The Days of Opening a Restaurant on an Abnormal Earth

Huangfu Qingsong's MMP can't speak anymore, but that doesn't mean that other people can't speak their greetings.

"Hey, didn't you say you were going to help me catch lightning together today? What about the person you caught? Didn't you turn him into coke?"

Back home, Jiang Hua took off his uniform and hung it on the coat hanger, and sat there with his legs crossed.

"Hey, it's not caught." Lao Zhang scratched his head: "This thunder and lightning ran so fast that I didn't even notice it, so he ran away."

"That's bullshit. You told me before that you are a god-level strongman. You are considered a god-level strongman. You are a god-level strongman. You have not yet graduated from the kindergarten and come out to bluff." Jiang Hua said The outside world gives Zhang Tong a lot of face, and he never loses face in front of outsiders. And always defend him.

Just like Ma Jun said that Zhang Tong is a cook, Jiang Hua will also specifically mention: he runs a big restaurant, not a cook.

But after returning home, Jiang Hua felt that he needed to confirm the family status at home.

This is probably the traditional tutoring of women in Sichuan and Chongqing. A girl can marry without a bride price or a house, and even a dowry and a house from her natal family.

But in terms of family status, the hostess must have the final say at home.

People in the world say that men in Huaihai are afraid of their wives, but in fact, many people may not know that there may be more people in Sichuan and Chongqing who are afraid of their wives.

Jiang Hua lives in a family with raking ears. At home, her father always listened to her mother, which made her have been influenced by her ears and eyes since she was a child.

So in dealing with Zhang Tong, she adopted her parents' way of getting along. That is to give Zhang Tong face outside, but when he gets home, he must know who is the boss.

"Are you saying that you didn't encounter thunder and lightning? He hid in the thunderstorm cloud. I can't get in there, but can you get in? Who will believe your lie?"

Well, the excuse I made couldn't last for three seconds, so Zhang Tong could only spread his hands: "Okay, I let him go."

"Um?"

"Because Lei Dian is still useful. He promised me that he would not kill people indiscriminately. But he wants to get rid of those behind the scenes. Don't you want to find those behind the scenes and let them all be punished?"

Jiang Hua touched his chin: "But..."

"Hey, there's nothing wrong with it. Don't you guys have a crime called meritorious deeds? Now Lei Dian is also deserving meritorious deeds. Let him collect evidence of those behind the scenes, and then let him turn himself in or something. Isn't that good?"

What Zhang Tong said made Jiang Hua fall into thinking.

As Lao Zhang said, Jiang Hua really wanted to catch all those possible behind-the-scenes black hands. The premise is that Leiden is telling the truth.

"Do you think what he said is true?"

Facing Jiang Hua's inquiry, Zhang Tong said: "At least he is under my control now. I know where he is, and I can arrest him at any time if I really want to. Don't be in a hurry. If what he said is true, then Just let him do it. It's easy."

"At least he can do a lot of things you can't."

Jiang Hua hesitated: "Is this not good?"

"It's nothing too bad. Haven't you watched a Hong Kong drama about gangsters and gangsters? A policeman must have a few gray informants. This Lei Ding is now a tainted witness in your name. If he can find out those behind the scenes... ..."

"Then I may not be able to keep him. He has done too many things, and the higher-ups will definitely shoot him." Jiang Hua felt that Lei Dian would not be able to survive as a tainted witness.

"There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain, so don't worry about it. I've been in contact with Lei Dian, and he's not a heinous villain. He knows exactly what he's doing. So don't worry, I see people very well. Right."

Zhang Tong has said so, what else can Jiang Hua do? Of course, I can only say: "I hope you know what you should do."

Hearing what Jiang Hua said, Zhang Tong suddenly smiled: "Of course I know what I should do!" After speaking, he suddenly picked up Jiang Hua who was sitting on the sofa.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing! Let me go!" Jiang Hua was suddenly picked up, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Guess what I want to do?! I haven't paid back what I owed!" Zhang Tong hugged Jiang Hua and entered her room, and put on props.

Turn around.

Zhang Tong walked out of Jiang Hua's room with a mask on his face, his eyes were dull and his legs were trembling.

After Zhang Tong came out, Jiang Hua walked out of the room slowly, with a smug look on her face, and even shook the small props in her hand.

"I just said you can't, you are not my opponent."

Zhang Tong's eyes were dull, and he looked at Jiang Hua with a dark yellow face: "I will win back one day! Don't think that if I lose to you today, I will always lose to you!"

Jiang Hua threw the small prop on the sofa in disdain, and scattered it all over the floor. It turned out to be a box of cards.

"You want to win me without cheating? Just dream!" Jiang Hua looked at Zhang Tong with a smile.

It turned out that Zhang Tong and Jiang Hua played poker all night last night, which was the simplest seventeen cards.

Of course, when adults play poker, there is always a stake. Although it is said that Jiang Hua, as a police officer, should not participate in gambling, but if he plays with Zhang Tong, it cannot be called gambling. Have you ever seen putting money from your left pocket into your right pocket? Can this be called gambling?

Losing a card of one hundred yuan is Jiang Hua's bet on Zhang Tong.

And the bet Zhang Tong wants is not money...

Unfortunately, after one night, Zhang Tong not only failed to get the bet he wanted, but even lost a lot of money.

"The transfers from Alipay and WeChat have reached the limit. I will transfer the rest to you in a week." Zhang Tong still has the spirit of betting and is willing to admit defeat.

Jiang Hua looked at the extra change in her mobile bank account, she didn't care at all: "It's okay, don't look like that. Anyway, you will have to hand over your salary in the future. It is the same to hand it in the morning and in the evening later. I just let you get used to your future life in advance."

"By the way, without Huangfu Qingsong's intervention, your political background review has passed." Jiang Hua told Zhang Tong the good news.

"Really?!" Zhang Tong jumped up.

"Why are you so excited?" Jiang Hua pressed Zhang Tong who was excited and a bouncing frog.

"Nonsense, can I not be excited. Without the obstruction of political censorship, doesn't that mean that you and I can go to get the certificate?" Zhang Tong pulled Jiang Hua to go outside.

"Let's go, Huahua, let's hurry up now and get the marriage certificate, so we can save ourselves from long nights and dreams in the future!"