On Christmas Eve, Santa Claus may not have received enough gifts, and he was depressed that he was unable to make ends meet, so the sky was not so cheerful, with deep depression.
The smog is very heavy, and the northwest wind is as usual. It is so cold that the rich people wear squirrel's coats one by one, the men wear various fur hats, and the women tie them around their necks.
The scarf is not as gray as black as the street.
The door of Chen Mansion on Yuyuan Road has already been decorated with lights and colorful lights. The colorful gatehouse is Yingzi's masterpiece, but at this time it is like a colorful mouth, swallowing gray and black delicate living creatures.
The alleys on both sides of the door were lined with all kinds of luxury cars. The ladies and ladies who got off the bus deliberately delayed the speed of putting on their coats and risked the cold to make the jewelry around their necks compete for beauty.
Except for special guests, few cars can be driven into the yard.
Because of layers of bodyguard inspections, although there are many guests, the order is still in place.
Looking at the lobby on the first floor, under Yingzi's guidance, the tables of the host and guests who were dining were arranged in reverse shapes. The snow-white tablecloths were spotless, and the exquisite tableware shone brightly under the reflection of the huge crystal chandeliers on the ceiling.
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Just opposite the main table, there is a half-moon-shaped stage. The stage is decorated with waist-length green plants, decorated with flowers of various colors.
The countertop is one foot high from the ground.
There is already a grand piano on it.
A bright black tulip was soaked in the crystal glass on the piano.
This is the home court of Chen Gongguan’s hostess Ni Zhenghua tonight.
Yinghong once expressed objection to the waist-high green plants, but Yingzi said that this was listening to a concert, not watching ballet, so the following was not important.
Yinghong was right to think about it, and she praised Yingzi for thinking carefully.
The reason why Yingzi designed and arranged this way was entirely for Pique to install the gun in the shortest time to facilitate production.
Under the guidance of the servants, the guests who came in followed the invitations and found their nameplate to sit down, and started chatting in disguise.
Colorful spotlights hanging on the railings of the corridor on the second floor swept across their faces from time to time.
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He Peng and Ma Yonggui patrolled the corridor on the second floor. Looking at the scene gradually becoming red and green below, there was a look of surprise on their faces. After looking carefully for a while, they realized that it was people who had already been.
They took off their coats or squirrel's fur coats and became so vivid.
Compared to the vividness below, He Peng's face was not that good-looking.
"What's going on, boss. Since the lunch time, you have not looked very good and are still absent-minded. Is there something wrong?" Ma Yonggui asked with concern.
He Peng looked at the watch, asked him to walk to the corner of the stairs, took out an open envelope from his pocket, and handed it to Ma Yonggui, "Look, help me with ideas."
Ma Yonggui glanced at He Peng, took out the letter paper from the envelope, and a photo fell to the ground.
Ma Yonggui bent down and picked it up and took a look.
There is a young child wearing a tiger hat and tiger shoes, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a tiger head and a tiger brain, which is very cute.
There is a line of words under the photo: He Lingxiao’s anniversary commemoration.
Ma Yonggui looked up at He Peng, then looked at the photos. He Peng again.
Finally, he stared at the photo and said in surprise and firmness: "Your son!"
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He Peng glared at Ma Yonggui, grabbed the photo, and used the photo to pick the letter in his hand, "Look first." He said impatiently, then looked at the photo himself, and a sense of difficulty appeared on his face.
Complex expressions of speech.
"Sister-in-law." Ma Yonggui only glanced at He Peng and said, "What are you going to do?"
"Didn't I want to hear your opinion? We are fellow villagers, and we came out of the Northeast Army together." He Peng put the photo in his pocket, grabbed the letter envelope, put it in it, put it back in his pocket.
Ma Yonggui looked at him and didn't know what to say for a moment.
"What do you think?" He Peng asked again.
"It depends on you. It turns out that you don't think about tea and food for lunch, just because of this." Ma Yonggui said with great enlightenment.
"Not all." He Peng said with face to himself, "If I resign, how about staying in Shanghai?" he asked.
"You haven't seen your son yet. This is a big deal, you have to think clearly. It's natural to stay in Shanghai, but the younger sister-in-law said in the letter that she has married again. What should you do? Take it back?" Ma Yonggui was puzzled.
Say it.
"Just nonsense, is that what people do? As long as I can be with my son," He Peng said unhappily.
"Then you take your son to Nanjing to raise him." Ma Yonggui said helplessly.
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"I raise it? Are you a father and a mother? We do this again. I know how to clone the art? What should I do if I have a disease or a disaster?" He Peng said in an unreliable trouble.
"That……"
"Okay, I know you can't tell me why. Let me think about it myself." He looked at the watch and said, "Keep this secret for me in advance. Let's go, this guy should be here. The young master repeatedly reminded us to do so.
Keep a close eye on it, don't make a mistake. Let's go, back door."
He Peng and Ma Yonggui went downstairs to the back door. As soon as he said a few words to the two bodyguards on duty, Mu Tian's car and a box-type police car from the police room drove over and stopped at the door.
Mu Tian got off the car, stood in front of the car, pulled his collar, and looked at the door.
The door of the van police car opened, Pique and others jumped out of the car one after another and walked towards the door. Huti dressed up like a servant, followed Gu Conan with their musical instruments on his back.
He Peng blocked them.
