An Invitation

Hu Wu was no longer smiling.

"What secret did you say you discovered about the God Welcoming Association?"

Lu Benwei asked, "Director Hu, do you know about the rumors circulating on the internet recently?"

"No, I rarely surf the internet," Hu Wu was stunned for a moment before he replied.

Tilting his head, Hu Wu asked his subordinate, "Have you guys been surfing the internet recently?"

The Night Watchmen of the Law Enforcement Bureau behind him shook their heads in unison, and someone protested. "Chief, you always make us work overtime. We don't even have the chance to eat. How do you have time to surf the internet?"

"Time is like water in a sponge. You just must squeeze it a little," Hu Wu rebuked.

"When we do that, you'll say that we're playing with our phones at work instead of working," the Night Watchman at the back of the car said contemptuously.

Lu Benwei's mouth twitched.