After the Kashgar Parliament ended its voting, it was already past 7 pm.

Originally, I only had to work 4 days a month and 5 hours a day, the "golden workplace" was held every day due to war reasons, and I had to work overtime from time to time, which really made Zhang Jiao miserable.

Especially by various coincidences, it took less than two years to gain the national position in Nanyang.

But in Yiyuan, he was still wandering around Kashgar, the seaside city. The difference between the two was too big, which made people feel even more awkward.

But since ancient times, we have always paid attention to golden horns, silver edges, and grass belly.

Although Yiyuan and Nanyang are thousands of miles apart, they just form an angle for the Great Zhou Dynasty.

If you ask that Jiang Chuzhen, who was controlled by Taoism, gained power in the battle with the Western Qin and Shanjin.

If he wants to gain a barely confrontation with him, he must control all Nanyang and Yi Yuan, so he can only persevere.

Fighting against the cold wind, he came out of the Kashgar House.

Although the season is already spring, the night is still dripping into ice.

Zhang Jiao, facing the cold wind, comforted himself, "That's an exception in Nanyang. Because of the evil catastrophe, a son of dawn was created, and he climbed to heaven in two years.

Yiyuan's business is the norm. It only took one year to make a wealthy-level family business and successfully entered the political arena. It was already a dreamy start." He ran into the 'Thyme' soup pot restaurant.

After having a nice meal, I felt a little happy, so I drove back home.

He took a hot bath in the bedroom on the second floor of the 'Baohao Seafood' store on Binyang Street. He took off his formal clothes and put on casual clothes, and called Han Ying, the new girl with beards on the sea and beards on the corner of his mouth.

He asked very directly: "Consultant Han, how did you deduce the battle between Yi Yuan and Jiang Chu?"

"Not really," Han Ying said more bluntly: "There are too few deduction materials that can be used, and the news will be the same again and it will be very slow. You can wait."

"You won't be able to deduce the result until the battle is over," Zhang Jiao said unwillingly when he heard the result was not ideal, "What's the point?"

But Han Ying was not only strange, but also introverted, but also had different laughter. He suddenly laughed when he heard this, "Hahahaha, if this is the case, it would be quite interesting if the result of the war is contrary to the conclusion I derived."

Then he suddenly stopped and asked Zhang Jiao: "How are you thinking about joining the Kashgar House's 'Social Youth' organization?"

Zhang Jiao was a little uncomfortable with her jumping thinking, and he was stunned for a moment and replied: "The Kashgar branch of the Youth Society of Social Progress has no sincerity at all. Before he joined, he began to point fingers at my proposal.

I'll think about it again."

"Don't think too long, let my brother Jinbao always wait." Han Ying reminded without hesitation.

"Don't deduce it for too long, let me wait." Zhang Jiao replied and hung up the phone directly.

Climbing onto the bed, sitting cross-legged, and entering the state of meditation.

Unexpectedly, just as he entered the meditation, his cell phone suddenly rang out in a 'ring' ring...'.

He slowly came back to his senses, picked up his phone and saw that it was Li Binzhu's phone number. Zhang Jiao answered and asked, "The boss is still at dinner now. You are not busy with business, so what are you asking for me?"

"Xiao Yue may be in a little trouble later. Come here first and let's go and have a look together." Li Binzhu said anxiously.

"Yiyuan is a society ruled by law, and Boss Song is a wealthy family. What trouble can you have in the food street where people come and go?" Zhang Jiao asked while hearing this.

"It is because she is a wealthy family who has trouble," Li Binzhu said in a depressed manner: "There is someone from her father's family.

My dad also has some friendship with the contemporary head of the Song family, so it is not convenient for me to take the initiative to intervene in this situation.

If there is something wrong, I will rely on you to hold on first. If it is too much, I will make a move."

"The relationship network of your n generations is really complicated." Zhang Jiao curled his lips, and as he spoke, he had already come to the 'Binzhu Yusheng Cafeteria', and pushed the door open and walked in.

There were still diners in the store, and Xie Wanzhu, Liu Sheng, Ai Yiti, Jiang Jiao and other welcome guests, waiters, and cleaning aunts were all there.

However, Li Binzhu has changed into a white chef's uniform with a big-name casual outfit.

Obviously, she had just learned that the Song family came to find Song Yue, so she immediately stopped business and changed clothes. She called and arrived at the shortest time. She was also a South Asian immigrant who was free from worries. Zhang Jiao came to support her when she met the Song family, who would not be hindered.

"Let's go, let's go to Xiaoyue now." Seeing Zhang Jiao appear, Li Binzhu said immediately.

"What's the hurry? You have to be calm when encountering things so that you can handle them calmly." Zhang Jiao said slowly on purpose, and pointed to the diners beside him, "Have you arranged your business?"

"I have arranged all the free orders for eating, and I have not eaten for free tomorrow night." Li Binzhu frowned and replied, then pulled Zhang Jiao's arm and pulled him up the street.

"What's the matter in a hurry, boss, she's also a little bitch. The Song family came to her, can she eat her?

Maybe it was a touching scene where relatives met their relatives and tears were being staged." Zhang Jiao felt that she was a little concerned and was confused, so he comforted her with a smile.

As soon as I finished speaking, I felt an earthquake under my feet.

The surrounding ground made of steel and concrete cracked instantly.

From the thick crack, you can faintly see strands of soil, as if the stream was flowing rapidly, gathering towards the Xianyue Coffee Bookstore a hundred meters away.

"Xiao Yue is really angry, but she is even more popular than me, so I said something might happen." Seeing this, Li Binzhu threw away Zhangjiao's arm and flew towards the bookstore.

At this time, half of Binyang Street was shocked and people were overturned. Zhang Jiao looked around the miserable passers-by and curled his lips and muttered to himself: "These n generations usually look normal, but in fact, they really don't think about others."

With the thoughts, the Lord of the Thunder Tribe in the Sepulcher Sepulcher and the Nine Heavens Yingyuan Thunder God Puhua Tianzun were blessed, and his face suddenly became blurred.

At the same time, the pores all over his body burst out, and they merged into silver snakes about meter, which were born and destroyed in the void half a foot away from his body, and flowed endlessly.

The wind blew under my feet, soared into the air and flew into the Xianyue Coffee Bookstore.

In the bookstore, Song Yue and Li Binzhu are in a wave, and two men, three women, five young men are in a wave of confrontation.

Zhang Jiao immediately returned to the team and landed beside Li Binzhu. He felt that the number of people was still smaller than that of the opponent. He also showed the four seas Dragon King and the 24th Heavenly King of the Thunder Division, the urging Yun and the guardian of the Rain, behind him.
Chapter completed!