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The ideological and political road means to remind all government departments on this road to always think about the government and the country, and be public servants of the hardworking people!

However, some people's public servants have become the mainstream consumers of Yipinlou. They taste the food that the people can't exchange for a year's income, but they eat it with peace of mind!

At this very moment, next to the window, on the wine table in the spacious room labeled Yishi Qingming, the sound of wine glasses being collided can be heard endlessly. The leader is a middle-aged man with big ears, bald head, wearing a In a white shirt, with his chest exposed, a large amount of dark chest hair was exposed, and a pair of golden eyes on the bridge of his nose. He was full of style. Everyone at the table stood up and toasted him. He sat firmly On the chair, he didn't postpone the toast, and accepted all the orders, his face gradually turned red.

After a few rounds, even he, who called himself a tumbler, was a little bit overwhelmed, but he was still generous and did not shirk.

"What's going on outside, why is it so noisy."

The leader, a middle-aged man in a white shirt, leaned lazily on the chair, hiccupped happily, glanced drunkenly at the white stream of chefs below, and asked for no reason.

"Secretary Yuan, I guess there is some chef competition going on outside."

A black-faced man covered with pockmarks glanced at the chefs rushing towards the first-class building, and explained with a flattering smile.

"Oh."

Yuan Kun nodded, raised his glass, and continued drinking with everyone.

"Secretary Yuan, why does that car look familiar to me?"

The bald man who looked like a pregnant woman with a beer belly leaning against the window glanced at the car not far below. Looking at the license plate number, he vaguely seemed to have seen it somewhere, especially the non-mainstream color of the car, which made him more determined. own ideas.

But he really drank a little too much, his brain is not very sharp, and he can't remember where he saw these two cars.

"The car?"

Yuan Kun squinted his drunken eyes, and was about to stand up unsteadily, but tried several times without success, and finally gave up the plan to stand up and watch.

"Isn't that Yin Zongyun's car?"

Another person with a shiny face glanced at the car and immediately remembered the owner of the car.

"Yes, it's Yin Zongyun's car, but that kid has the same temperament as Lao Yin, and he likes women's butts. I guess this hobby will be inherited."

Yuan Kun shook his big head and giggled strangely, his eyes were full of sensuality.

"hey-hey."

The others also smiled in agreement. This old Yin likes women's butts, but everyone knows it well. Many girls have been caught by him, and they are already used to it.

"Yeah? Isn't that Yin Zongyun? Why is this kid being supported by someone? He doesn't seem to be drunk, but he seems to have been beaten..."

The pockmarked black-faced man watched a large number of people in white coats rushing towards the door. With good eyesight, he immediately saw Yin Zongyun who was being held up, his whole body was swollen, and he looked in a state of embarrassment.

"Being beaten, who in Zhongzhou would dare to beat Yin Zongyun."

The bald man who looked like a pregnant woman took a sip of his wine and said nonchalantly, "Old Yin is the Secretary-General of Zhongzhou City, who dares to provoke his baby!"

"It's really Yin Zongyun, take a look."

The middle-aged man with a greasy face pointed at the crowd outside the window, and shouted in surprise, he thought his eyes were out of order, and someone dared to touch Yin Zongyun in Zhongzhou City, and judging by Yin Zongyun's appearance, it seemed that he was still injured. .

"Go out and see."

Yuan Kun stood up staggeringly, and walked out with a cold face. He and Lao Yin were college classmates, and they were later assigned to Zhongzhou City together. They had a close relationship, otherwise they wouldn't have finished making fun of Lao Yin. He wanted to see who had the guts to beat Yin Zongyun.

"When everyone is here, we will discuss a reasonable distribution plan. Huayuhun School only produces so many carved vegetables every day.

If every family does not allow you to rob each other, the final result will be a quarrel and break up. Anyway, I am fine today, so I will settle this matter. "

Jiang Hao followed Zheng Siyuan to the front, discussing the specific distribution of vegetable carvings for students in Huayuhun Sculpture School while walking.

There are a lot of knives carved by Hua Yuhun every day, but there is still a big gap with the supply of carvings for daily meals.

The jade products carved by the Yizijue carving knife method are exquisite, and the vegetables carved are also not weak, but there are only so many carvings, everyone wants to share more, this is the contradiction!

"You are a supplier, and I, Zheng Siyuan, obey the distribution arrangement. No matter how much you give me, I have no complaints, but I believe that Principal Jiang will not treat Yipinlou badly."

Zheng Siyuan said with a laughing thief, being friends with Jiang Hao not only means that you can get a large number of vegetable carvings, but you can also find Jiang Hao if you want to carve jade in the future. This is the real reason why he made friends with Jiang Hao.

"You don't suffer."

Jiang Hao glanced at Zheng Siyuan speechlessly.

"stop."

Yuan Kun staggered and stopped in front of the crowd, shouted with his tongue tied, and looked behind Jiang Hao with drunken eyes, and sure enough, he saw Yin Zongyun who was caught in a disheveled face.

"Uncle Yuan, save me!"

Yin Zongyun, who was originally at the mercy of others, saw the fat-headed and big-eared Yuan Kun, and burst into tears with excitement. Yuan Kun is the secretary of the Zhongzhou Municipal Party Committee. As long as he said a word, Jiang Hao would not dare to embarrass himself. To the real savior.

"Let him go."

Yuan Kun shouted in a majestic voice with his tongue out, not many people in the entire Zhongzhou City dared to disobey his will, how could he just watch his friend's son being beaten.

