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Ling Chen looked at her bright eyes, and smiled, "Zhou Tong, you and I both know that your father shouldn't be here. Even if you know who the culprit is, why do you have to be so hasty? "

"Does Director Ling mean that my father can only die like this?" Zhou Tong stared at him in disbelief, "Boss Ling, when you first called for me, your tone wasn't like this." "It can't be that you're doing this because that criminal has something to do with Jane Fan, right?"

Zhou Tong's questioning caused Ling Chen to be suspicious. He paused for a moment and finally agreed to Zhou Tong's request.

"Stay well in the dorm and obey your leader's allocation. I will help you fulfill your wish." Ling Chen left Jian Fan's apartment with large strides, and even as he got into the car, he still felt that Zhou Tong's resentment was deep, as if she wanted to destroy something.

When Jane Fan entered the police station, Yan Qirui and the rest weren't there. She asked the old watchman at the entrance and found out that they had gone to the gymnasium in the center of the city.

"Why go where?" Jane Fan wrinkled his brows. Logically speaking, this was just a personal activity within the police station. It would be fine if they just held a meeting at their headquarters' basketball court. It was both grounded and lively.

"Originally, they didn't want to go either. But there's nothing we can do! " The guard was already sixty years old. He was an old policeman who had been injured in an event. Only then did he move from the frontline to the backstage. Then, due to his age, he turned into a gatekeeper.

His personality was very lively, and he could get along very well with Jane Fan.

Seeing her ask, he told Jane Fan everything that had happened. Only then did Jane know that this morning the police received a temporary order from the mayor to go to the city stadium to compete. It can not only shape the image of the smart and capable police, but also bring the relationship between the police and the public closer, and do a good face project.

"All right. "Then I'll go right now." Jane Van sighed. In America, she admired democracy the most. But here, what she liked the most was face. Only face could prevent Little Tian and Uncle Yan from appearing hostile, showing the demeanor that belonged to the police.

After bidding farewell to the weasel, Jian Fan drove to the city's stadium.

The door to the locker room was standing right next to Ye Han. Seeing her coming over, he immediately grabbed her and brought her there.

"Did Ling Chen send you here?" Jian Fan had just seen Yan Qirui's voice in the locker room when Ye Han's voice came out.

"Hmm? "No." Jian Fan frowned and greeted Yan Qili. He seemed to still be in a bad mood and his expression was a bit stiff.

"Yes." "Don't keep in touch with him." Ye Han let out a sigh of relief, he was wearing a sportswear and was brimming with vitality. Even his originally somewhat calm character, when matched with this sportswear that represented youth's vitality, was much brighter.

"Big brother, you really should have taken Tongtong over. If she saw you dressed up like this, she might have immediately jumped into your embrace! " Jian Fan teased Ye Han, wanting to lighten the atmosphere. However, Ye Han's face darkened, and he looked at Jian Fan with eyes as if they were on fire, "Xiaofan, do you really not have me in your heart?"

"Nope." Jane Fan shook his head, "Big brother, don't you like Tongtong a lot? "Why don't you work hard and fight for it?"

Jane Fan knew what he wanted. Even if she really didn't want to hurt Ye Han, she knew that her ambiguity and weakness would only cause Ye Han to sink even deeper, so when she raised her head to look at him, her gaze was firm. "Big brother, I have always regarded you as my big brother. There is only kinship between us, and no possibility of love. "

"Alright, I understand." Ye Han nodded his head. He had originally thought that he would feel uncomfortable, but he felt a sense of relaxation.

He patted Jian Fan's shoulder and went back into the lounge. Jian Fan stood in the locker room and watched as he didn't come out for a long time. He turned around and left, arriving in the stands. He originally thought that there would only be families of players in the stands, but when he stood in the midst of the flashing lights carrying equipment, he realized that he had made a mistake.

Here, it was not just a competition between father and son, but a competition between the government and the government.

Sighing, Jian Fan walked around the reporter and arrived beside Pan Wenfang. Pan Wenfang had a faint smile on her face and was talking to the woman beside her.

Seeing Jian Fan walk over, he immediately pulled her to a seat and introduced her to the lady.

"Lady Li." With a polite smile, Pan Wenfang said a few words to her and heard the whistle. The match had begun.

Lady Li wasn't one of them. She was one of the other teams.

When Jane Fan and Pan Wenfang were cheering for Yan Qirui, her eyebrows were knitted together. She was obviously worried about her husband's team's results.

This competition used the parent-child competition format. The members here varied in age. There were young policemen like Yan Shaotian and Ye Han, and there were middle-aged policemen like Yan Qirui. But among these people there is a more special group, namely the police officers over the age of twelve years of age of minors.

Less, less, and less. Three people of different ages shouldn't be competing together. But in the name of his own son, it seemed so natural. Seeing that her son had succeeded in shooting three steps, Madam Li happily stood up. Her cheering voice made Jian Fan burst out in laughter.

This was a normal mother. She would be proud of her child's results.

"Mrs. Li." Sit down. " Jane Fan patted Lady Li's hand. The competition will continue.

If she stayed standing like this, she wouldn't feel well.

"Alright." Madame Li stuttered, a little embarrassed.

