Chapter 157: Chapter157

Jiang Zhan thought that the "tailoring suit" in Yan's mother's mouth meant that the tailor came to take measurements. It wasn't 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 Miracle Stop and Stop Around Jianning.
"Black is not good, black is thin, daughter-in-law is already too thin. But you can make one, wait for the unit to report on the day, and set a specific color for the wedding. How about ash blue?"
A team of police cars roared on the highway. Ma Xianggao Panqing was handcuffed to the suspect in the back row. He was wearing a bullet-proof vest with a live ammunition. He was sitting on the copilot with police boots and his ears. The command center Bluetooth headset, the other ear holding a personal mobile phone, holding a bespoke-like booklet in her hand, Ms. Zeng Cuicui's unbelievable voice even overwhelmed the siren.
"No, which bride is wearing blue," Yan Zheng said dissatisfied: "How beautiful is white dress, why not make it white?"
"Stop refusing to wear white! You need to know how to respect your partner's opinion! Hey, look at this brown, it looks good too, Duo Yinglun, make a winter outfit!"
"Old-fashioned!" Yan sniffled. "I don't care, he just wants to wear white!"
Mother Yan asked coldly, "Well, you stop talking?"
Yan Li immediately closed his mouth, humming and pretending that he didn't hear anything.
"You little sand sculpture, don't be so stubborn. Even if the Jiang team wears white people, they will not mistake him for a wedding dress. Who made two more stars on your shoulders than you?" Yan mother gloated: "Oh my mother Fortunately, this is because the wedding guests are invited less. If you invite more outsiders, you may not know how many people are thinking that your kid has been hidden ... "
"Where does your son look like he can be submerged!" Yan Yan cried and laughed: "No, I just need a white dress at my wedding. Not to mention the escort, it's hung up!"
"You can't be submerged by the rules. If you stop working, you may not know who you are ..."
Yan Yan hung up the phone, and Ms. Zeng Cuicui's flutter stopped.
"..." The suspect with a golden chain arm and a scar on the back seat couldn't hide his grief, saying that as soon as he was caught, he hadn't had time to fight with the slivers and fight wisely. Eighteen years after the tragic and weeping, he was a good man. He was caught off guard for a long time before the wedding arrangement, and the sliver head didn't even look at him with a straight eye, but he was just thinking about what color to wear!
"... Hey, I said," The older brother endured and couldn't help it, finally turned around and rushed forward to look forward to the sentence: "Lao Tzu is a fierce horn on the national wanted list, and your captain is too disrespectful. Me, right ?! "
Gao Panqing looked at Yan Que's face in the front row, and stepped on him in a hurry: "Shut up!"
"Xing Xing Xing, there must be a white one at the wedding." Jiang stopped behind the large desk of Vice Bureau Wei, with his long legs crossed, while coping absently, he quickly drew on the map with a pen. After a red circle, I pushed the map to Huang Xing, who was listening with his ears on his side, and whispered, "Simultaneously test the serum chlorine penetration at the edges of all manhole covers for three kilometers." Simultaneously, he said to the mobile phone: "Listen, listen, all Listen to you, you are a top door householder, you are the head of the family ... I wo n’t go home for dinner at night. Do n’t forget to take your clothes out of the washing machine and send them to the dryer. Did you hear me?

Huang Xing shoved the map to Ma Xiang, who listened with his ears behind him. He only heard the dissatisfaction of the head of the family when he heard the phone call: "Why did Wei Bureau let you do white work again, then look at your weakness and helplessness, see you. Bullying, right? "
Huang Xing: "噗 "
Wei Wo, who was nourishing and nourishing and smoking in the swivel chair, jumped up immediately. He was as flexible as a carp, and his sleeves would be cursed: "I'll soften your sister ..."
Jiang Zeng quickly interrupted: "Okay, you can eat yourself, the meeting is hung up." Said before the Deputy Bureau Wei roared out and hung up the phone first.
"Weak and helpless" Jiang Zeng coughed, calmly in the stare of Deputy Bureau Wei, and asked: "What else can I help? Hurry up, don't have to pay, let me go home after ten in the evening Just fine. "
There was silence all around.
The vice bureau of Wei was full of grievances, and Huang Xing and Ma Xiang's eyes flashed with the people's desire for gossip.
"..." Jiang Zhan looked around. "Why?"
The people stared at it.
"Don't do this." Jiang Zhan finally couldn't stand the weird silence, and he said, "Fortunately, your mouth won't be like Yan Yan ... What, I'm purely to protect my own physical and mental health. . "
Everyone suddenly realized that they understood something instantly.
Deputy Wei Bureau thought: "It must be Yan Yan's bad temper that follows me, and the two of them quarrel when they go home. Hey! I would say that the two men are not in harmony, see what I said!"
Huang Xing thought about it: "I did not expect Yan Ye to check the post as much as my wife? Sure enough, the stricter and more rebellious I was, my wife's hair was noisy with my wife, and somebody finally understood me!"
Only senior lover in the harem, Ma Xiang, showed a pure smile. He said that it seems that Brother Yan was very fierce. The Jiang team couldn't stand it, so they would rather stay in the office to work overtime. Hey Brother Yan, you are indeed an example for our male compatriots ...
Jiang Zhan opened the second file and began to read the site investigation notes carefully, and at the same time he felt relieved. As long as I can go home after 10 o'clock, and it's almost time to go to bed after washing, I don't need to listen to Yan Yan, a pre-marital severe anxiety patient, and continue to make indiscriminate large-scale mental attacks while eating: "Hey, Jiang, you Are you here? Are you listening to Jiangzhan? The flowers at the wedding are pink or red? Is pink white very warm? But is n’t red is more auspicious? Are you listening? Pink white or big red? Isn't red big auspicious? But pink white is also very warm? Jiangzhan, do you want us to toss a coin? Are you at Jiangzhan? Are you at Jiangzhan? ... "
"Use powder white," Ms. Zeng Cuicui said firmly. "Don't listen to my son. When he was thirteen, he made himself a prop sword like a golden saint, and he had to use bright purple, red, and green. Wrap the sword body, saying that this is the coolest and most beautiful. Last year, his cousin's eighteenth birthday, he customized a rhododendron red with tan crepe bubble skirt for the little girl as an adult gift, the cousin has not forgiven him until now. I My son ’s aesthetics have been a mystery since he was a child, and you will be led by him.

