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In the next two days, a batch of Pangu's tail fins had a small problem. Ying and Jiang were too busy to find time to find He Qing, and He Qing also stayed in Jiabei for two days. For investment issues, I followed Fengtang to Shanghai.

It was past one o'clock in the morning when I got off the plane. I swiped my circle of friends and looked at the screen full of dog food, apples and Christmas trees. Then I remembered that today is Christmas Eve.

He came out of Shuangliu with a heater. Before he got into the car sent by the company, he saw the familiar Mercedes-Benz G parked at the parking lot of the airport. The red headlights were brightly lit, as if a sharp ax was split by cold light. The night was so bright that He Qing's eyes were sour.

After the two people had a meeting there in the afternoon, they were dragged away by a female boss to drink some wine and came back. Feng Tang kept blocking the wine for He Qing. The trip to Sichuan Airlines was bumpy, and he didn't have a good rest on the plane, so he simply squatted down.

Seeing this, the assistant behind him hurriedly found a big coat from his luggage, He Qing took it and put it on Feng Tang.

Wrapped in his clothes again, he trotted to Ying Yujiang's car, knocked on the window, and Ying Yujiang slowly lowered the window.

Seeing him so cold, Ying and Jiang felt distressed, and glanced at the wind hall squatting on the curb: "He won't leave?"

He Qing's eyes were full of worry, she looked towards Fengtang, and said, "He, he drank too much in the afternoon, and he's not feeling well right now... Wait a minute, I'll come up later."

Nodding his head to express his understanding, Ying and Jiang simply turned off the fire and accompanied him to congratulate him.

After a while, the cold wind died down, and Feng Tang seemed to have calmed down. He was also afraid of catching a cold, so he was supported by He Qing and sent to the car sent by Feng's family. He Qing explained a few words to his assistant, Send people back.

With cold hands, He Qing ran to the side of the car angrily, opened the door and got in, looked around with her bright eyes, a little wary of other people around, then stretched out her hand to grab Ying Yujiang's neck, and leaned closer kissed.

This kiss was so close that Ying and Jiang would be so tender, He Qing's lips were icy and cold at the moment, but they were really sweeter than anything else.

He Qing smiled, held Ying and Jiang's face in his arms, and said in a low voice: "I wish Mr. Ying a happy Christmas Eve...our first holiday."

Ying and Jiang raised eyebrows: "Mr. Ying."

"Yes, let's call it that first..."

He Qing pretended not to understand, leaned on the seat, and rubbed the down feathers on the coat and hat sideways: "As for the other names, it will be dealt with in special cases."

Ying and Jiang felt that after they were together, it was He Qing who was teasing him every day, and it gave him a headache: "For example?"

Stretching out her hand to pull the seat belt and press it into the buckle next to her thigh, He Qing endured the turmoil in her chest and said, "Hey, we... have a long-term plan."

……

The second day was Christmas, and He Qing slept until noon, ate the meal cooked by her aunt at home, and took the elevator to the garage to count the wine.

In the morning, he asked Jiabei's people to come over to settle the matter. He transferred a Porsche Panamera S from the company to the garage, and then called the liquor supplier in the banquet room, and brought Wuliangye over. After filling the trunk, I locked the trunk with satisfaction, and praised the person who was doing the work, and the action was very fast.

This Porsche Panamera S was suggested by He's father last year as a car for business entertainment, because he thought He Qing's personal car was too unruly, flamboyant, impetuous, and unstable, which made it difficult for people to negotiate business.He Qing usually drives the company's limousine for business negotiations, but the most taboo for eating with officials is luxury cars and restaurants, too bold.

This Porsche Panamera is usually used to pick up or send off guests, and it is rarely used to touch those officials. After all, he has not been to many such wine tables, but this time he should be on it. , must not be ambiguous.

Considering that she might get drunk at night, He Qing transferred a driver from Gabei to follow.

But he hadn't really drank baijiu, so He Qing opened the trunk and took a bottle out to check the readings. He felt a sudden shock in his heart, it was not at the same level as beer, it was so fucking strong.

How long has he learned to drink, let alone this kind of liquor.Today I have to bring a subordinate to block it, otherwise I can't bear it.

The place to eat was decided on the day of the phone call, and I chose Diaoyutai Yuyuan at the entrance of Kuanzhai Alley in Chengdu.

Gray brick and powder walls and bluestone roads, the words "Diaoyutai" in Qianlong's imperial pen, imposing stone lions at the entrance, and green bamboo forests.

