Those big enemies who were so drunk that their faces were red and their ears were red were mostly woken up by the wine.
After shaking hands with Haiye's brother Dong Gongming again and saying goodbye, the moment Wang Pan turned around, he regained his old look of having eyes on his head and didn't even look at Jiang Cheng and the others.
As Zhang Shiwei's life secretary, Wang Pan does have the confidence to look down on everyone in Jiangcheng.
Jiang Cheng and the others might not get to see the people Wang Pan comes in contact with in their lifetime.
Wang Pan was about to leave, but I stopped him and said something casually.
Wang Pan turned his head in a daze and asked in a commanding manner: "What is the telephone number of the State Grid Secretary? Which of you has it?"
A group of people waiting outside the door responded immediately: "Mr. Qing? Mr. Qing from the State Grid Corporation of China? Is there someone like Mr. Qing? I don't know? I am from the State Grid Corporation of China."
"Is it...that Xiao Qing from the Planning and Development Office?"
"Ho!"
"How dare you, Xiaoqing, call yourself the boss in front of Secretary Wang?"
"It seems that he hasn't spent enough time training at the grassroots level."
After Wang Pan left for a long time, there was still silence in Dahao's bag.
The group of big enemies stood looking at me stupidly, their eyes filled with thunderous waves.
They all said that Yandu was full of bosses who could turn the clouds and rain with their hands and shake the earth with a snap of their fingers, but the one just now had already surpassed their fantasy skyline.
Jiang Cheng and that awesome guy were huddled in the corner of the door, not daring to express their anger. It’s as if I haven’t gotten over the conversation between Wang Pan and me yet.
I was sitting on the main seat with my big horse and golden sword, my face was cold and silent, and everywhere I looked, I saw the fearful eyes of worshipers.
In the end, it was Haiye who broke the dead atmosphere and warmly greeted everyone to sit down and continue eating and drinking.
But Jiang Cheng's group was deliberately left alone.
I stood up slowly, looked at the group of *** who wanted to leave but didn't dare, and said softly: "Am I a liar?"
Jiang Cheng smiled uglier than crying and shook his head desperately.
"You two framed me as a liar. How to settle this account? Is it public or private?"
Under the mist.
Jiang Chenghe's face turned pale and he was sweating profusely: "You, take the charter."
I said numbly: "That's it. You two finish these two boxes of wine. I won't be responsible if you die."
"Private. Climb out on your knees."
In the end, Jiang Cheng and that awesome guy chose to go public.
There is only one reason why I chose to use such an extreme method of disposal.
I want to beat up that awesome guy named Zhao Weikai in Jiang Cheng!
If you don't hit them painfully during the first contact in this way, they will have to put eye drops on them later.
For such people, only by beating them to the point of pain will they be afraid of me.
If you are afraid of me, the Sun God Needle Second Base will not encounter any difficulties in the local area.
It was only after I returned to the family area that I found out about the husband Jiang Cheng and Zhao Weikai had chosen.
After finishing the two boxes of wine, the two people were carried out and sent to the hospital.
The final result was that Zhao Weikai took the initiative to pay the bill, and Dong Gongming packed up all the delicacies left on the table and took them away.
Um.
Before leaving, Haiye also handed over a box of real Fenjiu and five real 1916s.
All of this was recorded in Jiang Cheng's account.
The rules of doing things since ancient times are difficult and dangerous from bottom to top. From top to bottom, that's unobstructed.
With this beating, the plan to acquire the hydropower station is finalized.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, anxious and frightened, I entered the steel seam warehouse and accompanied Zhong Xiaojing.
She was said to be a companion, but in fact she was just sitting outside the sterile room like a zombie, stupidly watching the fifth master Zhang Xikui and the little puppy going about their business.
I can't help, and Fifth Master doesn't want my help.
Today is the first twenty-four hours after Zhong Xiaojing's surgery, and it is also the most dangerous twenty-four hours.
When I came in,
Zhong Xiaojing's body suffered serious complications, his heartbeat disappeared several times, and his blood oxygen once dropped below 60.
Fortunately, Wu Ye and Xiao Nai Dog fought hard to save him, and with Zhong Xiaojing's strong self, at around three o'clock in the morning, he finally crawled out of the hell gate again.
His body was covered with all kinds of instruments and all kinds of drainage tubes inserted, which made me feel heart palpitations and nausea.
Now, apart from praying, there is really nothing I can do to help. .
After coming out of the sterile room, Mr. Wu kicked me out of the warehouse.
When I asked about Zhong Xiaojing's situation, Master Wu only said one sentence, life or death.
I know that Mr. Wu is a sharp-tongued man, but I'm still worried that Zhong Xiaojing won't survive.
For the next forty-eight hours, I spent the next fourty-eight hours in such fear and anxiety. It was not until the seventy-two-hour danger period passed that Zhong Xiaojing finally made it through without any danger.
In the words of the little puppy, this is a fucking miracle.
At around eleven o'clock in the morning that day, Xing Huaiying knocked on the steel seam warehouse for the first time.
When I saw the dog tag he stuffed in and heard him announce his identity code, I almost doubted my ears.
Since Fangzhou was split up and Xing Huaiying was transferred, this is the first time he has returned to Fangzhou's family area in seven years.
It is no exaggeration to say that it is unprecedented.
Not only is it unprecedented, but it is also risking death!
The Fifth Master was not surprised at all by Xing Huaiying's arrival. Instead, he cursed at Xing Huaiying and showed no good looks.
That scene was like a replica of the first time I met Mr. Wu.
Xing Huaiying, on the other hand, was obedient to the fifth master, offering him a good cigarette, with a smile full of unspeakable flattery, and his red eyes filled with twinkling tears.
Under the dimmest light, the tears are brighter and more captivating than the brightest star in the night sky.
After spending a full two hours checking Zhong Xiaojing's body, Xing Huaiying took off his mask and looked at me quietly: "People can live. Can they wake up? When will they wake up? It depends on his fate."
Hearing this, I was filled with sadness and joy, and sat down on the ground.
Four days and four nights of worry, fear, and pain finally came to fruition at this moment.
The breath that was held in his heart was finally released at this moment.
I let out a long breath and leaned against the cold wooden box. Unknowingly, tears fell down my face.
It’s better if Zhong Xiaojing can’t die.
It doesn't matter whether he wakes up or not, I will take care of him for the rest of his life.
"Someone is investigating you."
