The sound comes from the direction of the bar.

Three big-sleeved and round-waisted men were smashing things on the bar counter crazy.

Several waitresses were so scared that they covered their ears and squatted on the ground, not daring to raise their heads.

What's even more annoying is that a man in his fifties kneeled in front of the three of them in a regular manner, shrank his head and looked like he was suffering from anger.

The three of them grabbed the chairs and wine bottles and threw them hard at the various white wine drinks placed on the bar.

There was a crackling sound, and glass fragments and wine flew everywhere on the bar, and glass slags and wine splashed everywhere.

All the customers who were dining next to them ran far away, whispering and talking, but no one dared to stand up, and there was not even a photo shoot with his mobile phone.

Li Yuanlang frowned and was about to get up to stop him.

But he left the seat slightly and sat back.

It’s not that he is timid and afraid of things, but that this situation. Li Yuanlang thought of a word and acted rashly.

Perhaps it is related to age or increased experience, Li Yuanlang no longer stands up when encountering unfair things like before.

After a few days of experience, he had a new understanding of Huaicheng.

Behind the prosperity, there is dirt.

Today, when the crackdown on gangs and evil is so severe, there are still rampant gangs and evil forces in Huaicheng. Li Yuanlang feels that this is very famous.

Just as he went deep into the people tonight, he wanted to see the true side of Huaicheng.

Fortunately, as he wished, he saw it and saw it.

Li Yuanlong was calm and calm, while smoking and observing the movements at the bar.

The three of them quickly smashed the bar.

And he cursed, yelled, looked down on everything, was arrogant and did not take anyone seriously.

After the fight and venting, the three of them looked around and walked towards the door.

One of the bald heads turned back and rushed to the man kneeling on the ground, pointed at his nose and cursed a few times. Then he swung his head and walked away with a arrogant step.

Too rampant!

Li Yuanlang's chest was filled with fire, and he slapped half of the cigarette into the ashtray, and bit his back teeth hard.

He finally controlled his hot temper.

The man was helped up by several waiters, and the diners watching the fun returned to their original positions one after another, and the waiters were busy cleaning up the mess.

Soon, everything returned to peace.

Judging from the reactions of everyone, I have a habit of becoming a natural calmness.

This is the most terrifying.

It shows that this kind of thing happened in Huaicheng people is already commonplace and nothing.

The people next door also sat back and shouted to continue drinking.

The man named Zheng said in anger: "Cheng Sanzhun is in a bad mood again."

The companion said: "The boss is unlucky, he is in a bad mood, and whoever gets involved will get rid of him. Forget it, let's drink."

Seeing this, Li Yuanlang couldn't help asking: "Masters, who is Cheng San?"

The man surnamed Zheng responded with alcohol: "At first glance, you are not a local, and even the famous Master Cheng San doesn't know. Tell you that he is not an ordinary person, He Laoer's driver, and this movie is under his control.

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Li Yuanlang accompanied the smile, took out the Furong King and gave it to the four men at the next table.

Tobacco and alcohol are the best catalysts for making friends.

Everyone lit cigarettes, and while squirting clouds and mist, Li Yuanlang learned that He Lao Er's name was He Wenjiang, the vice chairman of the He Group.

He also has an older brother named He Wenman, the chairman of the He Group.

The He Group is not simple, it monopolizes Huaicheng's iron powder industry, and it also has many companies such as hotels and real estate.

It can be said that the He brothers play an important role in Huaicheng, not only are well-known entrepreneurs, but also the richest man in Huaicheng.

It can truly reach the point where stomping your feet in the East City and shaking in the West City.

After the meal was over, I also learned about what I should ask for. Li Yuanlang and Mu Guangsen stood up and left the seat.

Li Yuanlang went to the bar to check out the bill. Mu Guangsen knew the boss’s thoughts, so he didn’t argue with him.

At the checkout, Li Yuanlong asked a woman in her thirties at the bar why Cheng San got angry.

The woman curled her lips and said three words lightly: "I've drunk too much."

You can smash things casually by drinking too much, which is enough to show how domineering Cheng San is.

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Just one driver is like this, what about He Wenjiang? Or what should He Wenman do?

Li Yuanlang knew it well, but he didn't ask in depth.

When picking up the car, Mu Guangsen paid 18 yuan parking fee under Li Yuanlang's instruction. Although they had been parking for less than two hours, it was obvious that the other party was deliberately asking for a price.