They eat serious state banquet dishes, and the chef of Yuyuan is the former executive sous chef of the Diaoyutai State Guesthouse in Beijing. The dining environment is relatively private, which is a unique feature in Chengdu.

After everything was ready, he looked at the time and found that it was past five o'clock in the afternoon. It was almost time to set off. He took out his mobile phone and called the person who helped set up the line.

The person over there answered the phone, and said submissively, "Young Master He, there are two leaders over there who said they have something to do. Tonight, look..."

He Qing was not happy when he heard this, he put down his face and begged someone to do something, but in the end he still thought about it, did he really regard him as a person who only knows how to do business?

He Qing lit a cigarette and said, "In terms of looking for a relationship, this is the only time I want to owe me a favor... It's time to wait."

He pinched the filter and took a puff, letting the white mist wrap around his nose, and continued, "Okay, I'm going to the Royal Garden."

The person who was answering the phone and doing business over there became anxious when he heard this, and quickly said: "Young Master He, Young Master He, you see, I failed to handle this matter, but these two are not very important, but they are easier to eat. As for the one who came here, the position is higher, you, just get him one, and the other two are just here as companions, don't take it to heart..."

Congratulations didn't listen too much, and I didn't bother to think about it. Whoever wants to come, as long as the matter can be settled, she grabbed the phone and replied, "You arrange it."

At exactly seven o'clock, the pure black Porsche Panamera of the Jiabei Group appeared at the gate of Yuyuan, followed by two or three business cars.

Before the parking officer who had been waiting for a long time at the gate of Diaoyutai had time to step forward, the driver of Jiabei Group hurriedly got out of the car and opened the door for the people in the back seat.As soon as the car door opened, He Qing came down.

He Qing wore a black jacket and looked very chic and handsome. With a smile on his face, he stood still and turned his head, nodding to the co-pilot seat in the car behind, followed by the hall manager who came out to greet him. Watching the man snap the head of the beast's head with his hand, and step into the vermilion lacquer gate.

The person who led the way led He Qing into the innermost private room, leaving only five seats in the room. He Qing glanced at the classical decoration in the room, frowned, and said, "Add to that A seat."

After saying that, he turned his head and said to his subordinates who followed him, "Go sit and wait in the lobby. If I fail, I'll call you again. Don't come in."

That subordinate lowered his head and said cautiously, "Then, call me later, Young Master He."

After speaking, he opened the door and went out. He closed the door when he left, and He Qing was the only one left in the room.

He wanted to smoke, but he knew that smoking was not allowed here, so he felt a little irritable. In about 10 minutes, the group of leaders would come in.

He noticed it when he got out of the car. He always felt that there were too many cars, or the two leaders who invited brought more people, and the friend who entrusted him with errands also came. Let’s add him tonight , without adding the drivers of the various bodyguards, there are only five people who can be on the table.

He hasn't been in or out of these occasions for a long time. The decoration is so old-fashioned, and it feels like a hero who cooks wine will come in the next second.

But who is the hero tonight, I really don't know.

He Qing stared at the wine glass that was as big as a goblet, the corner of her mouth twitched, she called to the little girl who was passing by to pour tea, and asked, "Do you have any smaller cups here?"

That little girl is also funny, probably on this kind of occasion, I see a lot of greasy middle-aged men. Seeing He Qing, he looks completely new, his face turns red, and his head is buried like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, sir."

He Qing's eyes lit up, and she said, "Then please change them to smaller sizes."

He acted aboveboard, and he couldn't do anything like drink mineral water as white wine, but seeing the grand occasion of the leaders tonight, I'm afraid he was determined to have a drink with He Qing.

The person serving the wine came in again, He Qing looked at the table of Wuliangye, his throat was burning.

Damn, he really is, for what...

Thanks to his brother-in-law, He Qing felt the life of worrying about children in advance.

He Qing recalled Ying Yujiang's ashen complexion recently, and silently clenched his fists in his heart.

After drinking for three rounds, the carefully prepared state banquet dishes did not touch a few chopsticks, but they never stopped pushing and changing glasses during the banquet. He Qing saw that the big leader looked half drunk, and he was a little bit drunk.

Holding the freshly filled white wine in his hand, he followed the words of the big leader with a single stroke: "Isn't it true that when you are an older brother, you can never let go of your heart..."

At the beginning of the banquet, He Qing saw that the two people who said they had something to do yesterday had come, and felt relieved. These two people were familiar with his friend who was doing business, and the conversation during the banquet would not be too embarrassing, but The next second he couldn't laugh.

