Xinhua Room 508.

Li Ming was taking a shower in the bathroom, and Chen Jianchun was sitting in the room thinking about things.

At this time, Li Ming's phone rang.

Chen Jianchun walked to the bathroom and shouted, "Township Chief Li, Captain Hu Zuokun called you!" ”

"Take it and tell them to come here!"

Hu Zuokun is the captain of the urban management brigade and the number one horse boy next to Li Ming.

After answering Li Ming's phone call saying that he had been beaten, he rushed to the People's Hospital.

At this moment, he was waiting restlessly at the entrance of the hospital with a group of people.

"Hu Da, Township Chief Li is taking a bath in Xinhua Room 508, and I want you to come here now." Chen Jianchun replied in place of Li Ming.

"Good! I'll be there soon! Hu Zuokun immediately rushed to Xinhua.

Then a few more phone calls came, most of these callers Chen Jianchun didn't know, but the names were relatively familiar, they were all well-known, rich and powerful people in the city.

Because of the identity of the secretary's son, they all gathered around Li Ming and formed a force that could not be underestimated.

According to Li Ming's instructions, Chen Jianchun also informed them to come to Xinhua immediately.

Putting down the phone, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Chen Jianchun's mouth.

The position of the principal of No. 1 Middle School seemed to be waving to him from afar outside the window.

He was secretly glad that he had made a surprise move early and hugged Li Ming's thigh, so that he would have such a bright future today.

After getting acquainted with Li Ming and knowing that Li Ming was lustful, he did what he liked, started a pimp business, and provided him with student girl services.

These students are often poor families, and they love vanity, or they want to study and get ahead.

He used the means of lure and threat, and successively found several student girls for Li Ming.

When he first did this, he felt a little hesitant and ashamed.

Later, he found a reason to convince himself to link what he had done with Project Hope.

No, what students need to pay is their own bodies, and what they get is that they can continue to complete their studies.

Compared with climbing out of the sea of suffering and getting a bright future, isn't such a little bit of effort more valuable and meaningful?

At present, those students are also living a very nourishing life, not only do they not have to bear the burden of their families when they study, but they also dress up more in a foreign style than before.

As a result, he even thinks that he has done a good deed that everyone is happy about.

Li Feng is a very poor student at school, his parents are divorced, and he is raised by his grandparents in their seventies.

Now in his second year of high school, his grades are good, and he is also handsome and cute.

Last time, he intended to take her out for entertainment, Li Ming was very happy, and took out 10,000 yuan on the spot to sponsor her to go to school.

With this 10,000 yuan, Li Feng is still not grateful to Dade and sacrificed her life?

This is a real project, a gang of hopes!

Looking for Li Feng to come over, he had already arranged it.

He sat leisurely on the sofa, erlang's legs, and dreamed of becoming the principal.

With such an iron relationship between himself and the secretary and son, as long as he drives Zhu Junyi's old guy down, this principal position, isn't it none other than himself?

…………

It's not time to eat yet, and there are no customers in the store except for Zhang Tao and Xiaowen.

After Wu Xiaobao arrived in the kitchen, he didn't have much to do.

He touched east and west, and his heart was restless like an ant on a hot pot.

After thinking about it, he made a decision.

No way! No matter what the real situation is, no matter whether what he says is useful or not, he must say something in front of Brother Tao.

Only in this way can his flustered heart be calmed.

Besides, he is a lot older, and he has crossed more bridges than he has walked.

He is learned, but he has enough experience.

Maybe one or two words of experience may save a desperate young man on the verge of collapse.

Thinking like this, Wu Xiaobao walked to the hall again.

Wang's mother still stayed outside the door and eavesdropped, and she moved a stool and sat by the door to eavesdrop.

"What's the situation?" Wu Xiaobao asked.

"Fierce sons and they are all here, but no one has spoken yet."

After a pause, Wang Ma said anxiously, "What do you say is going on?" ”

"The young men who are usually lively and jumpy, now they are like frosted eggplants, pulling a face, and they have become dumb."

"I can't help but die."

