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The three of them went downstairs and got into the Mercedes-Benz left behind by the Beijing Office. Chen Mingyuan drove Fan Jiang home first, and then followed Ning Qiqi's guidance to the hotel where the party was held.

After the heavy snowfall, the road conditions were not very good. The car was squeezed in the crowded traffic, and had to slow down and brake from time to time. Looking at the endless traffic outside the car window, Chen Mingyuan couldn't help but sighed: "I was mentally prepared before I came here, but I really got on the road. , so that you can experience the biggest traffic jam in the world, the first traffic jam in the capital is almost the same.”

Ning Qiqi was amused by the new vocabulary of 'first blockage', and said: "Don't say it, this description is quite appropriate. I have to be blocked from time to time on weekdays. During New Years and holidays, I don't have to be blocked for a few hours. I am sorry for the title of the capital."

Pointing to the car outside the window, she said, "Here, have you seen that most of the cars are from other places, just like those who went to Beijing to catch exams in ancient times."

Chen Mingyuan nodded, that's true, especially during the traditional festivals such as Mid-Autumn Festival and New Year's Eve, it has already become a big tradition for foreign cars to flow into Yanjing from all directions.

In fact, it is not only Yanjing, even the provincial capital city like Qiantang. During holidays, local officials often come to meet with the leaders and deepen the emotional exchange under the guise of the festival. As for the prefecture-level cities and even county towns below, such The official culture is commonplace, and the only difference is the level of leadership they meet.

"Let's just talk about my family. The past two years have been good, and the number of guests received has decreased. A few years ago, when my dad was still working in the ministry, every time these festivals came, the threshold of my family was almost broken. I ran outside to hide, and when I got home, those gift boxes almost filled the living room, and it was hard to find a place to stay."

Ning Qiqi covered her mouth and said with a smile: "Every time, my mother is disturbed for many days and has to worry about disposing of those so-called local products. Once there were too many mooncakes, she simply killed them all. Take it to the school and distribute it."

Chen Mingyuan smiled slightly. With Ning Lizhong's nature, he naturally disdained to accept these kindnesses. Unfortunately, in this circle of fame and fortune, being too upright will often only backfire. In the future, whether it is work or career development, estrangement and alienation from other people will bring a lot of hidden dangers and troubles.

Therefore, within the acceptable range, accepting some small favors and gifts has become a tacit unspoken rule in Huaxia officialdom.

Suddenly, Ning Qiqi frowned slightly, and muttered: "However, at the end of this year, there will be fewer people rushing to my house..."

Chen Mingyuan didn't say anything, and he had foreseen this for a long time. When the situation is still unclear, whether Ning Lizhong can successfully enter the game is still uncertain, and most people will naturally not easily stand in line.

Probably, until this year passes, everything will be settled.

The place where Ning Qiqi and her friends meet is in a stone alley near Houhai. It is called Hexiao Mansion. Chen Mingyuan has heard of it. It is said that it used to be the mansion of a prince in the Qing Dynasty. The main dishes are Manchurian stews. The grade is not considered high-end in Yanjing. Basically, as long as the wallet is thick enough, you can enter the house, but looking at the luxury cars parked outside the yard, you can know that most of the guests here are either rich or expensive.

Chen Mingyuan sent the people there, and wanted to find another place for dinner, but Ning Qiqi pulled him to get off the car together, "Don't tell me, since they're all here, let's eat together, why bother to go the wrong way, at this point , those restaurants are almost full, and you can’t find a seat by yourself.”

Chen Mingyuan declined and said, "I don't even know each other, so I won't disappoint, just find a small restaurant and order."

"Aren't you making it difficult for me? I promised my dad that I will treat you well, and my friends are all nice. It's no big deal to have an extra pair of chopsticks."

Ning Qiqi pouted unhappily, and simply resorted to her trump card, leaned against the car seat, and said, "Since you won't go, then I won't get out of the car either. Anyway, wherever you go to eat, I'll follow you wherever you go." dinner, or we both go home."

Chen Mingyuan couldn't help but laugh, this kind of stubbornness that would not give up until the goal was achieved, was in the same line as Ning Lizhong, after thinking about it, he said: "Well, I'll sit there for a while, but remember not to say that I am your father's secretary. "

This is for Ning Qiqi's sake, I went out to have a meal with my friends, and took my father's secretary with me, people who didn't know heard it, and thought that I was sent by Ning Lizhong to monitor Ning Qiqi, it's okay to be criticized , the main reason is that Ning Qiqi will lose face easily.

You know, these high-ranking children under the imperial city, usually the most important thing is face!

Ning Qiqi naturally understood his kindness, and happily agreed, and then dragged him into the mansion together.

In front of the red door with copper nails, after Ning Qiqi reported her name, the foreman in a mandarin jacket led the two of them inside, passed through seven or eight doors, and came to a quiet wing room. Yellow silk curtains, bead curtains and tassels, the decoration is natural and elegant, and all the antique furniture are placed, giving the room an air of royal nobility.

Chen Mingyuan saw all these details in his eyes. Although the Manchu Dynasty had long since come to an end, the aristocratic culture had been passed down intact, and was regarded as a symbol of status and glory by the rich and powerful in China.

