After Mr. Chen finished the phone call, Sir Wei exchanged a few pleasantries, stood up and said goodbye, walked outside and took a breath of fresh car exhaust. Sir Wei took out the phone and dialed my mobile phone.
I stood at the door and answered Sir Wei's phone. We talked for about ten minutes, then hung up, walked back to the wine table expressionlessly, and sat down.
"Sir, what do you say??" Wang Mumu asked first.
"...Don't even think about it if it's less than 15 years old. Let's hang out with an indefinite reprieve!" I drank a glass of wine, looked at Wang Mumu, and said lightly.
"Huhu... Just don't die, just don't die!!" Wang Mumu took two breaths after hearing this, his eyes were red, and he forced a smile. He repeated it several times in a row, just don't die. He raised his neck, held the cup, and took a sip.
Lots of white wine.
It's a fact that chicken intestines kill people. No one has the ability to turn black into white. Don't tell me the damn thing. Director He will be afraid of what I, a bastard, say. Litigation in China depends on the mood of the superiors when handling cases.
The person is the presiding judge, and the money in his pocket is the jury. He can make "suggestions", but he has absolutely no decisive role. The judicial system provides one-stop service, and a small prosecutor general will block you and glare at you.
It can't be done, let alone a director!!
What is reality, this is fucking reality...
After spending so much effort to trap Shen Qing, there is a balance on the top, letting the chicken intestines speak on the crime plot, and I can save my life. This is my greatest ability.
As for the reduction of sentences in the future, talking about the reduction of sentences in the future, the policy is there anyway. If you are willing to spend the money to reduce your sentence by ten months in three years, it will be reduced for you, so there is nothing to worry about.
"Go in, just go in, it's not necessarily a bad thing!" Chenchen drank in a daze, leaned on the chair, and said with wide eyes.
"Yes, it's not necessarily a bad thing!!!" Dakang's eyes were red, he nodded suddenly and gritted his teeth.
"Drink, drink!!" Brother Bao was silent for a moment, then raised his head and raised his glass.
"bump!!"
Everyone clinked glasses and drank it all in one gulp.
To be honest, after the chicken intestines went in, I felt more at ease. At least, I knew...he would never leave me or our family.
Not being upset or feeling distressed is bullshit. I don’t have much ability anymore, so just drink and toss...
"Brother Fei, Brother Mu, Brother Chen!!" Brother Xiaoma and Guangzi were picked up from downstairs by Dakang. They stood beside me a little cautiously, nodding and saying hello.
"Hmm!!" My face was rosy and my eyes were a little straight. I looked up at them and snorted through my nose.
"Sit down, sit down!!" Mumu waved his hand and asked the waiter to add two stools next to him and said with a smile.
"Hey!" Guangzi nodded and walked over to the chair without hesitation. Brother Ma stretched out his hand and grabbed his wrist and agreed, but did not move. He stood there and stared blankly.
Hold me.
"...I'm so annoying to you!!" I was in a bad mood, looked up at Brother Ma, and said something drunkenly.
"...Brother Fei, it's because I'm ignorant!" Brother Ma was silent for a moment, then lowered his head and said.
"Come here!!" I waved my hand at him.
"Xiao Fei, what are you doing? Are you sick?" Chenchen frowned and shouted at me.
"It's okay, Brother Chen!!!" Brother Xiao Ma walked up to me and leaned his head over me.
"Snapped!!!!!"
I slapped him in the face with my backhand. Xiao Ma's head tilted and his body swayed. Less than a second later, his nose was scratched by the palm of his hand, and blood slowly flowed out.
"Xiao Fei!! Mu Mu *** is having a happy event today, you have to clean up the blood stains, don't you?" Dakang pulled me.
"Get out of here!!" I turned around and cursed, pointed at the ground, and said to Brother Ma: "Come on, stand at attention!!!"
"**!!! Xiao Fei!! Are you annoyed with this kid? Come on, kid, stop fucking playing with him. Come to my place. I won't beat you. When you come, you will be the manager!!" Brother Bao laughed!
Then he reached out and pulled Xiao Ma, but Xiao Ma didn't move.
"Tell you, Brother Bao, who do you belong to?" I looked at Brother Xiao Ma, raised my head and asked.
"Meng Fei, he's my eldest brother!!! If he hits me, I'm willing to do it!!" Brother Ma stood up at attention, with blood streaming from his nose, and said without hesitation.
"You are so damn stubborn!!" Brother Bao was completely speechless.
"Go away, go to the toilet to wash up, come back and have two drinks. Thank you, Brother Bao, for admiring you!!!" I sat on the stool, waved my hand, and said irritably.
"Brother Fei, I'll help him get up!!!" Xizi said with bared teeth.
"Put on a thinker's posture for me, Ma Fei. Look at him, move a little, and slap him in the mouth!!" After I finished speaking, I picked up the wine glass and said to Dakang: "Come on, Brother Kang, one
Accidentally, your team has grown again!!!"
"I also persuaded him, why did he become stronger???" Chenchen said unhappily.
"Gudong!!" Before Chenchen finished his bb, Dakang drank up the wine in one gulp, patted Photon's shoulders in a thinker's pose with a smile, and said with a smile: "Brother Kang's eyesight is worth what you can do."
Is it comparable?? Speaking well is not as good as doing well, isn’t it, brother!!!”
"Can thinkers talk? Brother Fei??" Xizi asked a little scared.
"Ha ha!!"
Everyone burst into laughter, the banquet hall was filled with joy, and everything settled.
...
At the door, a Mercedes-Benz stopped, and Xiaoxin and Zheng Kun walked slowly into Royal Yanbaochi in suits.
"Brother Kun!! There are a lot of people upstairs. I'm going to get beaten up, but I don't know who the hell is doing it?" Xiaoxin followed behind, looking around at the decoration of Royal Yan Baoji, and said casually.
"...Have you brought your phone??" Zheng Kun paused, turned around and asked.
"...I brought it with me, what happened?"
"Call 110. There is no other way. We have to report the crime!" Zheng Kun also said a little abruptly.
"...**, Brother Kun, do you have any clues???" Xiaoxin said completely speechless.
The two of them murmured quietly and walked down the stairs to the fourth floor.
...
In the toilet, the young nurse and Zhang Lu stood in front of the mirror, washing their hands and chatting.
"...What do you think? Bao'er, if you don't say hello to your family, will you really give birth to the baby??" The little nurse turned around and asked with a blushing face.
"...I said hello, but I didn't agree. I asked myself once in my mind whether I could leave Mumu, stay home for a few years, and find someone to marry. The answer I got was quite firm. Since I can't leave, then...
Let's die on him. Don't ask my aunt what I like about him. My sister is also confused. There are too many good men. Isn't Xiaofei very dedicated? But she is not my sister's cup of tea.
One line is, except for the remnants of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, no one can heal the trauma in my sister's heart... What a shame...!" Zhang Lu said casually while holding a makeup bag and touching up her makeup.