The meeting place arranged by the Ding Bureau was actually in Dashilar!

In 04, it was the most chaotic place in the capital. Although there are several well-known century-old shops in Quanjude and Laoduyi, because they are surrounded by renovated small hotels and semi-basement rental houses, they are crowded with migrant workers and homeless homeless people, so the composition of the personnel is extremely complex.

In my dream, I heard a colleague say: If you go to the capital and live in a small hotel in Dashilar, maybe the police will kick open the door in the middle of the night to check the temporary residence permit. If not, then... Hey......!

Except for tourists, anyone with a bit of status will definitely not choose this place as a place to meet and talk about things. In particular, gatherings of bigwigs at the director-level and above are generally held in secluded places with few people. It's to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings or being discovered, eavesdropping, and the like.

Ding Hongbo did the opposite, I don't know what kind of place it is, Meng Fanzhu is very interested.

According to the direction of the eldest brother in advance, he entered from Xiaoli Hutong, and came to Peiying Hutong in a circle, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

The winding path leads to seclusion, and the ancients did not deceive me.

Looking at the familiar streets, the floodgates of memory open. Before the 60s, it was called Da Ma Temple Hutong, although not many people in the ordinary people probably knew about it. But in the opera world, it's almost like a holy place. Because in this alley lives a great god of the Ling world: "Tongtian Sect Master" Wang Yaoqing.

There may not be many people who know this name, but from the famous characters he once pointed out, you will know how great he is. Four famous men: Mei Lanfang, Shang Xiaoyun, Cheng Yanqiu, Xun Huisheng; four small famous dans: Li Shifang, Mao Shilai, Zhang Junqiu, Song Dezhu; famous artists: Xin Yanqiu, Wang Yurong, Xue Yanqin, Hou Yulan, Wang Yuwei, Du Jinfang, etc., have all been taught by Wang Yaoqing.

Master Gao Mantang in his dream life is particularly fond of Peking Opera, once accompanied his old man to the capital on a business trip, he specially took himself here to visit Wang Yaoqing's former residence, and told himself about Wang Yaoqing's life deeds, saying that in this life he must write a TV drama script about this opera master. It's a pity that it couldn't be completed until the old man died, mainly because there were too few records about Wang Yaoqing, and Master Gao was unwilling to compile it out of thin air, for fear of blaspheming this 'Tongtian Sect Master'.

So far, the old man's voice and smile are still in front of him, but now he is standing in Peiying Hutong, but he is a thing.

The changes in the world and the white clouds and dogs made Meng Fanzhu sigh with emotion.

There are already a few cars parked in the alley, and it is estimated that the eldest brother and Ding Bureau are them. After Meng Fanzhu parked the car, he glanced at his watch, and at 5:08, he got out of the car and knocked on the door of a courtyard next to him.

This should be a merchant or a wealthy gentleman's house, with only 3 stone steps, and a Pixiu stone drum is placed at the door, which is two levels away from his own yard, which shows how big the gift Li Daliang gave himself.

Meng Fanzhu has always had a criterion, that is, when he receives a little water, he must be reported by the spring.

Although Li Daliang felt that exchanging his father's health with a set of courtyard houses was worth a thousand dollars, but here in Meng Fanzhu, the cost of diagnosis and treatment is still too high. At that time, if it wasn't for the third grandfather's decision, he would have categorically refused to accept it.

It was the big brother who opened the door.

"Hehe, Duoduo is here. Tao Yunfeng greeted with a smile.

"Big brother, what is Uncle Ding looking for me? Meng Fanzhu pondered, but he didn't figure out anything.

"Good things, all good things. If you are embarrassed, I will block it for you. Tao Yunfeng pulled Meng Fanzhu and walked inside.

What else is there to say, there is such a big brother, I don't know how many pillars of incense I burned in my previous life.

Walking through the shadow wall, as soon as you come out of the second gate, you will come to a courtyard of more than 100 square meters. Unlike a normal courtyard house, the top of this courtyard is sealed with transparent glass. The whole yard has become a flower house with all kinds of greenery and flowers growing luxuriantly.