When the big leader came in, he brought someone behind him. He Qing looked familiar and asked about the land boundary. The other party said he was from the north. Brother's?"

The other party is probably also a drama star, "Ouch", made a surprised expression in response to the congratulations, and backed up a bit, and said loudly: "It's hard for Young Master He! Remember me!"

He Qing gritted her teeth. Damn it, the grandson of Shan Jiangbie is going to get someone to mess with him again!

As a result, after drinking all the way to the present, He Qing drank several more glasses before realizing that this man was here to feed him. Those blowing ears made me feel a chill.

The big leader sat in the guest seat, in the middle, and he could clearly see everyone's expressions during the banquet. He was in a daze at the congratulations, and was a little displeased: "Young Master He, can't drink enough?"

No, we haven't talked about it yet, so let's have a drink.

With a gesture from He Qing, his friend quickly stood up and filled up the wine for He Qing, and smoothed things over: "Where is it, Deputy Zhang, Mr. He hangs out with the Feng family boy every day, and he can drink quite well!"

Fuck, trick me?

He Qing's head was getting big, but fortunately he was not drunk, so he took the cup and slowly knocked the foot of the cup on the edge of the table, and said with a smile: "Mr. Don't want to go down the wine?"

The other party seemed to appreciate the frankness of the congratulations sincerely, and clapped his hands and laughed: "Young people are awesome!"

He Qing hadn't even finished his cup yet, that Shan Jiang's other subordinates hurriedly stood up to fill up He Qing's cup, but He Qing's hand shook and spilled on the table, her peach blossom eyes were half drunk and half awake: I'm really sorry……"

He picked up the bottle of Wuliangye himself, poured everything into the cup, refilled it, and said in one fell swoop, "I will punish myself!"

This time, it was really over ten rounds of drinking, and He Qing really felt the strength of baijiu, and he was being fed all the time. The relationship between government and businessmen on the wine table is simply getting what they need, and it is even more so when it comes to him. It is vividly reflected.

The two lower-ranking ones were very attentive, and they kept talking to He Qing, and from time to time they helped out that the brother who mentioned He Qing wanted to transfer his student status.The one with the highest rank just sat like this, He Qing didn't speak, and he didn't speak. Whether this kind of thing can be discussed and the timing is just a matter of a face-to-face phone call.

There is no shortage of students in that foreign language school, and the cost-requirement rate is very high. If Ying Yuchen can be recruited, it is estimated that according to his grades, he can get a recommended spot after a little effort.

After a few cups of strong wine, the rush gave He Qing a headache. As soon as he turned his head, he began to chew his words: "It's been a long time since I saw you. It’s the combination of Yi and Yi.”

Seeing that He Qing spoke so politely, the leader who was called also smiled: "What about Young Master He, it's obviously you young people who don't like to deal with us...Young Master He, look at that kid from the Lan family. I'm busy too, hey, I don't have time to see me!"

He Qing pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, but he didn't understand what he understood. His stomach was overwhelmed. He still had a smile on his face, but he was still stared at by the man from the north gate. Seeing He Qing, I felt a chill down my spine.

He Qing turned her face away, said with a half smile but not a smile: "Vice Zhang, the one you brought is pretty good."

"It's okay, just call Xiao Chen, I just followed me, and came out to see the world."

The big leader smiled, stretched out his hand to beckon that little Chen over, and said to He Qing: "I'm not deeply involved in the world, I'm afraid Young Master He will forgive me."

It's not fucking deep yet, I guess it's here to sleep with you.

He Qing cursed inwardly, the smile on the surface didn't change at all, it made his face go stiff from laughing.

After thinking and thinking, He Qing saw the timing, and was too lazy to babble, so he simply drank the liquid in the wine glass in one gulp, and said, "Vice Zhang, do you see what I asked you to do? Is there a way?"

Deputy Zhang reached out to take a bottle of Wuliangye and unscrewed it. He didn't stop moving his hands, and with a suddenly enlightened expression on his face, he said with a smile: "Young Master He wants to help, there is no such thing as a word...Xiao Chen, call .”

Seeing him open his hands to pick up the phone, He Qing felt relieved.

So He Qing just sat there and watched these officials. With a phone call and a few words, he saved a lot of trouble for a businessman like him who needed to serve wine.

He Qing secretly sighed in her heart, so no matter how rich she is, she can't compare with some officials.However, the latter also built a tall building, and a bunch of people waited for the building to collapse. They rose and fell in an instant, and whether they were powerful or not was often just a matter of that thought.

