Chapter seven hundred and nineteen must listen to me
"Ding Yong, why is it you?" In front of the door of Yanyu Jiangnan Winery, Chen Qingyun's high school classmate, Ding Guansheng's son Ding Yong, stood in shock.
"Aren't you serving in the army?" This sentence came to Chen Qingyun's mouth, and he swallowed it forcefully.
"Qingyun, have you come to Sin City to open a wine shop?" Hearing Chen Qingyun's shout, Ding Yong was stunned. He immediately reacted and stepped forward to hug Chen Qingyun fiercely.
Ding Yong, who was hugging Chen Qingyun, was also very worried, fearing that Chen Qingyun would reveal his past and cause unnecessary trouble.
"I didn't expect that Ding Yong would hide here after not seeing him for several years." Chen Qingyun was also very excited: "How did you come here? Do you work here?"
Chen Qingyun was so weird that he calmed down his curiosity in an instant and said something that was neither salty nor light. He understood somewhat clearly that the Ding Yong in front of him came to the city of sin, and he was probably a drunkard who did not care about drinking.
"I have been here for several years. Is this small workshop still acceptable?" Ding Yong was very proud: "17K has given us a platform for development. Brothers are here like a fish in water."
"The plaque on the city gate turned out to be your masterpiece. The quality of it has improved."
"Your calligraphy is so good, why don't you come to Handan to learn how to walk?" Ding Yong said with concern: "You didn't put up small advertisements in Mo City? No, you are a Chinese official and you won't do such boring things.
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The owner of Yanyu Jiangnan Winery saw Ding Yong's friend coming and said excitedly: "You are Ding Yong's brother, and you are my brother. I am treating you at noon today. The plaque on the city gate was written by brother Ding Yong under the guise of my name."
, not bad."
"Brother, stop talking. I'm doing something wrong in front of Brother Qingyun with my talisman-drawing skills." Ding Yong quickly stopped Yanyu Jiangnan.
"You are good friends. We are treating you to a treat at noon today, even if it is raining in the south of the Yangtze River." Trojan horse also came over and said, "Officials do countless boring things. It's just this group, no matter how boring things are, there are still people who applaud them. It's a tragedy for mankind.
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"Who is this?" Ding Yong saw Trojan in casual clothes, and his temperament made him wary.
Chen Qingyun immediately introduced the two parties and did not hide the identity of the Trojan horse. But when introducing Ding Yong, he only said that he was his high school classmate.
"Don't talk about these boring things, tell me how you got here." Ding Yong glanced at the wooden horse warily: "So you are accompanied by officials, are you here for sightseeing?"
"I guess you're right, go shopping with me." Chen Qingyun was very happy to see Ding Yong here: "I'm looking for a man named Zhang Wen. Someone is keeping an eye on him in Mo City."
Trojan horse is very sensible: "I won't disturb your brothers' gathering. I like the 17K "We Are Brothers" wine very much and I want to take some back."
Chen Qingyun felt that there was a hint of playfulness in the expressions of the two of them. If he hadn't practiced the gazing technique, it would have been impossible to notice the subtle changes in the expressions of the two.
"There is an article here. Ding Yong's identity may not be simple." Chen Qingyun himself has multiple identities and has thought a lot about the changes in the expressions of the two people.
Ding Yong ignored the Trojan horse that was going away and led Chen Qingyun deeper into the hall. Chen Qingyun couldn't help being shocked when he saw a faint, slightly red and beautiful little fox mark behind Ding Yong's ear.
If it weren't for Chen Qingyun's eyesight, no one would notice the mark behind Ding Yong's ear. Even if they saw it, they would regard it as a birthmark.
"Zhang Wen came here a year ago, and business is doing well." After walking through hundreds of storefronts, he finally came to a wine shop called Xuzhen.
Zhang Wen was stunned when he saw Chen Qingyun: "Secretary Chen, is that you?"
Chen Qingyun is slightly younger than Zhang Wen, but Zhang Wen's face already has a lot of dusty look. Compared with Chen Qingyun's face that looks like a young boy, Zhang Wen is much older.
"Zhang Wen, you didn't expect us to meet here, did you?" Chen Qingyun said apologetically: "What happened back then, Qingyun was young and vigorous, and he was a bit unscrupulous. Brother Zhang won't be surprised. I saw Zhang Gong in Mo City, and he
Ask me to come and see you."
Zhang Wenhao said cheerfully: "Secretary Chen, time has passed and Zhang Wen has forgotten these unpleasant things. Hey, are you still in Sequoia Township? You should be the party secretary, right?"
Who is Chen Qingyun? In Zhang Wenhao's cheerful demeanor, I can see a hint of panic that is not easy to detect. Looking carefully, I can't figure it out.
"These things are even more boring to talk about." Chen Qingyun didn't want to make any publicity: "If you want to leave this place, I can think of something. Let's talk about Ding Yong's matter in detail later."
Zhang Wen said gratefully: "Secretary Chen, if you remember Zhang Wen, just erase the past. Do you know the reason why I came here?"
Still speaking insincerely, Chen Qingyun became even more confused about Zhang Wen.
"Tell me and listen." Zhang Wen talked about the topic that Chen Qingyun was most interested in, causing Chen Qingyun's mind to turn to Zhang Wen's topic.
Chen Qingyun often plays this trick in front of others, but unexpectedly, in the dark and evil city of Luo Kingdom, Zhang Wen also tried it.