The humidity in the hall was very comfortable. Near the west wing, a huge snooker table was placed, and the Ding game was playing against people, and there were three people watching at the table.

"Xiao Meng is here, just after this game has just ended, come to play with me. Ding Hongbo greeted warmly.

To be honest, although I know the relationship between Ding Hongbo and the Tao family, I have only met once, and now the other party is so enthusiastic and an elder, it is difficult to refuse.

"Hello Uncle Ding, I wish you a happy Mid-Autumn Festival, yesterday the elder was hospitalized, so I couldn't visit you, forgive me. "Meng Fanzhu's emotional intelligence has been growing recently, as a junior, say a few more nice words, benefit without expense, although it does not match the code of conduct of the founder gentleman, but he doesn't plan to become that kind of person, it's too hard!

"Oh, which elder?" Ding Hongbo didn't react for a while, thinking it was the old man of the Tao family, and looked at Tao Yunfeng.

"It's not old man, didn't you see it yesterday morning. Tao Yunfeng is also strange, his little brother's family is in Songjiang, what elders are there in the capital?

"It's my girlfriend's grandmother~" Meng Fanzhu blushed a little, and his cheeky kung fu still didn't get home.

Haha, it suddenly caused a burst of laughter around him, not that it was not about himself, but that Meng Fanzhu could say it in this tone to mean that the old man was nothing serious, and when he was old, the old man would not go to the hospital for a year.

"Come, Xiao Meng, let me introduce you. Ding Hongbo enthusiastically took Meng Fanzhu's hand, pointed to the middle-aged man who was in the bureau just now, and said, "This is Wang Ruitao, the captain of our bureau's criminal police team, your name is Uncle Wang." ”

"Uncle Wang is good. Meng Fanzhu took the initiative to take two steps forward and shook hands with Wang Ruitao.

The other three are all in their thirties, Ding Hongbo introduced them one by one, Huai Dejin, who has a hooked nose and sharp eyes, is Wang Ruitao's deputy, and the fat Maitreya Buddha-like Feng Jingyuan is the director of the Municipal Bureau Office, and he is also a person with eight faces.

It seems that they and Wang Ruitao are both from Ding Hongbo's faction.

The last person was more elegant, thin and tall, about the same size as himself. It's the boss here, named Cui Yunpeng. It feels a bit like Liu Congheng, and he is also a Confucian businessman. Looking at the appearance of Uncle Ding when he introduced him, the other party should be a second generation, but it is not easy to say it directly in person, and the eldest brother will definitely tell himself after a while.

This place is called a secluded Zen residence, and it is the artistic conception of 'winding paths lead to secluded places, and the grass and trees in the Zen room are deep'. Neither hanging a banner nor a stand, it is a private order. Only one table is accepted at a time, and there is leisure and entertainment for meals. No publicity, no advertising, only VIP. Relying on the face and relationship of the owner, it should be the latest business philosophy in the country in 04.

Before Meng Fanzhu came, Ding Hongbo introduced his situation to a few people, plus he was Tao Yunfeng's godbrother, but no one despised him.

Meng Fanzhu took the cue handed by Wang Ruitao, and reached out to know it in his heart. The master-level Bajiquan master is not an ornament, although Bajiquan is mainly based on boxing, but some of the postures are evolved from the Liuhe gun. This is also the commonality of many boxing techniques, practicing boxing without practicing guns, and the first game will be empty. It is said that marksmanship has the status in boxing.

At this time, Meng Fanzhu used the cue as a gun, and he mastered the toughness, hardness and straightness of the gun in his hand.

In my dream, I played billiards in my life, and I was exposed to it when I was in college. Later, a few good colleagues in the TV station liked to play snooker, so they went to play two shots when they had time after work, the technique was not good, ordinary, anyway, they played with Ding Hongbo, and they didn't have to care about winning or losing.

Seeing Ding Hongbo signaling him to kick off, Meng Fanzhu didn't think much about it, he didn't even aim at it, and he went up with a shot.

"Smack!" red balls were blown up all over the table.

"Little brother, what are you going to do!Beast Snooker?"

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