Rebirth of the Burning Era Chapter 267

Zhang Song and the others drank the wine until more than ten o'clock in the evening, and the Moutai bottle was placed on the table.

Even the driver and assistant next door drank a lot at the table. There is no such thing as revoking the driver's license for drunk driving these days.

They are all marketing backbones, with first-class ability and top-notch drinking capacity. Liang Yifei is happy today, and he refuses to come.

Can you be unhappy, just for this Chinese turtle essence, I have been busy for a year, and now I am finally on the right track. The value of the local big boss jumped from tens of millions to hundreds of millions. This capital cow finally started to produce milk. There is basically no need to worry about money, and the fruits of labor are rewarded.

At ten o'clock in the evening, Liang Yifei sent Zhang Song and the others to the door. The drivers went to get the car. Liang Yifei and Zhang Song chatted at the door. After two minutes, they heard a loud bang in the parking lot, followed by a squeak. A harsh scratching sound.

The parking lot is right next to the gate of Lanyun Lake. It is clear at a glance that Zhang Song's Audi 100 is like a drunken bison. On the street lamp post at the entrance, the front of the car slammed down a lot, and the tire blew.

A group of people were stunned, Liang Yifei quickly waved and asked the security to save the people.

A group of security guards pulled Zhang Song's driver Lao Qin out of the cab.

Old Qin smelled of alcohol and his head was covered in blood, and he was staggered back by a few security guards.

"What's the matter!" Zhang Song was annoyed, he crashed the car, and even wiped those cars. The problem is not big, it's just a few money, but it's too shameful to do this, drinking and driving in Liang Yifei's eyes Underground, there was such a big accident at the entrance of Lanyun Lake, and when it was spread out, everyone in the circle would laugh at him.

"Boss, I..." Lao Qin was about to explain something, but Zhang Song interrupted him impatiently: "If you can't drink, just drink less. It wasn't like this before, what's going on!"

Liang Yifei persuaded: "It's fine, it's fine, it's fine if there is no serious problem, you help Master Qin go in and wrap it up, Lao Zhang, don't be angry on a happy day, so, third hand, you can get rid of a driver and drive my car. Send Mr. Zhang and his wife home."

Wu Sanshou rolled his eyes and said, "Han Lei, can you go?"

He has a small calculation: seeing Lao Qin drank too much and had a car accident, he would never dare to let Han Lei stay and drive Liang Yifei today; Han Lei said that he had nothing to do with a pound and a half, and he would drink it today. About a pound, just to try if he is bragging.

What can I say, there are still a lot of meals to deal with in the future. Liang Yifei's alcohol intake is considered good among ordinary people, but he is not invincible. He can drink a pound at most. One point, so I took this opportunity to test what happened to Han Lei and whether he was bragging.

In fact, this idea is not entirely correct. Han Lei is a bodyguard. In truth, he shouldn't drink at all, let alone help Liang Yifei to toast in the wine field.

However, Wu Sanshou's thinking mode is still in the 1990s. Today, he also drank a lot, so he didn't think too well.

Liang Yifei looked back at Han Lei and saw that his expression was normal and his eyes were quite clear.

Han Lei nodded and said, "Yes."

"No trouble, I'll take a taxi back, or have a few cars with them." Zhang Song said.

"In this big night, what kind of car do you take? Don't let the sister-in-law freeze. They also drink a lot. Don't worry, I'm not worried. If I talk about you, don't talk nonsense. Three hands, you give them one by one. They arranged for the driver to go there, and in the future, anyone who wants to drive will not be given alcohol!"

Liang Yifei's mind was still sober. After waving his hand to make a decision, Wu Sanshou immediately arranged for someone. After a while, a car filed out from the parking lot.

"Fuck, this old Qin, what did you do!"

After everyone left, the smile on Liang Yifei's face disappeared, and he scolded a little annoyed.

In the row of cars that were smashed, two were buses, one from the Municipal Bureau and one from the Municipal Industrial and Commercial Bureau. They were all having dinner upstairs.

"Third-hand, go to the box upstairs to say hello, two boxes are free, send our car to deliver it, take their car for repair tomorrow, let them use our car first." Liang Yifei said in a drunken voice .

"Okay, I'll go now, then you go back upstairs to rest first?"

"I took a walk, smelled of alcohol, and felt dizzy." Liang Yifei said.

"Oh."

Wu San turned around and went upstairs, Liang Yifei took a large windbreaker from Miss Ying's hand, put it on his body, and walked out of Lanyun Lake along the side road.

Not long after the Chinese New Year, the weather at night was still relatively cold, and the construction site along the way had not yet started, but in just a few months, you can already see that the construction site that was still in ruins at the beginning has stood up. Many steel and concrete buildings have been capped. On the four sides of the shelves that have not yet built walls, the red banners of such and such buildings are hung.

At the beginning of 1994, welfare housing distribution has not been cancelled, but with the further reform of the market economy, housing, as a commodity, has begun to appear on the market on a relatively large scale.

