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Chapter 1475 Old Hong's Anger

Those big guys must be discussing this matter closely.

The main purpose of Mr. Zhao's visit to Beijing this time was to fight for the release of Xiao Yuntian.

This can be regarded as the last time in his life that he can show his remaining enthusiasm.

"Xiao Sun" hasn't sent him any good news yet, which makes Mr. Zhao a little anxious.

However, he did not call to inquire, but leisurely listened to Peking Opera by the small lake.

At this moment, Zhao Junjiang walked over and said with a smile: "Dad, Xiaoye will come to see you later."

Mr. Zhao turned off the radio, looked at him, and said with a smile: "Okay, let that kid come, I just want to have a chat with him."

Zhao Junjiang said: "I have already asked him to come."

Mr. Zhao nodded and smiled: "Okay, okay! By the way, Xiaoye is here this time. Is Xiaofu coming with him?"

"I didn't ask about this, there shouldn't be."

Zhao Junjiang said.

"Hey, Xiaoye is a good boy. I really hope Xiaofu can marry him." Mr. Zhao said with emotion.

Zhao Junjiang smiled and said nothing. How could he not know what his father was thinking?

In fact, he also wanted his niece and Ye Fengyun to become a couple, but unfortunately, Ye Fengyun already had a girlfriend, which left him helpless.



Beijing, a certain courtyard house.

The old man, who looked like a stone sculpture, was sitting in a wheelchair, quietly listening to the man in front of him reporting the situation.

This old man's surname is Hong.

He is none other than the deputy director of the Security Bureau, Lao Hong, whom Mr. Zhao once told Ye Fengyun.

Many years ago, Lao Hong was the deputy director of the Security Bureau.

He was only thirty-seven years old at the time, and was considered the youngest boss in the military.

At that time, many people were optimistic about him and believed that he would eventually become the core of the military and even the core of the country.

However, later, his legs were interrupted by Xiao Yuntian, leaving him disabled, and his future came to an abrupt end.

So, he hates it.

He hates Xiao Yuntian!

At this time, his whole body was stiff and his face was as cold as a stone sculpture. He was sitting in a wheelchair, listening to the man in front of him reporting the situation.

The man said: "Old man, Mr. Zhao went to Beijing and met with many big shots to demand the release of Xiao Yuntian!"

Upon hearing this, Lao Hong's zombie-like face suddenly sank.

"That old guy, he was doing well in Jinling, why did he come to Beijing and get involved in this matter?" Lao Hong said angrily.

"According to my inquiries, Ye Fengyun cured his illness. He should have been entrusted by Ye Fengyun to come to the capital to demand Xiao Yuntian's release!" Menhui reported.

Lao Hong's face was full of hatred and he said: "What did those military personnel say?"

"They can't decide, so they can only report the matter to No. 1." The man continued.

"What does No. 1 mean?" Lao Hong then asked.

The man said: "It is said that Chief Sun went to see No. 1 in person and chatted with No. 1 for ten minutes. The specific information is not clear."

After listening to the man's report, Lao Hong pondered for a while, with a hint of coldness in his eyes, and said, "Go and invite the Xiao family master, I want to have a chat with him."

"yes."

The man responded and went down.

After the man went down, Lao Hong said bitterly: "Old guy, do you think you can release Xiao Yuntian with your seniority?"

About half an hour later, Xiao Yunfeng, the head of the Xiao family, arrived.

Xiao Yunfeng is the head of the Xiao family, one of the four great aristocratic families, but when he saw Lao Hong, he was still quite polite and respectfully called: "Uncle Hong."

Lao Hong looked at him and said calmly: "Sit down."

Lao Hong sat in front of Lao Hong, his expression changed, he looked at Lao Hong and said, "Uncle Hong, what do you want from me?"

Lao Hong said: "I heard that that bastard made a big fuss at your father's birthday party? And even gave him an urn?"

Upon hearing what Lao Hong said, Xiao Yunfeng's face suddenly darkened and he said, "Yes, this is true."
Chapter completed!
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