In this world, people are cold, and only spirits can make you feel a little warm.

It's a slogan that used to be used in bars, but late this night, Hogg-Foster had a deeper understanding of it.

Bar life is as cold as ever, and company people tend to stay in the office and moisten their throats with coffee when they're thirsty, they don't have time to get drunk in a bar and pile up the day's workload until the next day.

The bar owner knows his customers well, and knows that the people who come here for drinks are either company executives who can squandering their time freely, or losers who have lost their jobs and are about to be deported from the First District and fall into a low point in their lives, so he often leaves some chicken soup copy that he copied from the Internet on the electronic sign in front of the bar.

For pure businessmen, both types of guests have one thing in common.

Generous and willing to spend money.

The former is in a high position and doesn't care about money, while the latter will often squander his savings over the years before leaving the First District.

The ladies also understand this.

As soon as Hogg-Foster entered the bar, they surrounded him with bright eyes.

An old man who looks lost his soul fits the definition of a big fat sheep in each of their hearts, this kind of person is much easier to deal with than a young man with strong blood, often after a few glasses of wine, he will be drunk and unconscious, at least a few glasses of wine will pour them a lot of gold coins.

As soon as he walked into the bar, the smell of good perfume surrounded Hogg, and he was dazzled by the flowery girl, but it also made him feel valued again.

They seem to know what their potential customers need.

Soon, a barmaid recognized Hogg-Foster.

In any case, the Foster family is also a big family with a face in the coalition government, and Hogg used to be a frequent customer of this store, but when he came to the store in the past, he was accompanied by someone, and he was accompanied by bodyguards, so they had no chance at all.

As for now,

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

The strength of the alcohol and the soft whispers of the girls soothed Hogg's tense nerves, and he smiled self-deprecatingly, for he, as the de facto ruler of the Foster family, would one day take comfort from the barmaids, whom he would not have looked at at at all in the past.

The spirits soon filled the table, the words of the people were stacked on top of each other, and in the midst of the boisterous and enthusiastic atmosphere, his consciousness began to drift, and finally turned into a mechanical pouring of wine, and he saw the girls laughing and trembling, perhaps they really wanted to make themselves happy, or maybe they were just cheering in their hearts because they would get a good commission from them.

But Hogg didn't want to delve into that anymore.

At the very least, the atmosphere in the bar was lively because of his arrival, and everyone seemed to be immersed in a cheerful atmosphere, at least on the surface.

He seemed to understand the younger generation of his family who were spending a lot of money in the bar.

Sometimes happiness seems to be much simpler than he imagined, no longer need to be careful, no longer cautious in order to achieve the ultimate goal, he just needs to rain money on this place, and many people can be crazy happy.

It was Hogg's first time doing this.

In the past, as the administrator of the coalition government's judicial system, he had to always think about his image, but now, knowing that there was no hope of being elected to the High Council, he only wanted to drink.

Under the cheers and encouragement of the people, he drank all these famous wines that were piled up in front of him like a small mountain, and even if he could not wake up again, it would be fine.

In the mouths of these people, he became a wise man.

No one called him a clown, and even though he had become slurred under the influence of alcohol, he didn't even know what he was saying and still won the applause of the others.

Until he fell asleep, Hogg's ears were filled with cheers.

Later, the whole world turned away from him, and the alcohol finally put him to sleep.

Hogg didn't know how long he had been asleep, and when he woke up, the headache of the hangover inevitably enveloped him, and the whole world fell silent, the people who had been noisy in his ears a second ago were gone, and the empty bottles on the table were lying crookedly, and the scene could only be described as a mess.

In the vacant space and on his pants, there were extra vCard cards in the palm of his hand, on which were pictures of the girls, who had left their most beautiful and sexy side on the vCard, and they almost explicitly wanted to meet Hogg.

Hogg entered a state of wonder.

A headache and a feeling of fatigue swept through his body, making his vision hazy.

An uninvited guest appeared in the seat next to him.

Dressed in a formal suit, out of step with the atmosphere of the bar, the man was clasping his hands over his chest, not bothering him, just patiently waiting for him to wake up.

Immediately afterward, Hogg saw a familiar face.

"Enthusiastic citizens".

Or more accurately, the "zealous citizens" he imagined, they had never met, but Hogg imagined each other through thought and analysis over and over again.

It was also from that moment that the "zealous citizen" remained in his life.

When he gets drunk, when he is backstabbed by a friend, and thrown out of the office like a loser, when he encounters something unlucky, it seems that he can find the shadow of an "enthusiastic citizen" around him.

Hogg suspects that he has been attacked by a disruptive ability, but some in the family think he is a demon.

"Ha, you don't want to deceive me again, you're not here at all!"

This was the first time he had accosted "enthusiastic citizens", who had always passed by in the past, but this time they were so close that they had the opportunity to hear each other's voices.

"Yes, I'm not here."

