Banquet

"Grandpa, where can I call someone?" Gu Yan walked in from outside the courtyard, turning the key with one hand, while laughing and laughing.

Zhao Rou hurried out when she heard the sound, her eyes were slightly red, she couldn't hide the joy in her heart, and said angrily, "What's wrong with you, you didn't come back until today, don't you miss us?"

Gu Yan finished calling, then took out a handful of lilies from behind, hugged his mother and said, "I miss Miss Zhao the most, why are you getting more and more beautiful, and you don't think about your son's haggard appearance at all?"

Zhao Rou was still young when she married into the Gu family, compared to similar headed mistresses, she was indeed well-raised and beautiful.

She usually doesn't like servants calling herself "Madam", and the maids brought from her natal family have always followed the rules before she left the cabinet and called her Miss.

Zhao Rou took the flowers her son bought, smiled brightly, and smiled at Gu Mingyuan: "Look, you haven't given me flowers for many years, and now my son knows to replace you." Gu Mingyuan came out slowly, far less The two old people who were looking forward to it early and the wife who was eager to go out.

He was not in a hurry, and stood idle at the end.

He nodded slightly at his son, then looked at his beautiful wife, and replied with a smile: "The beauty conceals the present and the past, and the delicate flowers complement the jade face. It's so good, let us father and son take turns to send you off, every month and every year."

With a gentle face, Gu Zhongxun said to a group of people in the yard: "What does it look like to gather here, let's go back to the house."

The heating was turned on in the house, and the family sat in the living room and talked.

Zhao Rou touched her son's cheek and said distressedly: "Did you lose weight? Can't you eat outside? How long will you stay this time?"

The mother always looks at her son with pity.

Gu Yan also knew it in his heart, so he touched his chin and said with a smile: "Mom, if you touch it, you still have a double chin, but I like to lift my head up so I can't see it."

Zhao Rou patted him, and really stretched out her hand to pinch it, frowned and said: "I've lost weight somewhere, it's all bones, and my hand is very tight." She was worried, got up and went to the kitchen to rearrange a few dishes, intending to Let's talk about raising the son well.

Gu Yan leaned on the sofa, looking helplessly at his mother's busy figure, but his eyes were deeply satisfied.

"I'll have about two weeks of vacation when I come back this time." Gu Zhongxun looked at his grandson seriously, and his heart really lost weight.

Zhao Su's eyes moved slightly, hiding the joy in his heart, and said calmly: "In this case, the Ministry of Commerce has a meeting, you go to it."

Gu Yan didn't answer, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Gu Mingyuan never cared about his son and was happy to be at leisure.

After a long time, Gu Yan said in a low voice, "I'm going back to Beijing this time, and I don't plan to go back again."

As soon as the words fell, the living room fell silent for a moment, Gu Zhongxun's expression changed, and Zhao Su was overjoyed.

Gu Mingyuan's expression didn't change, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you going to grow old? Your mother and I won't support you."

Gu Yan glanced at his father helplessly, and continued: "This year, the Central Procuratorate is the first to be set up in Beijing. I have a salary and a bonus, so I won't disturb your honeymoon life." The Office is the first brand-new law enforcement and case-handling platform established in China this year.

The Supervision Office stationed in the Law Enforcement and Case Handling Management Center of the public security organs is mainly responsible for the supervision of case filing, investigation activities, and intervention in major, difficult and complicated cases. It is a brand new independent supervision department.

Zhao Su took the conversation and said, "So, you can pass the meeting of the Ministry of Commerce."

Gu Yan nodded, and added: "I don't have time for the last two days."

Zhao Su smiled cheerfully: "Then I will arrange a meeting for them when you have time."

In short, the stinky boy can't escape very far when he comes back, he can slowly cultivate his interest, Zhao Su thought.

"The job in the Central Inspection Office was applied by you yourself, or assigned by the superiors."

Gu Yan waited intently, and sure enough, he heard the expected question.

Following his inner thoughts, he replied calmly, "It's me."

Gu Zhongxun didn't speak, then got up, leaned on crutches, and said lightly: "You guys eat, I still have something to do."

Gu Yan then stood up and said in a low voice: "There is no reason for you to stand while I sit. You can have lunch here, I have something else to do, I won't be back tonight." He lifted his clothes and turned to the kitchen. Zhao Rou said hello and turned to go out.

Zhao Su and Gu Mingyuan looked at each other, Zhao Su's brows and eyes were full of complacency, and he suppressed it forcibly, sighing repeatedly: "I said, old brother, this fate must be there sometimes, and there is no time to force it. Grandchildren, we You can't control it anymore, you have to take care of your body." After speaking, he sighed again.

Gu Mingyuan shook the newspaper, it was probably the fourth time he had read that page, but he still read it with gusto.

Seeing that Gu Zhongxun was so angry that his crutches were trembling, Gu Mingyuan put down the newspaper, quickly got up to support his father, and then shouted loudly at the door: "Nizi, Nizi!"

