Chapter 21 - Chapter 22 A glass of wine is 15 yuan
Chapter 21-Chapter 22 A glass of wine costs 15 yuan
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he raised his glass and began to punish himself. He drank 6 glasses of beer in one breath.
"Young man has a good drinking capacity!" Zhang Xinhui looked at Ye Fan and said, "I am in charge of transportation, and I have to go to Deputy County Magistrate Gu for school repairs. But now that the God of Fortune Zhao is here, you can also directly ask him for some luck! Haha...
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A rare smile appeared on Zhang Xinhui's face, and his original indifference became better.
"I said, old classmate, you are not being kind. In charge of transportation, don't there be roads in rural areas that need to be repaired? Xiaoye, it's time for the roads in your Tianshui Bazi Village Primary School to be repaired. It just so happens that County Magistrate Zhang is here to pay for the road repairs.
When? Haha. Besides, I am just in charge of the money bag and have no right to approve money. The pen is in the hands of several county leaders."
After speaking, Director Zhao proudly pushed Mo to the side of Deputy County Magistrate Zhang. Because Zhao Bingjian and Zhang Xinhui were classmates, they spoke more casually and did not have the tone of superiors and subordinates.
"Old Zhao, why don't you give it a try? However, we only care about third- and fourth-level road construction, at least at the township level. Generally speaking, small roads in villages are..."
As soon as Zhang Xinhui said this, he was probably thinking of some words of rejection when he was blocked by a sentence from Principal Zhang Jialin.
"Uncle, I want 5,000, do you want to give it to me?" Zhang Jialin said in a firm tone, leaving no room for maneuver. It didn't sound like he was begging for help, but rather like he was trying to force him into the palace.
"5000, your place is not a second-class or third-class road, it's too much..." Zhang Xinhui probably wanted to reduce it a little.
"If you don't, I'll leave immediately." Zhang Jialin stood up and dusted the holes in his pants strangely.
"Okay, look at it, you can't tell. Five thousand is five thousand. You really need to change your temper. Alas! Jia Lin, sit down and have a good chat with your uncle."
Zhang Xinhui was obviously shocked when he saw the holes in Zhang Jialin's pants. Although he concealed it very well, there was still a trace of long-lasting sadness on his face. Seeing Zhang Jialin, he sat down and picked up the wine glass to drink with him.
"Haha! Since County Magistrate Zhang has given five thousand, I can't give nothing, otherwise Kexin will..."
Director Zhao glanced at Ye Fan and said with a meaningful smile, "Well, I just saw Xiaoye drink 12 cups of noodles in a row without changing his expression. Let's make a bet. We will give you a thousand yuan as the base, and the rest will be up to you.
.A glass of wine costs 10 yuan. I will transfer the amount to you as much as you can drink.”
Director Zhao touched his beer belly and thought proudly: "Kexin is usually as arrogant as a swan, but today I got your Ye boy drunk and there will be a good show, hehe..."
"Kexin, it seems to be a personal name, I wonder who it is?"
Ye Fan thought for a moment in the blink of an eye and quickly pulled up the abacus beads: "It's 10 yuan for a cup. With my drinking capacity, I can drink 10 bottles of beer without using any health-care techniques. 10 bottles is 100 cups, which means I got a thousand yuan."
.If you add the health-preserving wine dispersing function and you can drink 10 bottles, you will definitely be drunk, and you will fight for money."
"Old Zhao, you are too stingy. A cup only costs 10 yuan, so why should you pay 20 yuan a cup?" Deputy County Magistrate Zhang also became interested and laughed.
"Brother Zhang, our salary is only a little over 10 yuan a day. A glass of wine earns a day's salary, so let's do it, 15 yuan a glass, no upper limit, drink Xiaoye, I'm optimistic about you, haha..."
Director Zhao was also calculating in his heart: "Looking at Xiaoye's drinking capacity, it can only hold 12 bottles at most. 120 drinks multiplied by 15 is 1,800 yuan, and adding the base 1,000 yuan is less than 3,000 yuan. It's not much, so use three
It’s worth spending a thousand yuan to tease Ke Xin’s yandere boyfriend. If you keep this yandere a secret, let’s see how you keep it a secret…”
"Okay! Director Zhao, you can't go back on your word with Deputy County Magistrate Zhang testifying. Will the money arrive within three days?"
