You're supposed to be a security officer, what case are you solving?

Chapter 316 Engagement Banquet.

Golden autumn October.

Anan Grand Hotel.

On this day, the air was filled with the sounds of gongs and drums, the crackling of firecrackers, and the bustling crowd.

The entire restaurant was booked out, and a long row of flower baskets was placed side by side from the entrance to the street, with a two-meter-wide red carpet laid in the middle.

The restaurant thought using plastic flowers was better because they could be recycled, avoiding a waste of money. Besides, who doesn't have a few plastic flowers in front of their TV? It's not shameful.

Yang Dachuan refused, waving his hand dismissively. "How pathetic! So damn pathetic! For my son's engagement, I'm not using fake flowers, I'm using real ones!"
The aesthetic sense of the people in Annam City has not kept up with the times, and there are very few flower shops.

The Annan Grand Hotel searched the entire city and bought up all the fresh flowers from every florist.

The restaurant, inside and out, was truly a riot of flowers, a feast for the eyes.

People from almost the entire public security system, whether from the Municipal Bureau, the North City Bureau, the South City Bureau, or the Jiaxing Branch Bureau, came.

In addition, there were city leaders and cadres from Anan Steel Plant; a huge crowd filled the square in front of the restaurant.

why?
Today is the engagement day of Yang Jinwen, the godson of Secretary Zhang Wei, the biological son of Yang Dachuan, the former deputy director of the steel plant, the son-in-law of the former deputy director of the municipal bureau, and the current deputy captain of the criminal police, and Wen Ling, the most beautiful forensic doctor in the public security system!

In September, Wen Mo was transferred to the provincial capital and promoted one rank. With his engagement today, he has hitched a ride with Zhang Chunxia, ​​making him feel even more triumphant. Everyone who sees him has to bow their heads and call him Director Wen.

Of course, they used to address him as "Director Wen," but in front of Yang Guochang, they would always add the word "Deputy." Now, everyone has dropped the "Deputy" part.

Even though Wen Mo is still a deputy director in the provincial capital, he is closer to the central government than Yang Guochang. In fact, if Yang Guochang were to switch positions with him, Wen Mo might not necessarily take the place.

Besides him, Yang Dachuan was also the most conspicuous person present.

He and Wen Mo stood on the street, wearing brand-new suits and corsages that read "father" and "father-in-law and son-in-law".

Wen Mo was more reserved, wearing a light blue suit and keeping a low profile.

Yang Dachuan was different; he dressed very flamboyantly, in a beige suit with yellow leather shoes, and his hair was slicked back and shiny.

His entire outfit leaned towards a Hong Kong style, giving off the feeling of "I've returned as the king!"
Yang Dachuan is too eye-catching!
It wasn't that he started a business and actually made money, nor was it that he dressed in a flamboyant manner, nor was it that the female guests he hosted could form a large group, huddled together in the crowd, sighing and complaining.

Because Zhang Chunxia was standing next to him!
Zhang Chunxia acted as a 'mother,' accompanying Yang Dachuan, Wen Mo, and Luo Chun, standing by the roadside, ready to welcome Wen Ling as she got off the car.

Luo Chun didn't dare to look at her the whole time. He kept thinking to himself, "My God, how powerful is Yang Dachuan? He can make this god stand on the street. It seems that Yang Dachuan has Secretary Zhang completely under his thumb, making her look like a little bird clinging to him!"
Not only her, but Wen Mo had the same thought. He didn't dare to look at Zhang Chunxia, ​​but he would occasionally glance at Yang Dachuan standing opposite him.

This guy is almost fifty years old, but he doesn't have any wrinkles on his face. He's over 1.8 meters tall and hasn't gained weight.

How do you maintain it?
What's so great about this son of a bitch? How can he attract so many women to admire him?
With a quick glance to the side, Wen Mo could spot a dozen or so middle-aged women with mournful eyes in the crowd.

This includes, but is not limited to, the head waiter at the An'nan Hotel, the secretary at An'gang Steel, the section chief at the Chengbei Tax Bureau, the female dance teacher at the Teachers' College, the art teacher at the Children's Palace, the head of the finance department at the Geological Bureau, the female curator of the Workers' Stadium, and senior female workers at the textile factory...

