As soon as he made a rapid progress, at 11:00, Xue Xiang and his party finally arrived at the Baolong Hotel.

It is a coincidence that they just arrived, Gao Yaozhen, deputy secretary-general of the General Office of the Shuzhong Provincial Government, who was responsible for hosting the investment promotion conference, and executive deputy director, arrived with a large army and began to check the registration situation and arrange accommodation.

This investment promotion conference was brought back by Jiang Tiansheng, the governor of Shuzhong Province, who worked hard to pass the central line, so the reception specifications were quite high, and the entire Baolong Hotel was directly closed for business.

After completing the registration, Xue Xiang and his party were arranged in the room on the far left of the first floor under the guidance of the staff.

At that time, as soon as the staff talked about the room, Director Yan's face looked a little bad. He often came and went to Baolong Hotel, so he naturally knew that the location of these rooms was Baolong's worst location.

Originally, Director Yan wanted to get bureaucratic and argue with the staff. Instead, he thought that in today's Baolong Hotel, they are the lowest-profile and the least-deserved investment group. It is natural to get the worst room, and it is in line with the old rules of rankings and status in the officialdom.

There are eight people in the room, two women and six men, and there are naturally two distributions. Two lesbians in one room, and the other six are the most suitable.

Naturally, Xue Xiang and Dai Yubin would not separate, so the leader would not be able to leave the secretary to serve him. In this way, the room that Mr. Xue received should be worthy of one person.

According to common sense, being able to live in the same room as the leader is an excellent opportunity to get closer to the leader. You should fight and fight with your subordinates.

But it was Mr. Xue's turn, Director Yan and County Magistrate Xu. It was like a man from Junguo. He was so humble that he made Commissioner Xue look so humble. He threw down his words, "You four are squeezed," and then turned into the room.

After entering the room, he scanned it carefully and Mr. Xue was very satisfied. Although the space was not large, it was arranged clean and elegantly, especially the rear window was close to the flowerbed, and when he opened the window, the faint fragrance of gardenia came in with the wind, refreshing the heart.

On this day, he was busy struggling in the mountains, and Mr. Xue had never had a good rest. At this moment, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers and stroking the loud and soft bed, sleepiness came, and immediately threw himself into the bed, trying to find Duke Zhou to go.

Clinking, he fell down, and Dai Yubin, who had just put his luggage in the inner room, chased him to the bed. "Long, I can't sleep now, you still have to buy clothes. I guess there will be a lecture in the provincial government office in the afternoon, but you are not in this outfit!"

Only then did Xue Xiang realize that he was still wearing a Lenin outfit from Dai Yubin.

It turned out that he was in a hurry just now. When he arrived at the place, he had no time to go to the clothing store to buy clothes. He had no choice but to put Dai Yubin's Lenin outfit outside and barely deal with the previous report.

Xue Xiang sighed and got out of bed, "Okay. I have no sleep after working hard, so you can rest for a while. These days, you will run up and down, no more relaxed than me, just have a good sleep. I will go out and touch it myself. Don't wait for me for lunch, I will take a bite outside."

Dai Yubin was not willing to let Xue Xiang go out alone. No matter how tired the secretary was, he would not have the reason why the leader would not rest and he would lie down first.

Xue Xiang waved his hand to stop Dai Yubin's whisper, "Don't be with Fang Ping, don't be blessed. If you suffer from this place, hurry up and rest. I have been to Jinguan City a few times and will not get lost. Besides, I am a big man who buys clothes and a big man who is around me. What's going on!"

Dai Yubin smiled awkwardly and stopped talking.

When he left the Baolong Hotel, Mr. Xue did not look for the nearest stop sign, but walked eastward and wore a clothing store.

Because Baolong Hotel is close to People's Square, you can hardly think of it, and you will know that this place is a densely populated and prosperous business place.

Sure enough, I searched around the square and saw a bunch of clothing stores and restaurants.

However, Mr. Xue was not lucky and the clothing store he entered was either selling women's clothing, children's clothing, or casual clothing. The work clothes he wanted were difficult to find for the time being.

Finally, after he entered the fifth clothing store disappointedly, the goal was clear. The young woman owner enthusiastically recommended to him the Wansheng Goods Mall on the south of People's Square.

Mr. Xue walked around for more than half an hour and looked at the hour. He knew that he had no time to eat lunch, so he found a bag shop along the street and ordered ten cages of small buns, which were convenient to pack. He ate along the mountains and chewed the sea, and looked to the south.

Bags were barely sold out, and Mr. Xue finally arrived at South Street, and then crossed to the other side of the street, the goods mall.

Looking at the last few bags in the bag, Mr. Xue slowed down and walked around the trash can while eating.

As soon as he walked a few steps, a shocking engine roar came from the roar of the engine. Looking up, a green painted wheel in front was driving towards this side at a speed of lightning. What is amazing is that the driver of the wheel was actually a girl with short hair and small face, and she was so strong. While driving the car wildly, she turned around and shouted "If you have the guts, continue chasing me."

