Beijing, in the guest house of the Beijing office of City H.
Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee of H City, Lao Song tiredly carried his leather bag, pushed open the door, glanced at the simply furnished but clean and tidy room, threw his bag on the bed, took off his suit, changed into a pair of slippers, and ran to the bathroom
go.
About twenty minutes later, Secretary Song finished taking a shower, put on a bathrobe, and wiped his hair and walked out. He sat on the bed and rested for a while. Secretary Song took his bag and took out his personal phone. He just thought
I called home and found out there was no electricity.
Frowning and rummaging in his bag, Secretary Song took out the charger and placed the phone on the bedside to charge. Then he lit a cigarette, turned on the TV, and watched the CCTV news channel for a while. The phone lit up for a while.
Started.
"Didi!"
Secretary Song took out his phone, pressed a few keys on the keyboard, and saw an unread text message on the screen. He opened it, looked at it, was silent for a moment, took two puffs of cigarette, and pressed the callback button.
Nursing home.
"Beep bell bell!"
The middle-aged man who was also watching the news heard the phone ring in his hand. He picked it up casually, glanced at the caller ID, took the remote control, pressed mute, walked to the window, picked it up slowly, and said with a smile: "
Brother Song!!”
"I was in a meeting in Beijing and the phone was out of battery!" Secretary Song said calmly.
"If there is a transfer, there will be human kindness, understand!!" The middle-aged man nodded and said.
"...How are you feeling? Are you feeling better?" Secretary Song was silent for a moment and asked slowly.
"Thank you, Brother Song, for allowing me to put the seeds into the soil!" The middle-aged man paused and said with a twitching corner of his mouth.
"Oh, people are worthless!" Secretary Song sighed and continued: "I have transferred the order!"
"Good thing!" The middle-aged man forced a smile and nodded.
"You are very sensitive in that place. This small place is too xenophobic. The secretary worked with me for a while, and I can't let people look at me longingly when I leave. I threw it at you twice, and it was too hard.
, forcefully squeezing in, apart from attracting hatred, there is not much point in reading newspapers and drinking tea. The provinces and cities have begun to re-divide their forces. I, the old secretary who is leaving, want to give my opinions, but the room is too noisy.
, they can’t hear it either! Haha!” Secretary Song said helplessly.
After listening to Secretary Song's words, the middle-aged man felt a little touched in his heart. As the old saying goes, "a daughter-in-law must be her first wife." The middle-aged man and Secretary Song are the first wives. After supporting each other for so many years, Song
Before the secretary left, for whatever reason, he wanted to send himself a big tree to lean against. Although it failed, the feeling was indeed quite heartwarming.
"Thank you from the bottom of my heart!"
"Stop talking, we won't accomplish anything. Let's just chat and knock each other and give each other a consolation prize, haha!" Secretary Song's old face blossomed and he laughed.
"Hh City, it's been a bit smoky lately, it's all foggy, and I can't see clearly in front of me. Brother Song, can you lend me a banana fan for a while?" The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and asked with a smile.
"Where do you want to go?"
"There is an old man in the city. His son has taken a liking to my son. The two children are playing well!" the middle-aged man said directly.
"Huang Yongfa??" Secretary Song was stunned for a moment and asked with a frown.
"right!!"
"The road ahead is too bumpy...!"
"How rough is it??" The middle-aged man paused and his face turned pale.
"If it doesn't work out, I'll have to dig it up!!"
"...There is no turning point?"
"I'm not close to anyone. If I don't punish him, who can I punish??" Secretary Song stopped talking and said it very directly.
The middle-aged man stood at the window and suddenly remembered Qiuqiu, who had disappeared in recent days. He was stunned for five seconds and said anxiously: "Brother Song, let me make a call!!"
"Look to your old Sun from the city bureau. He is the secretary who will succeed me. He is the only one in the new team!"
"...I know!" Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man's mouth showed a trace of bitterness. Bureau Sun?? What the hell? That's Zhang Xu's "original wife"...
With that said, the two hung up the phone. The middle-aged man paused and quickly dialed Hong Tao's number. After getting through, he asked straight to the point: "Where are you?"
"It's okay, I'm going to play mahjong with my friends!" Hong Tao was sitting in the car, stunned for a moment, and said casually.
"Tell me the truth!! Is the matter done yet??" the middle-aged man suddenly shouted and asked.
"...I just finished calling Lao Huang!" Hong Tao turned to look at the car window, was silent for a long time, and said lightly.
"Buzz!"
The middle-aged man's brain was dizzy. He took a few steps back, held his forehead, and asked in a trembling voice: "Is it serious?"
"Master Yu and the others accidentally stabbed one to death!!"
"Snapped!!"
The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and hung up the phone, turned around twice, suddenly raised his feet, pointed at the floor, and kicked his feet a few times. After adjusting the fan twice, the fog has opened, but after a while
I looked up and found that there was a cliff in front of me and a JB swamp behind me. How the hell I came here, the middle-aged man didn’t know. The only thing he knew was that if he stood here again, he would either starve to death or die of thirst...
