Meng Fan, who returned to the office upstairs, saw a table full of dishes and a rolling pot as soon as he entered the door. Meng Fan curled the corner of his mouth. The hot pot in front of him was prepared for the seven or eight police officers who had just returned. This was the first step of Meng Fan's plan, and both kindness and power are important.

"Dangdang..."

At this time, a knock on the door came, and the door opened immediately. A comrade in police uniform came in and said, "Meng Suo, the hot pot is ready. What else do you need to do below?"

Meng Fan waved his hand and said, "No need, okay, go and do it. Also, tell the colleagues who just came back from running and let them take a shower and come over. Remember, don't talk about hot pot."

Upon hearing this, the policeman was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand, nodded with a knowing smile and envious look, "Well, that's OK, Wang Su, I'll go first?"

Meng Fan responded, and after the door was closed, he began to pick up two bottles of freshly bought liquor from under the table. Authentic Wuliangye, which is the favorite liquor of Chinese people. Maotai, daughter Hong can't afford it, old village chief, Erguotou is of low quality, the only moderate one is Wuliangye, which is not expensive and affordable.

Meng Fan put a few wine glasses, benches and chairs in the office, and then found a disc to hold it, waiting for the arrival of seven or eight police officers.

It seemed that the police deliberately attacked Meng Fan. After a long time, they knocked on the office door and pushed it in.

As soon as I opened the door, I saw the hot pot and the dishes prepared for cooking. I was stunned and looked at Meng Fan in surprise and said, "Meng Suo, are we here?"

Meng Fan smiled and got up from the bed. After this day, he wiped out the sharpness of several people, but he knew in his heart that this was just a soft appearance and he was still thinking of a way to deal with him. The best way to talk to these people was to the wine table, and then to improve the relationship on weekdays. He called brothers and brothers at the wine table on the plane, even if he didn't agree, he would be 70% or 80%.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan waved: "Come on, come on, come in, it feels good this day, right? This hot pot is a plea to you."

"No, no, Meng Suo, we dare not!?" Several people pushed me and said politely, smiling and unhappy.

"Hey, what's wrong? I still want to run two laps, I feel not hungry yet?"

Hearing this, one of the police officers waved his hand quickly and said with tears in his eyes: "Oh, no, no, Meng Suo, you... are cold and hot, we can't stand it?"

"Haha, so, I want to tell you, public belongs to public, private belongs to private, do you understand?" Meng Fan said while pouring wine into the wine glass on the table.

"I understand, understand..." several people whispered, and sat down one after another.

After filling up the wine, Meng Fan smiled and said, "Okay, I've been to the police station for two days. I don't even know your names. Let me introduce myself first?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at me, and I looked at you, and was stunned. One of them said, "Meng Suo, my name is Wang Hao."

"My name is Jiang Xuhui."

"My name is Luo Bin."

"My name is Bu Qianyu."

"My name is Xiu Haifeng."

"My name is Tong Kun."

"My name is Miao Shengping."

"My name is Wang Lin."

The eight people had been finished speaking. Meng Fan looked at everyone, then nodded, like a great official, then picked up the wine glass and said, "Drink this glass of wine first, let's talk about things."

Hearing this, the man who called Wang Hao was the first to pick up the wine glass, and the others also picked up the wine glasses and finished drinking one after another.

After drinking, the dishes in the hot pot rolled slowly. Meng Fan said, "Your name is Wang Hao, right? You see, you are the leader among them. Haha, you don't have to be polite to me. Let's eat first, let's talk while eating."

As he said that, Meng Fan picked up food for everyone, and then continued, "Where is me, I can see that none of you were assigned to the police station to work through normal channels. Is that right?!"

Hearing this, Wang Hao and the other two were stunned for a moment, looking at me, I looked at you, and didn't say anything, which was a default.

Meng Fan then said, "Eat all, don't be polite. If there are leftover vegetables, even if you are drunk, you will continue to run with me tomorrow. Okay, let's get back to the point. You don't have to hate me so much, nor do you have to be so afraid of me so much. In fact, to put it bluntly, my background is not clean. I am a person from the Binjiang underworld. Don't look at me like this. Why do you say that to you? Because I don't plan to be the director of the police station. To be honest, I'm really not interested in being an official, but why do I have to care about your affairs again? There is only one reason. What you did wrong, do you understand?!"

