Chapter 971

I have some doubts. She is brainwashing me. In the whole Tianlong company, there is such an atmosphere that they excessively doubt ZF's ability and blindly oppose the party and society. Qi mengyan, as a hidden good assistant (or other) of Chen Fusheng, her thoughts are almost highly unified with Chen Fusheng, although she has not yet shown it clearly. On the issue of China's current situation, Qi mengyan also listed several figures with great interest: "ZF advocates rapid economic development all day and is the first in the world. How happy and lucky we are to live in this big family. In fact, they are all narcissistic. In 1955, China's per capita income was 3.2 times that of South Korea and 1.1 times that of Japan. But after more than 50 years of "earth shaking" growth, in 2008, that is, this year, China's per capita income was 3% of Japan's and 7% of South Korea's. What a ridiculous irony it is! Taking this negative economic growth and economic development as their achievements, it can be seen that Chinese officials have really done nothing but draw blood and people's blood. "

I looked at Qi mengyan and tried to say, "what's wrong with you today? What's wrong with you?"

Qi mengyan turned to look at me: "why, don't you think? Before, I never cared about politics, military affairs, and economy. But a few days ago I looked at our family's economic expenditure table and was deeply moved. Although our family seems to be rich on the surface and influential in Beijing, we have to pay hundreds of billions of taxes to ZF and hundreds of billions of activity funds to those so-called senior officials every year in order to develop and strive for projects. ZF also tried to force us to do charity and fund-raising. In fact, most of the money was put into their pockets! "

I saw Qi mengyan suddenly become so deep and dissatisfied, and I missed the opportunity to smile and try to adjust the atmosphere. I patted Qi mengyan on the shoulder and said, "why did you suddenly become angry? There is no need to think about these things. Anyway, money is enough to spend, eat, drink and play. We don't have to cry over other people's mistakes. They don't give us fun. We have fun. "

Qi mengyan seemed to wake up just like a dream, with a smile, and said: "it's mainly because of the age and the consideration of many problems."

I looked at her face and said, "how old are you? As you look, there is a great generosity of worrying about the country and the people. "

Qi mengyan said with a smile, "it's no use worrying about the country! Worried countries may be treated as reactionaries. The state does not let us speak the truth and resist democracy at all. What is the Communist Party has the final say?

We talked about some so-called economic problems inexplicably. Although Qi mengyan's words are radical, they have some opinions. Although I don't quite agree with each other, I also pretend to have a deep sense of the same appearance, and I'm sorry.

When a strong sense of rhythm music, rang, there are many people in the hall began to stand up, step, on the dance floor.

The men and women at the scene began to pair randomly and dance.

In the beautiful music sound, they are dancing and swaying with the eruption of music spring. The beautiful fountain is the crystallization of music. People seem to be able to hear it. The music comes from the spring. They are sometimes unrestrained and sometimes reserved, bringing the human art to the most incisive level.

The huge dance floor can't be described as luxurious any more. The dignitaries and dignitaries are wringing their bodies. The men and women cooperate with each other tacitly and dance softly. It's a harmonious and wonderful scene.

Qi mengyan led me downstairs to the hall.

First we sat down for a drink and watched the dance floor.

For the first time, I realized the communicative function of dancing. It seems that Jinling is right. Now in this society, communication cannot be separated from dancing. I can't imagine how these dignitaries and dignitaries learned so many dances, looked so skilled and so profound.

And our spoof goddess miss qimona, I don't know where to find a handsome dancing partner, handsome reserved, she publicized. Two people can't jump together. Zimona is not dancing, she's drinking.

Qi mengyan looks at her sister and laughs: "what is this Mona doing? Where is dancing? It's clearly practicing martial arts!"

After she smiled, she took my arm and motioned, "let's go up and give her a demonstration! Dance, not so! "

I shake my head: "I advise you not to let me be your partner until you think it over."

Qi mengyan asked with a smile, "why?"

I said, "your feet will swell!"

Qi mengyan looked down at her feet and looked at me doubtfully: "why is it swollen? How can dancing be - "she didn't finish, and immediately realized something.

I smile, urge her to say: "find a can jump, I can't."

Qi mengyan took my hand and said, "it doesn't matter. I don't know. We, we study together. Study hard and make progress every day! "

I'm shocked. I dare to use Chairman Mao's famous words here?

I didn't refuse Qi mengyan any more, but walked into the dance floor with her with a special idea.

