Ninth Special District

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The next day, more than six o'clock in the evening.

Fu Xiaohao carried a leather bag and stepped into Qin Yu's office: "Brother, I brought it."

"Come, let me see." Qin Yu waved his hand.

Fu Xiaohao opened the purse and took out two bottles of liquor that had been hidden for ten years. He said softly, "A bottle of 2800, Uncle Zi still found a lot of relationships from Fengbei Taoteng."

Qin Yu carefully observed the wine bottle: "I don't understand, is this really fake?"

"I'm not going to say it. This was bought by Uncle Zi, someone can't fake it, you can rest assured."

"That's all right." Qin Yu put down the wine bottle, bowed his head and pulled out the phone, and walked to the window: "Hey? Feng Si, where are you? Have a drink ...!"

...

after an hour.

Qin Yu drove alone to an apartment downstairs on Hongxiang Road in Heijie District. He immediately carried two bottles of fine wine and went upstairs.

At the door of Room 903, Qin Yu sorted out his clothes and reached for the doorbell.

After a short while, Feng Yunian dragged the door open with alcohol, looking at Qin Yu with a smile and said, "Oh, it's very sensible, do you know to bring me some tribute?"

"Yes, I deliberately honor you." Qin Yu nodded.

"Come in." Feng Yunian greeted.

After Qin Yu entered the house and changed his shoes, he came to the living room with two bottles of wine, but he saw a middle-aged man sitting at the dining table.

"Lao Yang, let me introduce you. This is the captain of our superintendent, Qin Yu." Feng Yunian returned to the table and sat down, introducing casually: "Qin Yu, this is my friend Lao Yang, Songjiang legislation The conference attendee, a special economic observer on the webcast, is a big player in the field of finance. "

"Hello, Mr. Yang." Qin Yu politely extended his palm.

"Oh, disciple?" After Yang Yang reached out and shook hands with Qin Yu, he asked Feng Yunian with a smile.

"Fart's disciple." Feng Yunian shook his head and pointed at Qin Yu. "They are the elder brothers on the ground of Black Street, and people from the lakes and lakes are called Prince Qin."

"Secretary Feng, you have to say this, I will not give this gift today." Qin Yu squinted back.

"Haha." Old Yang smiled and waved his hand and said, "Come on, sit down."

"The cup is in the cupboard, you take it yourself." Feng Yunian sat on the chair, greeting Qin Yu like an old friend.

Qin Yu put down the wine box and turned to get a glass.

Feng Yunian stooped down to open the wine box, reached for a bottle of liquor and said, "Fuck, I thought he gave me money."

"Yo, this wine is years old." Lao Yang seemed to smell the wine through the bottle, reached out and grabbed the bottle, bowed his head on the cap and smelled it again, and then said with amazement: "Eight years Come on, good wine! "

"You have a better nose than a dog."

"... Haha, this is good." Lao Yang was also polite. He took his head down and picked up the wine container, and opened the lid.

Near the dining table, the fragrance of wine filled the instant, and Lao Yang was very excited to pour himself a glass and said: "You are a sensible leader and know what you want, haha."

Qin Yu came back with the cup, and he did not use the old Feng to greet him. He sat directly beside him.

"You made so much money in Black Street for one month, just give me two bottles of wine?" Feng Yunian said with a squint; "You're real."

"Don't, you don't have to take the whole word off me." Qin Yu rolled his eyes back and said: "If you want, the elder brother of Black Street will let you be."

"Haha!"

The words fell, the three smiled at each other, and then Lao Feng mentioned the wine glass and said, "Come on, let's go one!"

...

When the three were drinking, Qin Yu looked at the old Yang with a little curiosity. He found that the finance expert, dressed in sloppy, even exuded a slight body odor all over his body, and his hair did not seem to have been around for a long time. After the care, the hair on the temples has covered the ears. In short, it gives a feeling of being very dirty and not paying attention to personal hygiene.

During the banquet, Feng Yunian didn't talk much, only eating food and drinking, and Qin Yu and Lao Yang were not familiar, and they didn't know what to say, so most of the time, Lao Yang talked like a tuberculosis, and leaked out Many messages that surprised Qin Yu.

"Did you know ?! Several leaders on the webcasting station called me a week ago." Lao Yang buttoned the **** in the corner of his buttonhole and said, his eyes slightly blurred.

"What are you doing to call you?" Lao Feng asked along the lines.

"Let me go to the party organized by Lao Xu and his son."

"Why don't you go?" Lao Feng asked with a smile.

"I'm going to **** him." Lao Yang didn't pay attention to the status of an expert, and screamed: "What disgusting thing did they do ?! For a little achievement, even the ancestors had to sell it, and they wanted me to take a stink , They dream about it. "

Old Feng Wensheng was silent.

Lao Yang bore his mouth and continued with excitement: "Someone told me that the biggest price for foreign-funded enterprises is to build Songjiang's new airport project, and the detailed rules are ... requiring the airport to be privatized and not allowing the city government Intervene in management! I fucking, what the **** is this? Did you dream back more than a hundred years ago ?! Old Xu wants to be Cixi, did he sign an unequal treaty? "

When Lao Feng heard this, he was drinking with a serious face and said nothing.

"Economic occupation is more effective and faster than military occupation!" Lao Yang hurriedly roared: "You hand over all the basic construction and livelihood construction of a city to a foreign-funded enterprise, and you still can't get words. Power, what does that mean? It means that local companies are declining and the local economy is shrinking! Your finance department looks good on the books, and the flowable banknotes are all in the hands of outsiders! In the end, the people depend on survival It ’s not your politics, but the face of foreign capital. "

Qin Yu listened to Lao Yang's words, although it was a bit foggy, but he could feel his anger.

"Chalk Investment Bank is in Fengbei and has been operating for less than a decade. It has brought out a director, three legislators, a district chief, and I do n’t know how many are mixed in the police system and the court system. "Important leading cadres inside." Lao Yang said here, his eyes squinted round and round: "In the ten years that his mother gave people, you have to change your surname in Fengbei capital! Can't you see Xu Lao? Control, the regime is violated, if you go on like this, our nine districts may be confusedly put into EU politics F! "

"Yes." Old Feng nodded.

"This old man, Lao Xu, has forgotten who his ancestor was." Lao Yang broke his mouth and scolded: "He introduced foreign capital under such conditions, that is, the ancient sinner, will be nailed to the column of shame!"

"Is it that serious?" Qin Yu asked curiously ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ What degree do you have? Asked Old Yang.

"No education!"

"Then you can read more books." Lao Yang didn't bother to explain to him, and only Chong Lao Feng, who was blushing, said: "I will definitely not agree on this matter. I will definitely speak through my own way."

"Old Yang, you still calm down ...!" Feng Yunian opened his mouth to persuade.

"I hate calmness and restraint these words." Lao Yang waved his hand back: "Because it will become numb someday, sooner or later. The soldiers kill the enemy on the battlefield, and the literati stroke the world. That's their responsibility!"

"Come, drink." Lao Feng sighed and greeted him with a toast.

Half an hour later, the chattering old Yang drank too much and lay on the sofa and fell asleep, while Feng Yunian lit a cigarette and turned his head to look at Qin Yu and asked, "Is Wu Di asking you to come?"

Qin Yu froze.