So from this point of view, it is still more reliable to have money.

The next thing was done like this, everyone at the table was drunk and excited, He Qing was pulled and poured to the back, and the mobile phone lost the strength to make a call, obediently Lying there, eyes open, face flushed, the bottle of Wuliangye was starting to empty.

The man named Zhang Fu saw that He Qing was lying on his stomach, but he was not enjoying himself, so he started to ask He Qing about the price of the car and the car market. wine.

……

Pangu's performance was good today, and he sold twelve cars in one go. Ying and General were thinking about celebrating the festival, and took congratulations to Taikoo Li in the evening, but this person said he would take a lunch break at noon, and he hasn't replied yet. I didn't have time to ask, so I checked the time when I was free, only to find that it was almost ten o'clock.

Ying Yujiang dialed He Qing directly, and after calling a few times, no one answered, and then called Jiabei, who said that Young Master He was not in the company all day today.

Ying and Jiang were a little worried because they couldn't get in touch. In addition, on a day like today, if He Qing went out to play and didn't answer the phone at ten o'clock, then he wouldn't be happy at midnight, and he didn't tell him where he was going. up.

Although the two of them are together, they are free to arrange their time and travel, but He Qing usually needs to report wherever he goes. What's going on tonight?

Ying Yujiang turned out Fengtang's business card, dialed the number on it, and answered the phone after a few rings, with a dazed look on the other side: "Ah? Qing'er wasn't with me, where else? "

Lan Zhou poked his head over and shouted: "He Qing said that he has already made arrangements for today! Damn, is there anyone else who wants to make an appointment with He Qing for Christmas? Who is it?"

The microphone of the phone was covered by Fengtang's expert hand, and he turned to stare at Lanzhou: "It's Ying and Jiang, your lover's active boyfriend, a man among men, Chunyi doesn't accept it, you know!"

Lan Zhou rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth secretly: "I rely on..."

Ying Yujiang's eyelids twitched when he heard it, and he didn't have time to talk nonsense with him, so he said coldly: "Can I contact his subordinates, the driver, or the assistant."

Fengtang said: "I know the driver, I'll call and ask!"

The waiting time seemed to be extremely long. Ying and Jiang stared at the last of the four numbers on the lock screen of the phone. After slowly changing from 2 to 7, a call came from Fengtang, saying that congratulations are in Yuyuan, tonight There is entertainment.

It's good to know the itinerary, and Ying and Jiang heaved a sigh of relief.

Fengtang said again: "But the driver said, Qing'er has been in for almost four hours, and none of the leaders inside have come out, so you go and see?"

Ying and Jiang could only hear a quick "hmm", thank you, and put the phone down.

Coming down from the Second Ring Elevated Road, passing through the city center and passing through the bustling area, he arrived at Yuyuan at about eleven o'clock. The parking lot of Diaoyutai next to Kuanzhai Alley was particularly eye-catching. He should patrol around and see no congratulatory people. The car is a row of pure black cars. The scene looks like some officials are dining here.

Ying and Jiang arrived at the gate of Yuyuan, and saw a familiar person, just about to ask, the other party greeted first: "Mr. Ying!"

Ying Yujiang nodded, and said coldly, "Is Young Master He in there?"

The other party was stunned for a moment, and before he nodded, Ying Yujiang couldn't wait any longer, grabbed the gilded beast's head, and opened the door to enter.

How much he hoped that the congratulations were just because the phone was out of battery, that's all.

He walked through the hall all the way, followed by two managers, who didn't know who he was, with a fierce look on his face, and he was not at ease. He was afraid that he knew that Young Master He was setting up the stage today and came to trouble him... If He Don't worry about anything happening in Diaoyutai, they don't want to get out of it here.

A manager still held the recipe in his hand, and chased after him for a few steps, holding a pager, and reminded him: "Sir, there are Vice President Zhang and Young Master He, you... I, our place is Diaoyutai, and everything is done according to The one from Diaoyutai in Beijing imitated the State Guest House, and our manager is also from the State Guest House, and our security is also very strict. If you insist on breaking in later, we will take..."

Before saying this sentence, Ying Yujiang suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head, his brows were furrowed tightly, his face was fierce and imposing, and his voice was biting every word very hard.

"The year I contracted Diaoyutai, your boss probably hasn't been in Diaoyutai in Beijing yet."