We dance to the rhythm of the music. The music is melodious and melodious, but my mood can not be uplifted.

I took a look around the hall and saw a harmonious scene. The valiant security guards, standing in the corner like sculptures, have bright eyes and see everywhere.

The Qi Guangren and Chen Fusheng are sitting in a prominent position and talking freely. I can't hear what they're talking about, but judging from their laughter, their relationship is extraordinary.

I looked at everyone almost once, but I didn't find that the Swat had sent someone over. In other words, the director did not accept Qi Guangren's invitation to participate in the security meeting this time. I don't think it's inappropriate. The Swat bureau is responsible for the security of national leaders. If it always serves these dignitaries and dignitaries, doesn't it tarnish the prestige of the Swat?

Maybe it's because I'm in such a bad mood that Qi mengyan suffers. "Ah," she said, squatting down and crying for pain in her feet.

I thought I deserved it. You didn't listen. But the face is very anxious, support her, back to the seat to sit down.

She gently rubbed the injured foot and looked at me innocently: "how many feet have you stepped on?"

I smiled and said, "never counted! Unclear. You seem to have to be in the bottom ten! "

Qi mengyan is indignant and slurps.

The banquet went on, everything was in accordance with the prior process!

In my opinion, there is no essential difference with the banquet of Jinling. It's just a little more luxurious, a little more vast. Nothing more.

But I suddenly remember a person in the music! Golden bell!

Why didn't Jinling come?

Just thinking about it, there was a sudden greeting at the door.

It is, it is the golden bell!

Really, sometimes I really doubt that Shandong people are the messengers sent by God. It's the patent of Shandong people to say that Cao Cao is coming.

Today, Jinling is wearing a rather delicate and gorgeous suit, a suit of suitable dark color clothes, and a light red shawl on the shoulder. Against the background, it is all noble. The charm of youth and heroine suddenly dimmed the bright lights in the hall.

Qi mengyan and I went up together. As soon as Qi mengyan turned around, I held her arm and came close.

After a few polite remarks, Jinling presented the gift and came in.

She didn't bring any bodyguards. She seemed to come alone.

I asked Jinling, "how can I come?"

"There is a traffic jam on the road!" said Jinling

I didn't ask again. Traffic jam has always been a socialist culture with Chinese characteristics. Especially in Beijing, when there is no traffic jam, the world will be peaceful.

The dance was still going on. As soon as Jinling sat down, a middle-aged man in various clothes came up and said to Jinling, "Jindong, do you want to dance with your face?"

Jinling hesitated a little, then pointed to me and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, I already have a partner!"

I was stunned for a moment, Qi mengyan also used her eyes to cry out injustice, as if protesting against Jinling's tyranny and admonishing her: Zhao long is my partner.

"This is it?" said the boss

"My friend, Zhao long," said Jinling Then introduce to me: "this is Tianhua real estate, the boss of Fang Dong Fang."

I symbolically shook hands with him and smiled.

Boss Fang looked up and down at me and asked, "Mr. Zhao is young and promising. I don't know where he is good at."

"In the security company, as a team leader," I said with a smile

Boss Fang's face changed. It seemed that he could not believe that a security captain would be invited to a party of this scale.

Jinling added: "yes, it is in Mr. Chen's security company, in charge of a brigade. Zhao long is the heavyweight of Tianlong company. He has a heavy burden! "

Boss Fang just looked at me with a smile, stretched out his hand again and shook it for the second time. He said with admiration: "young and promising, young and promising. This is my business card. If you need anything, you can help each other. "

He respectfully handed over his business card, pinched a corner with both hands, and offered it with a low body.

I was a little flattered. It's really a bit unexpected. The name of Tianlong company will work so well.

Boss Fang continued to look for a dancing partner after he had closed the door, but at the dance scene, there were many monks, many men and few women. He didn't find it for a long time. Boss Fang could only sit on the sofa next to him and drink coffee.

The golden bell held out a hand and invited me to dance.

I have a look at Qi mengyan, she seems to be a little reluctant.

But I still held out a hand and held it with the golden bell.

Qi mengyan cried out: "just hurt one jump, you want to hurt the second jump?"

I deliberately hit Qi mengyan and said, "but I just have a tacit understanding with Jinling. I can't hurt it!"

In this way, Jinling looks at his feet with a little embarrassment, as if he has lingering palpitations.

We entered the dance floor hand in hand, dancing with the melodious music. "This time, don't step on my feet. My shoes are soft and can't stand your step," said the golden bell