Speaking of this slowly, Meng Fan paused, picked up a bite of the dish, and after eating it, he said, "I know you want to play with power and make a name for yourself, right, you want to be more dignified and decent, but you must remember that a person's ability is not something that can be bullied by himself. If you are in Binjiang, I can guarantee that you are either disabled or disappearing. I didn't joke with you. Think about it, what is the poor that can bully? Do you dare to bully the people in the township government? You don't dare, you can stay in the police station, and you have more or less related to the people in the township government, right? "

Although Wang Hao and others were calm on their faces, they were extremely shocked. No one expected that Director Meng would tell him the matter without hesitation. What was even more shocking was that Director Meng's background was actually a person from the Binjiang underworld. Meng Fan, who seemed to see the thoughts of everyone, grinned with a wry smile: "Since I dare to tell you, I am not afraid that you will sue me, because I am ready to leave at any time. I still have a lot of things to deal with on the Binjiang side, but I thought about dealing with this matter before leaving. In fact, to put it bluntly, do you think it is interesting to people like you, who are from small places and small forces? Really, if you come to Binjiang one day, you will be

, I am not your Director Meng, but your brother. At that time, I will take you to play with the real dark society. Although I claim to be a gangster, I never do things that are ignorant, because you must understand that your parents are also farmers and ordinary people. You think and think about it yourself. I will not force you. What would you do if your parents were bullied like this? I am from a rural area. I can see that the biggest thing in this village is not a gangster, or you are wearing police uniforms, showing off your power in front of the people, and the people trust you..."

In the office, everyone chatted until late at night, and they left one after another. The smell of wine, smoke, and hot pot base in the foggy room were filled with thick smell. In the end, they all drank all kinds of vegetables and were not distinguished.

Wang Hao, the little gangster from the police station, also had a comprehensive understanding of Meng Fan. No one expected that Meng Fan was neither a descendant of a high-ranking official nor a rich young man. He was really working hard on his own, which made Wang Hao and others admire him. The last words were heard one by one, but Meng Fan knew that drunk words were half true and half false, and he could not believe them all, but one thing can prove that this was a good start.

This life lasted for a week. Only after drinking last time, Wang Hao and others' attitude towards Meng Suo has greatly improved, which made other colleagues in the institute admire Meng Suo's methods and grasp the people's hearts exactly. There is no news about Zhuo Qiang's investigation yet, and Meng Fan always feels something is wrong.

For a week, the police station, from attitude to style, was well organized by Director Meng. Whether this phenomenon is fake or real, the villagers nearby saw it and enjoyed it.

On that day, Meng Fan was bored at the police station thinking about how to find out about Township Mayor Li so that he could return to Binjiang quickly, but Township Mayor Li came to visit.

"Hahaha, Director Meng, how about it? Recently, the county leaders are praising the rectification of our township police station. The county leaders praised you as an official seedling." As soon as the township leader entered the door, he said compliment.

Meng Fan waved his hand with a slight smile: "Li Township Chief Li is so serious. Why are you free to come to our police station? Tell me, what's the matter!"

Township Chief Li was like an official leader on TV, holding Meng Fan's hand and laughing and said, "Haha, it seems that I have become the master of the Three Treasures Palace for nothing. Okay, since you have seen it, I will just say, will Director Meng be free tonight??"

Meng Fan smiled with contempt in his heart, and it seemed that the business was on the stage. Diandian said, "Yeah, nothing is wrong? Township Mayor Li has something to do?!"

"It's not a big deal. It's just that we old guys think that you have been here for so long and haven't gotten to know each other yet. In the evening, when we come to my place, let's have some drinks. There are also some people from the township government. Let's get to know each other first, be familiar with each other, and lay the foundation for future work, right?!"

Meng Fan snorted coldly, but as the saying goes, he didn't hit the smiling person, and said with a hypocritical smile: "Hehe, please be polite, then okay, I'll go there tonight."

Township Mayor Li was a little surprised. Unexpectedly, Meng Fan agreed so readily, and he couldn't help but feel a little proud. It seemed that he was doing something like he was really doing, and in the end he was also an official showing off. Thinking of this, Township Mayor Li felt that the first plan was successful, and he happily started chatting for Meng Fan again.

It was not until the evening that I took Meng Fan slowly out of the police station and headed straight to his home. At the same time, I also called several phone calls and called the group of people who had been prepared. Both of them walked and met many villagers on the way. Seeing Meng Fan and Township Chief Li were together, they were originally very good at Meng Fan, but now they fell from beginning to end and suddenly lost their favor.

Meng Fan didn't argue, and still smiled and greeted several villagers he had just met recently.

After a while, the two got off the road and came to a yard with a three-story building. The construction of the house was quite good. It was a three-story standard building with two thick wooden doors. The yard was covered with cement. As soon as you entered the door, a door wall was erected with tiles and paintings of landscapes. It was a standard small capital life.

As soon as I entered the house, a young man walked into the yard. He was almost the same age as him. He was not dressed very high-profile, but his every move still looked a bit gangster.

He walked over casually, took out a box of Chinese, handed it to Meng Fan and said, "Director Meng, haha, welcome, you see, I have not been at home these days. I just came back today and was about to visit you. My father said you come to my house tonight, so I'll just wait?!"

"Haha, let me introduce you to Director Meng, this is Dogzi Haitao." Township Mayor Li said with ulterior motives.
Chapter completed!