As soon as Qu Moxin analyzed it, the regulations suddenly became clear. Zhang Jue nodded, and sighed sincerely: "It depends on how Mo Rongmao chooses, if he is a cautious person, he will not vote for Shapingba." If he has the courage, Shapingba is the best choice. ”

Qu Moxin suddenly smiled: "Xiao Zhang, you are not a bold person. I can't bear to cut it all by myself. ”

Zhang Jue hurriedly said: "Everyone's personality is different, and I obviously have other choices, so I can't choose those with high risks." I have been instilled with the concept since I was a child that eggs cannot be put in one basket, and that we must win steadily and camp step by step. ”

Qu Moxin nodded: "Speculative people do have courage, this courage is a double-edged sword, one stroke is done, and you will not worry for the rest of your life." If you lose a single shot, your whole life will be over, and the risk is very high, and I personally don't approve of this. If I were Mo Rongmao, I wouldn't have voted for Shapingba, Xiao Zhang, we have the same personality. ”

Zhang Jue laughed: "It seems that Uncle Qu's research on the golden mean is also very fine." ”

Qu Moxin sighed: "There is no way, the sentence that Ma Wuye grass is not fat is only useful for doing business." Xiao Zhang, you look like an official. ”

Zhang Jue didn't reply, sighing bitterly in his heart, who said it wasn't?

No matter how much they discussed, no matter how they analyzed, both of them always believed that this was not something that could be analyzed at all. The final decision is still on Mo Rongmao, and there is no way to influence him.

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At noon, Zhang Jue took the first step and came to the CPPCC with Li Ding.

This time, everyone is still far away from Zhang Jue. Although Mo Rongmao sent him a red plum, everyone thought that it was more of Mo Rongmao's politeness to him, personal friendship is personal friendship, and business is business.

As soon as Zhang Jue got out of the car, there was an uproar in the field, and a Highlander drove quietly, which was Mo Rongmao's temporary car in Jiangbei, and the government assigned it to him.

Everyone who was about to enter the CPPCC stopped, and their faces were full of enthusiasm. Greeted him.

"Mr. Mo, it's really early."

"Mr. Mo, come, smoke a cigarette."

"Did Mr. Mo eat well?"

“……”

Sycophancy. Mo Rongmao kept raising his hands, showing politeness without losing etiquette. No one could find fault with him anyway.

Zhang Jue wondered in his heart, why didn't Mo Rongmao step on it?

The point to explain is that in the system, or in the business world. The time and order of each person's arrival are all exquisite.

The lower the status, the sooner you have to arrive.

The higher the status, the more you have to be the last to arrive. Even if you arrive early, you'll have to drive around the neighborhood a few times and pedal around.

Mo Rongmao arrived with Qu Moxin in the morning, but at noon, he was present with Zhang Jue.

Although Zhang Jue was strange, he didn't think much about it, and walked over with a smile: "Mr. Mo met again." ”

directly ignored Jiang Xiaoyun behind Mo Rongmao. Ignore those resentful eyes.

Mo Rongmao and Zhang Jue shook hands: "Let's go, let's go in together." ”

Everyone sent Mo Rongmao's stars and moons inside, and at the end, Mo Rongmao touched his pocket and wanted to give Zhang Jue a cigarette, but he felt empty: "Xiaoyun, you help me buy a few packs of cigarettes." ”

Jiang Xiaoyun nodded and turned to leave.

"Mr. Mo, we have cigarettes."

"Haha, there is no reason for you to send me smoke. You are all outstanding people in Jiangbei, and I, a foreigner, are here. I should have given you smoke, and I should have scolded you. ”

Mo Rongmao said with a smile.

The goodwill in everyone's hearts has risen greatly, and for this reason, the richer the person. In fact, the more you can get along with people, the less you are poor and exquisite, and the less you will judge people by their appearance.

"Mr. Mo, what you said ......?"

"Squeak~"

"Bang!"

Suddenly, an extremely harsh sudden braking came from behind everyone. Then, there was a bang.

Everyone was shocked. Look back.

But I saw that on the road that was originally sparse and clean, a bloody road appeared, and a piece of minced meat was evenly spread on the charred tire prints.

A white Seahorse SUV was strewn all over the ground and crashed into a power pole on the side of the road, the front engine was completely dented inside, and a sparked power line was attached to the body, sending out puffs of green smoke from inside.

There were two people lying on the ground.

No, it's two people.

Wearing a warm-colored uniform and flesh-colored stockings, he looks good, it is Jiang Xiaoyun.

Jiang Xiaoyun's body has been divided into two, the upper body is at the end of the road, and the lower body is at the other end of the road.

The SUV first knocked her down, and then ran over her directly, crushing Jiang Xiaoyun in two.

A large group of people standing at the door of the CPPCC were stunned, all dumbfounded, and still did not react to what was going on.

Rao is Zhang Jue knew early on that Jiang Xiaoyun would die, but now that he died in front of his eyes, it was still unbelievable. Subconsciously, Zhang Jue glanced at Mo Rongmao beside him, but saw that Mo Rongmao was holding a cigarette in his mouth, and he even forgot to smoke, and his face was full of shock and stunned.

But Zhang Jue still had to praise him as an actor, looking at his eyes on the surface, a trace of happiness flashed in Mo Rongmao's eyes. The eyes are the windows to the soul, and the eyes cannot deceive people.

seemed to notice Zhang Jue looking at himself, Mo Rongmao turned his head and looked at Zhang Jue for a moment, a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and he showed a smile apologetically, the smile flashed away, but Zhang Jue knew that this was clearly an expression language he made for himself.

What do you mean?

Zhang Jue's heart was secretly moving.

"Xiaoyun!"

A thunderous shout brought out infinite grief and indignation, resounding throughout the silent scene.

Mo Rongmao's leather shoes ran away, and he ran to the scene like crazy, tears rolling down, but he stood in front of Jiang Xiaoyun's upper body and stomped his feet anxiously.

"Xiaoyun, Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you, Xiaoyun? Xiaoyun, you don't have anything to do, Xiaoyun. ”

Mo Rongmao cried, crying like a child, stamped his feet for a while, knelt on the ground again, stroked Jiang Xiaoyun's bloody hair, and muttered to himself in an emotional breakdown. Those who hear it weep, and those who hear it are sad.

"Call 120!"

A shout came, and everyone woke up like a dream, swarming to the scene, and then swarming to the scene, and then swarming again didn't know what to do.

There is not even a single wounded person on the ground, but only two bodies, how is this good? It's miserable.

Zhang Jue was stunned at the door, and suddenly understood what Mo Rongmao meant. The secret way in my heart is not good.

Zhang Jue gasped and looked at Mo Rongmao, who was kneeling on the ground and grieving himself, only feeling that this man was so scheming and so deep in the city.

Li Ding saw that Zhang Jue's face was wrong, and asked softly while walking with Zhang Jue, "What's wrong?" ”

Zhang Jue clenched his fists, gritted his teeth and said, "Brother Li, get ready, I'm going to carry the black pot this time." (To be continued.) )