After Miao Qiang and the other three entered the hotel lobby, the greeter came forward and said with a smile: "Master Miao, why are you here again?"
Miao Qiang smiled slightly and asked, "Why can't I come? The Yingbin Building is open for business. Isn't it okay for guests to come for dinner?"
The greeter's face turned red when he asked, and he stood there for a moment at a loss. At this time, Zhang Zihao said: "We are here to eat, and I made a reservation by phone yesterday. My surname is Zhang, and I have reserved two tables at 9888
After paying the deposit for the package, you don’t want to drive me away, do you?”
When the guest heard what he said, he suddenly understood and apologized repeatedly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were the Mr. Zhang who ordered the meal. All the guests you invited have arrived. Please follow me, three of you."
Under the guidance of the welcome guests, the three of them came to the window seat in the corner of the hall on the first floor. At this time, Zhang Jianmin was already waiting there with more than 20 people from the 79th Bureau. After seeing Miao Qiang and the others, Zhang Jianmin asked
He led everyone to stand up and said with a smile: "Brother Miao, you will spend a lot of money this time."
Miao Qiang stepped forward, shook hands with him, and said with a smile: "Director Zhang, you are too polite. After all, we have experienced life and death together. Today, it should be a little thought of the three of us.
There was a bit of a traffic jam on the road just now, which kept you all waiting for a long time. I will punish myself with three drinks in a while. Sit down, sit down, everyone, sit down and eat and chat. "
Then he said to the waiter beside him: "Let's serve the food, and bring ten more boxes of cold beer."
Also coming with Zhang Jianmin were the great monk Jue Yuan and the fat man Huang. Ever since Miao Qiang appeared, the eyes of these two people had been looking back and forth at him.
After everyone sat down, Fatty Huang said with a smile: "I didn't expect that I haven't seen you for a few days, but Brother Miao has the aura of the seventh master of the Hu family. Are you planning to go against that old fox?"
Miao Qiang was secretly shocked when he said this. He knew that this fat man was very capable, but he didn't expect that he was so powerful. He could tell his current situation with just one glance.
He smiled slightly and said, "I didn't expect Mr. Huang's eyesight to be so good. I really admire him."
Fatty Huang smiled and said, "It sounds awkward to say that you are not a gentleman. Just call me Fatty Huang like them."
Zhang Jianmin felt as if he had seen a treasure at this time. When he heard Fatty Huang say that Miao Qiang was going to become a disciple, his eyes flashed with desire.
The look in his eyes made Miao Qiang's heart tremble. Just when he was about to find a topic to resolve the embarrassment, Zhang Jianmin suddenly said: "Brother Miao Qiang, I heard before that you had left the Yingbin Building and were with this person.
The boss seems to be in a very unhappy mood. You invited us here for dinner today, don’t you want us to help you find a place?”
Miao Qiang secretly said: "This old fox is quite well informed."
But now that he had made it clear, he could no longer hide it, so he smiled awkwardly and told what happened before.
Then he continued: "If it was just for the salary of several thousand yuan, I wouldn't hold on to the Yingbin Building. But the boss here, Zhang Bin, is simply a scumbag. Not only is he carrying people's lives on his back, but he is also secretly
I don’t know how many immoral things he has done. That’s why I want to trouble Mr. Zhang to come forward and help check his background.”
Zhang Jianmin frowned, "You said there is still a lawsuit involving Zhang Bin's life? How did you know?"
"What happened is this. When I went to buy a car, I met a red-clothed ghost. The relationship between her and Zhang Bin was..."
Miao Qiang briefly told Zhang Jianmin and others about Xu Mengxuan's story. Zhang Jianmin fell into deep thought after listening to it. After a while, he sighed softly and said: "I won't hide it from you. When we were sorting out the clues about Zhang Feng's case these days, we
I accidentally discovered that this Zhang Bin is inextricably linked to the human flesh shop on Bianbi Street in the ghost city. However, these are all secrets. You are not a member of the bureau, so it is not convenient for me to reveal too much to you."
Zhang Jianmin only said the beginning of his words, which was obviously to whet people's appetites. Although Miao Qiang and the other three were aware of the stakes involved, their damn curiosity still made them itchy.
Old Liao, who was sitting next to Zhang Jianmin and had never spoken, said with a smile: "Director Zhang, look at what you said. Although brother Miao Qiang is not a member of our bureau, we have experienced life and death together, so he is not an outsider."
