Chapter 1209： Sir, let me take you back to Tan Palace【Second Update】

Chapter 1209 Mr. Let me take you back to Tan Palace [Second Update]

Tang Li returned to the conference room and was told by Feng Qi that someone posted a screenshot of the marriage registration information of Li Wenyan and Ouyang Qian.

"So fast?" Tang Li was a little surprised.

You know, it's the middle of the night now.

Internal personnel of the Civil Affairs Bureau wanted to break the news, but they would not pick it at this point in time.

These administrative units are not all nine to five?

Feng Qi glanced at her out of the corner of the eye, his expression was surprisingly calm, and then handed over the tablet in his hand.

Tang Li saw a familiar ID: "..."

00:31.

[My Ningning Dumei No. 2: |_￣)) It turned out to be true. [picture]】

00:32 minutes.

[My Ningning Dumei No. 2] reposted Yang Ning's yin and yang angrily and said: "If I didn't go to feed a pig, such a big thing happened in one night! I didn't expect you to be such Ning Ning! It's so annoying! Disappointed! I decided to officially remove the powder!"

At 00:36, Yang Ning replied to the retweet: "I can't ask for it."

Not long after, the netizen with the ID of 'Tang Li's favorite son fan' didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, and left a message under Yang Ning's reply: "Wait for your water meter to be checked!"

Afterwards, this [Tang Li's favorite son fan] turned on the online violence mode.

He retweeted Yang Ning's 'I can't ask for it' and launched a lottery campaign——

[Repost and praise Yang Ning for 'pink eye', and have the opportunity to draw a signed photo of Tang Li. 】

In the past ten minutes, the number of retweets was zero.

00: 50 minutes.

[Tang Li's favorite son fan: Since Tang Li's popularity is too low, let's change a prize, Chanel Retro Lingge Flip Chain Bag, the lottery rules remain unchanged, the deadline: 8:00 in the morning. Jimei, give me a duck! 】

Tang Li: (→_→)

Five minutes later, Yang Ning was successfully scolded on the hot search.

Tang Li: "..."

These things happened while she was on the phone with Ouyang Qian.

With the exposure of screenshots of Li Wenyan and his wife's remarriage, Tang Li's small composition was once again pushed to the top of the hot search list.

This time, what Tang Li faced was no longer a question.

Those strong winds and waves all turned towards Li Yuaner's personal topics that were not forbidden.

At one o'clock in the morning, the entry of #李元儿illestral daughter#, followed by #杨宁pinkeye#, ranked second in the hot search list.

Tang Li wrote this small composition, the goal was not Li Yuaner, so he didn't have time to step on it.

It was past two in the morning when I left IMG.

At this moment, there are no taxis.

Tang Li can only rely on others to carry him when he returns to Tan Palace.

As soon as he and Feng Qi left the company gate, they noticed the car across the road.

is a black Mercedes Benz.

Feng Qi next to    also slowed down, "This license plate... is a second-level security license plate." After saying that, he turned his head to look at Tang Li, and he already had a guess in his heart.

Tang Li stopped at his feet, and the driver's door was also open.

What came down    is exactly what.

Why did you not cross the road and only opened the rear door.

Tang Li didn't rub against Feng Qi's Maserati anymore, waved goodbye, hugged the document bag, ran over, and took the initiative to get into the Mercedes-Benz.

Waiting for why did you get on the bus, she asked, "Why are you here?"

"Sir, let me take you back to Tan Palace."

Why is wearing a seat belt, while answering: "Sir also said that it is not safe for girls to take a taxi at night."

Tang Li couldn't help saying: "Then you don't need to drive this car."

said, adding disapprovingly: "Too flamboyant!"

He Wei smiled: "Sir said, no one pays attention to the license plate in the middle of the night. He has another special car. This one is parked in the garage, and it will be parked when it is parked. It will inevitably rust over time. It is better to pull it out occasionally. ventilation."

"In the end, there are still too many choices."

Tang Li continued to criticize.

"Indeed." He Wei echoed: "Mr. is your Excellency after all, and there must be more spare vehicles. If Madam likes it, you can choose one as a special vehicle for travel in the future."

"That's not good?"

"Nothing wrong, just nod your head sir."

After a while, He Wei spoke again: "Don't talk about a car, Madam just likes stars, and Sir can also let the space agency transport an artificial satellite."

"How is it possible." This answer was insincere.

However, if she really did that, she would become a veritable demon concubine.

This also goes against the character of her first virtuous helper.

Back to Tan Palace, Tang Li went straight upstairs.

When he grabbed the doorknob with his right hand, his footsteps followed suit. When he twisted the door, he found that the light inside was still on. Song Boyan was sitting by the head of the bed, browsing things on his laptop.

Seeing her entering the room, Song Boyan also put the notebook on the bedside table.

Tang Li closed the door with his backhand, while reporting safety: "I'm back."

"It's good to know to come back."

Hearing Song Boyan's sigh, Tang Li sat down beside the bed: "Then I will definitely come back. If I don't come back, where else can I go?"

Song Boyan looked at her with a warm smile in his eyes: "I'm afraid that I will be young and vigorous and fight with people until dawn."

Tang Li: "..."

"I'm not that irrational."

Tang Li said, turning his head to look at the long table.

After confirming that the porridge had been passive, she got up: "I'll take a shower again."

Ten minutes later, Tang Li climbed into bed.

Covered himself with the quilt, and heard Song Boyan's speech: "The writing is so good, I won't be an actor in the future, and I won't be an official or a half-job if I don't get an official or a half-job in the Tan Gong News Office."

Tang Li: "…………"

(end of this chapter)