Song Wenshan has been working in politics and law for so many years... How can you not know that Bian Wenxin is talking nonsense,

He hugged Lin Yuanfang's shoulders and asked Bian Wenxin with a sneer: "Do you know who he is?" Even if Bian Wenxin knew who Lin Yuanfang was at this time, he could only pretend to be confused, not to mention, he really didn't know how old Lin Yuanfang was?

Yuan Wenbin had already followed in at this time, he knew that it was time for him to show loyalty, so he poured a glass of wine very cleverly, and said respectfully to Lin Yuanfang: "Mayor Lin, I salute you!" Bian Wenxin's mind suddenly emptied, and he subconsciously blurted out: "Mayor Lin? Where did Mayor Lin come from? He knew that he was the third-in-command of the High Court, and Yuan Wenbin was just the president of the First Criminal Court who had just been transferred for less than two months, even if it was to curry favor with Song Wenshan, the number one, there was no need to risk offending himself, the third-in-command? So there is only one possibility, what kind of bird feather mayor surnamed Lin has a big background, even bigger than Song Wenshan, is this just possible? Looking at this white face, he is only twenty-five or sixteen years old, how can he become the mayor?

Lin Yuanfang didn't look at Bian Wenxin, picked up his wine glass, and smiled at Yuan Wenbin: "Old Yuan is good, let's do it!" Raising his neck, the wine went down his throat, and from beginning to end, he didn't look at Bian Wenxin, even a glance.

"Two of my old friends have made an appointment to get together today, let's get busy first!" After all, Song Wenshan has been a leading cadre for many years, and this eviction order is very extreme. Song Wenshan knew very well in his heart that the so-called eating of soft rice must be because of women. There were many people at the scene. It's better to drive Bian Wenxin away first, anyway, you won't be able to run him away in the future.

"Song Yuan, I really should fight, I really didn't know you were here! Your old friend is my old friend! Since I'm here, I have to drink a few glasses of wine with you, don't I? Bian Wenxin was unwilling to leave like this. He pondered for a moment, Lin Yuanfang was so young, at most he was the deputy mayor of a county-level city. Yuan Wenbin's respectful trick just now is estimated to be iron-hearted to curry favor with Song Wenshan, the leader of the high court. If Lin Yuanfang's status was really high, how could he drink all the wine that Yuan Wenbin toasted? A boy with a background will never be like this!

Yes, most of the people surnamed Lin are also deputy department-level cadres. If that's the case,

In any case, it is impossible for Song Wenshan to turn his face against him, the third-ranked vice president of the High Court, for the sake of a deputy department-level cadre!

In Bian Wenxin's opinion, the interest of sweeping Song Wenshan today is actually nothing. After all, the two have worked together for so many years, and the relationship is usually not good, but at least it is not bad.

Bian Wenxin knew that he could not shake Song Wenshan's status, and he had been following Song Wenshan's pace in the high court, and he could cooperate quite well, at least he had never provoked Song Wenshan, and he barely maintained a delicate balance.

How could Song Wenshan not know Bian Wenxindi's thoughts? Seeing that the relationship is usually okay, he woke up and said: "If our two old friends want to say a few words of self-consideration, don't mix them here." Also, if you do something wrong, apologize quickly, it's still too late! "Song Yuan, I drank too much wine, a little gaffe, I'm sorry everyone, today's meal, I invited, it's an amend!" Bian Wenxin pretended not to understand Song Wenshan's hints, he thought to himself, no matter how domineering Old Song is, in the team, he always needs my support, right? The deputy mayor of a county-level city with a bigger fart still wants me to apologize, so how can Lao Tzu get mixed up in the provincial capital in the future?

Song Wenshan saw that he was stubborn, and he was too lazy to waste his tongue. offended Ren Sizhe's grandson, and if you don't apologize quickly, can this car be played? A behemoth like the Ren family, just stretching out a finger casually, can make people like Bian Wenxin die I don't know how many times! Anyway, since Bian Wenxin refuses to apologize, let him be. Anyway, this Bian Wenxin has recently climbed a high branch, and he is a little arrogant, if he can use Lin Yuanfang's hand to take him down, it is actually a good ending.

"Alright, alright, don't mix it here, button up your clothes again! What does it look like? Of course, Song Wenshan couldn't introduce Lin Yuanfang's true identity to Bian Wenxin, he just drove him away.

"Dean Song, don't drive me away, okay? I've only had a few drinks, but I haven't eaten a bite of food yet. "Bian Wenxin didn't know which tendon was wrong in his head today, the more Song Wenshan bombarded him, the more energetic he became. didn't wait for Song Wenshan to speak, dragged a chair and sat down beside Song Wenshan, reached out and grabbed the chopsticks.

Lin Yuanfang didn't want to pay attention to the bad things between Bian Wenxin and Mao Wenjuan, but Bian Wenxin was lying in the private room with a dead face, and his purpose was to come at him.

Good son, the tiger is not mighty when I am a sick cat? However, after all, Lin Yuanfang is already a cadre at the level of the deputy department, and he can't do things without considering his personal image, since Lao Song was present today, Lin Yuanfang didn't want to do anything rude, so he simply turned his head and chatted with Yuan Wenbin.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a hearty laugh from the door: "Brother from afar, you won't say hello to me when you arrive in Xiangyang City, you secretly come to meet Lao Song, what are you two doing?" Everyone looked at the door at the same time, and saw Bao Changhai, who was dressed in the uniform of a major general, appeared majestically at the door of the private room. Behind him, a black tower-like colonel officer was holding a delicate briefcase under his ribs, standing energetically like a door god, stretching out his hand and not squinting.

"Commander Bao!" Bian Wenxin shouted, and the chopsticks in his hand fell to the ground, making a crisp sound. I can't complain about Bian Wenxin's courage, Bao Changhai's background is too big, his position as a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee and commander-in-chief of the Provincial Military Region is still secondary, the key is that Bian Wenxin clearly knows that Bao Changhai is a direct descendant of the Bao family, one of the eight red families of the Republic, such a background, even the provincial party committee leader Shangguan Shenxue and Governor Zeng Bin have to give Bao Changhai some face, not to mention Bian Wenxin, a vice president of the High Court?

Bao Changhai strode in, took Lin Yuanfang's hand and shook it violently, his attitude was as enthusiastic as the sun at noon in midsummer. Bian Wenxin looked cold on the side, as if he had fallen into an ice cave on a cold day, and his body trembled involuntarily. God, this surnamed Lin is just a deputy county-level mayor, how did he get involved with Bao Changhai? It's not about taking your own life!!