Ye Fan asked Zhang Xinhui to testify, but he was a little worried that there would be nothing he could do if Director Zhao got drunk and walked away. How could he call himself a low-level section chief?
"It's okay! You can drink with confidence. Old Zhao is a trustworthy person, especially when it comes to gambling and drinking." Zhang Xinhui said. It seems that Director Zhao often does this, and those who come to ask for money will probably suffer.
"Gudong! Gudong! Gudong..."
The sound of Ye Fan drinking could be heard in the room. While he was drinking, Ye Fan drank some soup to mediate. The room was very quiet, and the six bull eyes kept staring.
Zhang Xinhui and Zhao Bingjian were a little moved when the 150th cup was consumed. They had seen people who drank 120 cups, but those who drank 150 cups were super masters. And Ye Fan continued.
After consuming 200 cups, Director Zhao quickly shouted: "Stop! Little brother, I've finally convinced you. Stop drinking. 200 cups total 3,000 yuan, plus the bottom line of 1,000 yuan, I'll give you 5,000." He said in his heart, don't drink.
When I go to the hospital, Xiao Kexin’s head will probably fight me, and I will be miserable.
Ye Fan was so drunk that he quickly took out two application reports, one for each of the two leaders.
"Xiaoye, take a good rest."
Director Zhao affectionately patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and shouted: "Boss Zheng, prepare a good room for Comrade Xiao Ye to have a rest, and the cost will be charged to me."
Zhang Xinhui and Director Zhao warned Zhang Jialin several times and left.
"Team Leader Ye, I'm having a hard time with you today. You drank like this for Tianshui Bazi. Alas! Do you want to go to the drugstore to get rid of the alcohol first?" Zhang Jialin's eyes were a little wet, and he was very grateful.
"No...it's okay, I'll go...to rest upstairs." Ye Fan pulled and said, feeling pain and happiness in his heart, and vomited all over.
After finally coming out of the bathroom, Zhang Jialin opened his arms and began to cross-legged and perform the 'health regimen' to dispel the remaining alcoholic power.
As the 'health regimen' progressed, there was a faint mist of water on Ye Fan's body. Of course it was very thin and basically invisible. The kind of insider master played on TV would directly force the wine from the soles of his feet.
It's impossible to find a lot of water stains in the ground.
Three hours later, Ye Fan was covered in sweat. Fortunately, he had taken off his clothes before, otherwise he would have had to go shopping on the street temporarily.
"That's right! This time it was a blessing in disguise. Not only did I get 10,000 yuan, but my health regimen seems to be about to break through to the third level. Can wine help practice? I wonder if the third level can break two bricks?"
Ye Fan murmured with great expectations. Although he was not a martial arts master who wanted to do anything nonsense, he could defend himself with a skill. And his fists in Tianshui Bazi yesterday were enough to intimidate that noble man.
Although this era is not the ancient era where cold weapons ruled the roost, sometimes the words of great men, "The big fist is the last word" are also deeply philosophical.
Especially for Tianshui Bazi, a village still in the tribal era of China, fists are sometimes more important than laws.
Yesterday, Ye Fan vaguely felt a hint of insider energy from the village secretary Li Jingdong. Is there any ancient sect in this village, so he was very interested.
I returned to Linquan Town in the evening. After washing, I had a good sleep. Just after I woke up, I heard a faint whisper on the partition wall. Ye Fan was startled and almost ecstatic.
Because the government dormitories have 24cm brick walls, even if you shout from next door, the sound will be very small. If you speak softly, it will not be heard. Do you think your ears have special functions?
Ye Fan searched for a while and finally remembered what his master Fei Lao said:
"Xiao Fan, after the health-preserving technique breaks through to the third level, our ears will be different from ordinary people. They will be more than twice as sensitive as ordinary people. It is not an exaggeration to call them dog ears. This is the magic of the health-preserving technique.