.In other words, if little brother Miao Qiang wants to apply to join our 79th Bureau, can you still turn them away?"
After hearing this, Zhang Jianmin laughed and said: "Of course not. If he is willing to join our 79th Bureau, then he is his brother, and everything can be said easily."
At this time, Miao Qiang finally understood that the two old guys, one of whom was a good guy and the other was a bad guy, wanted to Zhaoan. After thinking of this, he looked at Zhang Zihao next to him and wanted to ask for his opinion.
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But at this time, Zhang Zihao was stupid again, and his attention was not here at all. He was staring at the "hehehe" giggle of the welcome guest who just led them over, and his eyes wandered back and forth on the welcome guest. This welcome guest
The receptionist upstairs was wearing a red cheongsam, with the slits almost reaching her armpits. Standing at the door and being blown by the wind, her long white legs and half-stretched buttocks were looming.
Miao Qiang was speechless. When did you get mad? You are still in the mood to watch a peep show. At this moment, he felt a pain in the back of his foot. It turned out that Jin Kemu was stepping on him with his foot under the table, indicating that he should not agree to Zhang Jianmin.
Miao Qiang secretly sighed: "They say that people are old and smart, but this old guy is still reliable at critical times."
After thinking of this, Miao Qiang pretended to be very helpless and said: "To be honest with you, I also yearn for the 79th Bureau. But I think you all know my other identity, and the Yin Division will not allow the Supervisor to join.
From the special department of Yangshi. Alas! What a pity."
Miao Qianghou originally wanted to use his status as the undercover supervisor as an excuse to do something so that he could not offend Zhang Jianmin and politely refuse his invitation. But who could have imagined that Fatty Huang beside him smiled and said: "This is easy to handle, I did it yesterday
I met Yu Yatou in the ghost market and told her about this matter, but she didn’t express any objection, not to mention that the Yin Division did not expressly stipulate that you, a living supervisor in the Yang world, cannot join the Seventy-Nine Bureau."
Miao Qiang was so angry after hearing this, why are you everywhere with the special code? I know you are awesome and you are awesome, but you can't even tell the appearance of your eyebrows. The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and he couldn't help but feel in his heart
He scolded: "Fat Huang, I am imitating the uncle!"
But as soon as he finished cursing in his mind, a strange scene appeared. He saw Fatty Huang opposite him and said with a "haha" smile: "Brother Miao, I may disappoint you this time, I have no uncle!"
Embarrassing, so embarrassing, but at the same time, Miao Qiang was even more shocked. He thought to himself: "Can this fat man know how to communicate with others? Isn't this a fool? What is he thinking in his heart? Isn't it all that he knows?"
Got it, there’s no secret at all!”
Looking at Fatty Huang, who was still smiling across his face but looked inscrutable, Miao Qiang didn't know what to do for a moment.
Jin Kemu, who was sitting next to him, seemed to have guessed what was going on. He hurriedly picked up his wine glass and said to Zhang Jianmin: "Brother Jianmin, you'd better allow Miao to take some time to handle such a big matter and let him think it through before he replies to you. This
The dishes are all served. Let’s use your chopsticks quickly. We’ve been eating and chatting for a while!”
At the same time, Zhang Bin, who was sitting in the office, was staring at the surveillance screen on the monitor with a puzzled face. He said to himself: "Aren't these guys the monks I came to catch ghosts before? How can I change my clothes?
Can we go out to drink and eat meat? Is Dute’s wife still a vulgar person?
Or maybe they were lying to me from the beginning, and they were working with Miao Qiang, and they were prepared to deduct money from me!"
The more Zhang Bin thought about it, the more he realized that this was a possibility, so he said angrily: "Damn, a bunch of bastards! They got on my head by playing fairy dance! Okay, I will settle this account with you today!"
After thinking of this, he took out his cell phone, found a number inside and dialed it.
"Third brother, it's almost done. Bring your men and start the fight. Each of you has a leg. If it's disabled, it's mine!"
The bald man with flowery arms on the other end of the phone was shocked, "Don't worry, Brother Bin, you paid for the legs, and I will give you an extra arm for each of them!"
After putting down the phone, the group picked up the machetes and baseball bats on the table, rushed out of the private room on the second floor, and headed straight for Miao Qiang and his two tables.
Even though they were far away, Miao Qiang spotted them, with a strange smile on his face, and said to himself: "Here we come!"