Siheyuan: Stab at Louzi at the beginning

After looking at the first day’s data, the second day’s data were the same as most predictions.

Steadily improving.

Luo Yongxin and Xu Damao asked for a meal, but Xu Damao did not refuse.

Now that he has completely left the steel rolling mill, these two are still his leaders reluctantly. They were appointed in times of crisis and the privileges given by Director Qian allowed them to speak upright.

Otherwise, if you don't deal with this issue with your boss, you will basically have no hope of promotion in this life.

Luo Yongxin took Xu Damao to the place and stood guard outside.

This is really the first time Xu Damao has been to this place.

A secret private chef.

It looks like an ordinary small building on the outside, but it's magnificent inside.

Ran Qiuye, who was following Xu Damao, was also surprised.

"This is my first time coming to a place like this. I never thought there was such a place in Sijiu City. Whose property is this?"

Looking at Xu Damao's expression, the contempt in Director Shen's eyes flashed away.

This is said to be a private room, a private room of 200 square meters.

This really refreshed Xu Damao's outlook on things. He followed Lin Junjie to many places before, including the Four Seasons Hotel, the Peace Hotel, and a bathing center that offered foot massages.

There is also a stage at the front.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like the ten-mile foreign market where people sang and sang every night on the Huangpu River decades ago.

Everyone is used to living a miserable life, so how come there is such a magnificent place in Sijiu City?

I have always heard people say that the Huangpu River looks like this at night.

But compared with here, looking at the environment, those are weak.

And Xu Damao also wanted to understand one thing. Is Lin Junjie not qualified to come here? Otherwise, with that guy's personality that likes to brag, he would definitely not be able to help bragging.

Drinking and listening to music is a city that never sleeps.

Just as Ran Qiuye wanted to follow him in, he was led to a side hall by the waiter at the door.

People who have been here are curious, but they won’t say more, let alone ask more questions.

"Director Xu, I have always wanted to sit with you, and today I finally have this opportunity. I have been putting it off until now in order to secure a seat here, so don't dislike it."

Entering a large private room, I saw that Director Fan and Director Shen had been waiting here for a long time.

Being able to stay here safely and peacefully speaks for itself.

This place really isn’t accessible to everyone, not even if you have money, or if you have people.

Maybe it's because he is too young and has not participated in the work.

Director Fan almost spat out the water.

"Director Xu, you are here because of work matters. Don't worry about other things. It's not our turn to worry about."

Xu Damao looked at the glazed headlight above his head, the light yellow light, the sofa, and the gauze.

What's important is identity.

He clapped his hands, and then Xu Damao saw that there were two doors on both sides of the stage, and a group of ladies filed out.

The ring is fat and the swallow is thin, each has its own merits.

The clothes he wore were not very cool, but even under the light, even the monks couldn't help but take a second look.

What kind of treatment is this?

This is how you are treated as one of your own.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to invite him here.

It is equivalent to taking a piece of evidence and handing it over.

Clicked a few times with my hand.

Several escorts sat nearby with smiling faces.

I also brought a program guide.

Xu Damao opened it and took a look, singing, opera and dancing, everything was covered.

It is indeed two worlds.

I'm afraid this is not a complete transfer of the city that never sleeps.

"Da Mao, the water in Sijiucheng is very deep, so deep that even if we are stacked on top of each other, we can't reach the bottom. At the same time, the water here is very shallow, even deeper than the soles of shoes. The depth depends on personal perception. "

"You were very curious about this place just now. I can only tell you that knowing too much is not a good thing. I can also tell you one more thing. I don't know whose property this place is."

All the snacks and drinks are ready.

The singing has already begun on the stage, and there are two backup dancers beside it.

What can Xu Damao say about this.

He had never experienced this scene before.

Ya, so elegant.

There is a clear difference between the foot massage here and the previous foot massage. There was a foot massage there, but it was not so active.

The escorts here are quite proactive.

Those who touch it feel itchy.

Xu Damao didn't dare to have anything happen here, so he hurriedly made an excuse to wash his hands.

When I came back, I found that the person singing on the stage looked familiar.

Someone who makes him look familiar must be a somewhat famous person.

Of course, this also means, this is trouble.

"You must not be from Sijiucheng, right?"

"There are so many people here, including writers...actors, singers, and people from hutong backgrounds. There are no fixed people coming and going."

Xu Damao suddenly wanted to cover his ears.

He didn't want to hear these words at all, so there was no need to ask.

By the way, he doesn't even want to stay here anymore.

"Director Fan and Director Shen, we are all sitting here today, why not just open the skylight and speak out."

The wine has not been drunk and the dishes have not been served, so we have to talk about business.

Usually we start talking about this serious matter in the middle of the night.

Director Shen secretly sighed and said that Xu Damao was not a simple person. It was rare to be able to hold his mind in such a scene. It was rare to have such a state of mind.

And he was a poor boy with mud-legged background.

"You guys should rest first."

From escorts to singing and dancing, everyone went back the way they came.

Xu Damao just wants to stay away from here. Anyone who looks familiar or not, now is the best time for these people. If you want to work, you have a job, but in the end you are still here, that is your choice.

Xu Damao didn't regard himself as a saint, let alone try to save everyone.

Besides, people don’t need him to save them.

Those who can leave their names have deep water behind them.

"You are truly worthy of being a young hero. You are the only one in the country who is such a young 'National Model Worker', so we are not the mother-in-law. Today, we have prepared some gifts for you."

As he spoke, Director Shen took out the first gift from his bag.

The first gift was a piece of official paper with the letterhead of 'Second Commercial Bureau' on the top.

In this way, it was handed over to Xu Damao's hands.

"Are you satisfied, Director Xu?"

It's so eloquent that simple things become complicated.

Perhaps he also wanted to test Xu Damao's reality.

"It's okay."

After Xu Damao received it, he tore it into pieces without ceremony and threw it into the trash can.

Director Shen and Director Fan looked at each other.

This guy really understands.

That’s what it means to lead.

Director Shen took out another piece of white paper from his bag, which also had the title of 'Second Commercial Bureau'.

"This is my second gift for you."

This time it was in Xu Damao's hands. Xu Damao didn't tear it up and throw it away, but put it in his pocket.

"I accepted it."

Director Fan and Director Shen only felt like they were going to bleed heavily today.

This Xu Damao doesn't play by common sense.

Originally two gifts were enough, but now four gifts are needed to make amends.

"This is the third gift."

It's still a piece of paper, but it's neatly folded.

There may or may not be something written in it.

But none of this matters anymore.

Xu Damao took out a match from his pocket and lit the third gift, which was even more outrageous than tearing it into pieces and throwing it into the trash can.