My Spy Years

  Chapter 19 Dinner

  When Lao Ma left Mr. Fu's room, his legs were limp.

   Almost scrambling and rushing into the door of his own room, a woman's scolding came from inside.

   "Leader, let's let it go?" a team member asked.

  Song Fuguo didn't answer right away. About a few minutes later, Big Eyes quietly came back from the corner outside Ma's house, shaking his head to indicate that he didn't hear any suspicious conversations.

   "Arrange two unfamiliar faces and keep an eye on him." Song Fuguo said in a deep voice.

  In the next room opposite, Kang Erniu looked out from the crack of the door, and everyone in the room breathed a sigh of relief after the sound of chaotic footsteps disappeared.

   "Change place! Damn!" Kang Erniu cursed in a low voice.

There is no way to stay in this place. During the day, the patrol room comes to arrest people, and they are probably my comrades. At night, another group of people come here. They look like spies. They go back and forth, and everyone will not be arrested. Sooner or later, the arrest will be frightened out of good or bad.

  If this group of people came to knock on the door just now, Kang Erniu had already planned to lead his comrades to fight the other party desperately.

   "Old Kang, we have no money to rent a new house." A middle-aged man said with a sigh.

   There was a silence in the room.

  After last year’s raids, everyone hid in Tibet and changed several jobs. The money they earned was used not only to fund activities, but also to support their families. Everyone’s pockets were cleaner than their faces.

  Kang Erniu pondered for a while, and gritted his teeth, "I know where to go, but I don't know if it's safe now."

  …

   Yingbin Building.

   is a restaurant and a theater.

  Eat wine in the hall, sing opera on stage, eat wine and listen to opera at the same time. Jin Kemu is a fan of opera, so he would choose this place as his host. .

  When Cheng Qianfan arrived, all the patrolmen had already eaten and drank.

   "Xiao Cheng, Jintou is the host, why did he come so late, he will be punished with alcohol."

   "Xiao Cheng, are you being pestered by some pretty girl?"

  Everyone burst into laughter.

   "Here, there is a seat reserved." He Guan greeted.

  Cheng Qianfan thanked him, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute Jin Kemu, and said with a wry smile, "I went to the teacher's house after I got off duty. The teacher's wife wanted to save a meal, so it was delayed for a while."

   While speaking, he put the foreign wine on the table, "The teacher has some important business to deal with, so he can't come here, so he ordered me to bring a bottle of good wine and a golden head."

   "Oh?" Jin Kemu raised his eyebrows, glanced at Cheng Qianfan, and happily said to everyone, "The good wine in Xiu's house must be the best. Thank you, Xiu for me."

  When everyone heard the words, they all agreed in unison, and they almost praised this bottle of wine as fine wine.

   "Come here, open it." Jin Kemu said with a smile, "This foreign wine is a good thing."

  Cheng Qianfan served Jin Kemuman, and poured wine for his master Ma Yishou, then handed the bottle to He Guan, signaling him to pour wine for everyone.

   "Your boy, you always know how to push me around." He Guan muttered.

   "I asked you to pour the wine, what are you mumbling about?" Jin Kemu scolded with a smile.

  Seeing He Guan smilingly taking the bottle and pouring it around, everyone laughed, and looked at Cheng Qianfan with more intriguing expressions.

   "Golden head, Qianfan borrows flowers to offer Buddha, I wish you good luck and good luck."

"Haha, you boy, okay, I'll drink this glass of wine." Jin Kemu said happily, took a sip of the wine, and smiled again: "Okay, sit down, since this is a private banquet, don't take a sip Jin-headed one, you and He Guan are good friends, if you don't mind, just call him Uncle Jin."

  Cheng Qianfan was eager to do this, so he changed his name with joy.

  Everyone looked at each other, and they all laughed and shouted that it would take a few more drinks.

  Since Jin Kemu said that it was a private banquet, everyone was more open-minded, and they had a good drink without changing cups.

  …

   At this time, Hua Dan, who had finished singing a song, was led by the head teacher to toast.

