Breaking Through the Clouds: 157.Chapter 157

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Jiang Ting thought that the "tailor-made clothes" in Yan Mu's words meant letting a tailor come to measure the size. It was not until the next day that he knew that his imagination was limited by poverty. The game Ms. Zeng Cuicui wanted to play was clearly called the miracle stop ring You Jianning.

"Black is not good, black is thin, and my daughter-in-law is already too thin. But you can make a set, make a set and wait for the report to go to the unit to wear on the day, the wedding will set a specific color. How about smoky blue?"

A team of police cars whizzed along the highway, Ma Xiang Gao Panqing handcuffed the suspect one left and one right in the back row, Yan Xiuhe guns in a bulletproof vest, sitting on the co-pilot with police combat boots, one With a Bluetooth headset in the command center in one ear, a personal mobile phone in the other ear, and a Bespoke sample booklet in her hand, Ms. Zeng Cuicui's excitement even overwhelmed the police siren.

"Well, which bride wears blue," Yan Xiu said dissatisfiedly: "What a beautiful white dress, why not make white?"

"Don't stop wearing white! You have to respect your partner's opinion! Hey, look at this brown, too. It's so British. Make a winter outfit!"

"Old-fashioned!" Yan Xi snorted, "I don't care, he just wants to wear white!"

Mother Yan asked coldly: "Then you talk to Tingting?"

Yan Xi closed his mouth immediately, humming and pretending to hear nothing.

"You little sand sculpture, don't be so stubborn. Even if the Jiang team wears a white person, they won't mistake him for a wedding dress. Who can tell someone has two more stars on their shoulders than you." Yan mother gloated: " Oops, it’s not your mother who said you. Fortunately, there are fewer wedding guests. If you invite more outsiders, there may be many unknown people who think your kid is under the unspoken rules..."

"Where does your son look like he can be ruled by unspoken rules!" Yan Xiu couldn't laugh or cry: "No, I just want a white dress for my wedding, not to mention the escort, it's hanging up!"

"Why can't you be under the unspoken rules, if you stop and still work, you two may dive and whom..."

Yan Xi hung up the phone in a hurry, and Ms. Zeng Cuicui's chattering ceased.

"..." The criminal suspect with golden chain arms and scars in the back seat couldn't hide his grief and anger. He said that he had just been arrested and he hadn't had time to fight the **** notes before he could fight his wits. He opened his mouth, another heroic man after eighteen years of tragic and weeping, he was caught off guard for a long time to listen to the wedding arrangements, and the head of the note didn't even look at him, so he was full of thoughts about the color of his clothes!

"...Hey, I said," the eldest brother endured and endured, and finally couldn't help it, turning his head to look forward to Qing Qing's words: "I've been on the national wanted list anyway, and your captain is too Disrespect me too much, right?!"

Gao Panqing looked at Yan Xiu's face in the front row, and stomped on him hurriedly: "Shut up!"

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"Go, go, there must be something white at the wedding." Jiang stopped sitting behind the large desk of Wei Deputy Bureau, with his slender legs crossed, and he dealt with it absent-mindedly while holding a pen on the map. After quickly drawing a red circle, he plugged the map to Huang Xing, who was listening with his ears erected, and whispered: "All the edges of the manhole covers with a radiation of 3 kilometers around the area should be tested for serum chlorine penetration." At the same time, he calmly said to the phone: "Listen Listen, listen to you, you are a private household and you are the head of the family... I won't go home for dinner at night, don't forget to take the clothes out of the washing machine and send them to the dryer when you come home from work. Did you hear that? "

Huang Xing stuffed the map to Ma Xiang, who was listening with his ears upright behind him. He heard the dissatisfied yelling of the head of the family from the end of the phone: "Why is Wei Ju letting you work again? Just look at your weakness and helplessness. See you are bullying, right?"

Huang Xing: "Puff--"

Wei Ju, who was nestling in a large swivel chair to moisturize and smoke, immediately jumped up, as agile as a carp hitting his feet, stacking up his sleeves, he was about to curse: "I'm soft, your sister..."

