Tolerance, tolerance.

The cadres of the Cultural Relics Bureau were preparing to explode several times, but they endured it several times, and they were left embarrassed and lost. Whoever knew who they were after leaving here was? If they offended the real big shot, they would instantly kill themselves in minutes.

In the end, this person endured it, but his inner anger continued to rise. Others ignored him. The Mediterranean squatting in the corner was always staring at him, saying nothing and doing nothing. Just watching it, the cadre who was at the high point of Pingjiang could not stand it.

Ma Er actually had no malice, just thought this person was too interesting. When he first came in, the guy was completely like a high-ranking official. He let the 'boy's scolding him for a few words and then he wilted. He clenched his fists in his sleeves, and could hear the sound of his teeth grinding. In order to express his kindness, Ma Er bared his teeth and smiled at him, but the response he received was the other party's glare. Now Ma Er was stunned and said, "Oh, I'll go, I look like a fat-headed fish, and you dare to show off to me?"

The triangular little bean stared at her eyes, stretched her neck and bared her teeth, trying to show her anger. Ma Er felt that she was very handsome. Didn't she see the fat-headed fish on the opposite side get angry and smoked? She was about to increase her strength, and a shout from the peacock made his expression change instantly.

"Ma Er, call the supermarket and bring some boxes of yogurt."

“Hey.”

Ma Er's condition suddenly lit up. His eyebrows raised and the corners of his mouth raised. His face, which was quite funny, suddenly changed into a slave who was low and pleasing to his eyes.

After staying here for a day, Ma Er felt that he could not live without it. He didn't care about work. Although he was insignificant, he had a lot of strength and could barely be considered clever. From the moment Zhang Shidong and others started to get used to his existence for a day, he was a not annoying person.

He likes the state of spending money here. He eats and drinks and uses the best food, drinks and drinks. This handsome guy, Mr. Que, can drink a box of yogurt a day. From morning to now, Ma Er has roughly calculated that just eating, these people have consumed nearly 2,000 yuan. He works diligently and eats no one cares about you. He smokes the Chinese cigarettes on the table at random. During lunch, he never thought that he was called to the table and eat with these masters.

When Ma Er first came to Chengguan Township, he felt that he was surrounded by others and called his second brother. Now he didn't think so anymore. He felt that this meal was the most delicious meal he had ever eaten. Although those who were eating very fast, he didn't eat enough. What did he feel? Just like he had seen his brother eat with his leader, with his eyebrows lowered his eyes and his back hunched his back and smiling. The leader doesn't take you seriously yet. These old men are really not arrogant...

"Master Que, give it." Ma Er opened a box and placed it in front of Peacock, then put the remaining yogurt in a huge refrigerator.

"You go and get some food." The old ghost took out a stack of money from the drawer and threw it on the bar. Ma Er nodded with a smile, counted the money very seriously, and ran away all the way. Just as he arrived at the door, a key was thrown over from the old ghost's hand: "Drive."

Ma Er likes cars very much. He likes everything that can make people feel superior. There are several cars in the yard, which are out of reach for him. The only thing he learned when he came to Chengguan Township these days was to drive. Holding the key, he suddenly had a feeling of a soldier dying for his confidant. He couldn't explain it clearly, and he felt that those weird people were far more sincere to him than those who respected, afraid of ignoring and despising himself.

Seeing Zhang Shidong swaying on the chair, Ma Er did not dare to disturb him. He thought to himself that Master Dong was Master Dong, but he was basking in the sun in this biting cold wind.

When Ma Er came back an hour later, in front of the antiques that he used as a toy, the people were still watching with magnifying glasses, and curled their lips. Ma Er took out the soup basins in the car and placed them on the folding table. Although the dishes of various flavors were placed in soup plates, they did not lose their color, fragrance and smell. There were more than 20 dishes on the two tables, and you could tell that they had put some thoughts at the right time.

"Master Gui, this is the hotel order, this is the remaining change." Ma Er took out the money from his pocket, and placed it neatly at the old ghost's table.

The old ghost looked up at Ma Er, and nodded and put the money in the drawer, and also put the payment order with a little oil stain into the drawer.

There are foods to eat, and there are people to live in. Zhao Meiru stayed to accompany these experts to have a meal, and then left with the official from the Cultural Relics Bureau. On the way, he said a lot of ugly words with a gloomy face and a sarcastic look. Zhao Meiru only said one sentence, which made the man completely shut up: "Xiaodong has a good relationship with Secretary Ai."

Secretary Ai, Beihai Province Ai Yuejin!

The Tong family is already unbearable, and the Ai family has no courage to vent their anger behind their backs and completely stopped.

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Ninety-nine, reorganized.

The congress just ended and Yanjing, which just felt a little more stable, once again caused a huge undercurrent at the high-end level due to ninety-nine locations.