In the wing room, in front of the landscape screen, there was a round table for dining. There were two young people sitting beside the table. When they saw Ning Qiqi, they got up and said hello.

"This is a friend of mine from Dongjiang Province, named Chen Mingyuan. I had nowhere to go at night, so I brought a piece with me."

Ning Qiqi introduced the people one by one.

The tall, thin man with gold-rimmed glasses was Wang Xiuquan, whose father was the deputy director of the State Administration of Radio, Film and Television, and the other man, who was a junior in a black suit, was called Hou Zhiqing, who worked in the Yanjing Armed Police Force, and whose father was the deputy director of the Ministry of Public Security.

The two high-ranking boys didn't have any pretensions, and they both smiled and shook hands with Chen Mingyuan. Although they were still a little reserved like the princes of the imperial city, their attitudes were still friendly, which gave Ning Qiqi enough face.

The children of high-ranking cadres do not mean that they are all playboys who bully men and women, especially if the parents of the two can be mixed into the middle and upper levels of the Republic, their family education must be much better than that of the officials' children in the market, at least they will not be idle. Picking quarrels and provoking trouble for no reason at an ordinary gathering of friends, if he is really stupid and rampant, it will only make everyone unhappy and humiliate his own identity.

Besides, they all know Ning Qiqi's family background well. Seeing that Chen Mingyuan can be friends with the daughter of a feudal official, and presumably he is a master with some background and status, it wouldn't hurt to make friends.

Immediately, Ning Qiqi apologized again: "It's snowing, the road is too congested, please bear with me."

"It's okay, the banquet hasn't started anyway." Hou Zhi smiled brightly, and his speech and demeanor seemed more bold and unrestrained.

Ning Qiqi asked curiously: "Speaking of which, why are you two alone, what about the others?"

"They all went to the other side to join in the fun." Wang Xiuquan pointed to the opposite room, and said with a wry smile: "Today, a master of gods and men came. I heard that he has great supernatural powers. Not only can he know fortune-telling and fortune-telling, Ren Yun said, those guys saw the freshness, so they all ran over to listen to the sermon."

He took another look at Chen Mingyuan and said, "By the way, I heard that the Taoist priest also came from Dongjiang Province. He seems to be called Tianshi He."

Chen Mingyuan just laughed, no need to guess, the master of the gods is probably the Heavenly Master He from the Jade Immortal Temple in Yulong Mountain.

I thought back then that I and Cen Ruohan would not be able to meet each other when I went to visit the mountain in person. I didn’t expect to meet in this small courtyard when I came to Yanjing. Moreover, depending on the situation, the magic stick became more and more high-end. They were treated as guests of honor.

Seeing him smiling, Ning Qiqi asked, "You know him?"

Chen Mingyuan shook his head: "I don't know him, but I have heard that he is quite famous in the provincial capital."

Although he has never seen the real person of He Tianshi, he has already noticed that this magic stick was behind the fall of Kang Maohui and Zhang Jiyong. Combined with what Mu Jiayin revealed, He Tianshi must have been influenced by Mu Jiayin. According to the instruction, he made Kang Maohui and Zhang Jiyong collude together, and then revealed a big flaw, which gave him a good opportunity to uproot the two of them.

Ning Qiqi's eyes lit up, and she said with great interest: "That's a coincidence, I didn't meet you last time when I went to Qiantang, and I still see you here, let's go and have a look."

Wang Xiuquan and Hou Zhiqing looked at each other, and said disapprovingly: "What's the point of this, in my opinion, it's nothing more than a magic stick pretending to be a ghost, and the person who invited the magic stick is Wen Jinhua, that kid has bad intentions, It was purely because he was getting close to Jia Kui's family, and he heard that the old man of Jia's family believed in Taoism, so he invited the magic stick from Qiantang to be a favor."

Chen Mingyuan was a little surprised. He didn't expect that it was Wen Jinhua who invited people to Yanjing. Moreover, from what Wang Xiuquan said, He Tianshi was probably Wen Jinhua's stepping stone into the elite circle of the capital. He wanted to take the opportunity to curry favor with Jia. Family.

I heard from Lu Weiting before that Wen Jinhua is now flourishing in Yanjing's dandy circle. Although his business in Qiantang has suffered a great setback, relying on the help of Jia Kui and other sons and brothers, he still comes from other fields. Gained a lot of benefits.

"Wen Jinhua, you should have heard of it. The son of Wen Haichen, secretary of the Qiantang Municipal Party Committee, is teaming up with your father. I heard that the relationship between the two is not very good. If you met in the past, it would be boring for you."

Hou Zhiqing didn't seem to be too impressed with Wen Jinhua, so he curled his lips and said, "That kid is really interesting. After coming to Yanjing last year, he sharpened his head all day long and wanted to join our circle. Huyou boasted a few times, and regarded that guy as a buddy, and now he dares to send the magic stick invited by this person to his grandfather, it is purely delusional."

Ning Qiqi had also heard that Wen Haichen had a bad relationship with her father. Now that she heard that Wen Jinhua hired a magic stick to fool her, she became more interested. She twisted her waist and said excitedly: "That's more I have to go see him, if he is really a magic stick, we will expose him on the spot, and see how he will mess up in Yanjing in the future!"