After walking out of the conference room, Guo Tiezhu wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, and his back was completely soaked.

  "Liang Yu, you son of a bitch, putting such a timed bomb next to me, aren't you trying to take my life?" Guo Tiezhu cursed in his heart.

  Originally, Guo Tiezhu also had no expectation that Luo Shuyuan would be able to investigate anything, so from the beginning he made up his mind to push Song Boyu as a scapegoat. The Jinchang Department Store incident happened at this critical moment, and the entire municipal party committee from top to bottom definitely has responsibility, but there are degrees of severity. In Guo Tiezhu's view, Song Boyu is no different from a janitor in the police station. If he doesn't push Song Boyu out now, when will he? Anyway, it's better to sacrifice a friend than to sacrifice one's own interests.

  Yesterday afternoon, Guo Tiezhu mentioned his idea to Liang Yu, who was sipping tea contentedly. Suddenly, Liang Yu spat out the tea in his mouth onto Guo's face, and the teacup in his hand shattered on the ground with a loud crash, startling Guo into jumping up from his chair.

  "You can be the scapegoat, Song Baiyu cannot be the scapegoat, otherwise we are really finished." Liang Yu panted for a long time and finally calmed down. His first sentence was to say this to Guo Tiezhu.

  Seeing Guo Tiezhu's puzzled gaze, Liang Yu added: "Song Baiyu can't move, and we can't either. Even if the whole city of Jinyang doesn't have anyone who can move him, if he gets unhappy, we're all done for."

  The entire city of Jinyang didn't have anyone who could move Song Boyu, so what kind of background did Song Boyu have? Guo Tiezhu dared not think further, nor did he dare to think about it. After all, at his level, there were many things that he couldn't come into contact with.

  Although Liang Yu didn't tell Guo Tiezhu about Song Baiyu's identity in the end, Guo Tiezhu didn't pry into it either. He knew he had almost gotten himself into a terrible disaster and thought of how those guys at the police station usually treated Song Baiyu with such an attitude that made him shudder. After knowing that Song Baiyu had a terrifying background, Guo Tiezhu couldn't sleep that night.

  "Director Guo, are you okay?" Lu Haitao was a security police officer, not very capable, but good at flattering, and was liked by Guo Tiezhu. He usually acted bossy in the police station and often made things difficult for Song Baiyu. Today, he was scolded by Guo Tiezhu at the meeting and didn't know what he did wrong, so he came over to ask.

  "You... you get out of here, I've been ruined by you!" Guo Tiezhu raised his head and saw that it was Lu Haitao, who didn't have much ability but liked to flatter him. His face sank, and he loudly scolded. If it weren't for this Lu guy constantly talking about Song Boyu's shortcomings in his ear, how could he also follow suit and not have a good impression of Song Boyu?

  "Director Guo, is it that little brat Song Baiyu who has upset you? I'll get someone to take him away." Upon hearing Guo Tiezhu's angry scolding, Lu Haitao not only didn't get angry but instead his eyes lit up as he recalled the unusual behavior of Guo Tiezhu and Song Baiyu at the meeting. He patted his chest and said...

  Lu Haitao often did such things, and whenever Guo Tiezhu encountered something unpleasant or inconvenient to deal with, Lu Haitao would immediately help him out. Over the years, whether it was official business or private matters, Lu Haitao efficiently helped Guo Tiezhu resolve them, almost like a personal secretary.

  "If you want to die, don't bring me with you." Upon hearing Lu Haitao's words, Guo Tiezhu looked at him in terror. The usually obedient Lu Haitao now seemed like a fierce beast. "Get out, get the hell out of here immediately."

  With a loud "bang", Guo Tiezhu slapped a file folder in front of him onto Lu Haitao's face. Under Guo Tiezhu's piercing gaze, Lu Haitao retreated from Guo Tiezhu's room in disarray.

  "Don't give me any trouble, and whatever you do, don't mess with Song Baiyu." Lu Haitao had just helped Guo Tiezhu close the door to his office when Guo suddenly seemed to remember something and hastily instructed him, but there was a hint of inexplicable fear mixed into his tone.

  "Song Baiyu, today was really relieving! Didn't you see the looks on their faces? Each one of them looked like a chameleon." Zhang Pengfei patted Song Baiyu's shoulder and said excitedly after work.

  For so long, the people from the police station have been talking about Song Baiyu's three and four, Zhang Pengfei has already seen it, but he needs to carry out his work and can't make things too awkward with his colleagues, so he didn't stand up for Song Baiyu, but he didn't expect what happened in today's conference room would be so shocking, Zhang Pengfei was naturally delighted.

  Song Baiyu looked at Zhang Pengfei's sincere smile and felt a strange sensation in his heart. In his past life, he had no relatives or friends, so naturally, there was no one like Zhang Pengfei who cared about him, and he couldn't understand this feeling. Silently experiencing this feeling, Song Baiyu found that his mental state of cultivation actually slowly stabilized, which made him a little overjoyed.

  "Bo Yu, I'm in a good mood today. Why don't you come over to my place and have a couple of drinks? I'll get your sister-in-law to whip up some dishes to go with the wine." Zhang Pengfei said, seeing Song Bo Yu's cheerful expression, thinking he was also thrilled about what happened today.

  "Great, it's been a long time since I've had Auntie's cooking, and I'm getting hungry too." Song Baiyu wasn't a cultivation maniac. After failing to transcend the tribulation, he placed more importance on cultivating his mental state. For him, the most important task in this rebirth was to temper his physical strength and improve his mental state cultivation. As for Zhang Pengfei's invitation, he naturally agreed readily.

