While watching this cup of Lanshan coffee that had never been sold in the Republic due to the flood, Mr. Xue was watching the animals wandering around. However, he didn't expect that the cup of coffee would be finished, and Li Tianming's shadow was still missing.

He was anxiously waiting, so he stood up and walked towards the service desk. When he knew Li Tianming's phone number, he wanted to go over and urge him and ask him if Director Li had a temper rising.

Unexpectedly, he stood in front of the service desk and was not as good as asking the waiter for the phone call. A black shadow suddenly rushed to the corner of the corridor on the left, hitting the bar, and shouting, "Bag, bag." The mouth opened, and the smell of alcohol came to the person.

Before the waiter at the bar could wake up, the shadow suddenly stumbled towards the begonia pot plant that was standing next to one side. He rushed to the front and started vomiting into the pot.

The waiter suddenly woke up and rushed over. As soon as he approached, he covered his nose, turned his head, pulled the man's clothes, and yelled that he had to compensate him. This was originally an official store, but the clerk had no customer but God's service consciousness.

The man seemed to have a good temper, so he immediately argued with the waiter. The sound of ringing bells in the rain attracted Xue Xiang's attention.

Mr. Xue turned his head and looked at it. The embarrassed drunken ghost was not the reporter Xiao who had met on the train to Shuzhong.

When Xue Xiang turned his head, Xiao Yiyi, who was arguing with the waiter about the amount of compensation, suddenly saw Xue Xiang. In an instant, her mouth opened and closed immediately stopped, and a pretty face pale due to vomiting. In an instant, two red glows rose, and even reporter Xiao himself didn't know why he felt embarrassed.

"Hey, this begonia pot. Director Wang clearly marked the price, and he would not bargain at 15 yuan per pot. What's the use of arguing with me? In short, don't think about leaving if you don't give the money!"

Seeing Xiao Yiyi shut up, the waiter thought that his momentum had finally overwhelmed his opponent, so the decibel suddenly rose higher.

Xiao Yiyi digged left and right, and then she realized that she was wearing a professional skirt, so where did she get her pocket?

Seeing that the waiter who was even more awesome than a civil servant was about to squirt again. Several photos of Datong appeared in front of her, holding her boss's energy in her body, and suddenly blocked her back.

Of course, Mr. Xue took action, "I'll pay this pot of money, give me the phone number!" After that, he smiled at reporter Xiao again, "What a coincidence!" and then left.

"What's so proud!" reporter Xiao muttered, and was very dissatisfied with Mr. Xue's coldness. He stomped his feet and wanted to leave. Suddenly, he thought of Mr. Xue's cold tone. He snorted, "Wait a minute, I'll pay you back!"

Mr. Xue called the phone, but no one answered the phone. I thought the person was already on, so he pressed the phone and turned around and said, "Why are you drinking so miserably? I remember you are a reporter from the Provincial Daily. The Provincial Daily is the face of the whole province, so you have to pay attention to your image."

When she heard Mr. Xue’s tone, she felt angry. She was about to say that you were the one who you were. She asked you to meddle in other people’s business, but suddenly listened to him about his image. She thought there was something wrong with her appearance.

After brushing it, Xiao Yiyi's face that had finally recovered from fairness immediately became bloody again, "You, you, me, me..."

While squeaking, he tickled his head and dressed up, and even looked at the marble floor that was lightly visible to people on the underground, and checked his makeup.

With almond eyes, peach cheeks, tall and convex figure, tall and proud breasts, and full hip lines, reporter Xiao wished he could open his mouth and illuminate his teeth to see if there were any vegetable leaves on his teeth.

After dancing, Xue Xiang looked at Coke. He had never met a girl who loved dressing up so much. He had no idea that he, a handsome man, would be in front of him, and how many girls dared to be sloppy.

Without investigating the mistake, reporter Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly, he secretly called himself accused of being despicable. What's wrong? If you are embarrassed, you will be embarrassed. Why do this guy say that he is so nervous?

Xiao Yiyi glared at Xue Xiang hatefully, "I want you to care, I'm happy to come and get your money!" She spoke, stepped on her high heels and went there.

Mr. Xue shook his head and followed him. Although he had been to Dejiang for two months, he had not saved much money because of his lack of money. In addition, the extra salary of the hero of the Republic has always been sent to his family, so his salary in Dejiang is not high. The monthly mess is added up, and it is only more than 10 yuan. Of course, this is not high, for Mr. Xue, but for ordinary families, this money is enough for a family of about ten yuan per month.

Seeing that Lao Zhen of Xue followed, Xiao Yiyi was a little proud, but lowered her impression of this guy and said to herself that it was indeed the true nature of a businessman. She reached out to the coffin - she wanted money and wore a watch worth 80,000 yuan, but she didn't even let go of ten yuan.

But reporter Xiao didn't know that it was because she recognized the piece of Vacheron Constantin, so scared that Mr. Xue didn't dare to wear it anymore. He was not afraid of being recognized and exposed, but because his pretty wife had seen it for a long time. After remembering this brand, he found that it was not sold in China. By then, it would cause jealousy and would be a big trouble.

