The "Xiao Chang" in Kong Xuezhen's mouth, the "Chang Section Chief" in Kong Tao's mouth, whose real name is Chang Yi, has worked in the Health Bureau for five or six years, and has been unknown and has not made any progress. Until a bureau held a meeting, he was inadvertently noticed by Director Kong. After the meeting, he was invited into the director's office. In the evening, I walked out of the office building with the director. When I went to work the next day, everyone saw him with a smile on his face and was polite. Became a celebrity in the bureau overnight. No one cares where he slept yesterday or how he spent it. Only the girlfriend who didn't look great kept interrogating in WeChat, why didn't she answer the phone last night. Chang Yi enjoyed the pride he had never felt before, and at the same time turned off WeChat on his mobile phone.

Although, on this day, Changyi has been feeling very tired and yawning. However, he was in a good mood, and he had every reason to believe that he was beginning to have good luck and ushered in the spring of his life. From time to time, Changyi, who laughs dementia, knows who the noble person who brings him good luck is. Therefore, when it was still very early before the end of work, he asked the leader for leave and came to a restaurant called "Niu Sanbao" early, so that he could replenish his nutrition and thank his nobles twice as much in the evening.

Spring is here, and the harvest days are just around the corner. However, at noon not long ago, Changyi had not had time to harvest a bumper harvest, and directly entered the cold winter.

Just as spring arrives for no reason, winter doesn't need to be explained. Chang Yi watched the section chief throne in his hand slowly transfer from his side to an opponent's side, but he couldn't figure out why, but he just knew that the room card that he had always treasured in his wallet was asked to go back by a phone call. The caller was only the director's secretary.

The bold Kong Gongzi sent the drunk Chang Yi to a nearby hotel and asked him to have a good rest. Although Chang Yi's tongue is a little big, his brain is unusually clear. Through Kong Tao's words just now, he judged who the enemy was, and even deduced that Kong Tao didn't know, and he didn't want to say it if he knew. Kong Tao is very correct in saying that this is not a society that can do it alone.

The brain quickly devised a way to get revenge. Kong Tao is very satisfied with his IQ, and he can still have such a quick mind after being drunk. Letting go of his thoughts, Chang Yi suddenly remembered an interesting thing: after rectifying the wine, no matter how Kong Tao showed his affection for him, he never shouted "brother" because he was older than him, but always called him "Section Chief Chang". Thinking of this, Chang Yi couldn't stop laughing, Lao Tzu is your elder!

For his own future, in order to vent the evil anger in his heart, Chang Yi showed a vigorous and resolute style.

When night falls, the lights are dim, and the rush of people and traffic either rushes to the warmth of home or to the place where the nightlife begins. In a private room near the street from a restaurant on the street, the smoke was thick with a table full of dishes, and a dozen men sat around. At the top of the host's seat sat Chang Yi in a suit, who was busy filling the wine glasses on the table while watching and checking the time from time to time.

Just over halfway through the dish, the two bottles of liquor were empty. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, everyone's interest has just been raised. Chang Yi raised his hand and looked at his watch, the cigarette was extinguished in the ashtray, and said to everyone: "Let's go!" "There is a sense of déjà vu of the police and bandit TV series in the eighties and nineties of the last century.

A few small cars whizzed through the dimly lit streets. The neon lights flashed with four big words, "Jinxing Ice Crown" is everyone's destination. Aggressively pushed open the door of the hotel, and coughed arrogantly at the bar: "Health Bureau inspection!" A flathead dangled in front of the bar with a small notebook. The waiter at the bar was about to reach out and take it, but the flat head was casually put back in his pocket.

A drunk person can't talk normally, a group of drunk people can't be reasonable, not to mention the identity they revealed, which the waiter in the bar said couldn't be stopped. A mighty crowd rushed upstairs, shouting and knocking on the doors. Jinxing, who was already quiet, couldn't be quiet anymore, and suddenly became chickens and dogs.

If it was an ordinary day, such a hustle and bustle would have woken up Ye Hongjiang, who took the store as his home. Because the room in Jinxing's office and dormitory is on the second floor, near the staircase. However, today Ye Hongjiang is not here.

The manager on duty who came in a hurry laughed and dissuaded a group of people led by Changyi, while apologetically comforting the various guests who were woken up. The phone in his hand wanted to call out several times, and he pressed the idea of going several times.

Looking at the men and women with angry faces and disheveled clothes, Chang Yi suddenly had a brilliant idea. While the manager on duty was hesitating, he made a phone call.

Watching a pair of unknown men and women being taken out of the Jinxing Hotel by the police, Chang Yi was a little fluttering. First-hand evidence that the Jinxing Hotel does not meet the sanitary conditions, one assists the police in destroying a nest of heroes. Chang Yi can take it for granted that he, the "section chief" who has been called for half a year, can finally live up to his name, even if he is no longer favored in front of the director. Chang Yi clearly remembered that he didn't drink a drop of alcohol tonight, but he felt a little dizzy. The police at the head thanked him, which made him want to get drunk even more.

