In the early morning, everything was quiet.

The reception desk of the Qingshan Municipal Bureau was overcrowded when it was supposed to be sleeping peacefully.

Five beautiful women lined up in the lounge chair at the reception desk, all with dark faces.

Zhang Bureau kept raising his hand and wiping his forehead with cold sweat, shouting at his subordinates angrily and scolding: "A group of useless things, after going out, let alone the soldiers I brought out. Two days ago, you can't find anybody. Now everybody appears by themselves. Why can't you find anybody? What are you doing in a foolish way? Don't get in touch with the provincial hall...