"Master, go to the bar instead." Qin Feng suddenly said. I don't know why, but now he suddenly wants to drink happily. It's best to get himself drunk so that he doesn't have to think about anything.
You don’t have to do it, and you don’t need to work so hard.
"Okay, little brother, which bar are you going to? There is no bar in Ningna City that I don't know about." The driver said very familiarly.
"Whatever." Qin Feng closed his mouth again, not wanting to say more...
The bar arrived quickly. What made Qin Feng laugh a little was that the name of the bar was actually called "Suibian". The whole bar was not very grand. The not-so-spacious entrance hall was painted with colorful graffiti and slightly dim neon lights flashed.
Next, young men and women in twos and threes were laughing and chatting at the door, bursting into cheerful laughter from time to time.
Qin Feng put his hands casually in his trouser pockets, with the messy hair on his head blocking his sight, shrugging his shoulders, and lazily pushing the door open with a touch of decadence.
The whole bar is not as smoky as some bars. It has a bit of a petty bourgeois atmosphere. Under the gorgeous lights, melodious Bandari music reverberates in the air. Although it is already past nine o'clock in the evening, the bar still seems a bit deserted. There are only a few people in the bar.
A young man and woman were lazily leaning on the bar and chatting in low voices.
Qin Feng didn't care, he casually found a secluded corner to sit, and habitually took out a cigarette from his pocket. The lighter dinged softly, and in the faint flame, the cigarette squeaked, and a cigarette squeaked.
In the blur of smoke, Qin Feng's face was gloomy and slightly weathered, and his whole person had a look of decadence...
"Sorry, sir, smoking is prohibited in Suibian Bar."
"Really? Why not ban drinking?" Qin Feng tugged at the corner of his mouth, looked at the serious waitress on the side, and shrugged self-deprecatingly, "Well, it seems that this joke is not funny, so let's take all the good wine in your bar.
Send it up."
Drinks were quickly served, including Bacardi, Smirnoff vodka, Johnnie Walker whiskey, Moët & Chandon, Remy Martin...
Qin Feng looked funny. He guessed that the waitress had taken advantage of him and probably emptied all the drinks in the small bar. However, he was too lazy to talk too much and just hid in the corner and drank cup after cup.
The only thing he hopes now is that he can get drunk. It's best if he doesn't know who is drunk, otherwise he is really afraid that he will go crazy...
Ningnan is not peaceful tonight. The news of the arrest of Tang Guangyuan and his son has spread among the high-rises in Ningnan like it has wings. At this moment, the No. 1 villa in the municipal government compound is brightly lit, and in the spacious living room, there is a
The middle-aged woman was sitting on the sofa with runny nose and tears. Opposite the sofa was a man who looked somewhat similar to the woman. The man's face was white and beardless. There was no emotion, anger, sorrow or joy on his face, which seemed invisible.
There is a trace of majesty in Zhongdu. It is Nie Zhenming, the top leader of the Ningnan government...
"Brother, you must save Xiaodong this time. He is your only nephew. If he dies, I won't be able to live either..."
"Shut up and cry. You know how to cry. If you had known today, what would you be doing before?" Nie Zhenming angrily yelled, "How do you educate your bastard son to calm down a little on weekdays? Now?
It was entirely because of you parents who created such a big mess. Even if Xiaodong died, it was you parents who caused his death."
"Brother, what's the point of teaching us a lesson now? You'd better think about how to save Xiaodong. Now Xiaodong is still in the hospital and his life or death is still uncertain. I heard he was shot. What should I do now..." the woman said in a panic.
, then the voice was sharp again, and a pair of eyes were full of resentment, "It's all that damn Wei Guorong. I heard from people in the police station that it was Xiaodong who accidentally almost hit Wei Guorong tonight.
He is a nephew, damn Wei Guorong wants to kill our Tang family just to vent his anger on his nephew."