In general, there are a few rooms with a good environment, a relatively secluded location, and some grade rooms for distinguished guests. Although Jinxing is small and not very classy, it also has one such room. To say that the professional level of the police is not ordinary, they skillfully judged the location of this guest room and skillfully rushed into the guest room.

The vertiginous Chang Yi rushed in with the police with a look of admiration. In the middle of the room, next to the large bed, stood a man who was not burly, but had well-proportioned lines. The only underwear on his body couldn't stop the man's surprise and confusion. A sneer appeared on Chang Yi's face, "Whatever, dare to fight with Lao Tzu!" ”

The ridicule of the enemy did not affect his curiosity about the woman curled up at the head of the bed wrapped in a quilt. Through the woman's unkempt hair, Chang Yi saw a pair of familiar eyes. Four eyes and one pair, those eyes gradually changed from the initial shame to anger and a message of implicit murder.

These eyes shocked Chang Yi too much. Shocked, he couldn't wait to slap himself twice: "Why am I so cheap!" It's so cheap that I have to keep up and take a look. She probably didn't see me. She stared straight into his eyes and told him that it was impossible if she didn't see it.

From joy to loss, Chang Yi only took a few minutes. Mu Nadi stood at the door of the Jinxing Hotel and watched the whistling police car pull the shrill siren away. Chang Yi turned around and disappeared from the brothers and friends who were like each other when he came.

Chang Yi didn't know how he got back to his home, he only remembered the words he said when he drank his last sip of wine - "This is a trap!" ”

The daily habit made Chang Yi wake up on time, shake his groggy head, and wash mechanically, and the events of last night occupied his brain again. He punched the mirror in hatred, and a cut in the glass shard, a drop of blood oozed from the shard. Looking at the red mark on the ground, he suddenly felt tired of his work, especially reluctant to face those familiar and unfamiliar colleagues.

If he could, he would like to flee to the ends of the earth, but he couldn't. I lit a cigarette and walked out of the house.

The front door of the office building was as bustling as usual, and the colleagues in front of and behind him were in the same hurry as usual. Chang Yi always felt that they were sweeping over him, intentionally or unintentionally.

The daily work meeting starts on time, which is a manifestation of the director's tough work style. It's just that it wasn't the director who appeared in the host position today.

The deputy bureau said, "The director has something to do, and I will preside over today's meeting." It aroused Chang Yi's reverie, perhaps the scene in his brain was too absurd, and the laughter that he couldn't help but appeared in the sky above the conference room. Anger and inexplicable eyes were cast in all directions to the corner where Chang Yi was.

The episodes in the meeting did not affect the course of the meeting. The content of the meeting did not bother Chang Yi with the melancholy after the gaffe.

When Chang Yi was melancholy, his bureau chief was lying on Ye Hongjiang's chest looking at the sleeping little man, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt good-looking, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it. I couldn't help but think back to last night-

It's not uncommon for a bureau chief to find a junior, whether the bureau chief is male or female. When the director was looking for a junior, he was invited to the police station as a ****, although it was not a big deal, but it was good to say that it was not good.

He was pushed into a police car and huddled with a group of disheveled men and women. It's not that hard to solve, and she has a thousand ways to walk into the police station and walk out unharmed. However, either way you will reveal your identity. She knew all too well what would happen when her identity was revealed. Thinking of this, Kong Xuezhen wanted to die.

The man on the other side didn't seem to take what was in front of him to heart, and even dozed off with the vibration of the car. Kong Xuezhen's anger was even more unbeatable, and she went from love to hate for the man opposite, and she gritted her teeth with hatred.

What Kong Xuezhen didn't expect was that it was this little man who was close at hand now, and the man who could sleep in the police car whispered a few words to the police officer led by him after getting out of the car. A carload of guests and Kong Xuezhen sat in several cars at the entrance of the police station and returned to Jinxing.

Jinxing's manager waited at the gate for the frightened guests, and apologized to them one by one. As the boss, Ye Hongjiang had nothing to do with himself, so he had to pull Kong Xuezhen back to his room. Kong Xuezhen, who had a false alarm, patted her chest and told Ye Hongjiang about her worries and embarrassment just now, and put forward the idea of going home. Ye Hongjiang grabbed her hand and said in her ear - "Joke, how can I not protect you and consider your identity?" ”

This sentence is very ordinary, and what Ye Hongjiang said is also very plain, with a bit of joke in the plainness. However, this sentence has incomparably lethal power for Kong Xuezhen, who has been through ups and downs alone for half her life. So, the room, which had just calmed down, experienced a night of ups and downs. After the wind and rain, it was Ye Hongjiang's snoring, but Kong Xuezhen's heart was like turning over the river and the sea, and she couldn't sleep enough, no matter how she looked at a man, she couldn't get enough. So, for the first time after Kong Xuezhen became the director, she didn't go to work because she didn't want to get up.

