"Thank you for your kindness, I will never let you down." Song Baojun suppressed the excitement in his heart and promised.

Zhu Cai Committee, if he can enter their core, then he will be considered a flying dragon in the sky.

Chazhou is still too small.

Du Yinqiao and Song Baojun talked about ethnic culture for a while, and then they left the villa with satisfaction with his half-brother Du Yinlang.

This time, when I came to Chazhou, I was able to confirm that the talents like Song Baojun and Zhuca Committee were in urgent need, it was considered to be a solution to the urgent need.

Otherwise, the Zhuca Committee will develop rapidly in all aspects, but cultural export has become a shortcoming, which will have a fatal impact on achieving the goal of rejuvenation of China.

Fortunately, after finding Song Baojun on this trip, I don’t have to worry about the difficulty of solving this problem.

Du Yinlang and Du Yinqiao were sitting in the car, and the bodyguards were responsible for driving. However, with Du Yinqiao's invincible war god, it doesn't matter whether there is a bodyguard or not.

"Brother, do you think if your cousin turns back to Xiangjing, where will Chairman Chen arrange for him?" Du Yinlang couldn't help but ask curiously as he looked at his elder brother.

Du Yinqiao smiled slightly, shook his head and said, "I can't guess Chairman Chen's thoughts? But I can guarantee that the national culture must be fully entrusted to him, as long as Chairman Chen can recognize his words."

"That's great. Brother, you all agree with him. I believe Chairman Chen will not be disappointed." Du Yinlang immediately laughed and felt very comfortable.

Song Baojun had a very close relationship with him, and it can even be said that he supported him. If Song Baojun could occupy a high position in the Zhuca Committee in the future and advance with him, then no one in Xiangjing would dare to underestimate the power of their brothers.

Du Yinqiao looked out the window aimlessly, and after a while, he spoke out: "Do you think my cousin is very similar to Chairman Chen?"

"It's very similar?" Du Yinlang frowned slightly and compared it, then smiled bitterly: "Some aspects are indeed very similar, but my cousin is a little more tactful in dealing with people, while Chairman Chen's methods of acting are more ironic. If my cousin can practice more, I believe that he may not be able to become a man like Chairman Chen in the future."

"I hope so."

...

After Du Yinqiao and his brothers left, Song Baojun also went back to his home directly.

In the next few days, except for busy helping with cleaning and posting couplets, Song Baojun basically sat at home to eat, drink and have fun, and almost never went out, and lived a life of a dead house.

After all, it's winter vacation and the New Year is coming soon. Song Baojun feels sorry for himself if he doesn't relax properly. In addition, the holidays in Xingang are already on, so he can't even get busy.

I stayed at home until the New Year's Eve Eve. After the New Year's Eve dinner, the whole family sat on the sofa to watch the Spring Festival Gala.

Suddenly, Song Baojun's cell phone rang.

He took out his cell phone and looked at it, and found it was a text message. After reading the text message, Song Baojun stood up, stretched his waist and looked at his parents and said, "I'll go out for a walk, my family is too boring."

"Okay, come back early." Perhaps because of the big reason, Song Shixian was in a very good mood. He waved his hand and asked Song Baojun to go out for fun.

The two sisters also looked up at Song Baojun, and stood up and wanted to go out with them.

Song Baojun rolled his eyes, pointed to the window and said, "It's still snowing outside. Aren't you two afraid of the cold?"

It has started to snow in Chazhou recently. It has been two or three days. The temperature outside is very low, and the pedestrians on the street are wearing it like rice dumplings.

After Song Baojun said this, Han Ruoyi and Song Jingtong sat back honestly and slept on the sofa and watched TV.

Song Baojun greeted his family, changed his clothes and walked out of the house with a cigarette in his mouth.

It was still snowing outside, and Song Baojun muttered a few words but was too lazy to hold an umbrella. Anyway, the snow was not too heavy, so he walked out directly facing the wind and snow.

Because it is a big reason, some shops on the street have been closed, and there are not many pedestrians on the street. However, many children are laughing and playing happily on the street. They probably got pocket money from their elders and then came out to play.

There was a group of people gathered together to set off fireworks in the distance, which looked like several couples. The man placed the fireworks, the woman was responsible for lighting them, then quickly retreated and covered her ears, watching the fireworks turn into a stream of light and fly into the darkness and explode.

Song Baojun looked up at the brilliant fireworks blooming in the dark night sky, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I don't know what A Chun and Ximei are doing now." Song Baojun said to himself, thinking of them a little in his heart.

Just as Song Baojun was walking while looking up at the fireworks, a young man with a baseball cap rushed directly to Song Baojun on a skateboard. The skateboard under his feet was too fast, and the young man seemed not to be able to play very much, so he could only shout in panic: "Do away."

When he shouted to dodge, the distance between him and Song Baojun was less than two meters away. Song Baojun frowned and had not had time to retreat, but the other party directly hit him.

