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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Seven Xue Family Two Hundred and Five

    , but the sound on the other end of the phone was a little familiar to him. The other end of the phone was his father, and 90% of the time it was not wrong!

    Who is the fuck in front of me? Xue Xiang, does the capital have this font? Deputy Mayor, a fantasy, is there a 20-ro who is the deputy mayor in the country?

     With thousands of questions and fear, Feng Jun stepped forward and took the phone. He said "feed" to the microphone, and then quickly moved his ear away. The other end of the phone seemed to have firecrackers exploded, and it was thunderous, so Feng Jun didn't dare to take his ears toward the phone.

     Indeed, the sound on the phone was really loud, and it was far away, and everyone in the audience could hear it clearly, "Feel your mother's egg, Feng Jun, you little bastard, I hate you for not dying. When the old man comes back, you will be defeated. My mother is a fork, you puppy day, wait for you..."

    Who would have thought that the deputy political commissar in charge of political work of the army would spit out this series of national curses. The strong Ludong accent may not make people hear all the words clearly, but the various classic national curses were clearly heard.

     There are several military families who are not just a man of character. As a soldier's father, he has always been synonymous with strictness, and vertical screens are no exception.

     Previously Fengjun is afraid that his old age will be exhausted. Whenever he glares at the vertical screen, he will be so scared that he will fall into silence.

      is now better. The vertical screen has changed its appearance and started to curse on the other end of the phone.

    Feng Jun even doubted whether his old man would have swallowed him alive if he had been close to him now.

      finally hung up the phone. In these two short minutes, Feng Jun only felt that it was as long as a century.

    After answering the phone, he seemed to be sucked out of the water. At some point, his whole body was leaning against the wall and slumped on the ground.

      After a lot of effort, he struggled to get up and endured his strong sense of shame. He wanted to follow his old and Yanling on the phone to find Uncle Xue to apologize. In all ways, he sought Uncle Xue's forgiveness.

      Unexpectedly, I looked closely and saw that there was the figure of Uncle Xue in front of me.

     Instantly, he was covered in ice all over, grabbed Hu Xuefang's white wrist and shook violently, "Where is the man, Xue...Is the uncle!"

    Hu Xuefang suddenly pushed away. "I'm the one Feng, please try to move me again. If you believe it or not, I'll call you Uncle Xue immediately!"

    Hu Xuefang looked proud. Indeed, once, when she saw the Feng surname, she had to take a detour. Now, two courages who were born in the Feng surname were afraid that this grandson would not dare to swell with her.

    As a matter of fact, Hu Xuefang pushed hard. Feng Jun tried to reach out his hand again, but he never thought that he could stretch out half of it, and hung in the air again. He dared not approach Hu Xuefang anymore.

     My minds, no longer bothered Hu Xuefang, and hurriedly asked Zuo Jin where Xue Xiang had gone.

     After getting the answer, she rubbed her back and Feng Yanei fell to the ground again.

   It turned out that after he took the phone from Xue Xiang, Mr. Xue greeted the eldest sister of the Xia family and turned around.

      Indeed, it was lively here, and he was not happy to see it.

                                                   

      However, Feng Junfang fell to the ground and suddenly there was a loud noise at the door, as if many heads were gathering here.

     There was movement and the venue suddenly boiled. People gathered in various leisure areas all headed towards the door.

      Not long after, I heard the noisy greetings. Feng Jun almost didn't need to pass by, and then I knew that there were several big dandy people coming to Beijing.

      Recruitment, he wondered again, why are these people coming?

     On weekdays, these people are not the most self-respecting person and are unwilling to come to Hongxing No. 1, which is unavailable.

    What's wrong with this today? Not only did we come, but we gathered together. Could it be that there are important people here? No, if it is an important person, how could we come here? And even if there are really important people, how can we afford to welcome these people?

     In the crisis, Feng Jun was gathered by these big playboys and developed great interest.

     It turns out that in Hongxing No. 1, it was the attachment product of Shi Jianfei's troubles in Hongxing Teahouse back then.

       Because the Yangtze River pushes the old waves, new people in the world change old people, Shi Jianfei, Wu Gong, and Jiang Chaotian are gradually becoming a man to stop things, and a new generation of yamen has grown up again.

     Of course, although the old yamen faded out of the yamen circle, social engagements are still needed, but the capacity of the Red Star Teahouse is ultimately limited.

      The yamen circle continues to expand, gradually exceeding the capacity of Red Star Teahouse.

     Therefore, Hongxing Teahouse has created such a Hongxing No. 1 near the corner, which is exclusively for ordinary dandy gatherings.

     As for the Red Star Teahouse, it has taken advantage of the situation to become high-end. It is impossible to enter the family level if it is less than a certain level.

      said that he had enthroned the army, and even the Deputy Minister of the Organization Department, Jiang, had never entered.

      Moreover, when Hongxing No. 1 held the so-called National Day reception this time, the organizer also invited a large number of yamen from the Black Tea Teahouse, but he did not even wait for a few words to respond.