Whenever interests are involved, there will be a cake that everyone will compete for. There will always be people who will get the big shot, and there will always be people who will not get the difference. Yanjing, which is surging with undercurrents in stability, is in a deformed stability and unity. Everyone knows that there will be actions sooner or later, either continue to divide the cake in a small range, or the high-level thunder strike will solve the problem.

But no one expected that ninety-nine places would cause this undercurrent.

Everyone had to admit that during this conference, Jiujiu Department was really doing beautifully. Under the deliberate publicity of those who are interested, the credit of Zhang Shidong became the collective force of Jiujiu Department. They thought Zhang Shidong would care about it, but they did not expect that the others had no reaction. In the end, they almost even took a punishment and left Yanjing.

The credit received was directly consumed in the private release of the thief and stealing. Many people were waiting to see Zhang Shidong's jokes, waiting to rush in and fight immediately once there was a hole to tear it open. There was no movement, until Zhang Shidong left Yanjing, no news came out, and it seemed that the thief was let go was completely forgotten.

There are cats, and there are dogs.

Some people with bad intentions are that there may be no hatred between them and Zhang Shidong himself, just to muddle the water and try to seize Zhang Shidong's painful feet to achieve a certain purpose of attack. Zhang Shidong's domineering mistakes and the silent attitude of the senior management make people feel like they are falling in fog, and they can't figure it out clearly and cannot see through it.

A month after returning to Pingjiang, when many people were waiting to criticize Zhang Shidong for swallowing the state's property, he suddenly appeared in Yanjing again in a high-profile manner. It was not a person, but an order to appear in Yanjing. As the person in charge of the Ninety-Nine Division, without any report to the superior leadership department, Su Xixi, as his agent, officially began to reorganize the Ninety-Nine Division as his agent.

"He's crazy."

Liu Xiaolong stood in his younger brother's ward, facing the revival of everything outside the window, shook his head and gave such an evaluation.

It has been a month since Liu Xiaolei was not discharged from the hospital. The physical trauma is easy to treat and the psychological illness can heal. He has never suffered too much setbacks since childhood. He is completely in a state of madness, and it is also good and bad in the hospital.

This is Liu Xiaolei's peaceful moment. He leaned on the bed, his eyes were full of hatred. Being beaten, scolded and stepped on is a trivial matter, and the scars and pains of the mountain in his body are not a problem. What Zhang Shidong left him is a joke that will become a conversation that most people talk about after dinner. He couldn't imagine how he should go out in the future, and how he should deal with the eyes of everyone after going out.

The short and fat figure lost weight in a very short-sighted time, with deep eye sockets and a feeling of bleeding down the skin. Hearing his brother's words, Liu Xiaolei showed a grim smile on his face: "Brother..."

Liu Xiaolong knew what his brother wanted to do: "Don't provoke him, the Liu family will never be the first to be a success in this matter."

Liu Xiaolei, who was still calm the previous second, suddenly became crazy. He grabbed the bed sheet with both hands, and kept smashing his head towards the wall behind. His mouth opened and bit the horns of the white quilt, like a wild beast, tearing everything around him apart.

"Ah...uh...uh...uh...uh..."

Suddenly, under the bedding, Liu Xiaolei's ankles were fixed on the bed, and the area where his arms could stretch was only about half a meter. The entire bed trembled with his madness, and the nurse guarding the door immediately called the doctor, and the sedative that had been prepared was ready to inject him.

"etc."

Liu Xiaolong walked to the bedside and looked at his younger brother coldly: "There is no need to give him an injection. If he can't even pass this level of his own, he will be cured in the hospital from now on."

Blood flowed along everything white. After hearing Liu Xiaolong's stimulating words, Liu Xiaolei stopped moving, lowered his head, and let the blood from the back of his head flow down his neck. A slightly hoarse voice sounded after being silent for a long time: "Brother, I want to be discharged from the hospital."

Liu Xiaolong looked at him: "Okay, then I'll be discharged from the hospital."

The doctor waved his hand quickly: "No, no, Mr. Liu, this is not possible. If he goes out, it is very dangerous. The hospital cannot afford the responsibility."

Liu Xiaolei slowly raised his head, and a wicked smile appeared in his eyes, and his eyes that were about to be cracked were covered with white eyes and red bloodshots. He turned his head to look at the doctor: "I said, I'm going to be discharged from the hospital. Do you have any objections?"

Like the prehistoric beast Liu Xiaolei was so scared that the doctor took a few steps back, and subconsciously blurted out: "No, no objection."

"Brother, we can leave now."

"Okay." Liu Xiaolong didn't need to experiment because he believed that his younger brother was not a person who would lose his life.

In the ups and downs of life, don’t be proud when you are on the rise and fall, don’t be sad and pity yourself when you are lost. Liu Xiaolei has survived the most difficult stage of his life. After walking down from the hospital bed, he is no longer the arrogant person of a playboy, but more of a bloodthirsty person who is indifferent to a wild beast.

The wild beasts locked in the cage are about to be out of the cage. (To be continued. Please search for astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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