"Oh." The two of them cried in pain at the same time. Song Baojun took two steps back and almost fell to the ground. The young man fell a dog to eat shit and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

Song Baojun rubbed his arm that was hit and hurt, then walked to the other side and asked, "Hey, is it okay?"

"Help me up, I seem to have a broken bone." The young man moaned in pain and asked Song Baojun to help him up.

Song Baojun did not expect that this boy was so fragile. He hurriedly walked over and wanted the other party to help him up. As soon as he walked over, the young man lying on the ground suddenly changed his face. He held a small white bottle in his backhand and pressed the spray head on Song Baojun.

A pungent smell erupted from the nozzle. It was too late for Song Baojun to avoid it. In less than two seconds, he felt a sense of weakness in his body and fell directly to the ground.

The eyes of the young man lying on the ground instantly became cold. He stood up and made a gesture to the distance, and a white van drove towards his position.

His young man carried Song Baojun and ran towards the van.

At the same time, a roar came from the other end of the street: "Let go sir."

The moment the sound came, the huge figure rushed over at a speed as fast as the wind. It was Ling Anqi, who was responsible for secretly protecting Song Baojun.

Her face was furious, and she had obviously been manipulated by the destructive personality.

The young man carrying Song Baojun felt a huge pressure when he saw Ling Anqi rushing over, as if he was being targeted by a giant bear. He carried Song Baojun and accelerated towards the van, trying to escape with Song Baojun before the woman rushed over.

This was a task he received. The other party gave him a deposit of 50,000 yuan. As long as he could bring Song Baojun into the car, he would give him another 100,000 yuan after the matter was completed.

The white van stopped by his brakes and opened the door and let him get in.

The moment he jumped into the car, Ling Anqi had already rushed to the side of the car, reached out and grabbed the young man's calves and dragged him off the car.

The young man was shocked. When he was dragged out by Ling Anqi, he threw Song Baojun, who was resisting on his shoulder, into the car, and then he was dragged outside the car by Ling Anqi.

In addition to the driver, there were two men in casual clothes in the car.

The two of them had strong muscles and sharp eyes. When the young man was dragged out, they looked at each other and jumped out of the car at the same time, attacking Ling Anqi, one left and one right respectively.

The man on the left hand was like an eagle's claw, and he grabbed Ling Anqi's throat in an extremely sinister way.

His companion jumped up, his body rotated half a circle in the air, and his elbow hit Ling Anqi's temple.

The parts of the two attacked were the most vulnerable parts of the human body. With their strength, if an ordinary person succeeded by them, he would be seriously injured on the spot even if he did not die.

Unfortunately, Ling Anqi is not an ordinary person. With the possession of Destruction Personality, she has the strength of a Level 6 elite. This is when Destruction Personality failed to fully display her strength.

Even philosophical personality has been evaluated. If Ling Anqi's body can exert all the strength of destroying personality, it will no longer be the existence of the sixth level elite, but the seventh level elite.

Before the two of them could touch Ling Anqi, Ling Anqi directly grabbed both of their hands and pinched them hard.

"Click."

The two of them heard the sound of their bones. After several seconds, they felt an indescribable pain coming from their arms, making them, like the third-level elites, unable to help but scream out, shouting Japanese in their mouths, and they didn't know what they were saying.

Ling Anqi couldn't understand and had no intention of listening. When she was fighting back against the two, the van had already rushed out several meters away. She obviously planned to treat the two as abandoned children, with the purpose of taking Song Baojun away.

She was extremely angry and grabbed the two Japanese samurai in her hand as weapons, and smashed them hard with her backhand.

The two people who were smashed out were like two missiles, hitting the rear of the van, which made the whole car slam. The driver in the car was frightened and stepped on the accelerator desperately. The car turned into a wild horse and ran away.

"Please, don't kill me, I was forced by them." The young man lying at Ling Anqi's feet was also frightened by Ling Anqi's violent means. He sat on the ground and did not dare to get up, begging.

Ling Anqi glanced at him and kicked him directly on the head. Suddenly, the young man flew backwards and directly knocked a street light on the side of the road, causing the young man's cervical vertebrae to break.

The distance between the van was getting farther and farther, and Ling Anqi knew that it would be unrealistic to catch up with her feet. She glanced around and rushed to a taxi, opened the door and dragged the driver down from the car. She didn't bother to explain, so she rushed out on the accelerator.

"Bandit, someone robbed my car." When the taxi driver came to his senses, his taxi was gone, and he could only sit on the ground and shout in despair.

When it comes to such an emergency, Ling Anqi will definitely not care about him so much. In addition, the person who controls his body is destruction. How can the destruction of personality care about these details? She will only think about killing all those who want to deal with the gentleman.

She increased the speed of the taxi to the limit and soon she would chase the van.

The driver of the van is not bad at driving skills. Seeing that Ling Anqi was about to catch up, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes. He gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator directly. The speed of the car suddenly accelerated a lot, and he barely distanced from the taxi for about 30 meters.
Chapter completed!