"Mind your own business, and if he's got the guts, then let him come find me."
Zhou Qing spoke with a face full of nonchalance.
Not only was he friends with Ma Youren, but he also had Chen Wen by his side.
Plus, with his role as the liaison officer for the Anzhou County governor, both the underworld and the legitimate world gave him a certain degree of face. Who wouldn't afford him that much respect?
If Li Jun really dared to trouble him, that would simply mean he was asking for it.
After Si Qingqing had left, Zhou Qing tidied up the room briefly. Once everything was in order, he sat on the sofa leisurely, lit a cigarette, and was preparing to get in touch with Wang Xu and Wu Yafei, when his cell phone rang—it was Zhou Weining's voice on the line.
"Xiao Qing, you went out again, huh? I can never catch a glimpse of you."
Zhou Qing chuckled and hurriedly said, "I'm on my way back right now."
Half an hour later, he had returned to the county party committee courtyard.