How does Wen Mo know about these people?

Because these aunties gave the most gifts, they not only looked at Yang Dachuan with resentment, but were also very enthusiastic towards Yang Jinwen, asking her if she remembered having eaten at their house before.

That damned Yang Dachuan...

I'm so envious!

Wen Mo swallowed hard, then heard Yang Dachuan comfort him, "Old Wen, don't be nervous or cry. Today is just the engagement; the wedding will be a while from now."

Normally, he would have immediately retorted, but with Zhang Chunxia present, he didn't dare to say anything out of line and just smiled and nodded.

Zhang Chunxia laughed and said, "To be honest, Wen Ling'er is really beautiful. It's Jinwen's good fortune to have such a daughter-in-law in our family. Don't you agree, Dachuan?"

Our home?
Wen Mo's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly said, "Secretary Zhang is joking. It's the two children's good fortune that Wen Ling and Jin Wen were able to get married."

Luo Chun immediately chimed in, "That's right, that's right."

Zhang Chunxia nodded: "Director Wen, I heard that the province has decided to establish a special police detachment..."

Before she could finish speaking, Yang Dachuan glared at her and said, "What day is it today? Can we not talk about work?"

His tone was very impolite, with a hint of anger.

Wen Mo and Luo Chun exchanged a glance, realizing something was wrong.

To their astonishment, Zhang Chunxia replied somewhat ingratiatingly, "Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Wen Mo swallowed again, cursing inwardly, "What kind of evil trick did that bastard Yang Dachuan use to subdue Zhang Chunxia so completely!"
Luo Chun thought so too, but she had her own explanation.

When Wen Ling'er went to Yang Jinwen's hometown last time, the things she brought were all large-sized. If her son-in-law is a dragon among men, then his father must be even more outstanding.

Otherwise, it's impossible to explain why Yang Dachuan, who is just a good dancer and likes to act artsy, could become a friend of women.

As noon approached, the area around the Anan Hotel was packed with people.

Ordinary people only know which wealthy family is hosting an engagement party, but they don't know the identities of these people.

Those who frequently read newspapers spotted several people in the crowd.

People pointed and whispered, "Look, that's the hammer. So-and-so from the Ministry of Housing and Urban-Rural Development... demolished that part of our old city."

"And that guy, Chai Tao from the Jiaxing branch, have you seen him? This fellow has been fishing all the time upstream on the Yanzi River lately. That old rascal even went into a villager's field to fish for earthworms and dug up their sweet potatoes..."

“Hey you guys, did you see him? Yang Guochang is here too. Last time this old guy came to my shop to get his car repaired, I replaced his spark plug with a used one and charged him for it as a new one.”

"Wow, a whole bunch of people from the city are here. Who's getting engaged? Why is it such a big event?"

"Yang Dachuan's son, Yang Jinwen, is the captain of the criminal investigation team at the Municipal Public Security Bureau. The banner outside the restaurant says, 'Can't you read?'"

Do you know Yang Dachuan? This old guy used to be the deputy director of Angang Steel. When he was young, he often hung out at the workers' cultural center.

I remember many years ago, this old bastard was speeding on his motorcycle with two women on the side of the road above the Yanzi River, and he and the motorcycle crashed into a cornfield.

"I remember, I remember, isn't one of the women our current Secretary Zhang?"

The murmurs were deafening, but fortunately Yang Dachuan and Zhang Chunxia couldn't hear them.

Zheng Kang, Jiang Jianbing, Xu Guoliang, and other old guys from the North City Branch heard it clearly, since they were standing on the periphery. Jiang Jianbing peeled a piece of wedding candy, stuffed it in his mouth, and whispered, "Damn, Yang Jinwen and Wen Ling are engaged. The common people are going to strip these people bare."

Xu Guoliang, smoking a cigarette, wholeheartedly agreed: "The eyes of the people are discerning."

They had barely finished speaking when they heard someone behind them mutter, "Damn, are these two the deputy captains of the North City Branch?"

