The Young King

At the critical moment of the passion between the rich director and the policewoman.

"Cough, cough …" Zhang Song lightly coughed a few times, then stood up and pulled at his clothes, which were slightly wrinkled from sitting down. With an evil smile on his face, he looked at the two who had separated after his good fortune had been ruined, and then clapped his hands in front of him a few times.

After the policewoman noticed Zhang Song, she hastily tidied up her clothes with a flushed face and ran out with her hands covering her face. When the policemen outside saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other before nodding in understanding, as if they knew what had happened.

The only ones left in the room were the director, whose face was as red as a pig's liver, and Zhang Song, who had an evil smile on his face. There was no need to be so afraid of others. He immediately lowered his face and turned around to face Zhang Song, the embarrassment on his face had disappeared and was replaced by a serious face of justice. Looking at Zhang Song, who seemed to be a child, he coldly said, "Who are you? "You don't know how to knock on the door, but if you don't give me an explanation, I'll let you see."

Hearing this, Zhang Song chuckled and looked at him: "Bureau Chief, don't worry. Maybe I didn't see anything just now. Bureau Chief is really a person who forgets too much. Didn't you ask someone to call me here?" Why don't you recognize me now? "

When the director heard this, for some reason, his face became a lot better. A pair of eyes that seemed to be stuck in a crack in the flesh sized Zhang Song up like Maitreya Buddha's eyes, and then seemed to forget the awkwardness just now. He looked at him and said, "Hahahaha, so it's Mr. Zhang. Come, come, please sit." As he spoke, he pointed to the soft leather sofa in front of him. Zhang Song didn't feel it was strange. He sat down without a trace of politeness, looked at him and asked, "May I know why the bureau chief called me here?"

Hearing this, the bureau chief passed the Large Chinese Smoke in his hand to Zhang Song and said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I know a lot about you too. This time, I called Mr. Zhang here to discuss something with you."

When Zhang Song heard this, he pretended to frown. He looked at him and asked, "May I know what made the bureau chief think so highly of us?"

When the director saw this, his already-narrow eyes became hard to see again. He looked at Zhang Song mysteriously and said: "The thing is, yesterday afternoon someone came to the bureau to report to report that he saw you paralyzing them and their family also came to argue with us, asking us to give them a satisfactory answer. My own little bit of information is just a small matter that doesn't matter much. That's why I asked you to come and discuss it first, so that you, Mr. Zhang, could prepare as early as possible. "

Zhang Song suddenly realized that this bureau chief was really stupid. He wanted to invite him to come here, but he didn't first investigate his family background. If he saw the results of the investigation, he would definitely be disappointed. Let alone Zhang Song who had no money, even if he had money, according to Zhang Song's character, he wouldn't give a single cent. This was human nature, the greedy human nature.

Hearing him say this, Zhang Song frowned. "Well, I wonder how much he wants to compensate?" It depends on the situation, but it may not add up. "

Hearing this, the stout bureau chief mysteriously smiled and said in a low voice, "Actually, Mr. Zhang doesn't need to worry so much. Whatever he says, there is no evidence, even if he finds some evidence, you can deny it as long as there is no real evidence. And you can also report him." As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Song with an expression of "I support you". Upon hearing this, Zhang Song's eyes lit up. He looked at him and said, "You mean …"

The director nodded.

Zhang Song was silent for a while as if he was struggling in his heart, then he heard the director say, "Mr. Zhang, there's no need to think about it, if you cooperate, I promise you that as long as you compensate this amount, but if they really show evidence, I'm afraid that you guys will have a hard time doing it. At that time, I don't know how much you will have to compensate him, but if he asks, I think Mr. Zhang, even if you have the money, you won't be able to take it out that easily, right?" The rich director held out five fingers, the intention obvious.

Hearing this, Zhang Song's face turned a bit ugly. Seeing this, the director walked over and patted his shoulder. "Don't worry, I will definitely help you."

When Zhang Song heard this, he immediately said gratefully, "Thank you, Bureau Chief. From now on, I will not forget your kindness."

Hearing that, the director laughed, "What's the point of talking about the future now?"

Hearing this, Zhang Song sneered in his heart. He looked at him and said, "If that's the case, then if I don't appreciate your kindness, then I don't seem to be virtuous enough. Tomorrow, send someone to get it from me. What does the bureau chief think?"

Hearing that, the director's eyes went back into the slit. He nodded and said, "Mr. Zhang is right. Since this is the case, this matter is much easier to handle. You don't have to be so timid."