Jiang Ting interrupted quickly: "Okay, you can eat by yourself. Hang up for the meeting." He hung up the phone before Deputy Bureau Wei roared out.

The "weak and helpless" Jiang Ting coughed, and was calm in the gaze of Deputy Bureau Wei, and asked, "Is there anything else I can help? Hurry up, no need to pay, let me after 10 o'clock in the evening. Just go home again."

There is silence all around.

Wei Deputy Bureau is full of grievances, and Huang Xing and Ma Xiang's eyes are shining with the people's desire for gossip.

"..." Jiang Ting looked around: "What are you doing?"

The people are shining in their eyes.

"Don't do this, you guys." Jiang Ting finally couldn't stand the weird silence, and he held his forehead with one hand and said, "Fortunately, your mouth is not like Yan Xiu... Then what, I am purely to protect myself. Physical and mental health."

Everyone suddenly realized that they all felt that they understood something instantly.

Deputy Bureau Wei thought: "It must be Yan Xiu who broke his temper with me, and the two quarreled when they got home. Hey! I said that the two men are not in harmony with each other. See if I'm right!" /

What Huang Xing thought was: "I didn't expect Yan Xiu to love Chagang like my wife? Sure enough, the stricter the control, the more rebellious. My wife's hair was quarreled by my wife. Someone finally understood me! "

Only Ma Xiang, a senior fan of harem comics, showed an innocent smile. He said that it seemed that Brother Yan was really fierce. Team Jiang couldn't stand his bones and would rather stay in the office and work overtime. Hi, Brother Yan, you really deserve to be a role model for our male compatriots...

Jiang Ting opened the second dossier and began to read the on-site inspection notes carefully, and at the same time he was relieved in his heart. As long as I can go home after ten o’clock, it’s almost time to go to bed after washing up. I finally don’t have to listen to Yan Xiu, a patient with severe pre-marital anxiety, constantly performing indiscriminate and large-scale mental attacks while eating: "Hey Jiang Ting, Jiang Ting, you Are you listening? Jiang Ting? Are you using pink white or bright red for the wedding scene? Isn’t the pink white very warm? But isn't the bright red more auspicious? Jiang Ting, are you listening? Jiang Ting, are you actually using it? Pink or red? Is red auspicious? But pink is also very warm? Jiang Ting, do you want to throw a coin? Jiang Ting, are you there? Jiang Ting, are you listening?..." /

"Pink and white," Ms. Zeng Cuicui said firmly, "Don't listen to my son. When he was thirteen years old, he made himself a prop sword modeled on the Golden Saint Seiya. He had to use three colors of brilliant purple, bright red, and emerald green. The sword is wrapped in bright foil, saying that it’s the coolest and beautiful. Last year his cousin's 18th birthday, he customized a cuckoo red and tan crepe bubble skirt for the little girl as a coming-of-age gift. The cousin has not forgiven till now. He. My son has been a mystery in his aesthetic since he was a child. You will be led by him in the ditch."

Jiang Ting said: "I understand, I listen to you, and I have no other opinions."

Ms. Zeng Cuicui was happy and hung up the phone.

Yan Xiu’s pre-marital anxiety is so serious that he is different from usual. He is simply paying attention to every detail of his wedding with the attitude of handling major cases. One morning before going to work, Jiang Ting was rarely making egg toasts leisurely. Suddenly he saw Yan Xiu rushing out of the bathroom shirtless, with only a bath towel around his whole body, and his hands like iron tongs grabbed his shoulder: "Jiang Ting--"

Jiang Ting immediately pushed him back with both hands: "No, I can't take it anymore! Go away!"

"Oh, Team Jiang, what are you thinking in your mind during the day, let's have a good chat tonight." Yan Xiu opened a statistic chart and said seriously: "Look at this."

There are densely packed data and statistical graphs written on the A4 white paper. Jiang Ting glanced briefly, then squinted vigilantly and stared down: "...you stay away from me."

Yan Xiu didn't move a certain part of him farther, he carried the statistics chart and said heavily: "You don't know what it is?"

Jiang Ting stared at the towel tent: "No, I am very familiar with it."