After an ordinary weekday morning, Chang Yi found that yesterday's events didn't seem to cause any reaction, as if they had never happened. In the end, Chang Yi began to wonder if yesterday's incident was just a dream after he was drunk. According to his understanding of the director, Kong Xuezhen will definitely start to take revenge on him immediately, instead of being so bland, is it the calm before the storm? The more cranky he was, the more Chang Yi fidgeted and suffered, waiting.

When Chang Yi was absentmindedly and mechanically walking towards the cafeteria, in Feng Tingting's room in the Xiujiangnan Community, Mo Yifan was enduring hunger and admiring the fashion show that was exhibited for him alone. Feng Tingting came out of the bedroom wearing one set of various clothes after another, stood in front of him, and turned around again, "Is this good-looking?" Mo Yifan looked at the slim Tingting, nodded with his mind making up for the carcass that he had admired countless times last night.

If it weren't for the constant protest in his stomach, Mo Yifan would have wanted to have a local Fa-rectification to see if Feng Tingting still had the strength to change her clothes over and over again.

"Can you give a serious opinion?" Feng Tingting held Mo Yifan's face, brushed away the saliva hanging from the corner of his mouth, and said.

Mo Yifan wiped the saliva that was no longer there with the back of his hand, "You look good in whatever you wear, so I can't see that it's not good." ”

"Then pick the best-looking one! How about this one? Feng Tingting walked to the middle of the living room and walked around.

"Yes, really good. I-" Mo Yifan suddenly thought of something? "Why do you change all the evening dresses? Did you see my invitation? ”

Mo Yifan's expression was a little serious when he asked, and Feng Tingting suddenly explained in a low voice like a deflated ball: "I saw it accidentally." I don't know you have other plans. ”

Mo Yifan knew that his tone just now was a little anxious, and hurriedly explained: "I didn't mean that. Sometimes someone else's banquet is a good thing, and sometimes someone else's banquet is a dangerous thing. So, this time, I'll go with Sanyou. ”

Seeing Mo Yifan's anxious explanation, Feng Tingting suddenly laughed with rain, "You just said that this time is the Hongmen Banquet." ”

"Dare to laugh at me!" Mo Yifan looked angry and threw Feng Tingting on the sofa. For a long time, Feng Tingting was pulled out of the play by Mo Yifan's stomach with a rumbling sound.

"I still want to go with you." Feng Tingting, who was in the secluded restaurant, stuffed a bun in her hand, and looked at Mo Yifan intently and said.

"What?" Mo Yifan's eyes widened, but he didn't know what to say next.

"The invitation card says to invite Mr. Mo and his girlfriend. I don't want to show that you don't want to give people face, and you don't want to enter other people's circles. Feng Tingting no longer looked at Mo Yifan, but lowered her head and pulled the dishes on the plate. Without him, she couldn't look at how wide Mo Yifan's eyes were, and they couldn't compare to half of herself.

Surprisingly, Mo Yifan, who listened to Feng Tingting's words, did not object, but lit a cigarette and fell into deep thought. A coin in his left hand kept flipping.

"There is some benefit to your going. However, I was still worried. So, I can't let you take that risk. "The coin doesn't flip anymore.

After listening to Mo Yifan's words, Feng Tingting was not arguing or talking.

Mo Yifan could see Feng Tingting's unhappiness, but he ignored it. First, he believed that Feng Tingting would understand, and now she was just playing her own little temper. The second is that there is no time, there is really no time.

Through the direct management of Momen during this time, Li Sanyou is no longer the shy and simple little boy, but a man who thinks carefully and handles things carefully. After watching the movie "The Godfather" once, he believes in the sentence - women and children can be careless, but men can't.

Although Zhang Qi collected very little information, it did not prevent Li San from staying up late for several nights in a row to sort out several sets of emergency plans. No matter how good and complete the plan is, it also needs someone to implement it. The first priority is for everyone to know.

Therefore, the reason why Mo Yifan didn't have time was that he was pulled down by Li Sanyou and the meeting of the nine security guards was held. It's called a meeting, but it's actually an endorsement - a memorization of Li Sanyou's various plans. Fortunately, endorsement is not a difficult thing for Mo Yifan, who usually likes to read. It's just that on the last page of the plan, what do you mean by writing four big bold words "improvisation"?

Mo Yifan, who wanted to scold Li Sanyou, saw that Li San was meticulous in asking questions, shook his head with a wry smile and left the Jiudao security.

Back at the small home in the Xiujiang South Community, a pink registration box was placed at the door. Mo Yifan was a little inexplicable, "Miss Tingting, where are you going to travel?" Mo Yifan said to Feng Tingting who greeted him while changing his shoes.

Feng Tingting didn't speak, handed Mo Yifan a few pages, and turned around and went back to the bedroom