Pique winked at Lillman and Mioreni next to him, and the three of them raised their arms lazily.
He Peng greeted Ma Yonggui and two bodyguards to search their bodies and then let them go.
Conan and Hu Ti were also stopped and searched by two bodyguards.
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Ma Yonggui stepped forward and took off the musical instruments on Hu Ti, placed them on the ground, and then opened a cello box.
Mutian opened the car door.
Zhong Xiu got out of the car, held the boy He Lingxiao in his arms, and walked towards the door.
"Brother Yonggui."
Zhong Xiu shouted.
Ma Yonggui was shocked, turned his head to look, stood up immediately, and threw down the violin box in his hand.
The box lid was covered again, and he stepped over the violin, quickly pulled He Peng next to him, and walked around a bunch of musical instruments on the ground and hurriedly came up.
"Little, is your sister-in-law here?" Ma Yonggui greeted.
He Peng stared at Zhong Xiu with wide eyes, then at the child in her arms, unable to speak for a moment.
Conan and Hu Ti grabbed the musical instruments on the ground and walked into the door.
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The two bodyguards suddenly realized something, shouted "Oh. Oh" and waved to the backs of Conan and Hu Ti who were walking into the door.
Ni Zhenghua appeared at the door and greeted Conan and Hu Ti. At the same time, she glared at the two bodyguards who were rushing over.
The bodyguard was angry and walked back to his original position, staring at Mu Tian who had been leaning against the car.
He Peng, accompanied by Zhong Xiu and the child, retreated to the dark side, and was talking about something with his heart.
………………………………………
Zhang Jiayong sat down at Jiang Xinyi's desk, put his legs on the desk, took out a cigar from a box next to him, cut it, took out a lighter from his arms, lit it, took a deep breath, and raised it
He slowly spits out the cigarette from his mouth with a cigar.
He looked at the smoke floating in the air, thinking that the office would be his own sooner or later. Although the appointment documents that Jiang Xinyi said have not been obtained yet, he thought he was sure to be the deputy chief of the political department. Those foreigners
The clerk must have gone for that ghost Christmas and forgot my official documents.
Thinking of this, he immediately took off his legs and tried to pull the drawer.
It actually opened.
The gold bars I pushed in when I left last night were already gone without a trace.
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Ha ha.
Zhang Jiayong smiled from the bottom of his heart. If you take it, then the matter will be determined. That appointment is not that important. Now it is a chaotic world, and everyone talks about gold in a chaotic world. The most convincing thing at the moment is gold. Jiang Xinyi
He takes my gold, and everything will be as he wishes.
Today is Christmas Eve, haha, this is a good sign, peace, good.
When he thought of this, he suddenly felt aroused his heart. Jiang Xinyi's words before leaving last night were rumbling in his mind. He went back last night to read the information given by Jiang Xinyi, which really surprised him.
This is the first time he has seen these materials beyond his level. It turns out that the world is much more complicated than he imagined. Chongqing, Vsky, Mr. Wang, Japanese, Concession, mum, I used to believe only Japanese,
It's really a big mistake. The land of Shanghai Beach is just a pole.
He complained for Jiang Xinyi. He could not be ashamed of his current position as if he had such important information. If he had been Zhang Jiayong, in time, he would have been able to survive in these polar forces and would not have to come forward by himself.
You can make money by lying down. Not to mention anything else, just say that you will make me and I will make you, and you will create many opportunities to make a lot of money.
Jiang Xinyi didn't know how to do it, so he actually went to Ningbo countryside to see me.
I can’t see when I can’t see it, and there are not always opportunities to make money, especially when making a lot of money.
Stiffness!
"Report!"
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A shout interrupted Zhang Jiayong's reverie.
He sat upright.
The confidential secretary came in.
"Reported that there is an urgent telegram from Chongqing to submit to Director Jiang."
"Take it for me."
"Report to Chief Zhang Zhang, this urgent telegram is for Director Jiang." The confidential secretary repeated.
"Bastard! You still said it was urgent. Don't you know that Director Jiang has been on vacation? During his vacation, I have full authority to handle urgent matters. Don't you know that? Take it. If you miss a big deal, you can't afford to take care of it.
"Zhang Jiayong's series of questions made the confidential secretary so anxious that his feet kept turning backwards.
"hurry up!"
Seeing his cowardly look, Zhang Jiayong felt an inexplicable anger, and ran over "dially" and grabbed the telegram and looked at it.
The confidential secretary stood attentively and saluted, turned around and left.
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As soon as Zhang Jiayong saw the telegram, he shook the telegram in his hand fiercely and shouted: "You're back!"
The confidential secretary trotted back two steps and stood attentively saluted.
"I'll ask you, where did this telegram come from?" Zhang Jiayong asked fiercely.
"Report to the Chief of the Secretary of the Report, there is the Chongqing 13th Special Agent Team."
"The message was not translated incorrectly?"
"We are professional in the report secretary. Besides, we have undergone three reviews for such an important telegram to ensure accuracy. Otherwise, we would have been shot dead by Director Jiang." The confidential secretary's answer was mixed with the answer.
Many mocking tones.
Zhang Jiayong waved his hand, "You go."
The confidential secretary stood attentively and saluted the person.
Zhang Jiayong held the telegram and raised it to his eyes again tremblingly.
"Chongqing sanctions the traitor Chen Gonglu before 0:00 today."