Another peaceful year has passed, with the winter's cool and auspicious snow honoring this year.
After the New Year, Luo Fei returned to the police team. His vacation was over, and he had to come back to fill in.
Zhang Wei and the others hadn't arrived yet, but Liao Xingyu and several other team leaders had. If there were any unexpected situations, they could take charge first.
"Happy New Year."
"Happy New Year, Happy New Year."
Luo Fei greeted everyone, and a few people sat in the office chatting about the New Year's Eve dinner and what they did during the holiday.
Meanwhile, in the middle of Changyan Road, a small truck was driving along.
The driver and the freight supervisor sitting in the passenger seat were chatting away.
"This year's New Year's Eve was nice; everything was normal except for not watching the Spring Festival Gala."
"You're kidding, who watches the Spring Festival Gala these days?"
"Do you watch the Spring Festival Gala?"
"Nope."