Hong Tao, who did not listen to the advice, was inadvertently tied up on the old yellow road and was about to be abandoned. When the middle-aged man thought of this, his chest became clogged. His lips turned white, and his palms trembled as he took out a small white bottle from his trouser pocket again.
, poured two pills, stuffed them into his mouth, and swallowed them with saliva.
"Yuanyuan!!" The middle-aged man leaned on the window sill and shouted while gasping for air.
"Squeak!!"
A few minutes later, Yuanyuan opened the door and walked in, confused and asked: "What's wrong, brother!!"
"How many loans do the banks have?" asked the middle-aged man.
"Almost over 800 million! What happened?" Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, then raised his head and said.
"How many of us are running outside?" The middle-aged man nodded and asked again.
"Less than 300 million!!"
"You call Lao Lao in Zhejiang and Chen Wei in Wenzhou. We don't care about our own funds for now, but the more than 800 million in the bank must be filled in first. The amount agreed to by these presidents is what it is.
Not a penny less!!" The middle-aged man lowered his head and thought for a moment before saying slowly.
"Brother, it's not time to get the money. If we withdraw it now, we won't be able to get the interest! Besides, the bank is not just taking 800 million for 800 million. If not, we have to pay for it ourselves.
!!" Yuanyuan said slowly.
"Just pay and admit it! Help me make an appointment with these bank presidents to have dinner. Zhejiang and Wenzhou's capital matters must be balanced. The four blues in H City will put your name on it first!!"
"Is this...?" Yuan Yuan looked at the middle-aged man in confusion.
"We can't stay here any longer!" The middle-aged man sighed, turned to look out the window, leaned on the window sill with both hands, and said calmly.
…
Dalian, at the customs exit, two Volvo heavy-duty fully enclosed trailers slowly drove to the electronic guardrail. In the distance, Ma Fei and Xiao Ma, as well as a driver, were bored sitting in the car playing poker. I saw
When the trailer lights came on, Brother Ma casually picked up the file bag under his buttocks, turned around and was silent for a long time, and then said politely: "Bao Bao, go and complete the formalities and bring out the goods!!!"
"Oh, okay, but can I go?" Bao Bao asked a little confused.
"It's okay, let's go through the process!" Brother Ma said casually.
"Okay!" Bao Bao didn't refuse, opened the car door and walked out.
After Bao Bao got out of the car, Ma Fei rolled his eyes and glanced at Bao Bao, frowning and said: "A guy like this can still be a part of society, he doesn't look like a man at all!!"
"Stop it, he'll leave after just two days, I can't bear it!" Xiao Ma replied irritably.
"Fuck, I have such a bad temper!" Ma Fei suddenly became furious.
"Don't act like a fucking wolfdog. Don't tell me that Tarzan is trying to kill you!"
"I'll tell you what you're doing when you cut me!"
"You...really peed!" Xiao Ma was immediately convinced.
Twenty minutes later, Bao Bao, as an employee of a newly registered company, pulled out the two trailers. Then Brother Xiao Ma called him and said slowly: "You escort the truck and follow us!"
"Okay!" Bao Bao didn't care much, so he just thought that he could earn the one hundred thousand yuan safely. So he agreed, stepped on the ladder, and got on the co-pilot of the trailer.
Then a BaBao, an A6, and two trailers drove towards the highway. After driving for twenty minutes, the leading BaBao suddenly stopped. Ma Fei and Xiao Ma Ge opened the door at the same time and got out.
.
"Plop!"
Bao Bao also jumped out of the car and asked with a smile: "What happened?"
"It's okay, let's take a look at the goods!" Brother Ma casually replied, took the crowbar from the cab, and walked to the back of the car. Ma Fei glanced at Bao Bao, snorted, and then followed him.
The three people walked behind the trailer. Brother Ma stepped on the groove on the back of the car, held a crowbar to the door, turned it around hard, and then jumped out. The three people pulled open the back door.
"Creak...crack...crack!"
The car door slowly opened, and a small amount of streetlights shone into the car. A Lamborghini Bat, with its body shining in the dim light, was parked on the frame of the car.
"**...The design of this car looks a little bit racey!!!" Bao Bao opened his mouth and said in admiration. He took out his mobile phone and pointed at the brand new Lamborghini to take a picture.
"Snapped!!"
Ma Fei stretched out his hand to stop it, frowned and said, "Don't take random pictures!"
"I'll just take a picture and keep it as a mobile phone desktop or something!" he said with bared teeth.
"Fuck!!" Ma Fei was speechless.
"Don't worry about it, just take a picture!" As soon as Brother Ma saw that he was speechless, Ma Fei became anxious, so he put his arms around Ma Fei's neck and pointed at the other trailer.
As he walked away, he turned back to Bao Bao and winked.
"Click!"
Baring his teeth, he pointed at the Lamborghini and took several photos from various angles. He originally wanted to take a photo of Martin behind the bat, but the car body was blocked and it was too troublesome to get in, so he had no choice but to seal the door again.
After five or six minutes, Xiao Ma and Ma Fei walked over while wiping their hands and said lightly: "Let's go!"
"boom!!"
The engines of several cars roared and they were on the road again.