Volume 2 Entering the Beijing Division Chapter 142 The Singer of the End of the World (1)

After Lin He came in, Hou Shigui asked:

"What about Huang Dushi? But still in the main hall? ”

Lin He shook his head and said:

"Huang Dushi said that he had something to do, so he went."

This cousin is already at such a point, and he is still afraid of the head and tail, the head of the rat at both ends.

No wonder he has the resources and connections of the Huang family, and at this age, he is only serving in the city of Liupin.

But my 10,000 taels of silver are not so easy to hold.

Hou Shigui said:

"Go and bring a message to my cousin, today my little nephew has just taken office, and I want to set up a banquet to invite my colleagues in the evening, and I am familiar with one or two.

Please invite your cousin and your cousin's colleagues to join the dojo and have a good time. ”

After Lin He went out, Hou Shigui stretched his waist and walked out of the household to the tea stall where Bao Ji and the others were resting.

"Childe."

Bao Ji and Xiang Xu bowed their hands.

Hou Shigui waved his hand and motioned for the two to sit down before saying:

"Lao Xiang, you go find a restaurant, I'm going to hold a banquet tonight to invite my colleagues, Lao Bao, you go and talk to your cousin, let Jing Nuannuan be ready to appear tonight."

After the two of them left, Hou Shigui was about to sit on the tea stall for a while before leaving.

Unexpectedly, a middle-aged man in his thirties suddenly came up, grinned at Hou Shigui, and grabbed the leftover wine from Bao Ji and Xiang Xu and drank it in a big gulp.

Such drunkards have no money to drink, and they specialize in picking up the leftover wine left by others in the tea stall wine shop.

Hou Shigui was also used to seeing it, so he didn't say anything.

On the contrary, he has beautiful facial features, although he is picking up leaks, but sitting on the tea stall, he seems to be the main master.

This man is also interesting:

"Xiao Er, let's have another pot of good wine, two side dishes, and I should invite this brother to the table."

As he spoke, Hou Shigui threw some loose silver on the table and was about to get up and leave.

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man suddenly stopped him:

"Let's live, if you don't have any merit, you can eat the good wine and good food yourself."

Hey? It's a bit of a bone.

However, Hou Shigui showed a look of disdain:

"You've picked up the leftover wine and drunk it, and you're still talking about it for nothing?"

The middle-aged man was not only not half ashamed, but pointed to the leftovers on the table as a matter of course:

"What people don't want, I take it for myself, it's fair and righteous."

At this time, the shop also served all the food and drinks.

Hou Shigui shook his head with a smile, and didn't touch the wine and food, so he went back to the household by himself.

However, this middle-aged man was thoughtful when he saw the back of Hou Shigui leaving.

He doesn't want it, I'll take it myself?

It's an interesting person, much more interesting than those stupid people.

Thinking about it, the middle-aged man was not polite, picked up the flask and poured a large sip of wine into his mouth.

After returning to the Duzhi Division and holding another errand, Hou Shigui simply didn't bother to go back to the inn again, and made an appointment with Tan Xingwei, Lin He and other four people.

After waiting for a while, Huang Hanhai was late with the two of them.

After Huang Hanhai's introduction, he brought these two people to be the children of the Huang family who worked in the household department.

It's just that one of them is a scrivener, and the other is the head of the household department.

The official positions are not big.

After seeing each other, Hou Shigui led everyone towards the restaurant set by Xiang Xu.

It's just that Huang Hanhai brought these two people, and they all looked reluctant on their faces.

Especially Huang Jin, the head of the household department.

He is the head of the household department, and his rank is from the eighth grade.

It is two grades higher than Hou Shigui, the head of the degree branch.

So on the way, he kept his face on his shoulder, and he didn't say a word.

If it weren't for Huang Hanhai being the elder of the clan, he wouldn't want to come.

And although the scribe didn't show it so obviously, he also looked powerless and ignored Hou Shigui's conversation.

Especially after hearing that the restaurant that Hou Shigui booked was not Dingfeng Building, Huang Jin's face was even darker to the extreme:

"Third uncle, I came here for your sake!

If there is such a thing in the future, don't call me! ”

Huang Hanhai also smiled a little awkwardly and didn't say anything.

However, Na Lin He said to Hou Shigui with a flattering face:

"The director has just taken office today, it stands to reason that we should treat the host to the east, how can we let the director break the bank?"

As he spoke, he winked his eyebrows at Tan Xingwei and the three of them.

It took a long time for the three of them to understand what Lin He meant, and then they agreed.

Hou Shigui didn't want to listen to their flattery, so he waved his hand and said:

"You don't have much money, so how can I make you pay?

Although I have relieved the homeless, but there is also some money to make a living under my hands, and I also have some surplus money in my hands. ”

But he didn't want his words to fall, so Huang Jin sneered:

"Hey, hey! Got interested? A shabby restaurant that has never even heard of the name is like a lot of money, what are the interests of eating chaff vegetables? ”

Although this guy is talking to himself, he does not shy away from others.

So everyone present heard his words at a glance.

Tan Xingwei has a fatal handle in the hands of Hou Shigui, Mo said that inviting them to eat chaff is to invite them to go up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, so they have to go.

Therefore, although he agrees with Huang Jin's words in his heart, he says:

"Director Huang's words are wrong, and Director Hou has just arrived in Beijing, and he has scattered his wealth to help the homeless, and he is already shy in his pocket.

I should have cut down on food and clothing and save my life, but I still have to spend money to feast on me, and I should be grateful! ”

It was naturally Tan Xingwei who said this, and although the remaining two principals also considered some words, they all felt a little red in their hearts.

Or Tan Xing is shameless for this guy, this is said in a grand manner, his face is not red and his heart is not beating.

But everyone present, including him, felt that this Hou Shigui was also slamming the door.

A shabby restaurant that has never even heard the name can have good wine and good food?

As soon as this guy made a move, he went bankrupt to help those homeless people who didn't know him, and invited his colleagues to eat but was so stingy.

Some of the end are small and big, and I don't know how important they are.

Even Huang Hanhai sighed in his heart, after all, the Hou family was too used to this kid, alas.

How do they know that the restaurant is the property under Hou Shigui's new property under Guo Lianqing's new project.

Now all the money rewarded by His Majesty has been spent, and there is only one way to get the money, except for perfume.

In line with the principle that fat water does not flow into the fields of outsiders, he will not go to other restaurants for banquets.

Besides, his real purpose today is not to entertain and eat.

It's about selling the singers.

Today's banquet is the beginning of the opening of his own intelligence network and the change of Chujing's romantic field!

"Remember, Master Sen, I finally begged grandpa to tell grandma, and only because of the relationship can the official of the household department appreciate your face and ask you to sing songs.

If anyone messes up with Master Sen, he will go to the mass grave with those stupid girls to feed the wild dogs! ”

In a newly renovated but deserted restaurant.

Pawson stood in the lobby, coercing and seducing Jing Nuannuan and the four singers beside her.

Thinking of those sisters who disappeared inexplicably, Jing Nuannuan felt a burst of despair in her heart.

The sisters who returned you and me before were thrown into a mass grave overnight to feed wild dogs.

Whoever is there is also the pathos of sympathy.