"Yes, yes, it's those two. Last time they came to my video store to investigate a case, I thought they were looking for some fugitive, but who knew they were standing in front of a magazine with pictures of swimsuit beauties and staring at it intently."

"Who says otherwise? I sell legitimate CDs. If you insist that I find pornographic CDs for them, where would I get those?"

"Yes, yes! They insisted that I had the Royal Color Magazine in my newsstand, and they raided it six times in three days, six times!"

Jiang Jianbing and Xu Guoliang's faces immediately darkened.

Xu Guoliang said, "The masses are also blind."

Jiang Jianbing nodded in deep agreement.

Zheng Kang scoffed and quickly distanced himself from the two blockheads.

Before long, Wen Ling's motorcade came from the street. The lead car was an Audi, decorated with flowers on the front, which were not plastic.

Maozi and Qibin stood on the street, holding lighters, squatted down, and lit the firecrackers that had been laid out.

"Crack, crackle, crackle..."

The sound of firecrackers was deafening, and the applause from the crowd was incessant.

After the firecrackers were set off, the car slowly came to a stop in front of the red carpet.

Yang Jinwen, who was surrounded by the crowd, stepped forward and opened the car door.

He was wearing a sharp blue suit, and his tall and straight figure gave him the look of a noble young man. He was not only handsome but also refined.

To say that Yang Dachuan can capture the hearts of middle-aged women over forty years old is an understatement.

Yang Jinwen would then be able to win over women of all ages.

Among the crowd, a dozen pairs of mournful eyes were all sighing, "He's more handsome than his dad!"

"If Da Chuan had looked like his son when he was young, I would never have let him go, even if you beat me to death."

"That's true, love is all bullshit."

Wenling got out of the car wearing a traditional Chinese wedding dress and holding flowers.

Her appearance immediately caused a commotion.

"Round and plump" doesn't describe a girl as fat, but rather as a plump and voluptuous figure.

Wen Ling is not only beautiful, but also has a very dignified face, making her a capable leader who can command respect.

She appeared calm, but her heart was pounding with excitement. She glanced at Yang Jinwen, smiled, and lowered her head.

Yang Jinwen held her warm hand, feeling dazed.

These past few days have felt like a dream.

What seemed like an unattainable goal was rapidly approaching.

The engagement had been planned long ago, but when the day actually arrived, Yang Jinwen seemed unprepared.

But in any case, Wenling is worth the effort.

Yang Jinwen took her hand on his arm and led her slowly toward the auditorium.

The crowds on both sides stared at them and applauded.

Halfway there, He Jinbo blinked and gave Zheng Kang a push.

"Old Zheng, I suddenly remembered something."

"what's up?"

"Back in 1988, when we were still working at the police station, we were dealing with a fight under the bridge next to the No. 2 Middle School. We caught a girl, and the more I looked at her, the more I felt that the girl was Wen Ling."

Zheng Kang was puzzled: "Hey, you know what, it does look a bit like it."

"I remember there was a boy with mud on his face back then. He was from Angang Steel. Could it be Yang Jinwen?"

"No way?" Zheng Kang shook his head.

“Why not?” He Jinbo said firmly, “Don’t you remember? When Yang Jinwen first joined the police force, Wen Ling had just been transferred to the Chengbei Branch.”

She instantly took a liking to Yang Jinwen; I would never believe for a second that the two of them didn't know each other before.

Hearing what he said, Zheng Kang felt it made a lot of sense. At that time, Wen Ling seemed very proactive towards Yang Jinwen.

At this moment, Wen Ling took Yang Jinwen's hand and stepped into the hotel lobby.

He Jinbo and Zheng Kang looked at their backs.

Zheng Kang immediately said, "Yang Jinwen's back view really does look like that kid!"

He clearly remembers that one summer evening in 1988, the sunset was beautiful.

The girl snatched the boy's bicycle. The boy stood beside the green rice paddy, raising his hand to his eyebrows, gazing at the girl's back.

At that time, Zheng Kang and He Jinbo, dressed in police uniforms, stood behind them, discussing their transfer to the criminal investigation team.

That day was a sunny day.

(End of this chapter)