Zhang Shidong rolled his eyelids. He encountered this situation too many times. He burped and pointed to the wine glass on the table: "Drink five, sit down and play together."

The young men walking in front frowned, one of them had a hot temper and wanted to get angry. They didn't cause trouble on weekdays because they were afraid of kicking the iron plate that they couldn't afford to offend. They wouldn't poke it today, and there was a person who could make all the yamen in Sijiu City retreat.

The man in his thirties who had been standing behind everyone smoking a cigarette and watching the performance silently, separated the crowd and walked out, looked at Zhang Shidong and looked at Hua Feihua, sat next to Zhang Shidong, with a faint smile on his lips, and raised his first glass of wine toast Hua Feihua: "Welcome."

Hua Feihua narrowed her eyes and had a flush of drinking too much: "Who are you?"

The man was not handsome, had a little beer belly, and his eyes were not sharp. He was thrown on the street and was an ordinary person who could not make waves in the crowd. He picked up the glass and drank without any momentum, but when he drank three glasses and took a breath, he gently muttered his fame, and that momentum suddenly rose. At this moment, he was the real young master of Yanjing.

"Yu Jingwei!"

Zhang Shidong leaned back and spit out a word from his mouth: "Damn!"

Then he picked up a glass of wine on his own: "True."

"I came here to drink, but now I'm a little too much, I regret sitting down."

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't need to introduce it. It would be great if you were not married. I'll give her to you. Are you interested?"

The people standing next to him were stunned. Who was this person? He could talk to Brother Yu like this, and it didn't seem like he didn't know him. Apart from the fact that this kid was mentally ill, the other party was confident and he was not afraid of anything in his position.

Yu Jingwei stared at Zhang Shidong and looked at him a few times: "You are so bold as rumored."

Zhang Shidong glanced at him: "Tsk, if you want to sit down and continue drinking, you should avoid the one thing you can't figure out if you have to think about for a long time, otherwise I'll make some room for you? You can come to this broken place. It seems that I have to go to a more broken place so that I can't touch it and feel frustrated."

Yu Jingwei picked up the fourth glass of wine and drank it all in one go. He felt the state of drinking the fifth glass of wine for a while. He raised his hand to signal the young people who followed him to sit down on the side. He picked up a piece of watermelon and ate it in big mouthfuls and pressed the wine. Someone next to him said, "Brother Yu, I'll drink it for you."

Yu Jingwei looked at them: "I'll sit down for five cups, you guys sit down. Don't you need to drink?"

Everyone's eyes sterned. This was the second brother Yu who gave the other party ten percent equal face. If you want to sit down, you should follow the other party's rules. Brother Yu was not good at drinking, and he could no longer suppress the four cups. But the other party had no intention of giving in at all. What qualifications do these people have to exempt them from this "ticket".

Hua Feihua stood up and said, "Mr. Yu, I'll go down to dance now, are you okay?"

Yu Jingwei was stunned for a moment, then put his hands on his knees and said calmly: "I promise, Miss Hua will have a very beautiful night."

Hua Feihua smiled and hooked her fingers at the two female secretary. The three women walked down the stairs and entered the dance floor of another round of DJ dance time. Yu Jingwei turned his head and said to the young man who belonged to the regular here: "Do you understand?"

The other party nodded, stood up, took out his cell phone and walked out.

Zhang Shidong picked up the wine glass and clinked Yu Jingwei's fifth glass of wine, and drank it all in one go: "What do you care about her? Even if you tie up all of you men, you can't get through the two secretaries."

Yu Jingwei smiled and said, "Miss Hua has drinks with me, and I still have this ability."

Zhang Shidong glanced at him, you not only have, you have too many, there are giant leaders above, and giant yamen below, this small group of talents is the real super yamen. The last giant yamen has long been the third generation of father and mother, so this generation of yamen has gradually retreated behind the scenes and no longer stand out in front of others. Now the world is the three and four generations of people in their twenties, but no one dares to underestimate these people, and their fathers are on the stage.

He was also in a low-key manner in some corners, and he was not exposed on weekdays. But when they really wanted to do anything, everything would be arranged properly when they called. Even if they really reached a high level, there would be big men standing up and carrying it, and they would not be exposed to the world. Perhaps when they were forty, fifty, and sixty, their fathers had left the front stage of the political stage, so they would gradually appear in the public's vision.

Who knows Yu Jingwei? He is so scared that he dare not be disrespectful in front of him. You and him who don’t know each other and fight with him unless you walk on the walkway because you look at each other and fight.

With him, no matter how Hua Feihua plays today, no one will harass her and affect her mood. In a country like China with an official position, Yu Jingwei has unimaginable energy. As long as he thinks, he can get anything, but whether he can end up with the old man’s level is a different story.