"he is?"

Jiang Hao asked curiously. He had a vague feeling that he had seen the fat man in front of him somewhere before. His eyes swept over several people beside Yuan Kun one by one. Suddenly, Jiang Hao recalled from the depths of his memory. When they left the place where they met, a sneer of disdain curled up on the corner of their mouths.

However, he has indeed seen the few people in front of him, and he is very familiar with each of them, because he controls a shocking secret of these people, a secret that controls their life and death.

"Have you blinded your dog's eyes? This is the party secretary of Zhongzhou City. Who beat him like this? Let him go quickly."

The bald man with a big belly glanced contemptuously at Jiang Hao who was standing still, thinking that Jiang Hao had been bet, and with a look of complacency, he stared coldly at the two security guards supporting Yin Zongyun and ordered.

"what."

The two security guards were shocked by the aura emanating from the bald man. Those who can drink with the secretary of the municipal party committee must not be simple people. How dare they continue to support Yin Zongyun, let go of their hands, and let Yin Zongyun slide down by himself .

"Uncle Yuan, you must avenge me."

Yin Zongyun kicked his legs hoarsely, endured the severe pain from his crotch, and ran to Yuan Kun's side to seek shelter, and stared at Jiang Hao viciously. The hanging heart was put back into the stomach.

Zheng Siyuan glanced at Jiang Hao worriedly, there was nothing he could do about the situation in front of him, and he began to regret coming in with Jiang Hao in his heart. It's coming to an end, what should I do?

"Party Secretary?"

Jiang Hao moved his wrist, and walked step by step to the bald man who was standing proudly and wobbly, and he clenched his fist. Under the gaze of everyone, beyond imagination, he slammed his fist straight on the ground. It touched the bald man's nose, and with a click, the bald man's towering nose was immediately pulled down!

Ah!

The bald man screamed, and blood spurted out immediately. He never expected that Jiang Hao would dare to attack him without any fear in front of the secretary of the municipal party committee.

"You dare to hit me, do you know who I am?"

The bald man held his bleeding nose angrily, and stared at Jiang Hao blindfolded. Just now Jiang Hao's fist was very strong, and he roared angrily, gnashing his teeth.

"Go to your sister, I don't care who you are, dare to scold me, kick you to death, make you spray dung in your mouth, and speak politely when you see me in the future."

Jiang Hao put his foot in the bald man's abdomen, and then slapped the bald man, who was already drunk, until he vomited blood and rolled on the ground.

The chefs who followed in and witnessed this scene were stupefied, while the drunk people shuddered, the wine automatically soothed a little, and they stared at the violent Jiang Hao in front of them in a little bewilderment.

"You dare to hit the director of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce."

The black-faced pockmarked man looked at the bald man who was kicked unconscious by Jiang Hao, swallowed, and stared at Jiang Hao with horror on his face, as if he didn't believe that Jiang Hao beat him. After all, Jiang Hao's actions were a bit shocking ....

"what is your job?"

Jiang Hao's slow-moving activist fingers, since the fight started, he has no intention of stopping. Today he is going to teach these self-righteous so-called parents officials a lesson!

"I'm the fire chief, what do you do?"

The black-faced pockmarked man asked confidently, his tone as if he was interrogating someone. People like him are used to speaking condescendingly in the past, so naturally it is not easy to change.

"Damn it to you sister."

Jiang Hao replied directly word for word.

"What did you say?"

The black-faced pockmarked man was stunned by Jiang Hao's extraordinary answer, and stared at Jiang Hao in surprise, suspecting that he was drunk and had hearing problems.

"What. You. Sister."

Jiang Hao took a step forward impatiently, not bothering to talk to him, he stepped on the fat face of the director of the Industry and Commerce Bureau, and said while lying in front of the pockmarked man with black face.

"you……."

The black-faced pockmarked man's face was even darker, like fresh coal dug out, his whole body trembling violently, no one had ever dared to speak to him in such a tone, the young man in front of him was really ignorant.

Jiang Hao reached out and grabbed the chief of the fire department by the collar. He really couldn't figure out how such a thin and skinny figure could be the chief of the fire department, but his face was very suitable for his position. Could it be that his face was blackened because he was fighting a fire? ?

"I'm very angry, please help me put out the fire, Mr. Fire Chief."

Jiang Hao lifted him directly above his head, slashing his hands like throwing garbage, and still landed in the trash can full of garbage not far ahead.

Is this crazy?

Yin Zongyun stared at the crazy Jiang Hao dumbfounded. He felt that it was a mistake for him to provoke Jiang Hao, because Jiang Hao was a psychopath at all.

If other people knew the identities of the two people who were beaten, how could they dare to continue to fight, but Jiang Hao didn't have the slightest scruples, just like teaching a younger brother, he must be a lunatic, a complete lunatic.

Yin Zongyun saw Jiang Hao's eyes cast on himself, and shrank his head back in fright. Jiang Hao's eyes made him tremble with fear. Those eyes are like those of a demon from the eighteenth floor of hell. , Bringing endless nightmares that people can't get rid of.

"No one can save you today."

Jiang Hao didn't even look at the captain of the fire brigade who was struggling in the trash can, his eyes locked on Yin Zongyun, like a black and white impermanence chasing after his soul.

No matter what Yin Zongyun's status is, any woman who dares to flirt with him will have only one end, and that is no good end.