Squeak, squeak...
The sturdy tires of the Porsche firmly gripped the ground, leaving a long black mark on the road as they screeched to a halt.
The car stopped less than thirty centimeters away from Chen Jianjun.
Bang...
At that moment, the door of the Porsche closed, and a man wearing brown sunglasses said: "Is Li Jiangping here? I am Mr. Song's son, sent here on an assignment by Director Liu to serve at this police station."
"What?!" The police officers, who were just about to surround the car, immediately froze in their tracks.
"Who?" Chen Jianjun was startled and said, "You mean... Mr. Song's son?"
"Yes, that's what he said," the police officer nodded.
Chen Jianjun quickly stepped forward and said, "Welcome, Mr. Song, to our station for your training."
Rustle...
Having entered Li Jiangping's office, Li quickly brewed tea, looking embarrassed as he said, "Mr. Song, for you to take a position here, we really can't afford such honor."