It is somewhat similar to the Taoist legendary art of seeing the sky and hearing the earth. However, it is impossible to pass through the wall, but your eyes will be better at night."
Moreover, at that time, Mr. Fei mysteriously said that after breaking through to the fifth level, he could also use the master's 'Physiognomy'. This means that through the movement of soul and qi, one can vaguely understand the other person's happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy from his face.
It's very 'mysterious'.
Ye Fan believed that it was absolutely impossible. It would be better if he could guess the likes and dislikes of others. However, since ancient times, China has always had talented people and hermits, and the I Ching Bagua theory is not completely unfounded.
It is normal for some capable people to have a long-term accumulation of life and be good at observing people's thoughts. However, if you have this ability, it will be very popular in the officialdom. If you can understand the leader's thoughts in advance
Figuring out something, even a little bit, will be a big help to your own promotion path.
It's just that it's very difficult to break through to the fifth level of health-preserving skills. It can even be said to be impossible. Because Master Fei has been practicing for almost 60 years and has only reached the fourth level. Even if there are such things as prisons
By the time he reached his level of physiognomy, he was almost buried in a coffin and was of no use. So Ye Fan thought that his master was playing tricks on him.
But now that Ye Fan was interested, he quickly concentrated his energy and put his ear against the wall to try to eavesdrop.
"Dead man, you used your fingers again. Didn't I tell you not to do it? Where are you..." A woman said in a cooing voice, which made Ye Fan feel a chill down his spine.
"Damn, that's exactly what he was doing."
Ye Fan felt a little unlucky and was about to stop listening, but he heard a familiar male voice laugh evilly: "Does it itch? Little Furong, I'm here, I'll make sure to drain all the water out of your pit, quack..."
"Ah! That man seems to be Cai Dajiang. I seem to have heard that Cai Dajiang's wife is not named Furong. Could it be that she is having an affair?"
Ye Fan's heart tightened and he felt so excited that he even wanted to stuff his whole ear into the wall.
"Wait a minute, you have to explain it to me first. Yesterday you said that the mayor of Linquan Town must be yours, and you also said that old ghost Qin was secretly trying to get Song Ningjiang, who is in charge of industry, to take over. Is that true? Qin
The old ghost’s backer is Li Hongyang, the county party committee secretary. Why do you fight with him? Why don’t you get into trouble and cause trouble and even deprive the deputy secretary of the party committee of his throne?”
Fleur asked in a worried voice.
"Baby, old ghost Qin has the county party secretary Li Hongyang to support us, and we have the county magistrate Zhang Caozhong to lean on! What do you know, a bitch? Open your legs quickly, I can't wait any longer. I can't kill you." Cai Dajiang's voice was suppressed.
shouted excitedly.
"No! Answer another question. What position will you arrange for me when you become the mayor? That old man Wang in the Party and Government Office is very annoying all day long, clinging to me like a fly. Aren't you afraid that he will eat me, haha...
"Fu Rong laughed softly.
"He dares! I pulled out his skin. But that Wang Yuancheng is really hateful. He sticks to the back of old ghost Qin all day long. It is impossible to take him down in a short while. Otherwise, why don't you change places and simply go to the Finance Office?
Sample?"
"As the director, doesn't the Finance Office have its strengths? Then Liu Lianghui is still following Old Ghost Qin. And the Finance Office is a big piece of fat in our town, how could Old Ghost Qin let him go?" Furong asked in surprise.
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"Liu Lianghui! He can't survive for a few days. Hey, honey, open your mouth, come first and I'll tell you." Cai Dajiang said with a lewd smile.
"Yeah! You have to answer quickly, haha..." Furong said with a charming smile.
"Okay, ah! It's comfortable. There's really nothing to say about this thing..."
Cai Dajiang pushed the wheel and said, "Liu Lianghui may have something to do with Mayor Wu's death. Mayor Wu, who was only accompanied by Liu Lianghui that day, went to Tianshui Bazi. When he came back, I saw that neither of them seemed to be in good spirits. Especially...
After Wu Xinmin hanged himself, Liu Lianghui's eyes were flickering recently, as if he was a thief. You must know that he used to be arrogant when he saw people in the town, so there must be something shady in it. As long as we find out the details, I will sit on it.