"This is a statistical table of weather, humidity, temperature, wind speed and other data on the island where we held our wedding in early August for the past two decades. It shows that there have been showers in ten years and heavy rain in two years. One year there was a tsunami warning!" If Yan Xiu was a big wolf dog, now his neck hair has been blown up and erected: "May I ask if we hold a wedding on this island as planned, there is a chance that it will rain that day. How much?!"

Jiang Ting: "..."

"Sixty percent!" Yan Xiu said with sorrow, "The only wedding in a lifetime, there is a 60% chance that it will rain!"

Jiang Ting sighed and sighed: "We can hide indoors when it rains."

"No---Okay!" Yan Xiu categorically said, "This is one of the most important moments in my life. I must not allow the slightest flaw to appear, even if there is a little mud on the sole of the old fox in Lu Ju! "

At the same time, Lu Ju’s house, who was stealing braised pork with her stomach, suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed severely. He was caught on the spot by his wife who looked back, and he was struck by chopsticks. Hands jumped up.

"I want to change the venue!" Yan Xiu, naked and wrapped in a bath towel, announced in Jiang Ting's eyes that he couldn't bear to look directly, "Let’s not go to the island anymore. I have to report again, apply for a visa, refund the deposit, and celebrate the wedding. , To change to a city that will be sunny and sunny for 20 years around the world to host my grand wedding!"

Jiang Ting asked: "...You are taking me to Africa to get married, right?"

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Yan Xiu, a man who has all the lucky points in his life, he is the only heir to the richest man in S province (former), and he was born with a one-hundred-carat large diamond spoon-with practical actions It proves that being rich means being able to do whatever you want.

Although Yan father and Yan mother have already bought swimsuits for middle-aged and elderly couples, Lu Bureau has already prepared a report with the Ministry of Public Security to apply for a visa to go abroad. Wei Deputy Bureau has even packed all the fishing gears and stuffed them into the suitcase. ; Before there is a 60% chance of rain (showers), everyone must make way for Yan Xiu, who has severe premarital anxiety.

"Don’t be too hot or too cold. The sun must be plentiful, the air must be fresh, and the sky must be blue and blue to take pictures to be photogenic. There must be famous tourist attractions around the city for everyone to visit; the local economy must be developed and the folk customs must be simple At the same time, we must be very civilized. We should not be seen as monkeys, otherwise the Jiang team will be so thin-skinned and will become angry, and he will divorce me coquettishly in anger. I don’t have any other requirements. I am a very casual person. The wedding The second salad on the menu is the sour or sweet dipping sauce. I will tell you after I have tasted it carefully. Team Jiang is too squeamish. Too sour or too sweet is not good for him."

Jiang stopped on the sofa, numb to the black pots on top of his head, and devoted himself to reading Lu Ju’s latest book-"Steps for Extracting Human Blood from Mosquitoes for STR Testing and Essentials for Obtaining Evidence" (signed Version).

The secretary of the group swallowed for the sake of her job: "Good young boss, is there anything else that needs attention?"

"I'm really nothing, I'm very casual." Yan Xiu said seriously, "Oh yes, the city where the wedding is held must be safe. The detection rate of homicide cases must reach 95% or more in the past 20 years, otherwise Team Jiang Will commit an occupational disease, and may sneak out from the wedding scene to help the local police read the files."

The secretary secretly looked at Jiang Ting. From her eyes mixed with questions, inquiries, and regrets, Jiang Ting knew that her mental activity should be: This person is young and has no brain problems, right?

"Yes, it's me." Jiang Ting turned the book over a page and said with a blank expression: "It is said that I once asked the wedding gate to hang two bunches of red peppers, to show that I will be affected by the pepper room in the future. Pet."

Yan Xi patted his thigh--Jiang Ting's thigh: "Yes, add this one!"

"..." The secretary closed a large piece of Shaodong's wedding instructions, and said seriously: "Mr. Yan, I have a suggestion that I don't know if it is inappropriate."

"Speak."

The secretary asked sincerely: "Are you really not thinking about bringing the wedding to South Africa?"