Yan Murong's meaning is very clear, the Ning family wants to get rid of themselves in this matter, just two words - no.

Looking at the door where there was no longer Yan Murong's figure, Chang Pozhi felt like a tiger locked up in a zoo, no matter how fierce you are, you will never be able to escape the cage.

Coming out of the military compound, the two did not go home directly, but walked along the side of the road and talked at the same time.

Although the smell of the New Year is not as strong as before, the streets are still full of flashing neon lights and red lanterns, which also add a touch of beauty to this bustling night.

"Wouldn't it be too direct?" Su Qingwu took Yan Murong's arm, turned his head, looked at him and asked softly.

"What's too direct?" Yan Murong smiled. "Are you afraid that the commander of Chang will jump off the wall in a hurry?"

"Nothing serious." Su Qingwu glanced at Yan Murong angrily and said angrily. "He is also the commander of the Yanjing Military Region, and he jumped over the wall in a hurry, how ugly."

"I've already given him face." Yan Murong said with a smile. "If you don't give him face, the old boy would have been popular all over the streets by now."

"Then why do you have to involve the Ning family?" Su Qingwu asked.

"It's not that I have to bring the Ning family in." Yan Murong smacked his lips and said. "It's true that he is Ning Kun's brother-in-law, but this kind of thing, do you think he should leave Ning Kun behind? - Chang Pozhi wanted to take this matter, but in order to show sincerity, the Ning family didn't want to put it out of the way, Ning Zhandong didn't want to come forward, so he let Ning Kun come forward, and it was quite beautiful. ”

"And what do you mean?" Su Qingwu looked confused. "Do you want Ning Zhandong to apologize to you personally?"

"It's a bit difficult." Yan Murong said with a smile. "He's also the top leader of our Huaxia, so I don't have that honor to let him apologize to me—but it should be okay to get some benefits."

"Alright, don't talk about that." Yan Murong waved his hand, stopped the topic, reached out and hugged Su Qingwu, and said. "Let's finally get through the two-person world, tell me where you want to play?"

"Go home and sleep, I have to go to work tomorrow."

"Why make so much money? Leave it in the bank to grow grass? Yan Murong said teasingly. Okay, you're not a tired person for the hundreds of dollars in attendance awards, it's okay if you don't go to work, and nothing will happen to your company without it, otherwise would those executives of your company still do it? -- This person must learn to enjoy life, eat when he is hungry, sleep when he is sleepy, and go out to play when he is bored. ”

"Yo, you're still preaching to me." Su Qingwu looked at Yan Murong with a funny face and said. "Haven't you always called yourself a bun? When did you become a philosopher? ”

"Actually, I'm not dirty at all." Yan Murong smiled awkwardly. "It's just that when you're in the mountains, there's really nowhere to go -- it's not like you haven't been, you think, that place is darkened at night, and there are mountains all over the road for dozens of miles, and it takes hours to drive, let alone walk—nightlife? When I went out of the mountains, it was dawn, and I had a fart nightlife, so I could practice directly in the morning. ”

"Pss

Laughed by Yan Murong's words, he slapped him lightly, and Su Qingwu said. "It's just that there are a lot of strange words, okay, then let's find a place to have a cup of coffee."

"That's so elegant." Yan Murong shook his head. "Instead of sitting in a coffee shop drinking coffee, talking about state affairs, and pretending to be petty bourgeoisie, I prefer to sit on a roadside stall to eat barbecue and drink beer."

"It's winter." Su Qingwu reminded.

"What's wrong with winter? You don't have experience when you look at it. Yan Murong chuckled. In the summer, sitting on the side of the road to eat barbecue and drink draft beer is to cool off. In winter, it's the opposite, it's about warmth – there's a little oven on the table, and you can eat it over the fire and have a glass of wine or two, and it's warmer than in the house. ”

"Then it's up to you." Su Qingwu didn't argue and said. "As long as you can find a stall in the winter."

"Underestimate me, don't you?" Yan Murong smiled. "As a qualified foodie, whether it is a five-star restaurant or a roadside stall, you must have understanding."

The two never took a taxi, just chatted while walking, and half an hour later, they came to the vicinity of Yenching University of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

took Su Qingwu into a small alley, and after turning around, rows of tables, chairs and benches appeared in front of the two.

This alley is not far from the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine, there are many small restaurants in it, all of which are opened by some migrant workers from other places, and there are all kinds of snacks from all over the world, the price is not only cheap, but also very hygienic, and it is very popular with some students and migrant workers.

They are not allowed to set up stalls outside during the day, so they each run their own business. In the evening, there is no one to take care of it, and in order to increase their income, they will set up tables, chairs, benches and grills outside to do barbecue business and earn a little money to supplement their families.

Business here is very good, after all, there are only a few rich people in this world, and most of them regard it as the best enjoyment to be able to eat a barbecue every once in a while. So, whether it's summer or winter, business here is excellent. Even if you are afraid of the cold, you can sit in the house - of course, there are still many people who choose to sit outside, one because of the fire, and the other because of the excitement.

Listening to the people at the next table drink a lot and talk about some interesting things is also a good pastime.

The arrival of Su Qingwu attracted the attention of many people.

The knee-length black skirt, underneath are two slender legs that are not bloated even if they wear warm tights, and a dark blue mink coat on the upper body, the whole person looks extremely noble and elegant, which can be described as incompatible with the scene here.

Such a woman should not appear here, so many people cast curious and obsessive looks at her.

At this moment, before Yan Murong could ask whether Su Qingwu was sitting in the house or outside, there was a noisy noise from a shop not far in front, followed by a woman crying out.

"Don't fight, please don't fight, we'll lose money if you dirty your clothes, please stop fighting."

"Xiaoying, don't beg them, a bunch of hooligans."

Then, a man's voice came, and this voice, Yan Murong was a little familiar to him.

The sound of crackling kept coming, and then a slightly thin figure ran out of the store in a mess, holding a girl in his hand.

"Huh? How is he? ”

Seeing the boy's appearance, Yan Murong was slightly different, and when he saw the blood beads dripping from his forehead and the dark green fragments of the beer bottle, a burst of anger suddenly surged.

PS: The fourth shift is over, and there is still one shift delivered before twelve o'clock.