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Uncle Zheng Shun, is he just forty years old this year?

He became the sub-director of the super city at the age of forty. This is obviously synonymous with a promising future! So even if he was a little dizzy after drinking a little wine, Sun Peng's expression still seemed quite exaggerated.

"Haha, just a sub-director... ahem!"

Just trying to pretend to be forced, but found that the face of the old man next to him was as dark as ink, Zheng Shun hurriedly smiled and said, "Of course, this is mainly due to the good guidance of the old man, plus a little luck and strength, which made me promote. In my current position..."

"what……"

Before Zheng Shun finished speaking, Sun Peng was already pouting.

The face of the old man next to him became darker, and it was obvious that Zheng Shun's flattery was all slapped on the horse's hoof, which also made Sun Peng more and more overjoyed.

This flattery is unqualified!

However, with regard to Zheng Shun’s high promotion to the sub-director, Sun Peng was indeed very happy besides being surprised. He knew that the old Zheng family had a deep background in the police system, but being able to rise to the level of a sub-director could not only be pushed up by the background, the older brother must still be really capable.

and……

If you are a director at the age of forty, how about fifty?

"Tsk tsk, there is hope!"

Looking at the elder brother who was shivering under the anger of the old man, Sun Peng's dizzy head couldn't help but think about it: "Maybe in a few years or more than ten years, Zheng Shun can really realize their old Zheng family for hundreds of years. The long-cherished wish to become the top policeman in this capital..."

...

At nine o'clock in the evening on the New Year's Eve, "Han Bo and Lingshi" has been filmed.

But there are few, and the data is terrible.

After all, the New Year’s Eve dinner is not at home on the New Year’s Eve. Very few people go to the cinema to watch the film, and even many cinemas are not open. So when the box office opened at night, Sun Peng didn't even think about paying attention. He steadily accompanies the old man and his uncle to drink and chat, and then he was sent to bed by Zheng Jia at ten o'clock.

This sleep, when I woke up, it was already ten thirty in the morning.

"Uh……"

When brushing his teeth and washing his face, Sun Peng could still smell the smell of alcohol on his body, his head was dizzy, and the feeling of dry throat was uncomfortably tight.

"So you should drink less wine!"

After wiping his face, he looked at his faintly pale face in the mirror, and Sun Peng rubbed it vigorously before walking out of the bathroom.

In the living room outside, several people have already been seated at this moment.

"Dad, daddy, big slacker!"

Sun Wenyao, who woke up early in the morning, saw Sun Peng who was swaying out, and directly started the taunt mode by scratching his face with a small hand.

Looking at the girl, Sun Peng sneered: "Haha, it seems that Dad hasn't shaved yet..."

"Ah...Mom, help! The beard is coming!"

The little girl shivered from being frightened by her father and threw herself directly into Zheng Jia's arms. She is not afraid of her age, she is afraid of Sun Peng's stubble and short beard, and it hurts and itchy when standing on her face, so scary!

"Hahahaha..."

Seeing the girl hiding in her mother's arms with a frightened look, Sun Peng laughed happily, glaring at both his wife and mother-in-law.

After laughing, he picked up a glass of warm water that Zheng Jiazao had prepared for him and drank it in one go.

Because of getting up too late, Sun Peng perfectly missed the breakfast on New Year's Day, and it was to wash and tease his daughter. It was almost noon, so breakfast and lunch were simply combined.

When the old Zheng's dining table was full, Sun Peng looked left and right and asked curiously: "Huh? Where's our brother? You haven't gotten up yet, right?"

"He, went to work."

Zheng Jia, who was busy bringing a small scarf to her daughter, glanced at him and said casually: "Last night, there was no duty, but today is the first day of the new year. He, the newly appointed sub-director, is going back to sit in town... Leave him alone, I Dad almost never stayed at home before the New Year."

"……Ok."

His eyelids twitched, and Sun Peng cried out in his heart that he was very dangerous.

Fortunately, although my wife is a policeman, she works in the Public Relations Department, and her work and rest hours are basically the same as ordinary people. If you were to be a criminal policeman or a high-level man like your eldest brother, wouldn't you have to get busier the more holidays?

As everyone talks, the table is full.

"Hey, wait a minute!"

Just as the mother-in-law was about to greet everyone for a meal, Sun Peng suddenly remembered something and quickly said, "Everyone, wait a minute, I'll take a picture!"

"Taking this table dish? What are you doing again?"

Seeing Sun Peng busy taking out his mobile phone, Zheng Jia asked with a look of surprise.

While busy looking for a camera angle, Sun Peng casually replied, "What else can I do with this photo? Of course it's Weibo."

After hearing this answer, Zheng Jia became more and more strange: "Weibo? When did you become so interested in Weibo? Aren’t the second sisters and Chang sisters usually help you take care of it? How to have a meal Is it going to be sent to Weibo?"

Regarding Sun Peng's operation, Zheng Jia said that he did not understand.

Prc-Lao Bai has a large number of Weibo fans, so naturally it is impossible to ignore it, but under normal circumstances, it is Liu Chang and Sun Ya who control Sun Peng's Weibo account. And most of Sun Peng's own Weibo messages are also out of interest, or when a new book or movie is released, he will post one or two. It's definitely not Sun Peng's style to take a photo when you have a meal or post a Weibo!

"Crack!"

After finally choosing an angle, Sun Peng pressed the camera button on his phone and replied with a smile: "Isn't this the first day of "Han Bo and the Chamber of Secrets"? I post a Weibo here to help the movie attract a wave attention."

After speaking, Sun Peng uploaded the photo to Weibo with a sentence: "The New Year's Day is booming, I wish the box office of "Han Bo and the Chamber of Secrets" will also be booming!"

That's it!

After writing this sentence, he breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up and saw Zheng Jia's strange eyes and expressions. Sun Peng blinked and asked, "Why are you looking at me like this? Didn't you wash your face just now?"

"No, it's just a bit strange."

Shaking his head, Zheng Jia said with a smile: "You seem to be particularly concerned about the box office of "Han Bo and the Chamber of Secrets"... It seems that compared to the Little Mage, you really pay more attention to the Little Witcher series, and even eat it. Don’t you forget to help publicize?"

"Hehe, it's a Huaxia movie after all."

With a faint smile, Sun Peng gave a sincere answer, because he really hopes that the little wizard can surpass the little wizard as soon as possible and create a miracle in Chinese movies.

Although the beginning of this miracle was to wipe out the light of the little magician, success is success. If it can be achieved, it will undoubtedly be a huge victory.

and so……

With a slight smile, Sun Peng clicked the publish button.

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