I endured it, I endured it all.

On the way back, Li Yuanlang sat in the back seat and frowned and thoughtful, without saying a word.

Mu Guangsen drove the car quietly without disturbing Secretary Li's ideas.

After a while, Li Yuanlong asked slowly: "Guangsen, how are you getting along with your colleagues in the second department?"

Mu Guangsen told the truth, "My work focus is mainly on your side, and the matters in the department are handled by Fan Liang, deputy section chief."

"What impression does Fan Liang give you?" Li Yuanlang asked again.

"The pen is quite strong, I like to drink, and I like to complain."

Li Yuanlang nodded deeply and said sadly: "It will be good for you to have more contact with him and to maintain a good relationship with colleagues once and for all."

"Yes." Mu Guangsen replied, but his heart was shaking his soul.

Before going to bed at night, while chatting with his girlfriend Zhang Zixin, Mu Guangsen mentioned the ins and outs of this matter.

Zhang Zixin rolled her eyes and analyzed, "Secretary Li asked you to make friends with Fan Liang, is this helping him find out the news."

"Zi Xin, what news do you think will be?" Mu Guangsen was still confused.

"Idiot, you think Secretary Li is a new arrival and has limited access to information, otherwise he wouldn't have run out to have dinner at night."

"It's a coincidence that he happened to encounter Cheng San causing trouble, and he was worth the trip. But I think Secretary Li has not yet grasped the details of the He Group. He wants to help him find out more information through you, especially the He Group.

Group.”

Mu Guangsen suddenly realized and had an idea in his mind.

The next night, Mu Guangsen invited Fan Liang to come out for a drink alone.

The reason is very simple. Thanks to Fan Liang for helping him share the work in the department in recent times.

Fan Liang is 35 years old this year, nine years older than Mu Guangsen, and he is not a person of the same era.

He has talent, but no mentor.

He has been working in the second department for more than ten years and has changed the section chief like a lantern, but he is still as stable as Mount Tai and has been the deputy section chief for a thousand years.

Depressed and unsuccessful, he naturally complained.

I can still be subtle before drinking, but after drinking a glass of white wine, I talk too much.

Picking up a peanut, Fan Liang smiled bitterly and said, "Muke, don't think I've eaten salt for a few more years than you. Tell the truth, I'm far from seeing you."

"Secretary Chief Fan has raised me up. Only with your help in the second department can it run smoothly. I see everything you do. I will toast you with this glass of wine."

With a bang, two glasses collided together.

After taking a big gulp, Fan Liang wiped the corner of his mouth, his eyes were covered with bloodshots, and he sighed: "Mu Ke, although you and I are both deputy section level, if you follow Deputy Secretary Li, your future will definitely be bright in the future. Unlike me, how much do you do

Life is useless.”

"If you do it well, you will have no mistakes. If you don't do it well, you will have mistakes. Sometimes I really want to give up and don't want to do anything..."

Mu Guangsen quickly persuaded: "Chief Fan, don't think so. Deputy Secretary Li is a good leader who knows people and responsibilities. As long as you achieve your work, he will not treat you badly."

Fan Liang's eyes lit up, and he naturally knew that Mu Guangsen was the secretary brought by Li Yuanlang and was Li Yuanlang's absolute confidant.

Mu Guangsen was able to say this, which was equivalent to indirectly telling him that he would speak good things for him in front of Li Yuanlang. Such an opportunity is really rare.

"Muke, I, Fan Liang, am so grateful for your words." He raised his neck and drank half a glass of white wine.

Once you have feelings, you will talk more.

Under Mu Guangsen's gradual guidance, Fan Liang, who was already a little drunk, not only had his tongue a little hard, but all the things he could say and couldn't say were gone without the interception standards, and he poured out towards Mu Guangsen.

"Chief Fan, I heard that in Huaicheng City, the two brothers of the He Group are very good at hand and have great abilities."

Fan Liang laughed and pointed at Mu Guangsen, "This is nothing wrong with it. He Wenman and He Wenjiang brothers are indeed not simple. To say that their history of making a fortune is enough to write a novel."

"Oh! Please give me a message to Chief Fan." Mu Guangsen's eyes shone brightly, which was exactly the result he wanted.
Chapter completed!