Living with a Teacher: The Merry Student

"What's the matter? How dare you stop me? Are you new here?" Song Yingjie stared at the armed policeman and said angrily.

"Mr. Song misunderstood, of course you can go in. But this Mr. Zhuo, I'm afraid you can't do it! The Zhao family has explained that Mr. Zhuo is a dangerous person, and he may cause trouble at the birthday banquet, so..." The armed police quickly explained. .He is just a janitor, his rank is pitifully low, how dare he really offend Song Yingjie.But Zhao Zhengming personally came here to give orders, so he didn't dare to let Zhuo Yifan in.

"So shit! Do you know who he is? A dangerous person? If he is a dangerous person, then I'm a terrorist! How the hell did you give birth to you? Was Xishan owned by the Zhao family?" Song Yingjie immediately asked Pointing at the armed policeman's nose and cursing, he immediately attracted the attention of a group of people, who looked over here.

"But...but this is Mr. Zhao's account. And it was Commander Zhao of the headquarters who called us to give the order. We dare not disobey!" The armed policeman said, looking at Song Yingjie in embarrassment.

General Manager?Lieutenant General Zhao?Zhao Dingguo?Song Yingjie frowned.Zhao Dingguo is Zhao Zhengming's father, and the father and son are of the same breed. This method is really amazing! [

"Lieutenant General Zhao?" Zhuo Yifan looked at Song Yingjie with a trace of confusion.

"It's Zhao Zhengming's old man, who is now a lieutenant general and a deputy director of the General Logistics Department. He is also in charge of the security work of Xishan! It's a little difficult for this old man to speak!" .

"It seems that if I want to enter this door today, I have to get the approval of the general manager!" Zhuo Yifan laughed at himself with a hint of resentment.

"Think of it! I don't believe it anymore! I'll call Dad!" Song Yingjie took out his cell phone and was about to call his father.

"Wait! Don't you need to bother uncle with this matter?" Zhuo Yifan stopped Song Yingjie, and said with a wry smile, "I still have an identity, have you forgotten it?"

With Zhuo Yifan's reminder, Song Yingjie immediately understood.He actually forgot Zhuo Yifan's identity in Guoan!Now my heart settled down, and I couldn't help showing a wry smile.

Zhuo Yifan turned his head to look at the armed policeman, and said with a trace of disdain: "Looking at your rank, you should be the platoon leader, right? Do you know who I am?"

The armed police frowned, and then said disdainfully: "I don't know, and I don't want to know!"

"Look at this, it's not too late to answer!" Zhuo Yifan took out his National Security ID from his pocket and handed it to the armed policeman.There were many spectators around, all staring at the small notebook in Zhuo Yifan's hand, very curious.It's a pity that they are too far away, and the writing on the book is too small, so they can't read clearly.

The armed policeman frowned and took the notebook in Zhuo Yifan's hand, then glanced at it casually.It was just a glance, and the armed policeman's body froze, and his eyes were fixed on the little notebook.

"National Security Bureau!" Those five large characters seemed a bit garish to the armed police.This is too ironic.The armed policeman didn't know why the Zhao family wanted to stop Zhuo Yifan, nor did he know whether Zhuo Yifan was a dangerous person.It's just that this dangerous person turned into a member of the National Security Bureau, which is really too dramatic!

"Hey! Why are you standing there?" Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but chuckled when he saw the dull look on the armed policeman's face.