Wang's mother cried and continued to chatter.

"Even if something happens, you fall off the list or fall out of love, you yell, shout, or cry, doesn't it have to be like this?"

"But if you have something to do, you will drink with me."

"Why are these young men like they are missing roots today?"

"You see, the second wine is gone, I'm afraid I'll shout again."

"Alas! Old ghost, I guess I lost the college entrance examination, and most likely Brother Tao fell off the list. ”

"You'd better go inside and have a look, and if you can persuade you, just persuade you!"

"I'm going to help them prepare a few dishes."

The atmosphere in the room was unusually dreary, and they all took their bottles and poured wine into their mouths.

Wu Xiaobao thought, I'm here, you should always put down the wine bottle and welcome!

I took the initiative to ask you little bunnies to drink, and that gave you quite a bit of face.

But when he pushed open the door and made a gorgeous appearance, he was directly ignored.

Not to mention applause and greetings, there was no one who even raised their eyes to look at him.

Wu Xiaobao is so depressed in his heart!

I'm also a fast-food restaurant owner, and I'm also a supernumerary member of the Ten Fingers Gang.

For three years, you have eaten more of my untold white food.

Besides, I'm much older than you, so how can I not give me a little face?

He was quite angry and wanted to teach them a lesson.

But when he walked to the table, he felt a powerful aura.

This aura oppressed his heart, and "coo-dong" jumped straight.

He suddenly felt a little out of breath, let alone say anything.

He suddenly had a feeling as if he was in a boundless wasteland, vicissitudes, sadness, and depression.

And in this wasteland, there seems to be something strong flowing slowly, like bone marrow, like blood, filling the soul and flowing between heaven and earth.

He instantly captures a sincere thing in the human heart, which is friendship that is higher than life.

It was the first time he had really touched this kind of emotion at such an age.

He was very fortunate.

Usually, everyone likes to talk about how I talk about my feelings, and how deep my relationship with so-and-so is.

Actually, most of them are fake.

Only this kind of heart-to-heart exchange, what is transmitted, is the true feeling.

He also understood in an instant that at this time, in this case, any language would be pale and superfluous.

Perhaps, only drinking, drinking is the best choice.

He grabbed a bottle of beer and threw it back into his mouth.

Suddenly, something bubbled out of his heart; There are a lot of things coming in from the outside.

At this moment, he seemed to really feel that he had completely integrated into the small group of the Ten Fingers Gang.

He could feel their heartbeats, their joys and sorrows.

After drinking two bottles of beer, Wang Ma walked in with the food.

Wu Xiaobao didn't seem to say anything, but drank wine together.

Seeing this, Wang Ma was angry and prepared to give the old man a hard lesson.

She placed the bowl on the table and glanced around again.

Suddenly, a judgment popped up in her heart, thinking that what her wife did might be right.

If she could drink, she would choose to drink like this.

What can I do about it?

She is clumsy, can't speak, and can't drink.

Then let's hurry up and get a few more dishes.

Whether they eat or not is another matter.

This can only be regarded as her heart. And that's all she can do.

It's been three years, and these lads have rushed in and out of this house, bringing her and her family so much joy!

Perhaps, this is the last meal they will have here in a neat and tidy manner.

Thinking of this, her eyes moistened, and she hurriedly lowered her head and walked out.

After a while, Wu Xiaobao came out.

He said to Wang's mother: "Go and bring the two bottles of Moutai in the bedroom!" ”

The two bottles of wine were sent by a distant relative and had been collected at home for several years.

Wu Xiaobao, who is addicted to alcohol, has wanted to taste the taste of national wine countless times, but he has never been willing to open it.

He always felt that he had to save these two bottles for the most worthwhile time.

Now, he thinks it's time for that.

He opened both bottles of wine and divided them among the twelve glasses.

Then, he took a cup and drank it to himself, wiped his mouth, and walked out.

As a supernumerary member of the Ten Fingers Gang, he should be satisfied with staying in the house for so long at such a young age.

The rest of the time should be left to the Ten Fingers to help these real heroes get along.