護花近衛 - 第296章 晚上有約 - 翰墨軒

Hearing the owner's words, Qiu Lingshan could not be bothered to explain further; she simply told him to come straight to the city police station and accompany Wei Zhao to the vehicle registration office to complete the transfer. So long as the car was not stolen, Qiu Lingshan could not care less where Wei Zhao had gotten it.

"All right, your business is settled. How about you fill in the statement?" Qiu Lingshan took out her statement notebook and prepared to take down Wei Zhao's account.

"Skip the statement. Just make one up yourself. The credit is all yours anyway; I don't want a bit of it," Wei Zhao said.

"No." Qiu Lingshan refused flatly. This time Wei Zhao had finished off Huang Guanya in full view of everyone. How could the credit possibly go to her? What would people say?

"Let me make a phone call first." Wei Zhao could not be bothered with her. He dialed Yang Huaijun's number directly, said a few words, then handed the phone to Qiu Lingshan. "Listen."

Qiu Lingshan took the phone and heard Yang Huaijun's voice. Though she was somewhat reluctant about his order, she still meekly agreed. "Understood, Chief Yang!"

With a furrowed brow, Qiu Lingshan returned the phone to Wei Zhao. What on earth was this fellow's relationship with Yang Huaijun? The ever-impartial Yang Huaijun, once tangled up with Wei Zhao, had seen his image in Qiu Lingshan's mind come crashing down.

"All right, you can go." Qiu Lingshan spoke bluntly. Since Yang Huaijun had said the credit this time would count as hers, then it would count as hers. The people on the ** Squad were all Yang Huaijun's old subordinates; once Yang Huaijun gave the word, no one would object.

"Hah, next time you pull that by-the-book attitude again, don't come looking for me." Wei Zhao was a little angry too. He had moonlighted as a secret agent without pay, and this was the attitude he got?

Qiu Lingshan shot Wei Zhao a glare and said nothing. In her heart she thought: What are you so cocky about? Think you're invincible? Just wait until next time you run into something you can't handle; then watch me mock and needle you. For now, I'll put up with it.

Wei Zhao had not been insisting that Qiu Lingshan declare anything. To him, whether she declared it or not made no difference; it hardly mattered.

Outside the police station, Wei Zhao spotted a fat, big-eared creature glancing left and right at the entrance.

"President Wang?" Wei Zhao walked over and asked.

"Yes, that's me." Wang Mingri came up to meet him, his face wreathed in smiles. "You're Captain Song's friend, right? Shall we go complete the transfer now?"

"Hah, let's go. Sorry to trouble you, President Wang." Wei Zhao nodded.

Although Wang Mingri saw that Wei Zhao was not the man who had bought the car that day, Captain Song of the ** Squad had called him, so there could be no problem with this person. Captain Song would never cheat him over a car worth ten thousand yuan, so Wang Mingri, without even asking in detail, went to the vehicle registration office and completed the transfer for Wei Zhao.

As he was leaving, he even gave Wei Zhao a business card, telling him to call directly the next time he wanted to buy a car. New or used, he had connections and could help.

Wei Zhao thanked him and pocketed the card, then prepared to drive to school.

In any case, this junk car was now Wei Zhao's private property. He could drive it to and from school every day without having to ask Gu Mengyao's permission.

Before he reached school, Wei Zhao's phone rang. He took it out and saw that it was Guan Xuewen's number.

"Grandpa Guan?" Wei Zhao answered quickly.

"Xiao Yi? What are you busy with?" Guan Xuewen's voice came over the line.

"Nothing much. I was just about to drive to school. Grandpa Guan, is something the matter?" Wei Zhao asked.