Behind her was a girl in a bat shirt, and she was humming and shouting. She held a bamboo pole more than two meters long in her hand, and kept waving it.

In the wheel-sided cross-floor, there was an old woman sitting, holding the front bumper tightly with her hands, her mouth closed, and her face pale. What surprised Mr. Xue even more was that he knew this old woman, Wei Meiren's aunt.

Such a scene really made Mr. Xue unbelievable. If it weren't for the crackdown now, he would have doubted whether Aunt Wei had been kidnapped.

While Old Xue was puzzled, another strange jeep jumped out from the corner south.

It is said that it is strange because this jeep just came out of the garbage dump. On the roof, there were a bunch of white children's diapers and yellow toilet paper. On the front window, there were a few banana peels that had already become moldy, and the body of the car was also dirty.

But that's it. The roar of the jeep's engine was even better than the wheel in front of him. From a distance, he almost doubted whether the jeep would break up if it accelerated.

The jeep was fast and in the blink of an eye, it was approaching. The wheel in front turned left, and it turned left, the wheel in the right, and it turned right. Judging from its appearance, it seemed to be chasing the wheel in front.

Old Xue was stunned when the wheel actually rushed straight to the trash can in front of him. In an instant, the speed of the car was the highest. The girl in the bat shirt sitting in the back seat, like a sprinting surprise weapon, held the bamboo pole tightly with both hands and aimed at the trash can.

The jeep passed the trash can in seconds, and the bamboo pole accurately hit the trash can made of thin iron sheet half a person.

In an instant, the trash can was about to fall down, and the jeep behind him followed. After a harsh emergency brake, it crashed into the trash can.

The trash can was under pressure and was rolled into the front bin of the car. After spitting out a pile of colorful garbage, it rolled out from afar.

"Wang Laojiu, I want to chase me and practice for another ten years. Now, let's eat dust from my butt first!"

As he said that, the short-haired girl driving the wheel made a silver bell laugh, and she turned back to the side of the jeep on the wheel, rushed to the jeep window, whispered her eyes and tongue, and grimaced her face, looking playful.

Just when the short-haired girl was so proud that she couldn't do it, the jeep window suddenly opened, and a silver May 4 pistol came out.

The silver paint, in the golden sunlight, exudes a biting cold chill. The black muzzle seems to be able to spray strong glue, and just stick out, the short-haired girl's smiling face is frozen.

With a loud noise, the door of the jeep was kicked open. He was fat with a buzzing head, wearing a black windbreaker, and holding a clearly extinct cigarette in his mouth.

The silver May Fourth Movement was put into the cuff of the windbreaker, revealing only the black muzzle. He stared at the short-haired girl, his flesh shook and grinned, "Run, run, let's see if your car is fast or grandpa's gun is fast."

The short-haired girl was usually bold and arrogant, but she had never seen such a formation. She was so scared that she had already passed. However, Aunt Wei stood up from the trench doll after a big scene, pointed at the trench coat, and scolded, "What do you want to do? It's public, dare you point a gun at me, do you know who I am? You have rebelled against you!"

The fat man in the windbreaker took a deep breath of cigarettes, spitted the cigarette butt on the ground, stretched out his feet to wipe it out, and hummed, "Young man, how could you say, if Old Song is here, I would never give you this face. Today, I can't even be old with the Heavenly King."

After scolding, the fat trench coat stared at the chamfered eyes and swept the short-haired girl very hard, "Little slut, don't you get out of here, believe it or not, always get a hole in you."

The short-haired girl no longer had the energy she had just now, her face was pale, but she didn't move when she heard the sound. She just rode on the motorcycle and shivered. She looked like a little guy pretending to be pitiful, and Old Xue felt a dazed.

"You, you..."

Aunt Wei climbed down the mountain, bulging her eyes, and her chest was so angry that she couldn't help but fluctuate. She was shocked and angry. She thought that before Lao Song died, who would dare to talk to him like this? Old Song had only been gone for two years, and any second-generation ancestor dared to draw a gun in front of her. Aunt Wei was so frustrated.

"Cao, he really doesn't know how to be polite. Please come to old age, right?"

The windbreaker fat man ignored Aunt Wei and spoke, and walked straight towards the wheel. He opened his teeth and claws fiercely from a distance.

Aunt Wei reached out to stop him. Fengyun fat raised his gun very much, which scared Aunt Wei so much that she took a step back like a conditioned reflex, and then asked Fengyun fat to come forward.

Seeing the fat woman on the windbreaker coming, the two girls on the wheel were scared and didn't dare to move at all.

"Damn it, I'll call you crazy!"

When he got closer, the fat man in the windbreaker reached out and grabbed the short-haired girl's hair.

I grabbed it with a firm hand, but I felt it was not right. Why is this hair so thick and soft? When I looked closely, I saw that the hair was clearly a slender and fair hand. (To be continued)

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