"Director, let's ......" Cold sweat broke out on the foreheads of the two policemen, even the executive deputy director was so polite, they even had to handcuff people just now, isn't this looking for death. Regardless of whether the other party hit someone or not, even if they did, it would be for nothing.

Hearing the two policemen call the chief, the little flat head immediately knew that he had encountered a hard stone tonight, and at this time, where did he dare to be verbose, he stared at Han Dong deadly, and slipped out of the door with his two companions.

Seeing this scene, a sneer appeared on the corner of Han Dong's mouth, and he didn't bother to bother with such a gangster. At this time, the waiter consciously moved a few chairs over, and after a few people sat down, Che Jingzhang introduced the two people accompanying Han Dong, one was Boss Song of this karaoke hall, and the other was the deputy director of the Local Taxation Bureau.

While several people were talking, Che Jingzhang didn't look at the two policemen and didn't say anything, so they could only stand there, panicked, sweating on their foreheads and backs.

The people in the hall saw the two policemen standing there like schoolchildren, and they just thought they were really unlucky. Although this has nothing to do with me, everyone is quite relieved to see the policeman pretending to be his grandson on weekdays.

Han Dong said with a smile: "In the car bureau, the two guards standing next to me are a little unaccustomed." ”

Che Jingzhang smiled and said, "Aren't they going to handcuff you, first punish the meeting and then talk about it." "He's selling favors to Han. Novel Dong, it seems that it is also a trivial matter, isn't it more face-saving to deal with Han Dong like this?

Ai Mei and the others sat aside in some surprise, when Han Dong and Che Jingzhang were talking, they couldn't interject at all, wondering why the public security chief gave Han Dong face like this?

Han Dong smiled, "It's just a trivial matter, why should the car bureau care?" ”

Che Jingzhang nodded, turned to the two policemen and said, "What are you doing here, waiting to receive the award?" ”

"Let's go." The two policemen wiped their sweat and walked away with their tails between their legs.

Then the hall gradually returned to normal, singing and singing, drinking and drinking, and the scene just now was just an episode.

Han Dong picked up the beer mug and touched it with Che Jingzhang and said, "Car Bureau, I haven't thanked you for what happened last time, and when we come out on the weekend to have two drinks together, I'll call Brother Zhang too." ”

Hearing that he was going to call Zhang Changhe as well, Che Jingzhang understood Han Dong's kindness, raised his glass and drank it all, and said with a smile: "Okay, you can notify me then." ”

At this time, Han Dong introduced Yan Lin again, and the others said in general terms that they were Yan Lin's classmates, and the meaning of this was very clear, so Che Jingzhang did not mean to drink more with them.

Boss Song glanced at Yan Lin, took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Yan Lin with both hands, and said with a smile: "In the future, when you come here to sing, you will all be folded." ”

Che Jingzhang said: "What is eight-fold? Old Song, you are too stingy, six folds is about the same. ”

"Yes, yes, it's six folds." Boss Song was busy, took out a pen, signed his name on it, crossed out a few more words, and then handed it to Yan Lin.

Yan Lin said coquettishly: "It's useless for me to take it." "She is a student, and she came back during the winter and summer vacations, so it is really useless to take this discount card.

"Dizzy, don't give it to us." Amy and Zhang Xiaojia on the side are like cat's paws scratching in their hearts, the beer here is ten yuan a bottle, and it costs two yuan to sing a song, and a few people usually get one or two hundred yuan to play. A business card can be 6% off, and if you sing it a few more times, you can save a lot of money.

Han Dong motioned for Yan Lin to accept it, and said with a smile: "Boss Song's business is doing well, I have a suggestion, I don't know if Boss Song is willing to listen to it." ”

Even Che Jingzhang was so polite to Han Dong, Boss Song naturally put on a deferential look, "Mayor Han's idea must be very good." ”

Han Dong smiled and said: "Actually, it's not a good idea, I see that everyone has to have a private room when they eat, isn't this singing the same, if you make some small private rooms, which can accommodate three or five, seven or eight people, as soon as the door is closed, you can sing yourself, and you don't charge according to the song, just by the hour, it should be good." ”

When Deputy Director Guan heard this, he praised repeatedly: "Mayor Han is really worthy of being an expert in the economy." He is a bit exaggerated, but Han Dong is now a celebrity in the political arena of Fuyi County and even Rongzhou City, although the level is not high, the movement is not small, many people only hear his name but do not see him, Guan Xianping is the deputy director of the Local Taxation Bureau, although he has a sense of superiority in front of others, but he can't take that arrogance towards Han Dong.

"Hehe, I just came up with an idea casually, and the director of the management has won the award." Han Dong said modestly.

The few of them were chatting here, and Yan Lin, Ai Mei, and Zhang Xiaojia were muttering together, and when it was their turn to sing, the three of them sang together.

Liao Xiaobing's face was a little gloomy, sitting there drinking stuffy wine, ignoring Zhao Caidong's diligence. When the police came to arrest Han Dong before, Liao Xiaobing felt that this was a good opportunity, and he could show himself in front of the beauties later, who knew that the two policemen were too bad, and they were so frightened by Han Dong's words that they didn't dare to move. Later, Che Jingzhang's attitude towards Han Dong after he came in made Liao Xiaobing feel that he couldn't see through Han Dong, and he didn't know why so many people wanted to give him face, didn't any secretary of Banqiao Town rush to pay for the meal last time?

"I'll have to ask the old man when I go back." Liao Xiaobing made up his mind in his heart and decided to stabilize it for the time being.

At ten o'clock, Han Dong saw that the girls were almost singing, so he said goodbye to Che Jingzhang and others, and he still had something to do to go to the county party committee tomorrow, and he couldn't play too late at night.

Walking on the road, Yan Lin put her arms around Han Dong's arm, her whole body fell on his right arm, raised her head and asked with a smile, "Brother Dong, why don't you sing?" ”

Han Dong reached out and pinched her little nose and said, "As soon as I sing, the people in the hall will definitely be scared away, what should I do if Boss Song asks me to lose money?" ”

"Hehehe......" Yan Lin laughed and trembled, hugging Han Dong's arm tightly.

Feeling his arm rubbing on top of the plumpness, Han Dong felt a strange feeling in his heart, he drank some wine before, his head was dizzy, Han Dong didn't want to pull his arm away, and even rubbed it intentionally or unintentionally.

Yan Lin didn't notice this either, she dropped Han Dong's arm and hummed "I don't want to say" in her mouth: "I don't want to say that I'm very kind, I don't want to say that I'm pure, but I can't refuse the feeling in my heart......"

Listening to the crisp and elegant singing, Han Dong felt a little drunk, and unconsciously walked to the front of the Food Bureau, Aunt Wang's shop was still open, and Aunt Wang was talking to someone at the door, and seemed to be a little excited.

Yan Lin looked up and saw the person, her face changed, she let go of Han Dong's arm, and ran forward quickly, she didn't know what she stepped on in the dark night, her feet slipped, she snorted, and her body fell backwards.

"Be careful!" When Han Dong saw it, he quickly rushed out, stretched out his hand, and held Yan Lin in his arms before she fell to the ground.

A faint fragrance came, and Han Dong felt that his palm was pressed on a place full of elasticity, and his heart couldn't help but tremble.

"Linlin, are you alright?" Aunt Wang exclaimed.

"Ha, I've found a little white face at such a young age." The man who was talking to Aunt Wang saw that the person Han Dong was holding was Yan Lin, pouted, and said without yin or yang.