"Damn it! Master, if it doesn't work, let me handle it!"
Qian Zhijie painfully extended his arm resting on his knee and waved his hand, "I can do it."
Zhao Wenping broke out in a sweat.
He has been working for many years, always partnering with Qian Zhijie. Old Qian is someone who dares to take on tasks with great dedication.
Moreover, in the office, although Old Qian seems nonchalant, he actually has a very good heart, always taking care of the auxiliary police officers like them.
One New Year's Eve, there was a sudden cold snap, and it even snowed.
The office handed out thick mountaineering clothes to everyone, but when Zhao Wenping went to collect his, he was told only the formal employees would get them.
He didn't say anything, since this wasn't the first time, and sometimes the leaders were completely unaware of such situations.