Bang bang bang,

"Where is reporter Xiao? What do you mean? Are you treating me like this? Do you really think that the old people can't afford to eat..."

Before I could reach the door of the private room, I heard the table in the room slamming the mountain, and a rough and bold sound roaring inside like thunder.

Xiao Yiyi, who was walking in front of him, suddenly accelerated and before the person entered the door, she smiled and said, "Huangshu, Huangshu, I have just been there for a while. Are you? Hey, where is Director Xia?"

Mr. Xue also followed in and saw the formation inside. But he saw seven or eight people sitting around a large round table, both men and women, and they sat clearly. There were men in the left half circle, one man in the same color as a policeman, and the half circle in the right half circle was a woman and one man in the same shape. The woman was dressed like Xiao Yiyi, in a professional suit, and the man was in a suit and tie, at his fifties, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and was elegant.

The wide round table was lined with rich dishes, but there was no trace of movement. On the ground, there were many wine bottles poured out, proving that this was just a mat on the table.

The short-sized police uniform man in the middle had a crooked hat, removed the police uniform, exposed his fluffy chest, and stepped on the chair with one foot, his face full of hostility, and he could not see that he looked like a People's Guard, but he was a man like a man.

When Xiao Yiyi came in, she rushed to the person and reimbursed her. It was obvious that he was the Huang Suo who had just roared.

"Reporter Xiao, you originally made an appointment with this bureau. We have not discussed it with your sister. You were so happy before, so we just wanted to do it. Seeing that the matter was about to be done, you left the phone and left our buddy. I don't care, but Director Xia was angry. Now, you haven't come back for a long time, and he is so anxious to find you. You can do this yourself!"

As he said that, Huang Shuo curled his mouth and raised his head to the sky.

"Director Huang, you said before that Xiao Xiao is a cheerful person, but every girl has drunk too much pounds and can't bear it. It's inevitable that she can go out easily and it's inevitable that she won't be surprised. Don't be surprised, Lao Song, I will accompany you to go!"

The middle-aged man who described the elegant glasses was the one who stood up with a glass of wine.

Huang Suo glanced at him and snorted coldly, and he didn't even bother to lift the glass. The middle-aged man turned blue and he paused the wine glass on the table and sat on the chair.

He was indeed angry, very angry. He thought that he was the deputy editor of the editorial department of the Provincial Newspaper and the deputy department-level cadre toasted the deputy section-level class of the surname Huang, but even suffered a cold face. It was a huge joke when it was spread.

Indeed, the provincial newspaper is a core organization under the Propaganda Department. The head of the provincial newspaper has the title of Deputy Minister of the Propaganda Department of the Provincial Party Committee. The provincial newspaper industry is a must-read by the provincial party committee leaders. In such an important place, it can be said that it is a high position and powerful person. In the past, not to mention a police station director, even the ordinary county party secretary and the administrative commissioner had to smile at him.

But now, Xiao Yiyi, the sister of the provincial newspaper's top reporter, was taken by Huang's subordinates because she was dancing a vacant dance with someone. Xiao Yiyi begged Editor Song and her group to be lobbyists and compensate the table. She wanted to have a meal with Huang and others and walk around the door.

Therefore, no matter how unhappy Editor Song is, he cannot stand up with the one named Huang in person. He is a good man, and he cannot help Xiao Yiyi, nor do he want to make things worse.

It was just a coincidence that if the person surnamed Huang was like this in the past, Editor Song might have let his official hat fly with a big stroke. But now the wind is on the brink of the crackdown, from the central government to the local government, the propaganda outlet has been strictly ordered, and it must unify the caliber, understand the spirit of the central government, and fight a good public opinion war. This is why Editor Song can't do anything to Huang.

"Huangshou, Huangshou, I'll accompany you one, no, you one, we both, this is OK!"

Seeing the atmosphere was cold, reporter Wang, who was sitting next to Editor Song, quickly brought the wine glass and ran over.

Since she was unwinding her relationships in the restaurant, Xiao Yiyi naturally invited all the beauties who were good at drinking. In order to gather this table of lobbyists, she almost spent all the love she had accumulated over the years. Otherwise, the beautiful journalists of the provincial newspaper would be more than above the top, how could they drink and laugh with the director of a police station?

Seeing the turbulent waves on reporter Wang's chest, Huang Sutra shook his soul and laughed, "What did you say? How could I, a man, take advantage of you, a beautiful woman? It's a joke if you spread it."

Reporter Wang smiled heartily, "You are still a man, I'll just say that, why don't you be embarrassed to let me have two or one girl on one?"

The police uniform next to Huang said immediately, "Ah, the beauty Wang even tried whether Brother Huang is enough or not. You are so close to each other!" In an instant, the lewd laughter burst out from the house shocked the house, and in a moment, reporter Wang's face turned red with shame. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!