Chapter 900: Chapter 900

"You're sending a gang member to the Ministry of Public Security to deliver food?"

Guo Koutangzi wondered if his brain had gone bad.

What's the difference between this and throwing a male Succubus into a Silver Child's nest?

"Don't worry, he's my acquaintance, a homebody who's not interested in catching you hooligans. His father is a Travel Mage, and if he likes the food you make, it will greatly benefit the revival of the Jiwei Group."

Liu Zhengan comforted.

"What do you mean hooligans, we're at most a food-making enthusiast group with street culture characteristics."

Guo Koutangzi retorted.

"Eh? Who taught you that line?"

He expressed surprise.

"Can't I think of it myself?"

"Impossible, your brain full of broth couldn't come up with such high-level words."

Liu Zheng didn't believe it at all.

"Hmph, Garlic came up with it, he said he got the inspiration from you."

Guo Koutangzi smirked.

"Not bad, not bad, the young guy has potential. I think he'd make a better leader than you."

If anyone else said this, it wouldn't be acceptable, but the four-member condiment group always wanted Liu Zheng to marry Guo Koutangzi and become the leader, so his words were pure banter.

"I've already said the Jiwei Group is a food-making enthusiast club, so naturally, position is decided by culinary skills. Someone like you isn't even qualified to be a novice (newcomer)."

Guo Koutangzi countered satirically.

"That's a bit too much to say, huh? I make a mean instant noodle."

"Hah. Anything else? If not, I'm going to work."

Guo Koutangzi was too lazy to bicker with an outsider like him.

"I've got a good piece of seaweed, you'd better send someone to Rose Street to pick it up."

Guo Koutangzi hung up the phone, and Liu Zheng had already driven to the street corner of Rose Street.

Squadrons of fly people patrolled the ground and sky, with water trucks shuttling back and forth, looking like a major crime scene.

Well, it really was a major crime scene.

After all, as a public property, daring to challenge City Hall's danger, it's been just about French Plane Tree in the last decade.

Seeing him approaching, the fly people immediately surrounded him.

Even though he had greeted the fly people several times before, he still couldn't recognize if these were the ones from before.

Fortunately, the fly people recognized him.

The leading fly man stopped the other fly people and flew in front of Liu Zheng.

He carefully discerned, it wasn't the earlier clever fly head.

"I want to go in and take a look, is that okay?"

So he gave up on pleasantries and got straight to the point.

The fly man shook his head vigorously.

"What about the French Plane Tree? Is it still there?"

The fly man nodded forcefully.

"What measures did you take on it? Is it injured?"

This time the fly man didn't buzz, just stared at him blankly.

Well, Liu Zheng knew he wouldn't be able to get anything out.

So he called Black Skull again.

"Brother, got any solutions?"

Black Skull first asked.

"Yes. I asked someone to find a contact in the Ministry of Finance, a deputy director, don't know if it's reliable."

Black Skull was shocked.

"You found a contact at the Ministry of Finance, it's definitely reliable. Our department's application to renovate the office building has been sent back multiple times by the Ministry of Finance, if they're willing to relent, not only a tree could be spared, even relocating that tree to your doorstep would be doable."

"I usually reside at the restaurant."

"Ahem, then consider I didn't say anything."

Black Skull said awkwardly.

Within the three-guarantees range of Bloody Restaurant's doorstep, unless the restaurant itself requests, no department can exercise its functions.

"Nigga, I want to go in and have a look."

"You found someone, why still want to go in?"

Black Skull questioned.

"I'm still not at ease unless I see for myself."

"Then what if things don't get resolved, do you plan on breaking someone out of jail?"

Black Skull is an old hand at this, and quickly pinpointed the issue.

"I'm not hiding anything from you, Nigga. If I went inside by myself, I'd definitely break out. But if it was you who helped me get in, I wouldn't want to make things difficult for you."

"Hmm... I believe you. Alright, guess I still need your help with something, sigh."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Zheng waited in place for a while, then Black Skull drove his pickup over.

"You rascal, we've just met a few days ago, and look at all the trouble you've stirred up for me."

As soon as he got out of the car, Black Skull complained.

"Thanks for your hard work, Nigga. Long live Nigga! I truly admire you, Nigga."

He bowed and saluted with a grin.

"Alright, alright, anyone who doesn't know might think I did something to you. Let's go, my lively father."

Black Skull said irritably.

"Please don't call me that, that'll mix up the generations."

While following him, Liu Zheng replied.

"Then what should I call you? My fine son?"

Black Skull chuckled strangely.

"That's not impossible. As they say, a son-in-law is like half a son."

He said with a mischievous grin.

Black Skull has two daughters, which put together makes a perfect son.

"You damn bastard, you looking for a beating, huh!"

Black Skull burst into rage instantly.

The two bickered and bantered all the way into Rose Street, where those buzzing flies and sprinklers seemed to have a tacit understanding, all ignoring Liu Zheng.

But for such an important scene, there definitely wouldn't be only temps on guard. Soon, they were stopped by a uniformed Sheep.

Yes, a four-legged sheep, not a person with a sheep's head.

"Lao Hei, why did you bring irrelevant people in here?" Thɪs chapter is updated by novel※fire.net

The Sheep asked, looking Liu Zheng up and down.

"What do you mean irrelevant? This is my little brother. Ah Zheng, say hello to Brother Bai."

Black Skull gave Liu Zheng a pat.

"Greetings, Brother Bai!"

Liu Zheng called out loudly.

"Full of Spirit. A string of Black Mountain Goat Cubs, huh? Tsk tsk, really rare."

The Sheep clicked his tongue as he looked at Liu Zheng's hooves.

"Yeah, technically, Brother Bai, you and I are practically relatives."

Liu Zheng remarked, hitting it off.

"No, no, Black Mountain Goat Cub is just a name; it has nothing to do with us sheep."

The Sheep declined his forced kinship.

"You know me, I know him, doesn't that make us related? Alright, alright, stop messing around. I'll buy you drinks and grass later."

Black Skull intervened in the conversation between the two sheep.

"You're the one who's causing trouble. Why did you bring him to a crime scene?"

The Sheep questioned.

"Open that thing up."

Black Skull glanced around and said.

A curl of the Sheep's fleece extended and straightened, then plucked an amplifier-like device from the uniform pocket and pressed it. A small silent barrier unfolded.

"That tree is Ah Zheng's friend, and he's got a way to save it, but to be sure, he wanted to come in and check."

"That's impressive! This is a case personally overseen by Uchu; who does he know that can turn the tables?"

The Sheep looked skeptical.

"A deputy director from the Ministry of Finance."

As if the silent barrier was still not secure enough, Black Skull whispered in the Sheep's ear.

The Sheep's eyes, already large, widened further.

"Of course it's true, what kind of relationship do we have? Would I fool you?"

Black Skull patted his chest.

"Brother, it was just your Brother Bai talking too loudly earlier. If you're upset, pull a few tufts of your Brother Bai's wool, I promise I won't bleat."

The Sheep said earnestly to Liu Zheng.

Each department of City Hall holds great power, but it's divided into internal and external power.

Some departments have a lot of internal power, but almost no external power.

While some have significant external power but are just underlings internally.

The Ministry of Finance is not much externally, but internally in City Hall, it's the big boss.

Because City Hall doesn't have a specialized human resources department, most personnel powers lie with individual departments, and a small part is with the Secretariat.

This wouldn't be possible in reality unless this political entity wanted to quickly go through the historical cycle of rise and fall.

But in the Metropolis, it hardly has any negative impact.

Because the will of the Supreme Councilman overrides the entire City Hall.