When she saw Jian Fan and the others shouting, her face turned ugly. Now that her son had gotten the ball and she was so excited, it was easy for people to feel that she was too focused on fame and reputation.

The following matches continued. Whenever Lady Li's son won the ball, both Jane Fan and Pan Wenfang would cheer for him.

On the other side, Yan Qirui scored. The two of them only smiled faintly, appearing extremely calm and collected, as if it was only right and proper.

Lady Li sat beside them. Watching the two of them chuckle more and more, she felt rather upset.

She looked to the side and saw a familiar figure waving at her. She then politely spoke to her and left her seat.

"What is it?" When she arrived at that person's side, Madame Li asked a question.

"You were very intimate with that beauty just now?" The man asked with the spirit of gossip.

"Little sister-in-law." I have nothing to do with her, but her uncle is a participant in this game. " Madame Li sighed, looking at the microphone in that person's hand. "When did you change your career?" Are you a reporter now? Or a paparazzi? "

"Sister-in-law, how can you speak like that?" Even though that person was old, his skin was still healthy. When he spoke to Madam Li, there were two dimples at the corners of his lips, which were especially adorable. "Sister-in-law, everyone in the industry calls me Journalist Cen." I'm not the paparazzi. Since you are more familiar with that beauty, why don't you help me record it? I'll thank you when I get back. "

"I'm not in the mood. I want to watch the Small Star Competition! " Mrs. Li flatly refused, but Reporter Cen held her back and put the recording pen in her pocket. At the same time, he stuffed 300 yuan into her pocket and said, "Are you afraid that I will complain to my mother-in-law again? I'm not that kind of person, sister-in-law. These 300 are the deposit. As long as you get the recordings done, the matter regarding the food will definitely not go away. Furthermore, you don't have to worry about my brother's business transition! "

"Alright!" Lady Li returned to her seat. Yan Qirui scored another point. Jian Fan and Pan Wenfang were smiling at each other. Obviously, they were truly happy from the bottom of their hearts. He wasn't like before, where he saw his son pretending to be humble when he scored points.

With this comparison in mind, Madam Li no longer cared about whether or not she was feeling embarrassed, and she began chatting warmly with Jian Fan.

The sound of the sound recorder was drowned out by the noise. Until the end of the match, Jane Fan did not notice that her conversation with Madame Li had been completely recorded by Lady Li.

The match ended with Yan Qirui's team losing. The two points difference still made Yan Qirui feel somewhat dejected.

Pan Wenfang hurried over to pass him a towel and a water bottle, while Jian Fan walked over to Yan Shaotian and wiped his sweat, "Little Tian, since you have won the competition. Why don't you go and have a good talk with Uncle Yan? He doesn't know how to talk, but he loves you very much. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been so hardworking in the previous matches. "

"Sister Fan." Yan Shaotian sighed, "Why do you think that my father's hard work is for me? Maybe he was just enjoying the feeling of being first. You see, now that he has failed, not only did he not celebrate me, but he seemed dissatisfied with my mother. I did not satisfy him. He will not treat me as his son. "

Yan Shaotian was very lonely. Compared to the last time he had dinner, he clearly hated Yan Qirui even more.

Jian Fan sighed and was about to say something to him when he was suddenly surrounded by a crowd of reporters. All he could do was watch Yan Shaotian's figure grow further and further away.

"Miss Jane, why are you here? What is your relationship with that youth from before? Have you abandoned Director Ling to have another marriage? " The reporters' questions blotted out the sky. Each and every one of them were extremely sharp, causing Jian Fan to break out in laughter. He was also at a loss as to what to do.

"I'm here to watch the match." Jian Fan smiled and pointed at his clothes, "Today is a competition between our headquarters and the sub-bureau, I am only pulling the team."

She suppressed her anger. The gossiping spirit of the reporters made her expression turn uglier and uglier.

Yan Shaotian and Yan Qirui are on their way to resolve their relationship. It seems to the gossip reporters that they are reluctant to part with their little sweetheart." Immediately, someone started to criticize Jian Fan, "Just now, a lady said that you saw her score and couldn't help feeling excited. Can you tell us about your relationship with this young man? Is he your brother or your lover?

"He's my brother." The reporter almost put the microphone in her mouth and let her eat it like an ice cream. If she did not open her mouth now, she would not be able to speak clearly.

"If everyone is concerned about Director Yan's family relationship, you will know about it. I still have things to do, so I won't be accompanying you guys. " Jane Fan pushed the reporter aside and quickly walked over, but even with her agile footsteps, she was still unable to stop the fanatical paparazzi. She had only taken a few steps when she was caught by the police uniform.

Her skin was fair, and her curves were well-proportioned. Her white lace bra was exposed in the air, and her wrinkled face made her look even more like that of a goddess, making people worship her. Someone pointed the camera at her, snapped a picture, and the pride in Jane Fan's heart rose. No matter what the occasion was, she coldly shouted and pulled up her clothes, coldly staring at the reporters who took the photos and the reporter who tore off her clothes.

"Miss, I will bring charges against you. And your pictures. " Jian Fan's sharp gaze looked around, but before he could speak, a suit covered her body, followed by the reporters taking a step back, worriedly and fearfully looking at the god of pests, "Director, Director Ling. You, why are you here? "