"My surname is Chen, everyone calls me Mr. Chen, or Lao Chen, it's all the same. Anyway, you don't know me, and I only know a few of you. ”

It is a long restaurant, about ten meters wide and about thirty meters long. The cement base, the lime plastered walls, and the plastic steel windows are rough as a whole. The people who come here to eat probably don't eat service, or even food, but the taste of the mountains.

Isn't this just an idyllic scene?

Well, the big canteen of the People's Commune?

There are already some dishes on more than 20 large round tables, and waiters are shuttling to serve food, wearing a variety of costumes, men, women and children, from time to time to blame each other for serving the wrong dishes.

Of course, the successful people attending the meeting were all extremely high-level, and they all stared at Mr. Chen on the stage. Later, the successful people who entered the venue also quietly sat down nearby, and apologized silently for disturbing others.

"When you enter this humble restaurant, you must have noticed the security measures around it, right? Actually, it's not to keep me safe, or to protect the safety of all of you. This is a tacit understanding reached between the organization and the Canghai Municipal Government, to create a tense atmosphere and put on a show. The reason why the organization has developed to this point today is that the brothers here have made outstanding contributions, but from another point of view, it is also inseparable from the strong support of the Canghai Municipal Government. ”

That stage is probably improvised, and there may be wooden planks under the red carpet? Mr. Chen walked with a walk, and there was a sound of "dong dong" under his feet. Then he stopped walking around casually, and stood somewhere safe in the middle, talking with a microphone in his hand.

This Mr. Chen has a big back, a bright head, wearing a navy blue semi-long coat with a gray scarf under the collar, and the smile on his face is like a warm spring breeze.

Of course, it is still difficult to hide the high-ranking and powerful Jiwei. But Mr. Chen has worked hard, and we can't be harsh.

It looks like six points like an official, three points like a businessman, and the remaining one point is elegant. The backstage boss who wants to come to such a big project must have a very good background.

Of course, Mr. Chen is secretive about the real background of the organization, but this can also be understood - those who are virtuous do not conform to the vulgar, and those who have achieved great success do not seek the public......

"This afternoon, I met with Comrade Tianshui, and I am an old friend of Comrade Tianshui, and it was a pleasure to meet him in Canghai. Comrade Tianshui invited me to dinner, but I regretfully declined. I said I wanted to meet my comrades and have a light meal together, so I rushed here directly from the city hall. Mr. Chen smiled cutely, and was also slightly condescending, appropriately reserved.

"You are my comrades-in-arms, and together we fought in a great battle of great historical significance. I especially want to say a word - comrades-in-arms, hard work! ”

The first sentence is all slow, but the last sentence slightly raises the voice and speeds up the speech. The comrades-in-arms in the entire restaurant were excited, and burst into warm applause, which lasted for a long time.

The fat man didn't pay much attention to what Mr. Chen was talking about, because there was a local chicken on the table to provoke him, which was intolerable.

It's strange that the comrades-in-arms have such a high level of cultivation and such a big belly, so they actually endured it.

In fact, the fat man was the only one eating chicken in the whole restaurant, and it was so fast that the chicken bones were chewed and clicked.

The comrades-in-arms at the same table cast disdainful glances, as if it was a great shame to eat at the same table with such a person.

Fortunately, there was still a vacant seat at the table next to it, and someone bent down and moved it. Before leaving, he didn't forget to glare at the fat man viciously. The fat man received contempt, and his eyes were full of innocence - I robbed him of his native chicken?

Or will it be returned to you? Doesn't it taste good when it's cold?

The fat man's hands were full of oil, and he held a chicken leg and handed it over, but the comrade-in-arms ran early.

After all, there are limited vacant seats at the table next to him, and there are three comrades-in-arms who have nowhere to go, but they refuse to pick up the chicken legs, and their faces twitch.

The fat man had no choice but to take it back and "click" it.

Lang Yuan turned the fat man by an elbow, and the fat man "sighs", and quickly spit out the chicken bones in his mouth, "Hey, who is Comrade Tianshui?" ”

"Zhang Tianshui, the mayor of Canghai City." Lang Yuan pursed his lips.

"Oooh!" The fat man suddenly realized that he hurried to eat chicken again. Whatever about him Zhang Tianshui and Li Tianshan, my brother just asked casually, indicating that my brother just listened carefully.

Huang Xiaohong on the other side also seemed to be quite bored, so the fat man grabbed a chicken wing and handed it over. Huang Xiaohong looked at Lang Yuan, then pinched it with two fingers, then wrapped the edge with a tissue, and held it in his hand and gnawed silently.

