"Don’t forget to hook up with Laofeng" Wu Di shouted.

"got it"
……
Urban luxury apartment
Jin Yu stopped in the bathroom and was about to take a bath.
"Hey!"
The door woke up. Jeames was carrying a pure cowhide belt in his hand. His eyes were scarlet and he looked at the golden rain.
"… you … what are you doing?" Jin Yu stopped being startled.
"Hey!"
Jeames, a tall man, suddenly knelt down with a belt in his hand and replied, "… slap me, my emperor."
“……！” Jin Yu stopped being stupid. "You … are you playing like this? ！”
Chapter DiWuErLiu Boiling wine on politics
More than six o’clock the next night.
Fu Xiaohao stepped into Qin Yu’s office with a leather bag. "I brought it."
"Come and see" Qin Yu with the wave.
Fu Xiaohao took out two bottles from the inside of his leather bag and hid them for ten years. He said softly, "A bottle of second uncle still found a lot from Fengbei Taoteng."
Qin Yu took the bottle and observed it carefully. "I don’t understand. Is this true or not?"
"I don’t say it. It’s uncle’s looking for someone to buy it. You can rest assured."
"That will do." Qin Yufang bowed their heads and took out words and stepped into the window. "Hello? Feng Si, where are you? Have a drink …! "
……
after an hour
Qin Yu arrived at an apartment building on Hongxiang Road in the black block by car alone and went downstairs with two bottles of good wine.
93 Qin Yu arranged a garment at the door of the room and reached for the doorbell.
After a while, Feng Yunian was drunk and dragged the door. He walked over and looked at Qin Yu and said, "Oh, it’s quite sensible. Do you know to bring me some tribute?"
"I have come to honor you" Qin Yu nodded.
"Come in," Feng Yunian called a.
Qin Yu came into the living room with two bottles of wine after entering the room to change his shoes, but he saw a middle-aged man sitting at the table.
"Lao Yang, I’d like you to meet Qin Yu, the captain of our superintendent." Feng Yunian returned to the dining table and said casually, "Qin Yu, this is my friend Lao Yang, a member of the Legislative Council of Songjiang, and a special economic observer in the field of finance."
"Hello, Mr. Yang" Qin Yu politely held out his palm.
"Hehe disciple?" Lao Yang stretched out his hand and shook hands with Qin Yu before he smiled and asked Feng Yunian
"Fart Disciple" Feng Yunian shook his head and pointed to Qin Yu and said, "He is the eldest brother in the black street, and the Jianghu calls him Qin Tai."
"Feng Si, if you want to say so, I won’t send this gift today." Qin Yu squinted and answered.
"Ha ha" Lao Yang smiled and waved and said, "Come and sit by yourself."
"Help yourself in the cupboards." Feng Yunian sat like an old friend and greeted Qin Yu.
Qin Yu put the wine box and turned to get a cup.
Feng Yunian bent down to hit the wine box, reached for a bottle of white wine and said, "Fuck me and he gave me money."
"Yo, this wine is old." Lao Yang seemed to smell the wine through the bottle, reached out and grabbed the bottle and bowed his head. After smelling it, he praised and said, "Good wine in the new year!"
"Your nose is better than a dog in Turin."
"… ha ha good this mouth" Lao Yang also you’re welcome to lower the head to pick up the wine will cover qi.
The smell of wine permeates the dining table, and Lao Yang is very excited. He poured himself a cup and said, "You, the battalion chief, know what you want. Haha."
Qin Yu came back with a cup and sat next to him without Laofeng’s greeting.