Zhang Song nodded in understanding. "Then, I will have to trouble the bureau chief. I still have some matters to attend to, so I will be leaving first."

When the bureau chief heard this, he hurriedly smiled and said, "Alright, alright, alright. I also know that Mr. Zhang is a very busy man. You can go. If there's anything else, I'll tell you."

Zhang Song hurriedly thanked her before pushing the door open and walking out. Zhang Song turned around and a mysterious smile appeared on the faces of both the bureau chief and him. Walking out of the police station, Zhang Song took out his cell phone to look at the video and smiled mysteriously. "You want me to be such a fool? You're really sleeping all day — in your dreams." Then he put the phone back in his pocket. After arriving at the intersection, he called for a random car. He then got on it and headed straight for the school.

As the person involved, Zhang Song had a carefree look on his face, as if this matter had nothing to do with him. As he was still living an ordinary and extremely ordinary life, the mysterious young Palace Master was sitting on the big chair in his house. The chair automatically swayed, and a young female servant was massaging the master who seemed to be very young and strong.

Shadow and Destiny Grasp stood in front of him. The three of them seemed to be discussing family matters, their smiles maintained on the surface. The juvenile palace lord saw that the prophecy was over so he stood up and said to the maid: "You may leave. We have something to talk about."

Watching this beautiful female servant leave, the young Palace Mistress sighed lightly and said, "Juedai, you are still so impatient. Could it be that you have forgotten the word 'endure'? That is something that we need to learn the most."

Upon hearing this, Juetian lowered his head and said, "Asgard Master's teachings are correct, but …"

The juvenile palace lord waved his hand and interrupted him, "I know."

Jue Xin nodded in understanding and stopped talking.

He sighed lightly and said: "You are not his match from the beginning, you have taken things too lightly, he is not as weak as they seem, in fact, I have already seen through him since long ago, he is a benevolent person, he is a pacifist, at the same time he is a person with no ambitions. He is a very talented person and what he lacks is ambition. Cao Zhi will forever be a scholar in history and will not be able to become the king of a generation. This is reality. "

Hearing this, the situation became more unconvinced, but he didn't dare to say anything in front of this mysterious Palace Master. The young Palace Lord seemed to have seen through his thoughts. He laughed lightly and said, "You don't have to be unconvinced. There are many capable people in this world that are not as simple as you think. Especially Chu Huiyang, if he had a strong foundation in the underworld, then you would not be his opponent. His ambition was too big, and he was much more vicious and domineering than you. "It's a pity." What a pity, the young Palace Master did not say it out loud. It seemed like he did not want to say it out loud on purpose, wanting him to guess it himself.

He ignored Jue Ming Yi and looked at the figure and slowly said: "You seem to have something on your mind? You might as well tell me. "

The silhouette did not expect that the Mistress of the Palace would be able to see through his heart with just a glance. He could not imagine if she was still a human, or if she was a god, or even an existence surpassing that of a god. The silhouette slowly spoke, "Asgard Mistress had me monitor Anhui's Zhang Jun in secret, but yesterday, I unexpectedly discovered something. Furthermore, this matter has something to do with you, Asgard Mistress."

"Oh? Something to do with me? "Could it be that you found the person I was looking for?" The young Palace Master's sharp eyes stared directly at the shadow, as if he wanted to see through everything in the shadow.

The silhouette was startled again, he did not expect Palace Head to guess it so quickly, so he did not try to hide it at all, and instead recalled: "That's right, it's just that we never expected that person to be very close to Zhang Jun, even though he is not our blood brother, he is better than a blood brother."

"Pa!" It was the sound of a hand hitting a chair. The young Palace Master had personally heard this and confirmed his guess. Even someone as influential as him couldn't help but be excited when he heard this news. After so many years, he had finally found the person that others had long forgotten. However, even if everyone in the world could forget about him, he couldn't. He even swore that no matter what, he would find him in this life. Even if it meant death, he had to see his corpse. He did not expect that he was still alive and well, and the big stone in his heart could finally be put down. In his entire life, there was nothing worth looking at. Only that person had always been in his mind, and only that person was worthy of his attention.

The director and Zhang Song secretly reached some kind of agreement, but would this agreement really work? Would the director's greed really come true? What secret did the shadow discover? What was the relationship between the mysterious young palace lord and the person he was referring to? From the looks of it, he seemed to be extremely concerned. What secret could there be between him and her that was unspeakable?