Chapter 65: Cards in Hand Zhang Dajun stuffed the two boxes of cigarettes into the drawer, smiled and stood up to pour two glasses of water: "Weidong, tell me the situation in detail." Ning Weidong took a sip of water from the cup and then told him about Wang Jingsheng's situation, but did not disclose the accident in the factory. Finally, he said, "Brother Zhang, I'll leave this matter to you. The sooner the better!" Zhang Dajun pursed his lips, not rushing to take on too much, and started to think seriously. After a moment, he groaned and said, "You mentioned this Wang Jingsheng. I do have an impression of him." Ning Weidong knew that Wang Jingsheng should have registered at the police station. It’s not surprising. It would be strange if the local police station knew nothing about someone like Wang Jingsheng. Zhang Dajun added: "But this guy is usually quite well behaved, so we are too lazy to bother with him." Ning Weidong said: "As far as I know, there are several people under Wang Jingsheng who have no jobs and are idle. How do they live..." "That's the direction." Zhang Dajun nodded, stood up and shouted at the door: "Qian Qiang, Sun Mu, come here."

Two people came in from the large office outside. One of them was the young man who was sitting at the door and talking to Ning Weidong in a bad mood just now. The leader was a man in his thirties with messy hair. He smiled and said, "Boss, what's the mission?" Zhang Dajun said: "Qiangzi, you and Xiaosun go to Anping Lane to find a Wang Jingsheng..." After a while, Zhang Dajun explained the situation. Qian Qiang was experienced. He glanced at Ning Weidong beside him and responded by taking Sun Mu out. Zhang Dajun patted Ning Weidong on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Ning, Qian Qiang is an old detective and is most familiar with the situation in our area." Ning Weidong smiled and said, "Brother Zhang, a strong general has no weak soldiers under him. I will be waiting for your good news." After finishing the work and chatting briefly, Ning Weidong suggested taking his leave and coming back in the afternoon. Zhang Dajun accompanied him outside and only went back after watching him ride away on his bike. "Red Star Factory, Ning Weidong~" When he arrived at the office, Zhang Dajun weighed the two boxes of Huazi in his hands, wondering what kind of background Ning Weidong had that made Chu Zhongxin call him specially. …… On the other side, Ning Weidong came out of the police station and was not in a hurry to return to the factory. Qian Qiang and Sun Mu went out just now. With their methods and channels, it won’t take them long to find out what they have. If it cannot be found out in a short time, it will take more than three to five days. Ning Weidong planned to come again in the afternoon. No matter what, he had to go back before get off work to hand in the work. It's not even ten o'clock yet. Even if we hurry up, it will be after three o'clock in the afternoon. Ning Weidong thought about it and came up with a place to go. Riding a bicycle, I turned a short distance from the police station and arrived at Langxia Hutong. In front of me was An Ning’s tube-shaped building. It was work time and the carport under the tube building was empty.

Ning Weidong locked his bicycle, entered the building and went up the stairs to the third floor. He was not sure whether An Ning was here or at Wang Jingsheng's house, so he just tried his luck. Last time, Ning Weidong was reluctant to get too deeply involved with An Ning. Firstly, his own foundation was too weak, and secondly, he didn't know the other party's background and was afraid of being led into a trap. Although he is a time traveler, he never thinks that people of this era are fools. But now, knowing the ambiguous relationship between Wang Jingsheng and Liu Hong'e, he finally has a card to play. It was also further confirmed that there was indeed a problem between Wang Jingsheng and An Ning. Arriving at Room 315, Ning Weidong raised his hand and knocked on the door. After waiting for a while, there was no movement inside. Ning Weidong was not in a hurry to leave. He just heard very slight footsteps from inside the door. There was someone inside, but there was no response. After waiting for a few seconds, Ning Weidong said, "It's me, Ning Weidong. If you don't open the door, I'll leave." There was still no movement from inside. Ning Weidong waited for a moment, and seeing that the door didn't move at all, he turned around and left. He came here just by chance, without any clear purpose. Since An Ning doesn’t want to see me, then forget it. Just after taking two steps, the door behind me opened with a click. An Ning leaned out half of her body and complained, "You are so straightforward. You just leave when you say so." Ning Weidong turned around and said with a half-smile: "I'm at home~ I thought no one was around, why don't you leave?" An Ning rolled her eyes and said, "Come in," then retreated. Ning Weidong followed in and closed the door behind him. The room was still the same as last time, but there was a big white cat with mandarin duck eyes on top of the radio, dozing lazily. An Ning was dressed in her usual homely attire, with a half-knitted bright red sweater lying on the coffee table in front of the sofa. Next to it was a pot of steaming black tea and a plate with a small cake sprinkled with chocolate chips. I have to say, this woman An Ning's petty bourgeois life is really damn comfortable. In this era, there are probably not many people in the whole capital who live like her. Ning Weidong glanced at the clean floor, looked at his shoes, and asked, "Do you want to change into slippers?" An Ning was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect Ning Weidong to have this awareness. He smiled and said, "I didn't realize you were so attentive. Forget it, I don't have any men's slippers." Ning Weidong raised his eyebrows, walked in and asked, "Wang Jingsheng is not coming?" "Him?" An Ning curled her lips and didn't say anything else. He then asked Ning Weidong what he was doing here today. Ning Weidong said, "Nothing, I just went to the police station to do some work, and I have to go again at three in the afternoon. I had nowhere else to go, so I thought of you."

An Ning didn't ask what he wanted to do. He picked up the sweater and said, "You can stay here, but I won't provide you with food." Ning Weidong took off his coat, sat down on the sofa next to him, picked up the cup next to the teapot, poured himself a cup, took a sip against the steam, and asked, "What's going on between you and Wang Jingsheng? Why don't you look like a normal couple?" An Ning asked back: "Why not?" Ning Weidong heard her question and knew that she was unwilling to answer, so he simply threw out the question she was concerned about and asked, "What did you want to talk about last time you came to me?" An Ning was surprised and asked, "Why? You just turned around and left last time, why did you change today?" Ning Weidong said frankly: "Last time I was unsure. In your words, I was afraid I couldn't handle it." An Ning asked, "Are you not afraid this time?" Ning Weidong said calmly, "That depends on what you want to do." An Ning's mind raced: "From the tone of your voice, did you get a promotion?" In fact, An Ning just said it casually. Ning Weidong was originally a gatekeeper. Even if he was promoted, he would only be a squad leader, which was meaningless. Unexpectedly, Ning Weidong laughed and said, "I let you guess. Yesterday, I just put forward my personnel relationship and was transferred to the factory office to work instead of doing the work. I insisted that it was a promotion." An Ning stopped knitting and was frightened by Ning Weidong's half-true and half-false words. If it were an ordinary person, she wouldn't believe it either, but the last time Ning Weidong came to see Wang Jingsheng, they learned about the Ning family's situation in detail afterwards. With Ning Weiguo's help, it is reasonable for Ning Weidong to move around, and there is no need to make a fuss. An Ning recovered and continued knitting as if nothing had happened. She sneered, "What's wrong with me if you come to the factory office to sit in the office? You are not my man." "Really?" Ning Weidong pretended to be regretful: "I thought you were looking for me for something related to our factory~" (End of this chapter)