Chapter 235: The undercurrent is turbulent
Zhao Jiadi had to send Qi Shugen back to the provincial party committee compound with a few gentle and frugal **, Tong Dong heard that Zhao Jiadi lived in Amanfayun when chatting, so he took a ride, because there were more people, Han Daode was driven down by Zhao Jiadi, this uncle had no objection, and was ready to sneak away to Tian Tuyi's car, continue to keep an eye on the protection, the car was driven by the volunteer Tong Dong, steady and slow, less professional driver Han Daodao's share of the smooth flow, it is no wonder that Tong Dong, because the domestic listing is far away, get this car is a lot higher than the original price, In fact, it is not the five or six million that Han Daode guessed, and you have to add the price of almost a Land Rover, the warranty is a problem, generally no insurance company is willing to take the risk, at most it is hard to come to a batch of insurance, and send the three Qi Shugen to the provincial party committee compound, Tong Dong's eyes were in a trance, Qi Shugen smiled and asked Tong Dong for a phone number, saying that if you buy books in the future, you must go to Peach Blossom Books, Tong Dong smiled and said that Yingzi has a number, you ask her. 0906s5kf1723g2435m67j86 Don't dare to park more here, for fear of illegal parking, will be ticketed.
Qi Shugen smiled brightly and said OK. The car restarted, and Zhao Jiadi asked if he knew how to get to the Fayun Lane of Lingyin Temple? She smiled and said, she knew, she had been there three times this week, and she was giving supper to those girls. Zhao Jiadi couldn't help but ask in the middle of the night, where the road section is yīn sen, are you not afraid? Tong Dong shook his head and said Don't be afraid, Xixi is very bold, and I am more bold, so every time I am pulled by her to watch a horror movie, I don't feel anything, maybe my nerves are bigger, isn't it cute at all? Zhao Jiadi opened the car window, lit a cigarette, and said with a smile I'm very afraid of watching horror movies, so if the two of us watch it, it will be more happy, and I have to get into your arms, you are calm and indifferent, and the picture is too incongruous. Tong Dong pursed his lips and smiled, without dimples.
It's cold.
Zhao Jiadi finished smoking a cigarette and hesitated whether to smoke it again.
At night, street lights, quiet roads, dense trees, and a peaceful atmosphere. There is no need to turn on the air conditioner, Zhao Jiadi opened the hood, he didn't feel much about a flat head, Tong Dongqing silk was flying, and the small family was like a beautiful jade statue.
Tong Dong looked at him and said softly: "I didn't expect Yingzi to be a girl who lives there, she is very talkative, cheerful and lively, she is full of momentum in everything she does, and she is not a princess at all." ”
Zhao Jiadi put aside the topic and asked, "Did the Zhu family father and son bother you later?" ”
Tong Dong smiled: "No, how dare they, I just heard my mother say that their family came to visit, polite, with a 180-degree turn, and apologized, saying that they couldn't help, and they were very guilty of a low profile." ”
Zhao Jiadi continued to change the topic, "What are Tong Xia busy with that band?" ”
Tong Dong replied: "This week, I rehearsed in a basement recording studio in the city, and the place was Xixi, and she has a lot of friends in this area, and she lives at Aman Fayun at night." Xixi has changed a lot, whether she used to sing or do anything, she was very casual, she had a little temper when she was unhappy, and she actually had a headache in bars and nightclubs, so she didn't have any close friends, and she worked with the band very hard this time. Thank you, Zhao Jiadi, for being a model for Yingzi, if it weren't for you, Xixi wouldn't know the little green worms. ”
Zhao Jiadi said in an official tone: "It's gold that always shines." ”
Tong Dong glanced sideways and said softly: "But if there is no Bole, who is willing to pick it up and wipe off the dust, gold is not so easy to shine." ”
Zhao Jiadi smiled: "Could it be that you are willing to make a promise?" ”
Tong Dong's face flushed, and he said: "I want to make a promise with myself, and it is also Xixi, what does it matter to me." ”
Zhao Jiadi said casually: "Sisters and sisters don't all like to grab things." ”
Tong Dong was speechless and blushed.
Although Tong Xia has not received professional and systematic vocal training, he has a good foundation, good talent, plus interest support and training under the pressure of life, and the genre is quite wide, so that Li Qinghu, who suffers from not having a good lead singer, is like a treasure, and hits it off with this Hangzhou beauty, because Li Qinghui favors several Nordic national treasure bands, the female lead singer is very important, and it can be said that it is the soul of the team. And then there is a "supporting role" like Uncle Night Wish Goatee, if it can be mixed with some roars, it will be perfect, but where does Li Qinghui go to find a pleasing uncle who can roar out the vicissitudes of life, and the circle is surrounded by a group of little hairy children who seem to her to be stinky and dry.
Seeing Zhao Jiadi and Tong Dong, Situ Jianqiang and Tong Xia were very happy, and Tong Xia's reaction was particularly obvious.
