The city center of Dongzhou City is located in the center of the old city. In addition to Jiangbin Road, a short main road along the river, the city's most high-end entertainment venues and teahouses are located nearby.
The entertainment venues are basically located in large business rooms on the second floors of several modern buildings along the street, while the teahouses will basically choose a small, single-family house with a certain age on the historical ancient street with the most cultural heritage in Dongzhou City.
Drinking wine and drinking tea seem to be two completely different concepts, but in reality, they are just two words, talking about things. It is still the kind of talking about things that requires people to ask for something.
After we finish talking about something, we can go out and play around the corner; if we can't agree on something, we can still go next door to play and continue talking.
And this is why the most expensive entertainment venues and teahouses in Dongzhou are in one place.
At seven o'clock in the evening, in an antique courtyard in the city center.
This is a large pavilion with curtains hanging on all sides. A few people can be vaguely seen sitting inside drinking tea. There seems to be a guqin placed next to it. A woman with high hair is slowly playing the strings. The quiet atmosphere and the crowds of people outside the street
The noise is completely different, like two worlds.
The pavilion was filled with incense, and a young woman wearing a red and black cheongsam with a delicate gold hairpin in her hair was making tea with bare hands. Although the tea mist obscured her beautiful face, it actually added a bit of mysterious beauty.
"Longjing." A young man in his early twenties wearing a white T-shirt picked up the tea cup, took a sip carefully, closed his eyes slightly and uttered two words.
"Brother Wang is an expert! I really don't know anything about this." The older man sitting on his right hand flattered him hurriedly.
The white man half-opened his right eye, glanced at the flattering man, and said mockingly: "Xiao Chao, I read what's written on the jar."
The man called "Xiao Chao" by the white man was surprisingly our long-lost policeman Deng Xiaochao from the branch's inspection brigade.
Although he had been transferred from the Complaint Center to the Operations Squadron and was promoted to deputy squadron leader at the right time, he was sitting half-assed on the chair without any leadership bearing.
Not to mention that as an inspector, he is known as the policeman's policeman.
"..." Deng Xiaochao choked, but he didn't have any temper at all. After a pause, he still smiled shyly and said to this man who was obviously younger than him, "Brother Wang, you are really good at joking. You are
You are from the province, and you have spent some time in the capital before. Do you think these gadgets will catch your eye?"
Brother Wang snorted and threw the finished ceramic tea cup on the table, and said lazily: "Stop flattering me. You must have something going on when you called me over today. Tell me, what is it?"
Deng Xiaochao said with a smile: "Brother Wang, look at what you said, if I were a little thinner, I might be embarrassed to death. I still remember the thing you helped me change my job last time. Today.
I've booked a private room at Jade tonight, just the two of us..."
"Talking about something." Brother Wang raised his eyebrows and interrupted.
Then she raised her hand and waved outside a few times. The woman in cheongsam making tea and the woman in ancient costume playing the piano stood up at the same time, bowed to the guests, and bowed out respectfully.
Deng Xiaochao watched the two people leave, rubbed his hands, and said with a smile: "Brother Wang, do you know Chen Shu from our branch?"
Brother Wang, who was leaning leisurely on the back of the chair, raised his hand to dig his ears, then raised it to his eyes and glanced at his little finger, and said calmly: "He's from the SWAT team, right? Why, he wants to follow your path too?"
After a pause, he muttered to himself, "I have met this man a few times. He is determined and determined. He should not be the same person as a cunning person like you."
Although Brother Wang's words were soft, he seemed to not care at all. Each word fell clearly into the ears of Deng Xiaochao, who was sitting on the side. The smile on his face instantly froze, and his face turned blue and white.
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"Oh, I'm sorry." Seeing this, Brother Wang turned his head slightly and apologized casually, "Continue, I'm a little interested."
If he hadn't known that Brother Wang had an unusual identity and was the life secretary of Bureau Zhao, the current director of the branch, Deng Xiaochao would not have been so patient and respectful towards him.
After swallowing a few mouthfuls of saliva with difficulty and regaining his composure, Deng Xiaochao held back a few tears and said aggrievedly: "Brother Wang, this person has a personal grudge against me. I have been tricked by him several times and I have suffered a big loss."
"You are a squadron leader who is a branch inspector, but you will be messed with by a special policeman? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at if you say it?"
Brother Wang chuckled and then wondered: "To tell you the truth, this person has been mentioned several times in team meetings. He has abilities and ideas, and several bureau leaders are very optimistic about him."
"He just took advantage of the opportunity to support him, so he was a little arrogant at work and in private! Unscrupulous! But this time he killed someone while performing his duties. This matter must be punished, but I don't know if it will be light.
Even if you treat him lightly, he is still punished severely and is a typical example."
When Deng Xiaochao heard that the other party wanted to shirk the situation, he could no longer hold back his anger and grievance, and involved the bureau leader Zhang Ju.
"Bureau Zhang? Is it Zhang Xuming, the executive deputy bureau?" Brother Wang didn't pay attention to what Deng Xiaochao said, but he keenly noticed that the other party mentioned Zhang Xuming, the deputy bureau's real power deputy bureau.
"Yes! It's him! That kid fell into my hands a few times before, and ended up hugging Zhang Ju's lap at some point, so I let him escape several times!" Deng Xiaochao gritted his teeth.
When Brother Wang heard this, his eyes flashed several times quickly...
"Hey, Brother Wang. After all, I am also the squadron leader of the inspector. I can't even deal with a small special policeman, right? If this gets out, how will I behave?" Deng Xiaochao continued to act miserably, even with a trace of emotion in his voice.
Choking a little, he didn't care at all that the actual age of Brother Wang in front of him was several years younger than him.
Brother Wang pondered for a moment, and then said slowly: "This matter... I will go back and think about it first, and I will eventually give you an explanation."
Deng Xiaochao was secretly happy, knowing that it was done.
He hurriedly stood up and said with a flattering smile: "Brother Wang, this tea is getting cold too. How about we go to Jade next door for some wine?"
Brother Wang shook his head and said: "I didn't expect there to be such an elegant place in Dongzhou. Just ask those two girls to come back and let's have some tea before we go." m
Deng Xiaochao didn't dare to refuse, rolled his eyes, said "Hey" and turned around and ran outside.
After a while, the two young girls who had left earlier, Shi Shiran, returned to the pavilion. They bowed to Brother Wang and sat down to make tea and play the piano respectively.
Deng Xiaochao did not follow up.
Brother Wang was leaning comfortably on the Chinese-style chair with a large backrest, feeling that this guy still had a bit of a wink.
After a while, four or five young girls in gauze dresses walked into the pavilion with a soft voice. First, they raised the originally hanging curtains in the pavilion to the left and right, revealing a small open space in the courtyard where you can watch.
of gaps.
Then several people danced in the yard to the sound of the piano.
"Surrounded by the fragrance of seven or eight young girls, which normal man can withstand such a test?"
Deng Xiaochao, who was standing in the shadow of the corner of the yard and watching, couldn't help but feel proud of the classical style second half that he specially arranged for his leader this time. Then he thought of something, his face suddenly darkened, and he said viciously: