Ace of the Dragon Division

Ye Xiu heard a little dislike next to him: “Grandpa, am I still your own grandson? ”

What do you mean I can't go, but Brother Cheng has to go?

Ye Lao Bai glanced at him: “You should ask your father about this heavy topic. You are not qualified to take you. ”

Ye Shu looked at Minister Ye grudgingly: "Dad? ”

Minister Ye's words made Ye Shu a blow, and he coughed: “Those people can only brag about the existence of cow bragging. You did not have the capital to brag about it, so you really don't deserve it. ”

Ye Shu: “…”

Xu Cheng couldn't resist Ye Lao, so he had to follow him into the red flag car.

Watching the red flag truck go, Ye Shu Ganbaba asked Father in disgust: "I'm not qualified. The point is, Brother Cheng, does he have one? I remember, Dad, when you became this minister, it seemed like Grandpa hadn't even bragged about you, right? ”

Minister Ye sighed: “In your grandfather's eyes, a soldier who can beat ghosts is a good soldier. Your father and I were given this minister by your grandfather. There is really nothing worth seeing, but the small town can have the capital to brag to the old guys. ”

Ye Xiu: “I don't know where his cow is. ”

“If you knew what he was doing, you wouldn't be standing up and talking to him on your knees.” Minister Ye finished his speech and quickly poured the wine on himself and drank it hard.

“What?” Ye Shu thought Daddy was kidding.

In the car, Xu Cheng sighed: “Don't think about it, old man. I don't know. I'm really tired right now. I want to rest. ”

“I don't know what you're talking about.” Ye Lao faked confusion and, thinking about it, did not play dumb riddles anymore. He looked at Xu Cheng and sighed: "Boy, that's too smart to be good. ”

Xu Cheng smiled bitterly: “That's why I'm not in politics, old man. ”

Ye Lao nodded and mumbled: “You are a smart child. In fact, there are many ways people can prove their worth alive. There is no need to stand at height. After too long, you will look shining. It hurts to fall. You did the right thing this time. At least you've realized what Zhang Dunfeng wants. ”

The car went all the way to a restaurant run by the Yanjing stewards themselves. The chefs here are all Beijing flavors left by the Yanjing tunnels. Many of them stayed here to cook recount that they had served royal royal chefs before.

This restaurant is nothing like luxury storefronts in golden locations outside, but this is definitely where you have the right to be rich and not necessarily be able to eat at will!

Reservations are required, and guests other than national cadres are generally not entertained, and you can see how far-fetched this restaurant is.

A national millionaire can be invited to dinner with a leader, and he can blow things all his life.

It is easy for celebrity dignitaries who come here to dine with history along the way from this hotel to the corridor to see the long-standing history of this hotel and its absolute status as an impostor.

The first photographs of the restaurant's old chef and the royal kingdom of Qing Guan were also kept, and countless photographs of a bunch of leaders were enough to keep the photographs of the top millionaires and officials who threw money here to eat.

And today, the hotel is almost always on the charter floor from afternoon to night, and many officials are wondering if the seats originally reserved have been temporarily moved.

Li Menglong, who was responsible for catching Yanjing economic hospitality and investment in the rich, was one of the ones who booked a seat several days earlier today. He brought several rich customers here to talk about attracting capital. When he was told that the restaurant was going to temporarily charter a course, several of the top domestic rich people beside him were wondering: “We haven't finished talking yet, how can we just let him go? ”

As a local, Li Menglong knew something must have happened. He stopped to tell the two rich men to calm down and turned to ask the person in charge: “Who bagged the place? ”

The person in charge hasn't spoken yet. The armed special forces outside drove their way into the hotel and began to deploy clearing people. The scene was a bit exciting. Lee Mengdu's eyelids jumped a little. This scene is a bit like the advance deployment of the chief patrol.

Immediately, he looked at the two millionaires and said, "Why don't we switch houses? ”

At this time, the two rich people are so proud to think that it's rare to come here once, you have to eat a meal for the rest of your life?

“Boss, we all sit down and eat well, how is it cleared up? That doesn't make any sense, does it? Besides, we gave the money too. ”

The person in charge said: "Gentlemen, it's not that we won't give you food, it's just that time has passed. We got a call from the General Administration, so don't make it difficult for us to arrange this place temporarily. ”

He looked at Lee Meng Long Dao: “Mayor Lee, you are an official, I won't do it either and it's so hasty. ”

Li Menglong nodded. He saw many of his colleagues leave the scene. Especially when the person in charge said that the word 'General Bureau' changed his face slightly.

“Okay, come back some other time.” Lee Meng Long got up and said a few words to the two millionaires before the three of them were ready to leave.

As soon as the three of them came out of the hotel, they saw a haunting police car driving on its way, and then five red flag sedans slowly approached the restaurant. Then the special forces went up to the door of the sedan, and the five cars came down inland. A few young men had not made Li Menglong feel anything wrong, but when he saw the five elderly people slowly walking out.

Lee Meng Long's heart shook like an earthquake!

Oh, shit!

These five... These five are not easy, old man!

These are the five most successful senators in the country, the most capable of killing ghosts back then! The five of them rarely show up, and they're still in a picture frame together, especially in a restaurant, for decades at least, right? No wonder this restaurant pays enough attention in any case to keep all the leisurely people waiting.

Lee Meng Long fell over the river because he saw General Ye who almost offended him before!

Shit, that was close. If you don't come out, you'll still meet the five leaders in there.

He saw a young man holding Ye Lao, Ye Lao was holding Xu Chengle for old disrespect, obviously he was having a great conversation with him, Li Menglong quickly looked at the young man, hope to meet this person in the future, this young man is not someone else, it is Xu Cheng!

“Mayor Lee, who are these five old men? Do you know him? I thought it was the chief who came and fought so hard.” Those two millionaires wondered.

Li Meng Long smiled bitterly: “The chief should also shout ‘Uncle’ when he sees these five people. The five of them are enough to represent Hua Xia's regime. They do not say that they are Homen. Others dare not admit it! ”