"Is what you said true?" Nie Zhenming's face darkened after hearing this. Unexpectedly, one of Wei Guorong's nephews was involved. Wei Guorong actually wanted to fix Tang Xiaodong for one of his nephews.
, saying that beating a dog depends on the owner, and I am not the mayor of Ningnan City who can just let anyone do it.
"Of course it's true, brother, Xiaodong is your nephew, and a nephew is a nephew. Could it be that your nephew can be bullied by others at will? You must make the decision for Xiaodong."
"Okay, you go back and wait for the news first. I'm thinking about this matter." Nie Zhenming listened to his sister's sharp voice and waved his hands impatiently. This sister of his has been arrogant and domineering since she was a child.
If she hadn't been his only sister, he would have been too lazy to care about the Tang family's affairs. Then Tang Guangyuan relied on his status to be arrogant and domineering in the bureau, as if he regarded the bureau as his own thugs.
Even he sometimes looks down upon him for doing such irrelevant things.
But today's matter is a bit complicated. If it was just a traffic accident, Wei Guorong would not dare to take it too far. But today I heard that a large amount of drugs was found in Xiaodong's car, so this matter is not
It's so simple. If Wei Guorong wants to hold on to this pigtail, even he can't do anything about it.
"That damn Wei Guorong is so disrespectful to our family. If there is something wrong with our Xiaodong, I will fight with him." The woman said with a look of resentment, then turned around and left angrily.
Seeing that his sister showed no sign of remorse and still had a fierce look on her face, Nie Zhenming shook his head helplessly. After pondering for a long time, he dialed Wei Guorong's number and heard a man's voice on the phone.
, Nie Zhenming also had a hearty smile on his face: "Comrade Guorong, are you still awake yet? That's right, I took a look at the plan you mentioned last time to set up public security management points in the city. It's very feasible. It's very feasible.
It is conducive to the stability of society. I think it can be brought up for discussion at this Standing Committee meeting..."
On the phone, after a while of silence, Wei Guorong's deep voice came: "Mayor Nie, if it's because of Tang Xiaodong's matter, you'd better not mention it. No one can save him this time. What happened tonight, I'm
We will definitely get to the bottom of it.”
The smile on Nie Zhenming's face condensed, and his voice became a little deeper: "Director Wei, now the whole city is working hard to create a harmonious society. It would not be good if this matter got serious. We should resolve our internal conflicts internally, and...
I heard that what happened today was because of one of your nephews. Since it is a conflict between nephews, if we, adults, get involved in it, we will lose our status. If this matter gets bigger, it will not be good for anyone."
Wei Guorong listened to the slightly threatening words on the phone with a sneer on his face: "Does Mayor Nie know what Tang Xiaodong has committed? He has a large amount of drugs in his possession and is suspected of drug abuse. The nature is extremely bad. I want Nie
The mayor should avoid this matter."
"Drugs... maybe someone is framing Xiaodong about this matter, but it's not necessarily true." Nie Zhenming's face remained unchanged and he said coldly.
"Whether it is a frame-up or not, I will naturally find out clearly when the time comes."
"You..." Nie Zhenming's face finally turned cold, "So you are determined to have your own way? If things get out of hand, aren't you afraid that the provincial party committee will blame you!"
"Mayor Nie, I am trying to persuade you nicely. Even if the secretary of the provincial party committee comes forward to deal with this matter, I, Wei Guorong, will not give me face."
"You!" Nie Zhenming's face turned livid for a moment, and then he smashed his phone to pieces angrily. This is just Ningnan's third-in-command. How dare you not give yourself face like this? Do you really think you are a person and move out?
What kind of provincial party committee secretary is this ignorant person? Since he doesn’t give himself face in this way, he is not a vegetarian either.
Nie Zhenming's face turned livid, then he picked up the landline in the living room and dialed a number, but the look on his face became respectful, and then he said with a hint of flattery: "Governor Liang, I have a situation here.
Report to you..."
(The plot is transitioning. When the plot transition is completed, the speed will speed up. Please bear with it a little longer)