Fat sister-in-law is Fat sister-in-law, with a big butt like a pendulum, but a clever mouth. After the numbness, Qian Bucha and Ma Yiping both turned their wrists and walked into the main hall behind. The director was like this, so the others would not be bastards. People from the Public Security Bureau and the Industrial Bureau rushed to the main hall behind. For a moment, the main hall was crowded.
As Fat Sister said, there was really a huge dining table in this hall, with a large circle of soft chairs neatly arranged in more than 30. Qian Bucha pulled Yang Wei by his side. On the left is Millier and on the right is Ma Yiping. As for Fan Jianqiang, Wu Quanshi, Xu Fuzhi and Jiao Jiao, they all found their own seats to sit there, and there was no place for them to show off.
The wine and food were arranged by Fat Sister-in-law, so they are naturally the best at dumpling restaurants. However, all of these people are all erect, and few people are moving at all. Drinking and chatting are the purpose.
"Comrade Xiao Yang, I heard that you have not been trading stocks for a long time and are already well aware of this?" Director Ma Yiping asked.
"Maybe it's good luck."
"You're welcome," Ma Yiping paused, and then said, "Speaking of this, I'm also a stock investor. I'm so embarrassed. I've lost me in the past few years. That day, I asked Wu Quanshi to help me check the account. Good guy, I lost more than half of my funds, and now there is only a fraction of it left. What should I do?" As he said, he looked at Yang Wei with his eyes wide open. Who told Yang Wei to take over that? Yang Wei knew very well about this.
Yang Wei quietly touched Milier who was eating prawns below. Milier was so smart. He immediately understood what Yang Wei meant, and spit out the shrimp skin and said, "Uncle Ma, state cadres do not allow stock trading, you don't know!"
Well, Ma Yiping was exhausted in one go.
Not only did Ma Yiping run out of electricity, Qian Bucha and Wu Quanshi run out of electricity, and even Fan Jianqiang, who was drinking Wuliangye, had no electricity. Old Fan said in his heart: This girl is really brave enough to speak, and she is more than ten thousand words from one sentence. Let’s see what Ma Yiping said... And you Qian Bucha, I know that you use the money you keep in your own money in the vault, haha!
Ma Yiping was shocked at first, and then he thought that Millier was right. It was really not good to talk about stocks in public. He knew which garlic was openly a person and a ghost in secret. A few days ago, a deputy director told him about his broken shoes because of a drunken word, but he was disgraced. Mom’s mother, grandma, you have to pay attention!
"Haha, the little princess is right... Come on, let's drink and eat!" Ma Yiping said, raising his wine glass high and looking around. He wanted to see everyone's expressions so that he could know what was going on in his heart.
This is true for Ma Yiping, and Qian Bucha. He has been wandering in the officialdom for many years and has known how deep the water is and how bad the people are. Therefore, he also raised his glass of wine to persuade him to drink.
The only people here are Fan Jianqiang who doesn’t care, because this brother has made more than 2 million in the past six months. Now Fan Jianqiang goes to work if he wants to go to work, and leaves if he doesn’t want to go to work. He speaks, I love whoever I have money.
Fan Jianqiang drank all the wine in the glass, burped loudly, and secretly farted, saying, "Director Ma, I tell you that if you want to get rich, stock trading is a way; if you want to be healthy, stock trading is a good recipe. Take Lao Fan for example. The previous high blood pressure and high blood sugar, now the blood pressure and blood sugar are stable, and you have strong walking, and you have good energy to do anything. This body is just right," as he said, and punched himself in the chest a few times, showing that his health was great.
"What does it taste?" Xu Fuzhi beside Fan Jianqiang asked to himself.
Jiao Jiao next to Xu Fuzhi seemed to understand. She bared her teeth and replied, "It seems to be the smell of durian. Do you smell it?" As she said that, she looked around.
At the beginning, no one paid much attention, but under the temptation of Xu Fuzhi and Jiao Jiao, they couldn't help but lift their noses and smelled them. After a while, everyone in the room gave a thumbs up and praised the authenticity of the durian.
Just as everyone was talking, the durian flavor in the room became stronger, pure and delicious.
Yang Wei glanced at Fan Jianqiang over there and saw this guy shaking his head and eating shining sweet potatoes. He felt secretly amused: This guy has eaten a lot of sweet potatoes, why are he still eating them? He farts even more!
Yang Wei glanced at Milier quietly and saw Milier covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, her eyes were smiling strongly.
With a "stubborn" sound, the door opened. The fat sister-in-law walked in from outside. As soon as she entered the room, she raised her nose and took deep breaths. Her eyebrows were frowned and her facial expression was strange.
Ma Yiping reached out to call his fat sister-in-law, pointed to the dishes on the table, and asked, "Hey, your dishes are so good. Durians are all here. Which one is it? Let me try it?"
"Durian? What durian?"
The fat sister-in-law widened her eyes and looked at Ma Yiping, her facial expression became even more weird.
"Why are you not durian full of durian smells like?"
"Director Ma, my family really doesn't have durian."
“Durian can be available!”
"There is really no durian!" Fat sister-in-law was almost crying and said in her heart that only Xinglong Supermarket can sell that thing, so how can I afford it?
The vigilance of the Public Security Director Ma Yiping immediately became. He looked at Wu Quanshi over there. Wu Quanshi understood what the director meant. He stood up and turned around the table, then picked up the plates and sniffed them one by one. After smelling the dishes, he smelled a plate of dishes. There were about thirty dishes on the side. Finally, Wu Quanshi came to Ma Yiping and stood attentively and said, "Director, after investigation, there is indeed no durian on the plate!"
"Whoever bought durian? Take it up and try it. Let's go back and reimburse it, haha!" Ma Yiping looked around as he spoke, but the people around him shook their heads and shook their heads. In those days, who had seen durian like that? Unless they were the leaders and rich people.
"Uncle Ma," Millier covered her mouth and said to Ma Yiping: "You so many policemen can't find durians. I really want to take a good look at how our investigative heroes solve the case!"
Millie spoke to Ma Yiping, but from the corner of her eyes looked at Fan Jianqiang. Fan Jianqiang knew that his face was also a secret fever. When he was anxious and angry, he felt a tornado in his stomach, followed by a stream of air heading straight to the switch below. To be honest, Fan Jianqiang really didn't want to exhaust, but he couldn't hold it in without exhaust. It was so uncomfortable!
With a "no...", a stream of air finally broke through the defense and rushed out.
"What's not?" Qian Bucha asked Fan Jianqiang happily.
"No...it's durian!" Fan Jianqiang said loudly.
Qian Bucha Yaoyao looked down on Fan Jianqiang very much. He thought it must be durian, otherwise it would not taste stronger and more pure. The case was solved only by leaving it to the police. Therefore, after a while of suspicion, everyone in the Industrial Bureau looked at the people in the Public Security Bureau. The people in the Public Security Bureau lowered their heads and were filled with souls. The small durian could not be found, and it was too embarrassing to be transmitted outside.
A special task force headed by Director Ma Yiping and Captain Wu Quanshi was formed immediately. After more than half an hour of hard investigation, I finally understood nothing. However, the smell of durian has gradually disappeared, and the aroma of wine once again prevailed.
"Come on, let's have a drink!" Ma Yiping raised his glass and suggested.
Fan Jianqiang held the wine glass and asked with red eyes: "Director Ma, I said it's not durian, you don't believe it!"
Ma Yiping smiled, "Director Fan is right... Come, drink!"