The mountain wind is hard, and the whole row of windows is closed tightly, but it can be opened.

The restaurant has two entrances and exits, one for guests to enter and exit, and the other for kitchen serving. Although the latter is also a side-by-side door, only one is opened, and the other is plugged in, allowing the two to stagger each other. There were two waiters who were right, and the people who came in poured the food on the people who came out. Then the two scuffled into the kitchen, not knowing if they had used kitchen knives.

The entrance and exit of the guests are relatively large, and there are three or four people who can enter and exit at the same time. There is also a large round table at the door, but it is windy here, the food is easy to cold, and more importantly, it is the farthest from the stage, so when the fat man enters the door, no one is sitting here.

I don't go to hell, who goes to hell?

The fat man sat down as soon as he got his ass, Lang Yuan frowned, and had no choice but to sit down with the fat man. Huang Xiaohong sat quietly on the other side of the fat man.

Of course, Director Bookworm and Director Rifu had to go closer to the stage, Huang Honghong looked back at the three fat men and followed.

The people sitting at the surrounding tables are actually from behind, and it is not easy to hide from the mountains and Haiti to find a position, so I am a little aggrieved by myself, I didn't expect to meet such a strange thing - to be so fat, it is really not unreasonable......

"I know that my comrades-in-arms are working very hard, silently contributing to the country, and creating better living conditions for themselves and their families. However, the state cannot affirm us on the surface, and there are many misunderstandings among relatives and friends. I know all this qiē! ”

Mr. Chen sighed, very helpless, and also very endured humiliation. The audience erupted in fierce applause again, and even a small number of comrades-in-arms couldn't help but cry out with a "woo".

Long live understanding!

Mr. Chen understands me!

This qiē is worth it!

"It's temporary, and I can only be cheeky and ask everyone to endure it for the time being. What I want to tell you is that we have been doing the work behind the scenes, and the upper echelons of the government and even a certain level of police are aware of and support this project. The state is regulating! Pretending to blow is also to protect our team - scare away the cowardly, take away those who just want to get rich and don't want to give, and those who are left are the real warriors. ”

"You, all of you, are true warriors!" Mr. Chen's expression was stern and he took the lead in applauding.

The applause below lasted for a long time. Someone else didn't hold back his chokes, and the comrade-in-arms next to him gently patted him on the shoulder.

After a long time, Mr. Chen pressed his palms and let the applause slowly subside.

"There are some low-level police officers, they don't know the truth, and they can't communicate this to them. And we, too, need some tension. In normal times, people may also be harassed by some low-level police, which is a normal phenomenon. Everyone has to hold on, sometimes to cooperate, and sometimes to resist. ”

"What I want to tell you is that the organization is entrusted by the state to do such a big project, and sacrifice is inevitable! Whether it is the sacrifice of the police or the sacrifice of our comrades-in-arms, it is within a controllable range. This is a real war, and there is no bloodshed in war, and each and every one of us must endure the test of blood and fire! ”

Mr. Chen spoke very sadly, and his comrades-in-arms listened very sadly. A certain atmosphere was contagious in the arena, and almost everyone clenched their fists.

Well, the fat man finally finished eating the local chicken and set his sights on a roast goose.

Well, Huang Xiaohong also began to eat goose wings.

Well, there is less meat on the wings, and it is not easy to gain weight.

Well, the fat man only gave the wings to others......

"I'm sorry that once you're arrested by the police, the organization can't use its power to protect you, it's a sacrifice. The little policeman who came to arrest us was also a sacrifice. ”

"Actually, among all of you here, there are police officers, I know it, they have penetrated into our interior. War is always done in every possible way. The police who have penetrated into our interior are our enemies, threatening our cause and the safety of every comrade-in-arms. Mr. Chen's expression was stern, and he slowly glanced at the audience, and seemed to stay on everyone's face for a while.

There was a commotion in the crowd, and everyone looked around suspiciously, as if everyone around them was suspicious.

Some of his comrades stood up angrily, their whole bodies full of strength, ready to tear the enemy to pieces.

Even if you don't know who the police are, but in this extremely competitive industry, you will inevitably make some shady petty tricks, and of course, there are people who hold grudges -- maybe this guy is really a policeman......

The black-suited thugs on both sides of the gate were even more vigilant.

Lang Yuan's heart was actually very nervous. It's been more than half an hour since I arrived, why haven't sirens come from outside?

There were 180 to 200 people inside, and 20 to 30 thugs outside.

Just me, plus the fat man, the fat man with no heart and lungs...... (To be continued.) )