       Now, the big yamen from the Red Star Teahouse rushed in at this moment. What are they doing?

    As one of the organizers of this National Day cold dinner, Feng Yanei suddenly realized that this was a good opportunity to make friends with the big yamen.

      At this point, he suddenly became energetic, stood up, broke open everyone and wanted to meet him.

     Unexpectedly, a few people separated and a tall and thin young man came towards him.

     Seeing the appearance of this young man, Feng Jun suddenly became shocked and said, "The young man ignored him, and reached out and pushed him away, shouting, "Brother, why are you here? This is not the place you should come..."

      talked to himself, and the thin young man scanned it carefully again, looking surprised. While he was confused, he suddenly hit the eldest sister of the Xia family and said anxiously, "My sister Yuzhen, why are you here? My brother, he didn't come?"

      At this point, the identity of the visitor is self-evident. It is the most incompetent Yanei Xue Yuan, the Xue family.

    "Brother Xue is here, he just left!"

     The eldest sister of the Xia family said.

    "Ah, it's really a coincidence!"

    Xue Yuan was upset, with full of gratitude.

    In fact, he doesn't want to see Xue Xiang. Every time he sees this elder brother of the Xue family, he is more stressful than seeing Xue Anyuan, uncle.

      Although Xue Anyuan is so powerful, he is at most encouraged to him as a junior and does not speak harshly.

      Although Xue Xiang would not scold him sternly, Xue Yuan knew that his brother had an influence in his circle. The reason why he was able to prosper in this circle was that he easily competed with Shi Jianming, Jiang Weijun and other major yamen as an outsider, and that he was simply borrowing Xue Xiang's east wind.

     This is why he doesn't respect this brother in awe.

    At this moment, when he heard that Xue Xiang was on Red Star No. 1, he first didn't believe it, and then he remembered that Xiaowan had said that he would return to Beijing in the past few days. Xinxia was a little panicked. He had the intention to avoid it, but he was afraid that Xue Xiang would know later that he was in the Red Star Teahouse at that time.

     If you don’t go to meet, wouldn’t it be a big drama that has become an unpredictable consequence?

     So, he mustered up the courage to chase after him.

      Not only him, Shi Jianming, Jiang Weijun and others were probably thinking that they didn't want to come, but they were afraid that this brother, who was always unable to avoid dealing with him, took the verbal talk and said things, and they all came with a bit of the bullet.

     When I got to the court, I heard that my brother had left, and that was really good, it would be gone.

    "Sister Yuzhen, what are you here to do?”

    Xue Yuan asked.

      He suddenly felt something was wrong with the problem!

     Their temperament is the most clear. Let's say that, sometimes, he even thinks that his brother is already middle-aged in his forties and is so mature that he is unreasonable. His brother's official position is growing, his reputation is growing, and he has a lot of things to do every day. How could he have the leisure to come to play with this Red Number One?

     There must be a reason!

      Without waiting for Xia Yuzhen to touch, Hu Xuefang stepped forward, "You are Brother Xueyuan, my name is Hu Xuefang. My brother Hu Shengguo is my good friend. He said, we are also a family. I don't know why my brother is here, but what happened just now, I happened to be there!"

     When Hu Xuefang said this, Feng Jun was so shocked that he was so shocked.

     At present, no matter how stupid he is, he should have thought of the Uncle Xue who calls himself Xue Xiang.

     He could not imagine that he would have an intersection with this legendary character, no, conflict.

     I think he was also growing up by listening to the legend of "Justic Song Jiang". Now he actually had a fight with his idol. Who can I ask for advice?

      Suddenly, he recalled how all this happened. He didn't blame himself for his back. It happened that the peacock cake was eaten by his brother, and he persisted in looking for trouble.

      He only blamed Zhao for being too verbally verbally and insisted on pointing out his brother among the crowd.

    Fuck, if you don’t point it out, you can’t find anyone, there will be this happening, if you keep a bitch, you should die if you are a bitch.

     At this point, Feng Jun was angry and became brave, and at the moment when Hu Xuefang was telling Xue Yuan the final statement.

    Feng Yanei ran up and kicked Zhao Jie's waist, who was already stunned, and immediately kicked Zhao Tong into a rolling gourd and got out of the distance.

      Without waiting for Zhao Jie to scream, Feng Yanei punched and kicked another storm.

    Feng Yanei was addicted to fighting, but after hearing this, Xue Yuan was also annoyed, "Okay, it's so fucking. The surname Feng, you are so brave. You dare to ask my brother to accept the beating and punishment. You can dodge your body, and you have blood splashed. Don't blame the old man."

     The two yamen, Xue Yuan, had already made a big name in the yamen circle, and was fierce and powerful. He shouted and immediately flew away.

     At the moment I saw it, it was a bloody drama, and the eldest sister of the Xia family suddenly spoke out, "Brother Xue Yuan, forget it, it's all a misunderstanding. It's not a big deal, and Brother Xue didn't pursue him. You should listen to Brother Xue!" (To be continued)

    

    

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