The winding path leads to the secluded place, and the quiet room is in the middle of noisy.

It's hard to see a leisurely stroll in the bustling metropolis, and everyone walking on the street is in a hurry.

Rare an old-fashioned alley, the road is spacious and three cars in parallel, the courtyard houses on both sides and the renovated store houses, small merchants and hawkers make this alley become crowded, drive a car to come in first to see if there is a car on the opposite side of the same drive in, often come here will give way to each other, otherwise the difficulty of the wrong car here is no less than the congestion of the morning and evening rush hour.

A very ordinary small door face, very ordinary home-style stir-frying, there are no guests in the house, the windows are bright and bright, there are two blockboards separated into a small private room, no sound insulation.

Zhang Shidong has been here, and when he first arrived in the magic capital to ride a bicycle around the magic capital, he once came to this sporadic section of the old-fashioned alley that has been preserved intact. The car stopped at the mouth of the alley, and took Cao Peter and Jiang Yongnian, the two big bosses with a net worth of more than 10 billion yuan, to the door of this small restaurant amid the cries of small merchants and hawkers and the chatter of old neighbors in the alley.

If there is a reporter on the financial page here at this moment, he will definitely be more surprised than those gossip entertainment reporters who see Andy Lau on a certain street. How did these two come here, could it be that in this small alley, there will be an explosive news coming out, and there will be a big cooperation between strong and powerful forces?

In the partition room by the window, there was a polite bookish middle-aged man, and his glasses did not feel a little superfluous on his face, as if it was wrong for him not to wear glasses. There was a young man sitting at the door, who had obviously seen Zhang Shidong and several people. When he saw them walk in, he immediately stood up: "Several, please come here." ”

Lift the door curtain, let these three distinguished guests step into the not noble small restaurant, as a secretary he has an awareness, it doesn't matter what you eat, it is important to eat with whom, the identity of the guests on the table will raise the level of the hotel.

"Mayor Meng?" Jiang Yongnian and Cao Peter were not people who could be easily surprised, but when they saw that the person they guessed was really sitting in front of them, the degree of surprise in their hearts caused a short moment of stunnedness, and Zuihou or Zhang Shidong sat down casually. The two of them became relieved. Returned to its normal state. On the way here, I guessed that it might be him, and I was surprised to see it.

Meng Jingmin, 44 years old, is the deputy mayor of the Standing Committee of the Demon City. The Standing Committee ranks second to last. Only slightly more senior than the Secretary-General, who had just taken over his post. He is the youngest member of the Standing Committee of the Demon Capital, a model of the rejuvenation of the provincial and ministerial leadership groups in response to the call of the country, and a young cadre trained by the Demon Capital faction. It is also the young cadres that are focused on above.

"Sit down, everybody." Seeing that the guests were coming, Meng Jingmin took the initiative to stand up, picked up the ordinary large porcelain teapot on the table, and poured tea into the ordinary hotel porcelain cup for the three of them: "Taste this tea, clear your heart and lungs." ”

Bitter tea, Cao Peter is not used to drinking it, Jiang Yongnian is very accustomed to drinking it, drinking tea all year round, and you can drink it as soon as you drink it, which is grown by his own family.

Zhang Shidong put his hands behind his head, crossed Erlang's legs, tilted the stool backwards, supported his front legs with his two hind legs, and watched the restaurant owner serve food on the table with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Have some drink?" Meng Jingmin picked up a bottle similar to medicinal wine on the chair next to him and compared it to the three of them.

Although Jiang Yongnian and Cao Peter are both super-rich and have been in contact with high-ranking officials on weekdays, they will still have a little restraint in front of the giants of the magic capital, at least there is no way to take out the state they are in on weekdays, and when they heard Meng Jingmin's words, they looked at Zhang Shidong, looking forward to today's protagonist speaking.

"Forget it, I'm easy to kill people after drinking, just eat a little food." Zhang Shidong saw that the rice was brought up, and he was not polite, he took a large piece of food, Meng Jingmin and the three of them also picked up the rice bowl and ate the rice, the delicious small fried has a fresh taste, there is no big oil, no big meat, no strong chicken essence taste, all the people present are people who are used to eating big fish and meat on weekdays, occasionally they don't need to socialize and don't need to drink, they simply eat, they all bow their heads and don't speak, and soon in less than five minutes, they all put down the dishes and chopsticks, drank tea, lit a cigarette, and the point came.

"Mr. Jiang's recent handwriting is very big, and my ears are calloused." When Meng Jingmin said this, Meng Lei opened the curtain and walked in, looked at the dishes and chopsticks placed on the table by several people, beckoned outside, made a bowl of rice, and did not dislike the leftovers on the table, lowered his head and ate it in a big gulp.

Jiang Yongnian and Cao Peter have seen how many old fritters of the younger generation, Meng Lei's performance today can be described as amazing, with his age, even in the best ranks, it is not a little worse, especially in the club, that 20% of the hob war remarks are classics, I can't beat you, but I won't retreat, these 20% are enough for people to drink a pot if they are all exchanged for money, especially after no bottom line of discipline regardless of everything, it is really not a threat but coercion.