Outside the house, Gu Yan has long gone.

After Gu Yan went out, he drove to the city.

Halfway through the journey to the elevated road, that irritability flooded my mind again like a tide.

Negative emotions ebb and flow like the tides, making him unable to restrain the movements of his hands.

He stopped the car and took out a cigarette. The smoke ring reflected the bustling city lights, as if he was his only confidant.

I don't know how long it took, the soot under my feet was like silver flakes, scattered on the ground, and the depressive and painful emotions slowly faded away.

The phone rang suddenly, and the name displayed on the screen caused his bottomless eyes to faint slightly with a drop of water.

"I'm here." His voice was low and hoarse, as if a beast was trapped in a cage, and it was urgent to be released.

Since 15, Beijing has governed two counties and sixteen districts. After the reform and opening up, Xicheng District was also known as a wealthy district because of the concentration of state agencies. In recent years, it has been merged with Xuanwu District, so it is not called so, but The investment in finance has been strengthened, and foreign capital and state-owned banks are everywhere, which seems to be regarded as Beijing's financial street.

Rich in the east and rich in the west.

For ordinary people, this place is still a place where every inch of money is precious.

After Gu Yan got off the car, he went straight to a small door at the corner of the street.

Pushing open the door, a long staircase came into view, made of mahogany, with luxurious and complicated long red blankets on the top of the steps, one step at a time, with blankets descending, as if leading to the Styx, the depths of the sea of ​​blood.

Gu Yan walked down expressionlessly and saw the second door.

The first door is still light and ordinary, but the second door is obviously much thicker. Its handle is made of metal, rose gold in color.

Ordinary people think that it can be opened by unscrewing it, but it is not the case. The door is equipped with the latest electronic lock, and the door can only be unlocked by identifying the membership card. Gu Yan obtained the authentication and pushed the door in.

Behind the door seems to be another world.

There is a bar at the gate, a dance floor in the center, sofas and boxes on both sides, and the deafening noise is mixed with dance music, cheers, and screams.

There are many patterns on the packaging, immersed in the crowd, the desire in the depths of human nature has been released.

Gu Yan watched the central dance area with cold eyes, his eyes were as deep as ink, and he could not forget the bottom.

Just when he was standing, there were already several hot women in the bar ogling.

This is not surprising, because the military temperament of being born in the army is the best cultivation of masculinity.

Coupled with the edification of family background, the self-discipline and control experienced outside, the oppressive force that Gu Yan releases in unfamiliar situations cannot be underestimated.

It is an extremely strong male hormone's strong desire to control and control the weak.

Oppression means submission, and submission is equivalent to attraction.

Attraction may not always be established in both directions, but when Gu Yan appears here, he has already constructed the first arrow.

One of the women approached boldly, but was stopped by the bartender before she could reach her.

The woman pushed the bartender away and said coldly: "Why, you dare to touch my identity, have you taught the dog the membership card system for so many years?

The woman's words were vicious and merciless.

Leaving aside her self-important arrogance and meanness, there was some meaning in her words.

This bar named Yese was set up on the corner of Xicheng District, with every inch of gold and skin, and the store was so small that it seemed unobtrusive.

However, it is a well-known meeting place in the world, because it has everything and everything.

From the initial stage of establishment to the opening of business, the membership system is implemented from the beginning to the end.

This system requires you not only to have money and power, but also to meet the eyes of the master of the night.

I heard that the owner of Ye Shi is a doctor, with a peerless appearance and ruthless methods.

Once someone ran into him, but that person broke his hand bone, and said in surprise, "How can I be, I'm just an employee."

As for who the real owner is, it has been ambiguous for so many years, and there is no clear answer, so it has become a mystery.

However, just by looking at the members it recruits and the calm surroundings located near state organs, it can be seen that the people behind it should not be underestimated, but they just don't want to be known.

The bartenders were all selected senior bartenders, and they had a very good demeanor when they heard the words. Before they could speak, the woman was grabbed by the throat.

The person holding him slowly lifted her up. She was petite, but her toes slowly left the ground and hung in the air.

No one heard her screaming hoarsely amidst the loud dance music.

The man's face was rigid and his figure was tall and straight. What was shocking was the way he looked at the woman, which was as calm as a pile of fat without any medium.

The woman was not breathing well, and the slight suffocation made her tremble slightly.

After a long time, the man said slowly: "You dare to be presumptuous here, what are you?"

The author has something to say:

The Economic and Trade Commission was withdrawn in 03 and changed to the Ministry of Commerce. The Ministry of Commerce coordinates economic affairs, and Zhao Su is considered a relatively large official among them.

The Central Prosecutor’s Bureau was just established on January 1th, and it was the first to be set up in Beijing to conduct pilot supervision.

However, this is not a documentary novel. Fictional novels cannot be all realistic, and some of them should be done according to one's heart.

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