"Dead little white face, why are you so yīn soulless?!" The little green worm screamed, pointing at Zhao Jiadi.
"I'm sorry, it's okay with you this time." Zhao Jia hugged Tong Dong for the first time, "I'm here to see a friend." ”
Tong Dong looked shocked.
Zhao Jiadi let go of his hand and said apologetically: "Uh, I hugged the wrong one, Xixi, come here." ”
Tong Xia trotted over, this time Zhao Jiadi didn't move his hands and feet, and the sisters stood beside him on the left and right, which made him cow dung more and more flattering. Li Qinghu scolded: "You are so bold, dare to play tricks under Aunt Cai's nose, hey, are you your Aunt Cai gave you a wallet to raise Xiaomi, this is not kind." ”
"Again, I'm not a little white face." Zhao Jiadi said with a smile.
"That's right, Aunt Cai is not like the kind of woman who can give a little white face a Bentley." The little green worm thought with his chin propped up.
"Little green worm, aren't you lacking the icing on the cake, my master can play the erhu, I think although you play bel canto metal, but if you add a fierce man who plays the erhu, there will definitely be unexpected effects, at least visually, it is particularly outstanding." Situ Jianqiang had no choice but to come out to extinguish the smell of fire.
"Will you?" The little green worm said disdainfully.
"Yes." Zhao Jiadi nodded, not forgetting to look apologetically at Tong Dong, who was mistakenly rubbed with oil by hand.
"Where can I go to find an erhu at this time, besides, I will go on stage tomorrow night, and I will temporarily find a gunman, which is unreliable, and I will accidentally be dirty with a pot of porridge by a piece of. So, you, give me disappear. The little green worm pointed at Zhao Jiadi, who didn't have a good airway.
"Give me half an hour, I can get an erhu." Zhao Jiadi said with a smile, looking at the girl who was used to wearing only one earring, her eyes were a little sentimental and unclear, and she couldn't help but say that she made a call to Han Daodao.
Half an hour later, Han Daode delivered an erhu on time, Zhao Jiadi sat on the bench, looking good, and the girls of the Black Widow Orchestra were looking forward to this man who had a "complicated" relationship with the eldest sister and could give a surprise. Zhao Jiadi pulled a song "Zhang Wenxiang Stabbing Horse", which was originally a Suzhou ballad, and he sang it with an erhu, in the bright moonlit night of the ancient corridor of the small bridge, a little indescribable and unclear of the quaint and desolate meaning, Situ Jianqiang and Tong Xia Tong Dong sisters listened to it stupidly.
The little green worm is at war with the heavens and the man.
"Go to the downtown studio and rehearse all night." She snorted, with a general's demeanor, "Little white face, you, follow." ”
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When Li Qinghu left Amanfayun with a group of people, in another villa of the hotel, two men were drinking tea in the living room, young in their thirties, and in the year of establishment, cynical, rich and arrogant, but full of banditry, crossed Erlang's legs, and sat opposite a middle-aged man with a rigid sitting posture, not confused, dressed very exquisitely, speaking of ten years older, the momentum should be more sufficient, in fact, on the contrary, he was holding a stack of photos in his hand, more than a dozen, all of them were the same man, young, not amazing, Just looking at the appearance and clothing, it really made him, the emperor of the soil who started in western Zhejiang, unable to lift his spirits, but the photo was handed over by the eldest prince in front of him, and he had to treat it solemnly, and the only small highlight on the photo may be the Bentley convertible that is full of 6.
"This guy is in Hangzhou on the weekend, no accident, he will attend the music festival in the next two days, it is an opportunity, you can just give a lesson, you don't need to make too much trouble. Afterwards, I promise to get your brother out of Huzhou Prison, I don't dare to say that it will be done this year, but at least it can be several years in advance. He smiled, snorted, and drank the tea in the cup with his head up, not like drinking tea, but like drinking.
"Xiao Xinye. This one is a bit tricky. The man had a difficult face and pulled out a photo of a Bentley with a driver on it.
"What kind of force value can this kind of uncle have, and the existence of waste with zero sense of existence can't be done? Have you stepped on shit all the way to the top of the road for more than 20 years? Zhang Xianbiao, you are the aunt of the vegetable market, are you bargaining with you for one piece or two yuan for a cabbage? Believe it or not, I let your brother sit in prison in Huzhou? "He is worthy of being a senior gentleman, and he speaks and acts exceptionally aggressively.
The man smiled wryly.
"Yes, the queue begging me to do something is long, you don't do it, some are people, you won't enter my door in the future." He sneered.
"Xiao Xinye, this is out, okay! The day after tomorrow will give you the exact news. The man gritted his teeth.
"Don't be like a girl, this thing can only be done, or I will find this kind of opportunity, you know my temper, don't let me pigeon." He smiled and said, his tone was gentle, and his eyes were ruthless, "On your territory, if something goes wrong, you will die." ”
The man was helpless, hoping that this boy would not be a moth.