The other replied in the affirmative, "But you need to know why you're here." ”

"Because I want to find out who you really are, and I'm going to make you pay for everything you do!"

"But that's not the direct cause."

The "enthusiastic citizens" beside him shook their heads, "If you really think so, you should never be here, now you should do everything you can to win the vacant seat of the High Council for yourself, only the loser who has lost his fighting spirit will numb himself with alcohol." ”

Hogg was stunned, he was speechless for a moment.

He felt as if the "zealous citizen" had entered his heart and seen through the facts he was trying to deny, but it also made them more convinced of their own judgment.

Perhaps the people in the family are right, he is sick, serious enough to be able to talk to the shadow of his heart, in the words of a psychiatrist, a sign of schizophrenia.

"What about you? What would you do? ”

Hogg never imagined that he would seek the opinion of his enemies, and he really didn't want to miss this opportunity to talk to his "enemies".

"Find out why things are the way they are, your friends have changed, but Mr. Hogg, why did Jock become like this?"

"Because I misread him, he is a treacherous villain."

"No, it's not."

The "Eager Citizen" shook his head, "You know it's not the real reason, think about it, what exactly are you missing?" ”

Once again, the atmosphere at the table fell silent.

Under the other party's reminder, Hogg actually patted his head to stop being groggy, trying to think about this problem while staying awake.

Since the "zealous citizen" is a shadow in his heart, then what he says must be particularly profound.

Jock has indeed become different from what he used to be.

Not only the attitude towards him, but even some details of life have changed.

That's right.

Jock seems to have redecorated his office, emptying out many of the things he once valued, and Hogg noticed these details when he walked into the office, which he intended to use as a topic to advance, but Jock didn't give him the freedom to play around.

He seemed to have known the reason for his visit for a long time, and gave a direct reply that he refused.

“…… It's the club, and we've had arguments about the club. ”

Some of his neglected memories are constantly revived by the reminders of "enthusiastic citizens".

Jock and Richard had warmly invited him to join a club, but when he heard that there were innovative executives in that club, he flatly rejected their offer and tried to convince them to quit the club.

In Hogg-Foster's view, there must be no compromise in this factional battle, and he believes that Jock and Richard are on the wrong path.

The conversation ended unhappily, and he failed to convince the two, who likewise failed to change his attention.

When you think about it, it seems that the relationship between him and Jock began to crack.

It's just that at that time, he couldn't imagine that their friendship over the years would fall apart over such a trivial matter as whether to join the club, and he himself didn't take that dispute between friends to heart at all.

It was only after the mention of "Enthusiastic Citizens" that Hogg suddenly realized that the High Council seemed to be such a product.

Reformist and conservative parliamentarians can sit in a conference room and meet calmly, and even reach a consensus on a major issue in a very short time.

It's a little too incredible.

"Actually, the truth has always been before you, Mr. Hogg."

"Enthusiastic citizens" duly spoke, "It's just that you've been blinded by inconsequential things, and you ignore what is happening around you." ”

“…… What exactly are you trying to say? ”

Hogg had a faint premonition in his heart, and the creep made him sober up a lot.

"The identity of the high-ranking councilors, they all have one thing in common, and it is not difficult for you to confirm."

……

Hogg was fully conscious.

And at this moment, the "enthusiastic citizen" in his eyes really disappeared without a trace in his eyes like a demon.

The seats around him were empty, as if no one had ever been there.

It's already morning, and the bar staff are picking up the pieces.

Hogg jerked himself up from his chair, his steps still vague, but with a clear direction in his mind, he met the bartender and pulled out his wallet.

"Here's the bill you spent yesterday, a total of 172,150 watts."

The bartender said, "You said yesterday that everyone's expenses are in your account, but the gentleman's bill has already been paid. ”

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Small Theatre Its One Hundred and Twenty-Five:

Monday, morning, month, year.

In recent days, Song Lan has realized the fear of being discovered by her girlfriend in the second secondary setting, and she can't be spared even when she works in the department.

Every time the two met in the corridor, Lu Xiang would wink at him mischievously, and then silently said the name of the skill of the "Universe Invincible" series, Song Lan also found that the other party wandered in the corridor near his department more often, most likely intentionally.

But true warriors dare to face the bleakness of life.

This is the reply given to him by an enthusiastic netizen.

His question was: "Urgent! What should I do if the setting book I wrote for myself in the second year of secondary school was discovered by my girlfriend? 》

"Lao Lu, give me a good time, what do you want to do?"

With a handle in Lu Xiang's hand, Song Lan's momentum naturally weakened.

"Bribe me."

The criminal Lu Xiang did not care about his identity as the head of the counterintelligence department, and openly engaged in bribery and bribery in his office, she took out the "electronic price list" she had formulated in front of Song Lan, and she no longer harassed Song Lan in this matter.

Hug, 1 hour.

Kiss, 3 hours.

Feeding, 5 h.

……

(End of chapter)