reprimand.

Min Lai was used to it all. In front of his soldiers, he was a decisive military general; in front of his boss, he was a park owner who clearly distinguished between rewards and punishments; and in front of these Chinese relatives, he was an elder who cared for his children and grandchildren.

After the adjutant left, only Zhang Yang and the general remained in the private room. At this moment, Zhang Yang looked at the kind and amiable old woman in front of her who was not in a hurry to wait for her answer. She could not reconcile her three roles at all: the owner of the telecom fraud park, the general of the armed organization, and the head of the drug production base.

What a magical world.

"General, hello." Zhang Yang sat down on the edge of the sofa, his mind racing, trying to come up with a reason to explain his presence in the park's punishment room.

Despite having thought about Zhang Yang all the way here, even now sitting on the soft leather sofa, she still couldn't find any suitable reason. After all, she had a "piglet" card, and even traveling alone was a problem for her, so how could she possibly appear in a restricted area?

Ang Soling was also observing the woman sitting opposite him.

The woman's eyes and brows exuded a perfect balance of gentleness and reserve. Her well-maintained skin radiated a healthy glow, her teeth were straight and white, and she always maintained a polite and aloof smile.

A woman who has a precise grasp of maintaining a sense of distance.

Most importantly, what surprised Ang Soling was that this woman was still able to maintain proper etiquette after meeting the owner of the terrifying telecom fraud park.

Most people would be quite impressed if they saw him standing still without trembling.

The only plausible explanation for this woman's behavior is that she has seen a higher level of social life in China. A certain kind of charisma cannot be cultivated out of thin air without corresponding life experiences.

Similarly, even if you study a book to death, you still won't understand it.

You should know that those who can work in the telecom fraud park are either ordinary people who have been scammed, or shrewd people who have worked their way up from the bottom. Women like this are not only extremely rare, but practically unheard of.

Therefore, Ang Soling was very interested in her background.

The gramophone in the private room had been switched to soothing Burmese folk music at some point. Aung Soe Ling took the carved teapot, poured a cup of hot tea himself, and handed it over.

"No rush, no rush, have some tea to warm yourself up first." Ang Suoling placed the teacup in Zhang Yang's hand, his eyes filled with concern. "Your family has done a lot of favors, hoping you can return safely. You can't afford to catch a cold at this critical time."

Hearing this, Zhang Yang felt a chill run down his spine.

Her father was a professor at a third-rate university, and her mother was a doctor at an ordinary hospital. For more than 20 years, they had never mentioned having a wide network of connections that extended their reach to Myanmar.

And where did this general, who is said to have killed countless people, get the favors he was looking for?

"Young lady, where are you from?" the general asked for the second time.

"Dongzhou in the East China Sea, a small coastal city in the east of China." Zhang Yang deliberately added a description of Dongzhou City, staring into the general's eyes, but the other party's eyes showed no emotional fluctuation, remaining very calm.

It shouldn't be related to Donghai Province or Dongzhou City.

"Where did you go to university?" The general asked, like a distant relative who hadn't seen him for years, inquiring about his studies.

"Dongzhou University." Zhang Yang didn't believe the other party could find her academic records, so he directly gave her the university from his hometown.

After learning about the household registration and school registration, the general nodded, said nothing more, and took a sip of tea.

dong dong.

The adjutant pushed open the door and walked in, followed by two soldiers. One carried an iron plate with hot ginger soup on it, and the other carried a set of clean women's clothes.

Zhang Yang stood up and expressed his gratitude. After drinking the ginger soup, he asked to find a place to change his clothes. The general nodded and instructed his adjutant to arrange a guest room upstairs for Zhang Yang to rest. After everyone had left the office, he lit a cigar and took out a cell phone from the bottom drawer of his desk.

The moment the call connected, the general's serious face instantly transformed into a fawning smile.

"Hello, Mayor Wang, this is Ang Suoling."

"We've found the person for you. I'll arrange for a driver to take them to the border tomorrow."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Don't worry, I will make sure it's delivered properly and won't be taken away by people from other parks."

"By the way, Mayor Wang, my third son, who is studying in Kunming, is about to graduate from university. Do you think it would be convenient for you to get him a certificate to stay in Kunming?"

"Work visa? Haha, I can even work in the factory tightening screws without any problem! Thank you so much!"

"Oh dear, if I were to come back, all those years of studying would have been for nothing. Water flows downhill, and people strive for higher places! This lousy place of mine can't stand anyone."

"Okay, thank you, thank you!"

"Received, understood!"

After hanging up the phone, the general couldn't help but smile slightly, appearing much more relaxed. He then put on a stern face and called his third son.

"You son of a bitch! What did I tell you when I left?"

"You want me to send troops to kill your whole family just to play ball? Oh, you haven't even handled a gun much, but you've got quite the nerve."

"If I hear you threatening your classmates again, I'll have Minlai go to Kunming and break your legs!"

"Remember this: if you dare to commit a crime in China, I won't need the police; I'll fucking go to Kunming and kill you myself!"

He slammed down the phone, Ang Soling slumped into his office chair, let out a long sigh, and closed his eyes.

He was thinking that once things were settled here, he really needed to make a trip to Kunming to recuperate for a while. The yacht he had ordered had just arrived, and he was determined to fly the five-star red flag and sail on Dianchi Lake.

downstairs.

Old Wu stood on the DJ booth. About ten minutes later, the thugs surrounded him. The muscular leader leaned in and whispered, "Boss, we can't find Brother Xia. We called him but no one answered."

Old Wu glanced back at Li Qin, who was standing anxiously not far away, and thought for a moment: "Send him a text message saying that we booked a private room at the karaoke bar for him to celebrate, and tell him to come over as soon as possible. Hmm, his younger brother Li Qin is also there."

The thug leader bowed his head and retreated.

Old Wu put on a smile, walked over and put his arm around Li Qin's shoulder, and said with a laugh, "Come on, let's go to the karaoke bar for drinks. Your brother went to get his wound bandaged, he'll be there soon."

After saying that, he turned to the side and asked, "Big Dog, where are Ahao and Li Song? Call them over too."

Ahao is the head of the company's technology department, and Li Song is the head of the business department. Both are core departments of the company and are considered Lao Wu's indispensable right-hand men.

The muscular man laughed: "That kid Li Song is too reckless. The boxing match hasn't even started yet, and he was already rolling around on the booth with that woman by the armrest. Now I don't know where he's off to clear his energy."

Upon hearing about Li Song's behavior, Old Wu frowned almost imperceptibly, then immediately relaxed. Those who could work in the park were either addicted to gambling, attracted to women, or at the very least, addicted to drugs.

Otherwise, the pressure here would be enough to break a person.

So sometimes, when Lao Wu takes the management team to karaoke to relax, this group of people will do extremely outrageous things in public.

Old Wu usually turns a blind eye, since no matter how well these people manage to make a living, they're still making money for him.

Can……

Old Wu couldn't help but think of Li Xia. This guy had been here for a few days, given authority, and paid his salary.

But they didn't touch anything.