Jiang Zang said, "I understand. I listen to you. I have no other opinions."
Ms. Zeng Cuicui was so happy that she hung up.
Yan Yan's pre-marital anxiety is so serious that he is usually sentenced to two people. He is simply paying attention to every detail of his wedding with a big case. One morning before going to work, Jiang Zhan was on a rare occasional egg toast, and suddenly saw Yan Maogang rushing out of the bathroom with only a towel around his entire body, and his iron-like hands grabbed him by the shoulder: "Jiang Zhan "
Jiang Zhan immediately pushed him back with both hands: "No, I can't take it anymore! Go away!"
"Ah, Team Jiang, what are you thinking in your head during the day? Let's have a good chat tonight." Yan opened a statistical chart, and said positively, "Look at this."
On A4 blank paper was written with dense data and statistical graphs. Jiang Zhan only glanced briefly, then narrowed his eyes vigilantly and stared down: "... you stay away from me."
Yan Zheng didn't move a part of him a little further, holding the statistics chart and saying, "You don't know what it is?"
Jiang Zang stared at the bath towel tent: "No, I am familiar with it."
"This is a statistical table of the weather, humidity, temperature, wind speed and other data of the island where we held the wedding every early August for the past two decades. It shows that there have been showers for ten years, two years of heavy rain and one year. Tsunami alert!
If Yan Yan is a big wolf dog, his neck hair is now fully blown and erected:
If we had a wedding on this island as planned, what is the chance of rain on the day ?! "
Jiang Zhan: "..."
"Sixty percent!" Yan Zheng said sadly, "the only wedding in his life, there is a sixty percent chance of rain!"
Jiang Zhanfu sighed, "We'll hide indoors when it rains."
"No-it's OK!" Yan Yan said firmly. "This is one of the most important moments in my life. I must not allow the slightest flaw to appear, even the sole of the old fox in Lu Bureau with a little mud!"
At the same time, Lu Ju's family was holding his belly and stealing braised pork. Lu Su suddenly had an itchy nose and sneezed fiercely. His wife, who was looking back, grabbed him on the spot, and a chopstick made him jump with his hands in his hands. stand up.
"I want to change the venue!" Yan Yan barely wrapped his towel around, and announced in Jiang Zhan's eyes that he couldn't bear to look directly, "Let's not go to that island anymore. I want to report again, apply for a visa, refund the deposit, and engage in weddings. Within the scope, I will change to a city that has been sunny and sunny for 20 years to host my grand wedding! "
Jiang Zang asked, "... are you taking me to Africa to get married?"
Yan Yan, a man who has all his lucky values ​​in his lifetime, is the sole heir of the richest man in the province (former), with a hundred-carat diamond spoon born in heaven. He has proved with actual actions Money is what you can do.
Although Yan's father and mother have already bought middle-aged and elderly couples' swimwear, Lu Bureau has already made a report with the Ministry of Public Security on the application for a visa for going abroad. The Wei Bureau has even packed all the fishing equipment in the suitcase; Before 60% of the chances of a rain shower, everyone must make way for the severity of severe premarital anxiety.
"Don't be too hot, not too cold, the sun should be sufficient, the air must be fresh, and the sky must be photographed with wavy blue sky. The surrounding areas of the city must have famous tourist attractions for everyone to visit; the local economy must be developed, the folk customs must be simple, and It must be very civilized, and we ca n’t look at us as monkeys, otherwise Jiang ’s face is so thin that he will become embarrassed and angry. When he is angry, he will divorce me coquettishly. Others I have no requirements. I am very casual. The dipping sauce for the two salads is the one that is more acidic or sweeter. I ’ll try it carefully before I tell you. The Jiang team is too pampered, too sour or sweet is not good for him. "
Jiang stopped on the sofa, expressed numbness to the black pots on top of his head, and devoted himself to reading Lu Bureau's latest book, "Steps and Evidence of Extracting Human Blood from a Mosquito for Str Detection" (Signed Edition).
The secretary of the group swallowed for the sake of her rice bowl: "Good young owner, is there anything else that needs attention?"
"I'm really nothing, I'm very casual." Yan Yan said seriously, "Oh yes, the security of the city where the wedding ceremony must be good, the crime detection rate must be above 95% in the past 20 years, otherwise the Jiang team will commit occupational diseases , May sneak out from the wedding scene to help the local police look at the files. "
Miss Secretary stole Lujiang stop. From her mixed question, inquiry and regret, Jiangzhan knew that her psychological activity should be: this person is young and has no problem in her brain?
"That's right, it's me." Jiang Zhan turned the book over a page, expressing expressionlessly: "It is said that I once asked two red peppers to be hung at the door of the wedding to show that I would be the favorite of the pepper house in the future."
Yan Zheng patted his thigh--Jiang Zhan's thigh: "Yes, add this one!"
"..." Ms. Secretary closed up and wrote down a lot of Shaodong wedding instructions, seriously: "Mr. Yan, I have a suggestion that I don't know if I should speak properly."
"Speak."
The secretary sincerely asked, "Are you really not thinking about hosting your wedding in South Africa?"
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