After finishing this sentence, he didn't have time to look at the young manager with a pale face, so he heard a cry in his ear: "Mr. Ying!"

The little manager turned even paler, and tremblingly said to the manager who came out from the back kitchen: "Boss, manager..."

The manager knew about the situation when he saw these two people, he held his anger and had nowhere to vent, and he couldn't figure out what the situation was, so Ying and Jiang just came to Chengdu on a business trip, after all, this person gained power quickly and fell Soon, it spread everywhere, and when it reached them, it was just that something happened to Mr. Ying.

Ying Yujiang didn't have time to catch up with him at the moment, he had already heard the voice, pointing to a closed door, saying: "You help me open this door..."

Before the words could finish, the door slammed open.

He Qing almost stumbled out from the inside, lying on the door, her fair face blushing all over her neck, sweat dripping from her forehead, there were a few middle-aged men standing behind her, two of them stretched out their hands to help him , one of them had already grabbed He Qing's arm, and shouted, "Young Master He? Young Master He?"

Ying Yujiang felt for a moment that a string in his brain was broken.

He rushed over to help He Qing up, held his face in his hands, and saw Wuliangye bottles lying on the floor of the house, seeing He Qing drooping his eyes and not making a sound, a strong smell of liquor came to his face, and his forehead was still sweating , looked up and asked the people behind him: "How much did you drink?"

He Qing put her chin on his shoulder: "No, not much..."

The friend who came to help was also dim-eyed, but still a little conscious: "You, who are you?"

Ying and Jiang choked their throats: "Young Master He's driver."

When He Qing heard this, she smiled cheerfully, couldn't open her eyes, covered her stomach with her hands, and turned to look at Deputy Zhang, who was wearing a coat behind him and who also drank a little too much.

The latter saw that He Qing was still looking at him when he was drunk, and smiled, with a strong voice: "Xiao He, don't worry, brother will do it for you."

He Qing stretched out his hand and made an "ok" gesture, waved to the men he brought, and ordered: "Go to the door and call Deputy Zhang's driver in... Arrange, arrange to send it back, be sure to implement it... "

The subordinate hadn't drunk too much yet, so he answered in fear and trepidation, and hurried to the door.

After congratulating him, he obediently placed his chin on Yu Jiang's shoulder, and whispered, "Let's go home..."

With a sullen face, Ying Yujiang embraced his two arms, directly put He Qing on his back, and glared at everyone present, drunk or not, all were frightened by this look For a moment, no one dares to take a stab.

After a while, seeing He Qing drunk like this again, he carried him on his back again.

But this time, he drank significantly more.

He helped He Qing into his car, driving slowly just like the general saw him, thinking about whether to find a place to buy some hangover medicine and honey water, so He Qing opened his eyes and yelled to stop.

Ying Yu slammed the brakes and forced the car to a stop on the side of the road. He Qing staggered and pushed the car door, almost rolling down, holding onto a tree by the road, and vomited it out.

Ying Yujiang rushed over to help him, holding a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and was about to unscrew it for He Qing to drink.

He saw that He Qing was covering his stomach, squatting curled up, and vomited a small puddle of blood.

He felt his brain explode in an instant.

Ying Yujiang's eyes darkened again, and he went to get a wet tissue, held his congratulations, and wiped his mouth.

He Qing was already in so much pain that he was almost delirious, his forehead was covered in cold sweat, his eyes were half-opened and he couldn't make a sound, he opened his mouth, the tip of his tongue, his lips and teeth were bloodshot, he was so excited that he would not dare to look down at him.

After carrying He Qing into the car, he stepped on the gas pedal all the way to find the nearest hospital, and went to the emergency room. The doctor inside pushed He Qing in, and Ying Yu stood outside alone and waited.

He lit a cigarette, turned on his phone, went to click on the call history, and called Fengtang.

Ying and Jiang didn't talk nonsense, and cut straight to the point: "Master Feng, may I ask, who is Deputy Zhang from the city?"

Fengtang was in high spirits, thinking that Ying and Jiang had gone to pick up the congratulations, why did they ask this?

He tried hard to recall the title of "Deputy Zhang", and suddenly remembered it, and slapped his forehead: "It's from the Education Bureau! It seems to be the Jinniu District? Or which district, anyway, it's not my mother's district... Hey, Lan Lan, do you know? ..."

Education Bureau.

Ying Yujiang felt a pain in his heart, opened his mouth and couldn't speak, stood up abruptly, and the cigarette in his hand was wiped out with his rough fingertips just like the night he was in Jingang.