Jiang Yongnian pushed the tea in front of Meng Lei, and replied to Meng Jingmin's words with a smile: "Fortunately, it's all some things that pick up people's teeth and wisdom, I don't care much about it now, and I'll leave it to my daughter." ”

Cao Peter accosted on the side: "I think you Lao Jiang might as well give the company directly to Dongshao, anyway, sooner or later it will belong to him." ”

Meng Jingmin smiled, saw his son wipe his mouth after eating, took a sip of tea, and handed over the cigarette on the table: "If you have any complaints, just say it here." ”

The implication is that you can't say a word out of here.

Meng Lei didn't be timid because his Lao Tzu was here, after lighting a cigarette, he burped, took a deep breath of smoke, and said lightly: "I can't beat him either, how to get it, if you want to take revenge, you have to wait at least ten years, after ten years, this guy is even more demonic, it is estimated that I am not an opponent, if he is still my teacher in twenty years, there will be no resentment." ”

Jiang Yongnian and Cao Peter applauded at the same time, a piece of jade that was about to be removed from the pulp, Meng Jingmin had conceived his son in his own way for more than ten years, and he was just short of this knife, Meng Jingmin hesitated for more than a year because of this knife, and never found a suitable opportunity and the best way, Zhang Shidong's appearance kicked off a thin layer of pulp on Meng Lei's body, making it bloom with all its brilliance.

Zhang Shidong stretched out his leg and kicked down Meng Lei's chair, this kid held a cigarette on the ground with one hand and half of his buttocks fell to the ground, he didn't care, continued to hold the cigarette, dusted off the dust on his buttocks and sat down again, and asked Zhang Shidong facelessly: "...... that thing?"

Rubbing his hands, he compared the appearance of the three-edged sword that Zhang Shidong threw to Mi Nuonuo, the meaning couldn't be more obvious, there is no man who doesn't like knives, especially the kind of post-80s and post-90s who grew up watching martial arts novels and science fiction novels, who doesn't want to have a divine blade, even if you can't use it for a lifetime, it looks good.

Zhang Shidong flipped his hand in his pocket, and a butterfly knife jumped into his hand and threw it to Meng Lei: "Take it yourself and play with it, be careful not to scratch yourself." ”

Meng Lei naturally recognized this thing, and he used to play with it when he was a child, and after taking it, he shook it twice in his hand and gestured twice.

Zhang Shidong patted him on the back of the head, and grabbed the butterfly knife back: "Don't be ashamed of you two times, I'm so angry, look." The butterfly knife came to his hand, and it completely changed its appearance, the cold blade suddenly had brilliance, and he threw a convenient chopsticks into the air in the middle of flying up and down, and saw the butterfly knife flying with the gorgeous swing, and the chopsticks were constantly playing in the air, and a trace of sawdust flew down.

For a full minute, the chopsticks were always flicked under the click of the butterfly knife, and the sawdust fell into powder, and after a minute, the butterfly knife was closed, and the chopsticks also fell on the table. Meng Lei put away the butterfly knife, looked at the chopsticks on the table, and looked at the chopsticks made of bad wood, with a row of small characters on it.

"Let's go, I still have to move at night, Lao Meng, I have to move my hands and feet, and I will be numb if I don't move my feet." Zhang Shidong stood up, and didn't say a word to Meng Jingmin seriously since he came in, and the two of them at least chatted, making people wonder if he was really just here to eat when he was invited? Isn't there a lot to talk about?

Zhang Shidong looked back as if he remembered something: "I'll make a film with a base of 500 million, and you Modu City Government can't get involved." ”

The question here was abrupt, and the reply over there was also domineering: "You can talk to Xing Wen directly about this matter." ”

500 million, I don't have time to talk to you, don't you just want to help Xing Wen? Go find him yourself.

Zhang Shidong shook his head and pouted: "Lao Meng, Lao Meng, didn't you just slap your daughter-in-law?" Looking at your little belly and chicken intestines, I found that you intellectuals are all decadent, one counts as one, forget it, I can't afford to have anything to do with you, I'd better stay away. ”

In Meng Jingmin's speechlessness, Jiang Yongnian and Cao Peter were stunned, Zhang Shidong walked in a figure-eight step, and left the small restaurant with a full and drunk appearance, and the moment he walked out, the ease on his face disappeared, and he endured it for so long and pretended to be so long, some people really don't hurt your face.

Meng Lei watched Zhang Shidong buy a string of ice cream and walked out: "Dad, this doesn't look like you." ”

It's not like you, so tolerant, the teacher is indeed a little too much today.

Meng Jingmin stood up and shook hands with Jiang Yongnian and Cao Peter, invited him to sit in the office for a while, and then did not shy away from the two, and said to Meng Lei when they walked out together: "Wen Neng mentions the pen to settle the world......

Jiang Yongnian muttered: "Wu can go to the horse to determine the situation." ”

This country is governed by literati and protected by martial artists.

He's qualified to be in that ranks.

PS: Thank you for the tips from Fat Boy Bing and Andy Chen! Thank you to Fat Boy Bing, Andy Chen, laughing at the changing world and the monthly ticket cast by the four fires! (To be continued......)