Chapter 554: Brain Supplement 66614

Feijiaer's scolding made Lanse hold the receiver far away. Everyone in the room heard which door it was.

Lanse waited for him to catch his breath and stop talking before putting the receiver to his ear, "I hope you can always think so, Feijiaer."

"By the way, fuck you!"

He hung up the phone with a snap, but wasn't very angry.

His people finished off maybe ten or twenty of Feijiaer's people in the middle of the night and burned his bar, causing him heavy losses.

If someone did this to him, he would also be very angry.

Afterward, he picked up the receiver and dialed Director Bulu's phone. During this period, Director Bulu had been living in the police station. He inherited the style of Chali or Hunter in this regard, setting up a lounge in his office.

This way, he didn't have to go home after dark every day, and could just have someone send some food over, and could keep working until late at night.

Chali and Hunter's confidants and subordinates were almost all over the important positions of the New Jincheng police force. It wasn't a simple matter to remove these people and replace them with people he could trust.

Because there were too many vacant positions, and he, including Du Ke, didn't have so many usable people in his hands!

They had to find ways to find some colleagues who were willing to lean toward them and were also very sensible from those who weren't so close to them but were still acquaintances and had alumni relationships, to fill these positions.

Once a father said to his child, "No matter what, you should work hard, because the results of hard work will be the starting point of your future life, not the end point!"

This sentence is actually very correct, and it was vividly reflected in this big cleanup of the police force.

Without considering the situation of those who were cleaned up, those who could be selected by Chali and Du Ke were basically alumni of the New Jincheng Police Academy, their "juniors."

Hard work might not let you have the future you want, but when the opportunity appears, the possibility of you obtaining them will be greater than those who don't work hard.

At least in this talent selection, they didn't consider any non-police academy graduates!

The identity of alumni allowed them to be more at ease with these people!

In the social relationships of federal people, if you betrayed your family, the people around you would only say to you, "That's really terrible, you made a wrong decision."

They would feel that you just made a small mistake, or even a mistake that normal people would make, and then forgive you from the perspective of a friend.

But if you betrayed your circle, betrayed your alumni, then they would only be disappointed in you, not even wanting to talk to you, and you would quickly stink up the street.

Then they would isolate you, marginalize you, and finally make you disappear in front of them.

If they didn't want to be marginalized or isolated in the future, then when they were selected, they either refused, or were loyal to the circle.

Any person, after being whipped by real life for so many years, when God finally favored them, they couldn't refuse.

Both were busy until late at night. When the phone rang, Director Bulu hadn't fallen asleep yet. He was thinking about some work matters.

The harsh phone ringing sound rang out, and it even gave him a fright.

He cursed twice, then came outside the lounge in his pajamas and picked up the phone, "It's eleven o'clock now..."

He glanced at his watch, and then the tone that originally carried a hint of complaint instantly transformed into a very gentle tone, transforming very silkily, "Is there anything I need to do?"

It was Lanse. He couldn't refuse this now.

"... Good, I know, I'll arrange it immediately."

After hanging up the phone, he rubbed his temples, then turned on the desk lamp, wearing plaid pajamas and a nightcap, sitting behind the desk.

He picked up the phone and pressed the lobby number. The phone got through quickly.

"Chief?"

Director Bulu lit a cigarette, hissed and took a breath. He changed the posture of holding the receiver. He knew that the time for sleeping would have to be pushed back again.

"Arrange for some officers to go to... these few places. Don't sound the alarm, hide in the alleys."

"If there is a fight, sound the alarm immediately, and catch the people who move against the Lanse family. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Yes, Chief, I understand."

"Very good. By then, the Imperial District branch side will cooperate with you. Work hard at night, keep your spirits up."

After hanging up the phone, he dialed the duty number of the Imperial District branch and also gave an instruction.

If Feijiaer's people came to retaliate in the middle of the night, Lanse would let them know what "chaos damage" was!

Although the officers were somewhat unhappy about having to go out on duty in the middle of the night, and it was likely to be all night, this was ordered by the director himself, so they could only do as told.

It's the same as employees in a company not having the qualification to resist the chairman. Even if they are unwilling, they have to obey at this time.

Seven or eight police cars drove out of the police station. According to Director Bulu's request, they didn't sound the alarm, and didn't even turn on the police lights.

They met with the officers of the Imperial District branch outside the Imperial District branch, separated, and arrived at the designated locations.

