Yang Lin coolly gave Lu Chuan the middle finger.
"You keep this up, you'll have no friends."
Zhao Tianyu curled his lip. Everyone knew the stories of this guy, even the dogs he raised could recite them.
"I think he's already friendless."
Earlier, when Wang Feng was having a meal with a few of them, he'd heard a bit about how Lu Chuan had frequently been commended over the past year or so, though the specifics were still a bit unclear.
"Old Yang, tell us in detail, what sort of commendations did he get?"
"Where do I start?"
Yang Lin glared at Wang Feng.
This guy was definitely doing it on purpose, bringing up the worst possible topic—had he forgotten how the four of us attended my ex-girlfriend's wedding, and how Lu Chuan apprehended that creep right there at the scene?
Originally, Lu Chuan was allocated to a police station, but it was because of that incident that the leadership noticed him and transferred him to the Criminal Investigation Team.
Speaking of which…