  When Song Baiyu nodded in agreement to his invitation, Zhang Pengfei immediately called his wife to inform her of the matter. On the other end of the phone, Mao Haiyan had already known about what happened at the police station meeting. At this time, she was overjoyed to learn that Song Baiyu would be coming to their home for dinner and repeatedly said that she would prepare several dishes well to celebrate Song Baiyu's narrow escape.

  Song Baiyu clearly felt the affection of Zhang Pengfei and his wife towards him, and was happy for their sake because of a friend's matter, this feeling is great.

  Zhang Pengfei's home was in the northern development zone, and the two of them could have taken a taxi there, but neither Song Boyu nor Zhang Pengfei had any intention of hailing one, instead walking and chatting as they headed towards Zhang Pengfei's home.

  Jinyang City is a county-level city, divided into five parts: East City District, West City District, South City District, North City District and Yangzhong District. Jinyang City is not very big, it only takes about 6-7 hours to walk around the entire main urban area.

  When they had walked halfway, Song Baiyu's phone rang.

  "Bo Yu, if I don't call you, then you won't call me either." Just as Song Bo Yu put the phone to his ear, a clear and crisp scolding voice came from the other end.

  "Sister, you're so busy every day, how can I bother you?" Hearing the phone's other end filled with concern and joyful scolding, Song Baiyu's face broke into a warm smile.

  The one who called Song Baiyu was his elder sister, Song Yuanqing, six years older than him. She is the deputy county head of Qi County and is extremely doting on Song Baiyu. The two have a very good relationship.

  "You stinky brat, are you looking for death? Sister just passed her 30th birthday, how can she be old......" Hearing Song Baiyu call one family member an old person and another an old person on the phone, Song Yuqing on the other end of the line suddenly became furious and loudly shouted.

  Song Baiyu held the phone away from his ear, gave Zhang Pengfei a wry smile, and after a brief moment of silence, he heard no movement on the other end of the line. He then put the phone back to his ear and laughed loudly: "Sister, are you thirty years old? I remember that yesterday was your twentieth birthday?"

  Song Baiyu knew that his sister was a workaholic, working extremely hard and being very strict with her attitude. She usually had a serious expression on her face, making people feel distant from her. However, when she talked to Song Baiyu on the phone, she would reveal her true personality, and he would always crack jokes to help her relax.

  "You stinky boy, I've never seen anyone as cheesy as you. Save these words to make other girls happy, okay? You're already 25 or 26 years old and still don't have a girlfriend, be careful or your dad will force you to go on blind dates." On the other end of the phone, Song Yuqing was extremely happy, but it's unclear whether it was because Song Boyu said she looked young or simply because she was talking to Song Boyu.

  Upon hearing the words on the other end of the phone, Song Baiyu fell silent. It can be said that "Song Baiyu" is a very individualistic person, his family had arranged for him to take a broad and smooth road into politics, but he instead liked those flowers and grasses, as a result, his relationship with his family became extremely strained, suddenly hearing Song Yuqing mention his father, Song Baiyu naturally had nothing to say.

  "Bo Yu, I know you have your own ideas, and I support you, as long as you're happy. " Song Bo Yu's silence infected Song Yuan Qing on the other end of the phone, and her tone also became low and subdued. "Your family has cut off your financial resources for half a year, do you still have money to spend? Do you want me to send some over?"

  "Sister, thank you. I'll send you my bank account number by text message later." Song Baiyu is in urgent need of money now, and his sister is the closest to him, so he won't be polite.

  On the other end of the phone, Song Yuanching was stunned upon hearing this. In the past half year, she had asked several times to give Song Boyu pocket money, but was rejected every time. She didn't expect that this time, Song Boyu would agree without hesitation.

  "It seems that younger brother is really struggling." Thinking of this, Song Yuancheng's nose turned sour.

  Song Baiyu hung up the phone after chatting with his sister for a couple of sentences. He looked up to find Zhang Pengfei standing ten or so meters away, holding two bottles of Erguotou and waving at him. Apparently, Zhang Pengfei had seen Song Baiyu on the phone with his family and deliberately gave him some space.

  "Sorry to keep you waiting." Song Baiyu glanced at the call log and was surprised to find that the conversation had lasted for sixteen minutes, and it was only because of something on Song Yuqing's side that they hung up. Song Baiyu couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, having forgotten that Zhang Pengfei was still waiting on the other end.

  "It's okay, family is important.It's worth chatting for a while, anyway we're eating at home and not in a hurry." Zhang Pengfei nodded generously and then asked: "Bai Yu, it can be seen that you have a good relationship with your sister, but I've never heard you mention anything about your sister before, where is she and what does she do?"

  Zhang Pengfei regretted his words as soon as he finished speaking, Song Boyu had always been secretive about family matters, how could he not control this stinky mouth today.

  "Yes, my sister really likes me and always treats me like a kid who never grew up." Song Baiyu's face was filled with intoxication as scenes of him and Song Yuqing flashed through his mind. He said softly: "She is the deputy county head of Qi County."

  "What, county... county head..." Zhang Pengfei originally didn't expect Song Boyu to answer his question, and was walking with his head down. Suddenly, he heard Song Boyu say that his sister was the county head, and his footsteps stumbled, almost falling to the ground. He stared at Song Boyu with wide eyes, as if he had lost the ability to speak.