  The team leader’s surname is Zhao. Holding a wine glass, he walked to the wine table and smiled flatteringly: “Zhao’s second respects Inspector Jin and all the police officers. You police officers have worked hard to keep the party safe.”

   As he spoke, Team Leader Zhao drank a cup by himself, and pushed the girl beside him forward, "Chunxiang, I respect the police officers."

  Miss Chunxiang flushed with embarrassment, but the blushes added to her beauty, and she said shyly, "Chunxiang respects all police officers."

   First, he took a sip, probably because he was not used to drinking, so he stuck out his **** spicy way.

   Then he learned from his class teacher, drank it all in one gulp, choked on it, covered his mouth lightly and coughed again and again

   "Okay!" Everyone screamed strangely, and He Guan even shouted, "Sing a song, sing a song."

  Team leader Zhao said to Chunxiang, "Come on, there are no outsiders here, let's sing a little bit to cheer up the police officers."

  Chunxiang was shy for a while, opened the mouth of the sandalwood lightly, and sang softly: "It turns out that there are so many purples and reds blooming everywhere, like this, they are all ruined. If there is a good day and beautiful scenery, no matter what day, I will enjoy it in someone's house..."

   This is an aria from "A Dream in the Garden" in "The Peony Pavilion" in Kunming District.

  Chunxiang was already handsome, but the flowing eyebrows added a bit of charm.

   There was an ear-splitting applause at the banquet, and everyone kept shouting: "One more time, one more time!"

  Jin Kemu applauded, then waved his hand, Leader Zhao offered another glass of wine, and left with the woman.

  Cheng Qianfan glanced at the woman's back, thoughtful.

  …

  Wait until the wine has passed three rounds and the dishes have tasted five flavors, these people have no more control over their mouths, and they are talking nonsense all over the place.

  Bai Mudan of the big world was taken care of by Fan Gandi, the brother-in-law of Liang Fangshu, the chief inspector of the Songhu Police Command. Inspector Chen Haitao, who had long been coveting Bai Mudan, was very upset, and threatened to find Fan Gundi's bad luck.

  What? The third concubine of a quartermaster of the Security Corps stationed in Shanghai and a white Russian were stuck on the bed in a private house on Sinan Road.

  Why is there a ghost in Jia Dafu’s home on Albert Road? Jia’s family had been running a water and land dojo for half a month, but there was a scandal about a fake Taoist priest hooking up with his concubine.

   This group of people drank too much cat urine and dared to say anything.

  Jin Kemu has been observing. He noticed that among these subordinates, only Cheng Qianfan was quite stable, and he only applauded to add to the fun.

  However, he wasn't out of gregariousness. This kid drank cup after cup with everyone, very enthusiastically.

   Couldn't help but secretly nodded in his heart.

   As expected of Xiu Gongshen's key students, he is indeed a talent.

  Thinking of what happened today, Jin Kemu was more or less upset that he had been kicked out of the shelves.

   "Qianfan, you will accompany everyone for a walk on behalf of Uncle Jin." Jin Kemu paused for a while, and then said, "Why not, you also come together."

   "Okay, Uncle Jin." Cheng Qianfan was secretly happy, with a wry smile on his slightly drunk face, "After this round, Qian Fan is probably going to lie down under the table."

  Everyone laughed.

   Sure enough, after this lap, Cheng Qianfan passed out immediately. He was too drunk to drink. He reluctantly confessed his guilt without making a fuss, and squinted himself on the table.

  Jin Kemu let out a hey, this kid.

  It seems that he was drunk for six or seven minutes just now, and he asked him to pass the level without hesitation, but he was obedient, which also reassured Jin Kemu slightly. He was worried that this kid would disobey discipline because of Xiu Gongshen's power.

   Well, the wine is not bad. From the perspective of wine quality, the more I look at this kid, the more I like him. It would be even better if he is not a man who repairs his brachius.

   Urgently looking for collection, please recommend tickets, thank you, if you haven't invested yet, you can invest.

  (end of this chapter)