While Zhang Xiaobei was puzzled, Jiang Changhai stepped out of the car with his entourage.
"Xiaobei, how's everything? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine. Why are you here, Brother Jiang?" Zhang Xiaobei asked, glancing at the few people standing behind Jiang Changhai who were dressed in uniform and looked serious.
Especially the middle-aged police officer standing by Jiang Changhai's side, who had a particularly unpleasant look on his face, and from time to time, his eyes wandered towards the office building of the town police station, as if he were looking for something.
"It's nothing serious. We're here on Deputy County Chief Li's orders to handle some matters."
Seeing that Jiang Changhai had official business, Zhang Xiaobei didn't want to disturb him further, "If that's the case, Brother Jiang, I won't keep you. Let's get together when we have time."