In the final analysis, there are more rich people, including some who hold important positions and earn a lot of money, and more are self-employed and small bosses without units. The emergence of these people not only drives employment and tax revenue, but also It has driven the real estate market, the largest domestic demand market.

Of course, within a few years, the price of houses will not skyrocket. Compared with the current lucrative industries like health care products, which make money like drinking water, real estate is still just a small businessman with his duties.

Walking through these buildings, Liang Yifei suddenly thought of a news he heard during the Chinese New Year this year.

In October of the previous year, Sheng Wenfeng helped to get a batch of off-road vehicles with low prices. Liang Yifei donated them to Zhao Dajun for use in the bureau. Sheng Wenfeng was very spectacle. to Binhai City.

On the fifteenth day of the first lunar new year, Liang Yifei called him to say New Year's greetings and thanked him by the way.

After chatting a few words about the market and talking about real estate, I learned that when we first met last year, the tycoon of Xiangjiang Real Estate, the owner of the Rose Garden, Liu Ming, who came with him, committed suicide in his villa in the capital during the New Year. .

The vigorous rose garden project, when it was in the operation stage, found that there were many problems, the property rights were unclear, the sales were cold, and no one took over the investment of several hundred million. , Even repaying the bank loan was not enough. Under the heavy pressure, Liu Ming became addicted to drugs. When he was found in the villa, he was already smelly.

It is said that the scene was very miserable. In the winter, the ground was full of insects and mice, and it was impossible to tell that it was a person.

Speaking of this at that time, Sheng Wenfeng and Sheng Wenfeng were silent for a while at the same time.

'do you know? The capital is going to leave Li Jiacheng. I'm sorry, I'm just a scumbag! '

The proud face of Chunfeng and the wild laughter still seemed to echo in his ears.

He used to be so high-spirited, as if he had mastered a billion-dollar boss in the world, experienced the market battle in Xiangjiang, and under the shadow of real estate leaders such as Li Jiacheng and Li Shau Kee, he could tear off a piece of meat, so silent. , died in the bathroom of the unrenovated villa on the outskirts of the capital.

Liang Yifei suddenly felt a little cold and wrapped his collar.

A little ahead of the road, the usually bustling food stall was not open. There were no people in the dark, only a little further ahead, a street light was lit across the pedestrian bridge. Liang Yifei was about to cross the bridge and turn around to go back to Lanyun Lake.

As soon as I walked to the middle of the bridge, I heard a very unfamiliar guitar sound from under the opposite bridge.

Sure enough, it was the disabled girl who looked a lot like Zhou Huimin, but unfortunately had no arms. By the street lamp under the bridge, on a cold day, she was playing the guitar with her bare feet.

Liang Yifei usually takes a walk, and he has almost become a habit to go out alone after drinking too much wine. After meeting, Liang Yifei saw the girl twice after that.

Every time Liang Yifei would give 100 yuan, then stay and smoke a cigarette, and leave without saying anything.

The 100 yuan is worth the money. Every time he sees this girl, Liang Yifei will feel that there should be no more dissatisfaction in his life. No matter how big the setback is, he will be luckier than most people. of.

This time was no exception, and I habitually paid 100 yuan and put it in the guitar case.

After meeting several times, the girl also knew Liang Yifei. When she saw him, she put her feet down, smiled shyly at him, and said, "Hello, happy new year."

"Happy New Year." Liang Yifei replied, then thought about it and asked, "I actually have a question all along."

The girl was stunned for a moment, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com said, "You said."

"It's a big night, and there's no one nearby. Why do you 'perform' here every time?" Liang Yifei has always been curious. No one here has no money. Just like a female ghost, very strange.

The girl showed a very sly smile and charged the one hundred dollars in the guitar box, which was the only money, Nunuzui, and said, "Who said no one, you are not a human being, you are still a big boss."

"That's true." Liang Yifei laughed.

"Just kidding." The girl smiled and said, "I'm not afraid of your jokes, even if it's a begging, there is a division of territory, and lively places are not my turn. In some public places with many people, people won't let me in. "

She shook her white feet, laughed at herself, and said, "Hey, I'm unsightly."

"Yes." Liang Yifei smiled and said, "Okay, I'm leaving too. You are alone, pay attention to safety, and run forward if you have anything. I work at that Lanyun Lake."

"Well, I see, walk slowly." The girl bowed.

Liang Yifei stepped on the cigarette butt, wrapped his coat and walked forward. Just after walking out two hundred meters, a dilapidated van swayed from a distance and stopped on the side of the road.

The door of the car slammed open, and a few people in thick military coats, cotton hats, and masks rushed out, rushing towards Liang Yifei as if they were ferocious, with guys in their hands.

"Grass mud horse!"

Liang Yifei didn't know who these people were, but since it was like this, what else could he do, he just kicked the leader's crotch without thinking about it.

The front foot landed, and the back knee followed closely, facing the person who had already bent down, and the door was one knee.

There was a muffled sound, and a splattered blood.

Immediately following, the back of the head hurts, the gold stars appear in front of him, and the person faints.

Chapter end

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