Chapter 589 Gather once less

Wang Zheng drove the car, and Zhang Miaomiao looked at him attentively on the co-pilot. Zhang Miaomiao also knew that this opportunity was getting fewer and less. It was so long in his life. Once they got together, it was only one less.

In the evening, it was the rush hour after work. The road in Jinling was very congested, and the car drove very slowly, as if it were slowly moving forward. However, Zhang Miaomiao felt very happy. She couldn't wait for this road to be blocked a little more, so that she and Wang Zheng could be alone for a little longer.

"Isn't the International Special Forces Competition starting soon? Why hasn't the Chinese team started yet?" Wang Zheng remembers that Han said that the competition should have started a few days ago.

"It is said that something happened to the organizer, and the venue of this session has also been temporarily changed." Zhang Miaomiao thought for a moment and said, "I don't know the specifics."

Wang Zheng frowned: "What happened to make the host country of the International Special Forces Competition change the venue?"

Wang Zheng was also a special forces soldier. He knows better than anyone that this special forces competition, which symbolizes the world's most powerful combat power, is once every three years. It is the lifelong pride of every special forces to represent his country in such a competition. This is a grand event of the world military. Every host country has been carefully preparing for more than a year. In Wang Zheng's impression, it seems that he has never encountered anything to change the venue due to emergencies!

However, Wang Zheng thought that the team sent by Huaxia this time was a "new dragon scale" dominated by the direct power of the Su family. At the thought of this term, Wang Zheng was a little unhappy, no, very unhappy. Can this team represent China? Even if Zhang Hongqi and others can be the fighting champions of the military division, can their special combat skills really pass?

Wang Zheng shook his head. He is too lazy to think about this now and has nothing to do with him.

"I really don't know." Zhang Miaomiao is also helpless. With her source, it is rare to know that the international special forces competition has been postponed.

"You'd better ask my brother for details. Maybe he knows a little more." Thinking of this, Zhang Miaomiao suddenly smiled and said, "But he may not be willing to tell you."

"He definitely won't tell me." Wang Zheng touched his nose mockingly: "If I were him, I would definitely curse the guy named Wang Zheng every day."

When Wang Zheng first came to Nanjiang, he had a conflict with Zhang Hongqi's team on the highway. At that time, Wang Zheng relied on Tieshan and directly hit Zhang Hongqi into a serious injury. He lay in the hospital for nearly half a year before recovering. Naturally, the latter hated Wang Zheng's teeth.

"In fact, participating in such a competition has a certain mortality rate." Wang Zheng took a look at Zhang Miaomiao and still said what he said in his heart: "There are many terrains that are live-fire drills, and bullets are eyeless. If you don't pay attention, you can lose your life there. Will your father let your brother participate?"

"I know this." Zhang Miaomiao also sighed and said, "My father certainly doesn't want him to participate in such a dangerous thing, but when he notified that there was a place in the Nanjiang Police District, my brother couldn't control it and must participate. He also said that this is the honor of soldiers. If he doesn't participate, it will be a lifelong regret. My parents really can't resist him, so they have to let him go.

Wang Zheng's mouth brought out a smile: "In some ways, Zhang Hongqi is not a qualified soldier, but from other perspectives, he is excellent."

What Wang Zheng said is also true. Zhang Hongqi's mind is narrow, his public weapons are used privately, and he leads his troops to openly use guns to avenge privately. It seems that he is indeed not qualified, but if he were another rich second-generation official, I'm afraid he would not have the intention to enter the army, let alone become the whole Nanjiang police. The district's fighting champion is also dedicated to participating in the international special forces competition with a very high risk factor.

Wang Zheng believes that if Zhang Hongqi can change his must-have nature, the road to the future will be wider.

Even if the road is blocked again, there will always be a moment when it is smooth.

How Zhang Miaomiao hopes that this road can be longer and there is no end, but this is simply an extravagant hope.

The family compound of the Provincial Party Committee is already in front of us.

When the guard saw that the Audi did not have a pass, he directly reached out to stop it, but Zhang Miaomiao pressed the window and smiled, and the guard automatically let it go.

I'm joking. The little princesses in the family of the Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee are sitting in the co-driver. Who dares to stop this car?

When he arrived at the small building where Zhang Binghao lived, Wang Zheng stopped the car and took a small bag from the back seat.

"What is this?" Zhang Miaomiao asked strangely.

"When I come to your house as a guest, I have to bring some small gifts. It's not good to come empty-handed." Wang Zheng said, "This is the best red robe. I got it when I went to Fuzhou last time."

"The best big red robe?" Zhang Miaomiao was surprised and said, "Is it on the two tea trees in Jiulong? That's a tribute!"

"The tribute is a woolen thread. Every year, the new tea is sold by Zhang Yanxing himself. This item alone can earn more than 100 million yuan for the Zhang family."

"So much, what a huge profit." Zhang Miaomiao shook her head.

"How much does it cost to talk about this bag? How did you get it? Will the Zhang family be willing to give it to you? Zhang Miaomiao knows that if the tea in this small bag is really the best red robe in Kowloon, I'm afraid it will be sky-high.

"No, how can they be willing to give it? I borrowed flowers to present Buddha and came from Zhang Yanxing's office." Wang Zheng said with a smile.

Entering the living room, Wang Zheng saw Zhang Binghao sitting on the sofa, so he shouted respectfully, "Uncle Zhang."

"I haven't seen Wang Zheng for a long time." Zhang Binghao said with a smile.

"Dad, look at what Wang Zheng brought you." Zhang Miaomiao brought the small package over: "Don't you like to drink tea? This is the best red robe."

When Zhang Binghao heard this, even though he was in a high position, it was difficult to hide the shock in his eyes at this time.

"The best big red robe?" Zhang Binghao heard the words and immediately pushed the package away: "I can't take it!" This is too expensive!"

Zhang Binghao doesn't care how Wang Zheng got this excellent red robe, but he deeply knows how valuable this bag is. If he receives it, it will also be a huge stain on his official reputation.

"Dad, to tell you the truth, this was stolen by Wang Zheng." Zhang Miaomiao laughed.

"Stealed?" Zhang Binghao didn't turn around for a while and didn't understand what his daughter meant.

"It was from Zhang Yanxing's office." Wang Zheng said with a smile.