Zhang Wei walked into the private room alone, and there was a young man about the same age as Zhang Wei sitting in the room, if he looked at his dress, he didn't look like a person with a high social status, and he didn't even have time to change the suit he wore to work.

"Hehe, wait a long time, right?" Zhang Wei asked with a smile.

"I didn't have to wait long, just came in! When did you come back? The young man stood up, hugged Zhang Wei very familiarly, and asked.

"I've just come back, sit down and talk!" Zhang Wei took out a cigarette from his pocket and beckoned the young man to sit down.

"I didn't understand what you told me on the phone last time, so tell me about it!" The young man took a puff of his cigarette, took the mixed foreign wine, poured two glasses, and asked casually.

"Well, it's not easy to say this, it's not difficult to say, we have known each other since we were children, and after so many years of relationship, no one can pit you, I'll tell you about the stakes, you think about it carefully!" Zhang Wei picked up his wine glass and said to the young man: "Come, I salute you!" ”

"Hehe,, you'd better talk first!" Although the young man said this, he still picked up the wine glass, touched it with Zhang Wei, and drank it all with his neck up.

"That's right!" Zhang Wei organized the language for a while, then looked at the young man and began to talk in a low voice

SP City, the original partner of the Hong Tao family, the former old Song of H City, has been transferred to SP to serve as the secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, this is the last term, and he is facing retirement after finishing his work.

Although Lao Song is a little old, his work ability is still very efficient. He has not been in good health in recent years, and he doesn't dare to stay up late, and after dealing with work during the day, he pushes everything he can at night.

In the evening, in the city hotel, Lao Song drank sticky gruel, ate steamed buns and pickles, and watched the news broadcast.

"Tick Bell!"

The landline phone on the desktop rang, Lao Song frowned, put down his chopsticks and picked it up.

"What's the matter, so late?" Lao Song asked.

"Beijing Ministry of Public Security, Li Hongcai's phone, do you see it transferred in?!" The secretary asked softly.

"Good!" Lao Song was silent for a moment, then took the phone and agreed.

"Hey, old Song!" A few seconds later, Li Hongcai's voice sounded.

"Hehe, hello, Lao Li!" Lao Song lowered the voice of the TV and said hello.

"Do your homework for the advancement of your mind?" Lao Li asked teasingly.

"Ha Lu Ha, no, I am filling my stomach for the progress of socialism!" Old Song suddenly laughed.

"How do you feel about changing the environment?!"

"Hehe, what can you do, eight-character policy, correct attitude, peace of mind!" Secretary Song said lightly.

"A little emotional?" Lao Li asked tentatively.

"It's said that the attitude is correct, where is the emotion, and it doesn't get serious. Go over there, what's not to be satisfied with! Lao Song replied lightly.

"Well, too!" Lao Li was silent for a moment and replied.

"You were a little caught off guard by this call, hehe!"

Lao Song scratched his eyebrows and said slowly.

"It's a bit of a problem!" Lao Li said.

"You say!"

"There's a task force in the ministry! I was supposed to be involved, but I had a meeting today, and I found an excuse to quit! Lao Li nodded euphemistically.

"Named?" Lao Song was stunned for a moment, his face changed, and he opened his mouth to ask.

"Not really, but it's strong!!"

"What's the attitude of the Ministry?" Lao Song took out the medicine box under the coffee table, rubbed his palm on his thigh, and asked.

"The provincial level is a hurdle!"

"Thanks!" Lao Song instantly leaned on the back of the sofa, was silent for a long time, and spoke.

"Well, I can make this call this time, and I won't move around anymore from the task force!" Lao Li instructed.

"I see!"

"Prepare early!"

"Got it!"

Saying that, the two hung up the phone, Lao Song leaned back on the sofa, slowly unscrewed a medicine bottle, stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it with saliva.

Li Hongcai's phone call today, Lao Song already understood very well that the Ministry of Public Security had set up a special case team, and its attitude was very serious, and it wanted to study something in depth.

Why are you calling yourself? What is the delving into? Why did Li Hongcai join the task force and withdraw himself? What's the problem?

These questions only passed in Lao Song's head, and he already had the answers, his original partner was targeted, and there was a sudden batch of them above, Li Hongcai couldn't do it, so he simply ignored it.

I just got up and down!

At the provincial level, it's another hurdle!

Where is the way out?

Thinking of this, Lao Song dialed the phone number of the middle-aged man in the nursing home

H City, clumsy and slow shaking.

Zhang Wei and the young man were drinking foreign wine in the private room, talking in a whisper, and soon forty minutes passed, and the two chatted almost and were ready to leave.

"Bang dang!"

At this moment, the door was rudely pushed open, Li Ying covered the top of her bleeding head, and rushed in with a bright red upper body.

"Huh!"

Zhang Wei looked up, was stunned, stood up and asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Your brother, your brother, you're fighting with someone!" Li Ying didn't have too much fear on her face, and she said with a sigh of relief.

"Fighting? So what are you doing? Zhang Wei was stunned for a long time and asked.

"Oh, don't say it, I stood in the middle and stopped it, I don't know who hit me with a wine bottle!" Li Ying waved her little hand and dragged Zhang Wei out.

The young man looked at the two people who were out of the road, paused slightly, and did not follow out of the road, but sent a text message to Zhang Wei: "I'll go first, call us!" ”

At the door of the slow shake bar, Xiaowen took a few fox friends and dogs, all like blood gourds, full of beer foam and blood, and they were gathering together to say something.

"What's going on???" Zhang Wei and Li Ying ran out, frowning and asking a few people.

"I'm with someone!" Xiaowen's ears were cut by a beer bottle behind the root, and the skin was turned outward, which was quite scary to look at.

"Because of what?" Zhang Wei looked up and asked.

"Yinzi, just now in the toilet "selling ice", a kid came over to buy some, Yinzi still has a little to sell him, who knows that JB is a fool, rock sugar is too much, people smoke the taste is not right, there is no strength at all, and they are anxious!! Hula more than a dozen people, come down and give us a beating! Xiaowen said through gritted teeth while wiping the blood.

"The! It's light to beat you to death!! Zhang Wei stood in place, trembling angrily, scolding succinctly, and was about to take Li Ying to the hospital first, ignoring the others at all.

"What's the matter, Xiaowen? Do you want to do it? If you don't do it, I'll find someone to fix him? Yinzi looked up at Xiaowen and asked.

"Jb, I found you stupid B!! Do this business, you don't know who can pit and who can't pit it? Do you know who he is? His name is Yao Zhuo, from the criminal police team! What are you doing with people? He didn't get you in for selling ice, even if he drank too much!! You're going to fix him, are you crazy? Xiaowen looked at Yinzi irritably and scolded, then pointed at him and said, "You hurry up and call to make some money!" I'm still bleeding from the head! ”

"Step!"

At this moment, Zhang Wei suddenly stopped, turned his head to Xiaowen and asked, "What do you say his name is?" ”

"Inzi!" Xiaowen replied angrily.

"I said what was the name of the guy who beat you???" Zhang Wei asked again with a star.

"Yao Zhuo, what's wrong?"

"!" Zhang Wei gritted his teeth and scolded, let go of Li Ying's hand, didn't say a word, turned his head and walked in the door of the hall again.