"From here, as long as you buy a soft sleeper, you can obtain the permanent right of residence in Mozambique." Zhang Wen's words revealed a hint of helplessness: "I have no choice but to put up two small advertisements on the street to try my luck here.
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"Come in and look at the color. It seems that Brother Zhang Wen doesn't need my help." Chen Qingyun said sincerely: "If Brother Zhang wants to go back to Moshi or China now, Qingyun can really help. We won't play tricks."
"Let me think about it and I will reply to you in two days, okay?" It seems that Zhang Wen's doubts about Chen Qingyun have not been completely eliminated.
Chen Qingyun knew that the relationship between himself and Zhang Wen might never be reconciled. He sighed secretly in his heart and said nothing more.
Ding Yong saw that there was a story between Chen Qingyun and Zhang Wen, so he immediately changed the topic: "Boss Zhang, let's have a good gathering at noon today, and call the drunkards, Lao Shi, Lost Ye and others later."
The two were about to leave when Chen Qingyun saw a small shop not far away, warmly greeting the customers who had not had much to talk about. The boss was a rickety old man.
The old man looks really funny, with a small nose, small eyes, pockmarks all over his face, a sexy little mouth, slightly skewed, his eyes staring at the beauties coming and going, and transparent filaments flowing out of the corners of his mouth. That image is so wretched, so wretched
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"That guy's name is Wuwei. He just came to 17K less than a year ago. The facade is not big, but the yard inside is not small. He doesn't look good, but he is cheerful all day long. His business is bleak, but he doesn't take the initiative to solicit customers. He is a year old.
A lot of it, and he also has the heart to tease beauties."
Unexpectedly, I was afraid of that guy and had a good ear. Ding Yong's words actually fell into his ears, and he came over immediately.
"I'm very old, I have no knowledge at all, and I'm full of jokes. I'm talking about the old man." Wuwei didn't care about Ding Yong's words: "It's great to have friends from far away. Boss Ding doesn't know how to treat guests.
Say no to the old man."
"Go and wash your face. Looking at you like this, no wonder no guests come to the door." Ding Yong didn't like seeing Wu Wei, but he was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to refuse the old guy.
"Brother, try the little old man's bar, maybe you will have some aftertaste." Wuwei greeted Chen Qingyun enthusiastically, not taking Ding Yong's attitude seriously at all, nor showing the respect he deserved for a great god.
Chen Qingyun couldn't bear to refuse Wu Wei, so he dragged Ding Yong into the wine shop, tasted Wu Wei's "Qing Feijian" wine carefully, and said with emotion: "Well, it is indeed an aftertaste, but it's just your business.
It doesn’t quite match your wine.”
Wuwei held his head high and said, "If someone sells something, he or she knows what he is selling. If others don't, it has nothing to do with me." At this time, Wuwei's wretchedness disappeared without a trace.
"Stop nagging, I'll go to the blood reward box later." Ding Yong leaned into Chen Qingyun's ear and said, "Qingfei Ship" is too common. Such wine can be found everywhere in 17K Winery. Qingyun doesn't need to waste it here.
It’s time.”
"The threshold for the blood reward box is not low. The minimum consumption must be one million K coins." Wuwei did not hear Ding Yong's evaluation, and was still showing his attentiveness: "Boss Ding is so generous, I admire him endlessly."
"Let's go, this guy is so disgusting." Ding Yong said bitterly: "If you use the skills of picking up girls on me, I will get goosebumps all over your body."
After leaving Wuwei's winery, Ding Yong led Chen Qingyun back to the center of the hall. When the great gods here saw Ding Yong, they all greeted him warmly.
"Dream into the Great Wilderness, hurry up and receive my brother." Ding Yong pulled Chen Qingyun and went straight to a winery in the middle of the hall: "Qingyun, my fearful wine shop, has the same flavor as Meng into the Great Wasteland, you just
After tasting the wine of Wuwei, now taste the "official career" of dreaming into the wilderness, and you will find how big the difference is."
"Well, not bad, it's as good as Huaxia's Liquan puree." Chen Qingyun had just tasted a glass when a sleazy voice sounded from behind him: "Sir, go try the Tibetan bar behind me. The quality has improved a lot."
At some point, Wuwei also came over.
"Keep your wine and give it to the city lord to taste." Ding Yong disliked Wu Wei very much and pulled Chen Qingyun away in a hurry.
The two came to an inconspicuous wine shop. Ding Yong wanted to invite Chen Qingyun to taste wine. Chen Qingyun shook his head and motioned to Ding Yong to find a quiet place to talk.
Not understanding what Chen Qingyun meant, Ding Yong did not ask any more questions and took Chen Qingyun to his office in confusion. Chen Qingyun let go of his consciousness and found that there was no one around, and his expression suddenly became serious.
"Ding Yong, regardless of whether your mission is over or not, follow me back to China in ten days."
"What mission, I don't understand." Ding Yong's heart was beating wildly, but his face was calm.
Chen Qingyun smiled: "Members of the Firefox team, please listen to me. You must listen to me and follow me back to China."
Ding Yong's face turned pale, he stood up and stretched his right hand to his left wrist: "Who are you, and what are you doing in Sin City?"
Before Ding Yong could make any move, Chen Qingyun once again said something that shocked Ding Yong, and the two staged a scene of brothers fighting against the wall.