"Give you an opinion, get a sack, put him in, pull the rope, throw the Qiantang River, don't get killed, pull it up, put it on the edge of the Qiantang River, there will always be well-wishers to see him." He said softly.
The man nodded, not taking a single photo.
Waiting for the middle-aged man to say goodbye, he took out a photo that he had never taken out, in the photo, it was the protagonist and the provincial party committee celebrity Li Tan eating spicy tang in a small shop in the west of the city.
He burned all the photographs, including the negatives.
The smile on the handsome face was hideous and playful.
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At nine o'clock on Saturday morning, in the bustling downtown area of Shanghai, a lame man stepped out of a taxi with a briefcase, entered a café, and picked a window position.
Half an hour later, a brightly dressed man walked out of the taxi, carrying a suitcase, entered the café, found the lame man, saw that he had a copy of "Phoenix Weekly" on his desk, and was relieved, sat down, and put the box at the bottom of the table.
"Mr. Huang, what should you drink?" The lame man in the cap chuckled softly.
"No, you don't." The successful man with a jīng face shook his head.
"Smoking?" The man asked, wearing an imperceptible layer of rubber gloves on his hands, which were so thin that he couldn't spot them if he didn't look closely.
"Forget it, let's get straight to the point." The successful man laughed, his voice was very soft, "Something let me take a look?" ”
"Of course, that's the rule." The man in the cap nodded, took out a private document from the briefcase that he had erased all his fingerprints, but he was not in a hurry to give it, bent over, dragged the box with his other hand, put it on his lap, opened it, and saw that the dense banknotes, his eyes were still calm like water, his fingers did not tremble at all, he randomly pulled out a few stacks, pinched them familiarly, his eyes were satisfied, and finally handed the document to the other party who felt that it was too much, and said with a smile: "As soon as this thing comes out, I dare not say that let the shares fall to a limit, at least it can make your sworn enemy lose hundreds of millions." I guarantee that the turnover rate can be 4 percentage points or more throughout the day. ”
"Is that an exaggeration?" The successful man smiled and disagreed.
The cripple smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Of course, this thing is operated by me, it definitely doesn't have this effect, maybe magazines like "Phoenix Weekly" and "Securities Market Weekly" won't be published, and if I don't get it right, I'll be self-defeating and doxxed." Or get a few forums, and they will be deleted and blocked by this star company on the same day with its strong public relations capabilities, but in your hands, it will naturally be very different. Whether it has any effect or not, you can take a look at the materials I have collected for half a year. Before this guy became the chairman, he was quite kind, but he only embezzled, stole and took bribes and other improper ways to collect more than 30 million yuan. After serving as the chairman, he became ambitious and had a big appetite, withholding advertising expenses, public relations fees, related party transactions, insider trading, and colluding with other executives and external forces, using an equity incentive plan with very low exercise conditions to obtain 50 million shares almost free of charge, and the current amount of these shares is as high as 100 million. In terms of information, there is reason and evidence, only if you are not blind, laymen can see the violations of rules and disciplines. ”
The jīng English person in the straight suit was amazed while watching.
The lame man said with a little emotion: "This guy can be regarded as a reckless dragon snake, and he dares to commit crimes against the wind so rampant." He was arrested for using public funds for MBO, and was sentenced to six years in prison in 05, and was released last year after two commutations. As for how he got off the horse and how he took the opportunity to take the position, I think you colleagues know better than me. As for the so-called commutation of sentence, everyone should know that having money to operate on the periphery naturally means having a good attitude of admitting guilt. The death penalty becomes a reprieve, the death penalty becomes a period of time, and then it operates quietly, quietly, and with a good wrist, and even can 'make meritorious service' to reduce the sentence to 15 years, how much merit can be made in that small prison sentence? Hey, off topic. It's useless to talk more, let's talk lightly and fight the small people, we can't care so much, as long as we can make a little money, we will be satisfied. ”
"Ok, I accepted the materials, one million and two million, one time xìng payment, no one will know anyone in the future, can you do it?" Jīng Ying looked into the eyes opposite.
"Of course, that's my rule." The man nodded.
"Good, I hope we don't have to meet again." jīng Ying said with a straight face, half reminding and half jǐng sue.
"Then farewell." The lame man got up, carrying his briefcase and carrying the suitcase.
Limped out of the coffee shop, there was a taxi outside the shop that prompted an empty car, but he ignored it, walked a little farther away, and continued to wait for the next one.
The second empty car passed by, but he still didn't stop it.
He sat on the third.
The lame man used Shanghainese dialect to make a string of addresses, complicated and awkward.
The driver frowned.
The cripple reported it again.
Shanghai taxi drivers are all local hukou, so they should naturally understand.
The cripple jerked the car door, but it didn't open.
Inside the store, Jīng Ying, who was watching everything through the glass window, smiled weirdly, dialed a number, and said, "Pan Dong, it's hooked, this guy is really slippery, fortunately we are prepared." ”