The officers of the general bureau looked at the smiles on the faces of the officers in the next car and were a bit confused. The night shift couldn't even secretly sleep in the police station, what was worth being happy about?

But they couldn't ask casually, otherwise it might make these branch colleagues think that they, the people of the general bureau, didn't want to work the night shift. Where there are people, there are face problems.

However, soon, they knew why these officers of the Imperial District branch weren't frustrated.

After waiting for about twenty minutes, someone came over carrying a few bags. The police car next door took the initiative to turn on the police lights, which also made the officers of the general bureau discover that the person who came was a young man.

He had a red armband on his left arm. He walked to the side of the Imperial District branch's police car, handed the paper bag to them, and then to their car.

The officer in the passenger seat and the officer in the driver's seat looked at each other, then looked at the car next door, and finally decided to accept it.

They didn't forget to say a "thank you."

The young man smiled and patted the roof of the car, "It's hard work for you to be busy at night. If there's anything, you can come over and call me. I'll be in the bar."

"Rest assured, nothing will happen. I guarantee that I am like an owl, even if I sleep, I will open one eye!"

The young man smiled and bid farewell to them, then turned and left.

The officers of the general bureau hadn't encountered this kind of thing. They opened the kraft paper bag for water, and first, they could see two lunch boxes, inside were beef cubes and small lamb chops, as well as two very small dinner rolls, a small piece of butter, and a small bowl of vegetable salad.

The officer in the driver's seat whistled. He was indeed a bit hungry.

Please... you.... bookmark 6... 9... book.... bar....!

After the two divided a portion each, it was two bottles of drinks. Orange juice without alcohol, or the kind with lemon added, sour and sweet, the favorite of federal people.

And two cups of coffee.

Going down further... they saw an envelope. The two looked at each other again, took out the envelope, tore it open, and inside were two ten-dollar banknotes.

At this moment, they suddenly felt... the night shift duty actually wasn't much.

The two divided the money without a word, and then started eating the food.

Those bastards in the Imperial District branch, the days they live are really not bad!

They waited all night, until the sky was getting bright, but didn't wait for a fight. Feijiaer didn't attack them in the middle of the night.

Feijiaer was a bit suspicious, suspecting the purpose of Lanse suddenly attacking his bar in the middle of the night, was it because he heard that the three of them met last night, so he set a trap?

He thought a bit too much, Lanse's unreasonable behavior made him suspicious.

What people fear most is thinking too much, because the more you think, the more problems you can find in yourself.

You will feel that doing this won't work, and doing that won't work, and in the end, you can't do anything, can't achieve anything.

When you are still considering how to naturally, without leaving a trace, approach a girl, and then cultivate feelings and finally confess.

The yellow-haired guy has already directly opened his mouth to ask if they are friends.

Not all the time, thinking more is better!

Of course, this time, Feijiaer actually thought right.

If he didn't care about the consequences and directly sent people to fight with Lanse, then what would greet him would be the iron fist of justice!

All night, Feijiaer didn't have a good sleep. He was always thinking about why Lanse would suddenly attack his bar?

Different from him were Bandi and Gao Li. After they provoked the dispute, they had been paying attention to the development of the situation.

When they knew Lanse burned Feijiaer's bar, they had a good sleep.

Early in the morning, the phone ringing woke Bandi up. He didn't look impatient, but rubbed his eye sockets and sat up from the bed.

The silk pajamas gave him a comfortable feeling of sleeping naked, especially the silk fabric tightly attached to the skin, which had an illusion of directly touching a girl's skin.

He leaned against the head of the bed, picked up the phone, "The sun has just risen."

The tone of Feijiaer on the other end of the phone had some unease, "My bar was attacked. He knew about us meeting last night!"

Bandi was stunned for a moment, didn't react immediately, "Who knew we met?"

"Lanse!"

"He must have known we met, and even knew what we did yesterday. Who do you think leaked it?"

Bandi had a forehead full of question marks. How, after he fell asleep, were there new changes?

He stammered for a while, "I'm not clear, is there any misunderstanding?"

He held the phone and walked to the window, "Why would you think so?"

Feijiaer felt that it must be that Lanse knew they met last night, and also said to give Lanse some color to see, let him know to respect these old people, so he brought about the attack in the evening.

There was only Feijiaer's heavy breathing in the receiver. After a while, he said, "I think we need to meet again, as soon as possible."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 555 =====