Even with Old Ghost Qin holding the mayor's throne, Liu Lianghui fell down on his own. Alas! Furong, as a mayor, how can you live without the financial power of the town government in your hands? Damn it! I can't kill you!"
"Then how did you find out? You must know that the police did not find out the details. The final conclusion was that Mayor Wu was under too much pressure at work and suffered from schizophrenia and mental depression, so he hanged himself."
Fleur asked in disbelief.
"You know what the heck, the police only check whether it was a homicide. After confirming that it is not a homicide, why do you care about this shit and get yourself into trouble? You think the police are awesome, Mayor Wu is in trouble. As for investigating the case
I have arranged for someone, but I don’t know if that guy can do it.”
Cai Dajiang also had some doubts.
"Are you talking about me?" Ye Fan was shocked and listened attentively.
"Who?" Furong suddenly became energetic, thrust her butt forward, and squeezed her thighs so hard that Cai Dajiang called out "Mom."
"Okay, why don't I recruit him? The one I just assigned is named Ye Fan." Cai Dajiang hummed helplessly.
"I heard that he became the leader of the Tianshui Bazi working group as soon as he came here, and he is still a member of the staff. You damn ghost, I have been with you for several years and I am still a section member."
Furong hummed in dissatisfaction and simply pulled Cai Dajiang's butt back and threw the stuff out on her own.
"Look, you still don't believe it when they say you have long hair but short knowledge. Do you think the full-level team leader is so easy to be? Liu Chi was originally chosen, but that kid is so cunning that he doesn't want to be that team leader.
Finally, Secretary Qin also visited a group of clerks in the town who wanted to be promoted. When he heard about Tianshui Bazi, he immediately became nagging and determined not to go. That shabby place, let alone a young boy, even County Chief Zhang went there.
We can't figure it out, and we might even risk our lives. Zhou Changdong is an experienced old deputy mayor, and he is also a native of Tianshui Bazi Village. He has been acting as the village chief for a while. Isn't it that he has been admitted to the county hospital now?
He said it was a schizophrenia syndrome. Do you know if you are crazy? I heard from Lao Zhou's family that he was frightened and often screamed in his dreams. Tianshui Bazi is known as the "grave of cadres" in the town. Who wants to go there?
Smelly tomb. I guess that kid will eventually hit his head and bleed bloody. It’s good to be able to save his life, haha.”
Cai Dajiang smiled dryly and said, "Come on! Baby, come on."
"Damn it! This Cai Dajiang is really a ghost. He really dug a pit for me to jump into. I have to be careful. But this old boy is about to sit on the throne of the mayor. If I don't do things for him, he will probably give me little shoes to wear.
It seems that I have no choice but to go to Secretary Qin’s side, otherwise how can I fight with him as a mere graduate who has just graduated..."
Ye Fan was in a complicated mood and undecided.
"Dajiang, if you don't help that boy named Ye, wouldn't you push him towards Old Ghost Qin?" Furong was puzzled.
"Old Ghost Qin, do you think he is a good bird? You know that Tianshui Bazi is not a place where you can stay alone, but you still ask that boy Ye to go there. You are probably taking advantage of him."
Cai Dajiang analyzed.
"Alas! Poor little Ye Zi. Come on, hit Dajiang harder, geez, you guys are not good people." Furong teased.
"You dare to say that I am bad, I will stab you to death, ah..." Cai Dajiang shouted suppressed, and the room suddenly became filled with joy.
"It's over, is Secretary Qin really a bad person? What to do!" Ye Fan thought blankly, glanced at himself, and found that his whole body was soaked. He felt very tired.
"It's strange! Why did eavesdropping become like this after a while? Does eavesdropping consume energy and energy if you practice health care? It seems that you need to buy some supplements to replenish yourself. You can't do this eavesdropping job often, it is too energy-consuming."
Ye Fan rushed out to take a shower. After washing, he took out the American ginseng bought by his mother and started chewing it raw. I heard from Mr. Fei that swallowing raw ginseng and performing health-care techniques can also help restore his strength and energy.