"I heard you were planning to build a club in the Magic City recently?"

Yu Jingwei changed into juice and asked someone to prepare two bottles of beer.

"Why, Master Yu is going to help me shake the scene in the Demon City?"

"Forget it, I've left there. Who still remembers who I am? Besides, it's enough with that boy Meng Lei. The little kids back then are now playing political skills. The Xing family is good, and Deputy Mayor Meng's choice is good."

Zhang Shidong lowered his body, held his elbow on his thighs, rushed down, and nipped the watermelon with both hands, two or three bites a piece, mango, grapes, strawberries, and a complete foodie. He ate for two minutes. He straightened his waist and burped, took out the cigarette and lit one on his own, then handed the cigarette box and lighter to Yu Jingwei, and signaled him to pass it down.

Yu Jingwei looked at the cigarette and the lighter: "It's good to have money. I heard that Miss Hua specializes in a cigarette factory to make cigarettes for your unique portion in the world?"

Zhang Shidong raised his legs and crossed his legs: "Then look, who is brother?"

Yu Jingwei was stunned for a moment, and few people still said this to him: "Brother?"

Zhang Shidong curled his lips: "Why, I didn't take advantage of you. That boy Meng Lei should call you uncle, right? I am his master, and I am not inferior to you in terms of generation. Is there anything else that cannot be joked about by my brothers and younger brothers of the same generation?"

Yu Jingwei smiled: "Yes, you are really a wonderful person. No wonder more than half of them trust you very much."

Zhang Shidong: "Your old man doesn't trust me."

The people next to him heard some vaguely under the noisy music. The more they listened, the more they felt the cool breeze was coming from the back of their necks. They had accidentally intervened in some secrets. This guy and Yu Er dared to joke so ignorantly, and even dared to mention the old man in front of him. What kind of character is this? His heart was so thumping.

Yu Jingwei's expression was not abnormal, but those who were familiar with him could tell from his smoking action that his mood was not as calm as he appeared: "General Zhang is really a quick talk. His father has praised General Zhang more than once, but... he has criticized him more than once. I rarely even see the old man throwing a water cup at home and cursing people."

Zhang Shidong scratched his head: "It is an honor to be scolded by the old man. Forget it, I don't plan to be in power. Whoever wants to care about the government and the country will not need to be corrupt and abuse the law. That day, the country will not need to be a yacht to travel around the world."

General Zhang!

The people present finally knew the identity of this person. No wonder, he was the only one. I heard that even when I went to pick up the state affairs of overseas Chinese, this guy dared to beat a general in the general politics directly in front of everyone. He didn't dare to do anything. Every time he entered Beijing, many yamen hid out. This guy came purely to hit the car. Whoever had nothing to do to provoke a hero who had just made great contributions and didn't know how to reward him. As long as he turned a blind eye within the controllable range, the credit would naturally turn a blind eye.

Yu Jingwei smiled and did not continue to investigate this issue. You, Zhang Shidong, may not be corrupt, but you have done less by mistake?

"This time we all know General Zhang's identity. Come over to toast a glass of wine. In the future, General Zhang will not run away without a life when he enters Beijing."

A joke, putting the postures of these young people on the bottom of the situation. They really don’t have any capital in front of Zhang Shidong. Their fathers and him are colleagues of the same level, and many of them are not as good as Zhang Shidong. Their ancestors are still able to support them. Otherwise, when they face Zhang Shidong, no matter how old they really meet him in front of their fathers, they must be called uncle after a real recommendation. There is nothing to lose if they have a lower attitude.

"What general, bullshit, and don't call him "Little? I'm the one who doesn't want to be a deputy director at the moment, so I can't call him "Little."

Zhang Shidong's seemingly confused words raised a problem for the young people present. They looked at each other and didn't know what to call them. On the contrary, Yu Jingwei's eyes looked at Zhang Shidong were softer. As long as Zhang Shidong didn't really choose to stand in a certain family for a day, no one would take the initiative to fight with him. Of course, it would be a good match. Now people take the initiative to act as a good match. It seems that he is not as unreasonable as the outside world rumored.

Yu Jingwei never gave these young people the advice that it was mostly for the sake of their parents, and they were all three or four generations. When their parents were young, Yu Jingwei was still a snot baby, and he often followed them to eat and drink. They were teenagers and teenagers, but in terms of love, they still had their own ties, and their identities were different.

"Brother Zhang, I'll give you a cup."

elder brother.

Zhang Shidong raised his glass with a smile. The eyes of the few people turned and their attitude suddenly became warm.

"Brother Zhang, come and I'll give you a cup." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!