laughing proudly

(Happy death doesn't pay for your life)

A fat lady is just a fat lady, with a pendulum-like big ass but a glib mouth. After the nasty talk, Qian Bucha and Ma Yiping turned their worries into joy, and they walked into the back hall hand in hand, holding their wrists together. , other people don't pretend to be bastards, the people from the Public Security Bureau and the Industrial Bureau all ran to the main room behind, and for a while, the main room was overcrowded.

As the fat lady said, there is really a huge dining table in this main room, and there are more than 30 soft leather chairs neatly arranged in a large circle. Qian Bucha dragged Yang Wei to her side. On the right is Ma Yiping. As for Fan Jianqiang, Wu Quanshi, Xu Fuzhi, and Jiao Jiao, they all find their own seats and sit down. There is no place for them to show off here.

The food and drinks were arranged by Mrs. Fat, so they are naturally the best at the dumpling restaurant. However, all of these people have oily stomachs, and few of them move their chopsticks at all. Drinking and chatting is the purpose.

"Comrade Xiao Yang, I heard that you have not been trading stocks for a long time and already know this well?" Director Ma Yiping asked.

"It might be luck."

"You're welcome," Ma Yiping paused, and then said, "Speaking of which, I'm also a stockholder, so I'm sorry, I've lost money over the past few years. That day I asked Wu Quanshi to check my account for me. Good guy, I lost a whole lot of money." Most of the funds, and now there is only a fraction left, what should I do?" As he said, he looked at Yang Wei with small eyes, who meant that Yang Wei would take over the offer, and Yang Wei was very clear about this.

Yang Wei quietly touched Mi Lier who was eating prawns below. Mi Lier was so smart, he immediately understood what Yang Wei meant, spit out the shrimp skins, and said, "Uncle Ma, state officials are not allowed to trade in stocks. You don't know!"

Well, all of a sudden Ma Yiping ran out of battery.

Not only Ma Yiping was out of battery, Qian Bucha and Wu Quanshi were out of battery, even Fan Jianqiang who was drinking Wuliangye over there was out of battery. Lao Fan said in his heart: This girl really dares to speak. It's over, let's see what you Ma Yiping said... and you Qianbucha, I know about your use of the treasury's self-retained money, ha ha!

Ma Yiping was startled at first, then thought about what Mi Lier said was right. It is really not good to talk about stocks openly in public. He knows which garlic is clearly a person and secretly a ghost. One word of drinking and talking about his broken shoes, and the result is ruined, mom, mom, grandma, you have to pay attention!

"Haha, the little princess is right... come, let's drink and eat vegetables!" Ma Yiping said, raising his glass high and looking around, he wanted to see everyone's expressions so that he could know what he was doing.

Ma Yiping is like this, so is Qian Bucha. He has known how deep the water is and how bad the people are after years of wandering in the officialdom, so he also raised his glass to persuade him to drink more.

The only person here is Fan Jianqiang who doesn't care, because this old man has earned more than 200 million in the past half a year. Now Fan Jianqiang can go to work if he wants to go to work, and leave if he doesn't want to go to work. Talk, I have money and love so and so.

Fan Qiangqiang drank the wine in his glass, hiccupped loudly, farted secretly, and said, "Director Ma, let me tell you, if you want to get rich, stock trading is the way; if you want to be healthy, stock trading is the best way. Take me, Lao Fan, for example, I used to have high blood pressure and high blood sugar, but now my blood pressure and blood sugar are stable, I can walk with strength, and I can do everything with strength, this body is just now," said, punched himself a few times before Chest, showing a great body.

"What's the smell?" Xu Fuzhi who was beside Fan Jianqiang asked to himself.

Jiao Jiao next to Xu Fuzhi seemed to understand, she bared her teeth, and replied, "It seems to smell like durian, do you smell it?" She said, looking around.

At the beginning, everyone didn't pay much attention, but under the lure of Xu Fuzhi and Jiao Jiao, they couldn't help raising their noses and smelling it. After a while, everyone in the room raised their thumbs and praised the pure taste of durian .

Just when everyone was talking, the smell of durian in the room became stronger, pure and delicious.

Yang Wei quietly glanced at Fan Jianqiang over there, and saw that this guy was shaking his head and eating candied sweet potatoes, secretly amused: This guy, after eating a full stomach of sweet potatoes, why is he still eating? He farts a lot!

Yang Wei glanced at Milier quietly, and saw that Milier was covering her mouth and nose with a handkerchief, her eyes were crooked and she was smiling.

With a sound of "stubbornness", the door opened, and the fat lady walked in from the outside. As soon as she entered the room, she raised her nose and took deep breaths, frowning and showing a strange facial expression.

Ma Yiping stretched out his hand to call for Mrs. Fat, pointed to the dishes on the table, and asked, "Hey, your food is so good. Durians are here. Which one is it? Shall I try it?"

"Durian? What durian?"

Fat Auntie stared at Ma Yiping with wide eyes, and her facial expression became even weirder.

"You don't have durians, why does the house smell of durians?"

"Director Ma, I really don't have any durians at home."

“Durians are available!”

"Durian really doesn't exist!" Fat sister-in-law was about to cry, thinking in her heart, only Xinglong Supermarket sells that stuff, how can I afford it.

Chief Ma Yiping's vigilance immediately rose. He looked at Wu Quanshi over there. Wu Quanshi understood what the chief meant. After smelling a plate of dishes, he smelled about [-] or so dishes. Finally, Wu Quanshi came to Ma Yiping's side and stood at attention and said, "Director, after investigation, there is indeed no durian on the plate!"

"Which one of you bought durian, bring it up for everyone to taste, let's go back and reimburse it, haha!" Ma Yiping looked around while talking, but the people around him shook their heads. In those years, who had ordinary people seen durian?Unless it is leading the plutocrats.

"Uncle Ma," Mi Lier said to Ma Yiping, covering her mouth, "You have so many policemen and you still can't find durians. I really want to see how our detective hero solves the case!"

Mi Lier spoke to Ma Yiping, but she looked at Fan Qiangqiang from the corner of her eye. Fan Qiangqiang knew that his face was also secretly feverish. Whenever he got angry, he felt a tornado in his stomach, followed by a gust of air. Rushing to the switch below, speaking from the bottom of my heart, Fan Qiangqiang really didn’t want to vent, but I couldn’t hold it back without venting, it’s really uncomfortable!

With a sound of "No...", a gust of air finally broke through the line of defense and rushed out.

"Why not?" Qian Bucha asked Fan Jianqiang cheerfully.

"No...it's durian!" Fan Qiangqiang said in a long and loud voice.

Qian Bu Chayao Yaotou despised Fan Jianqiang very much. He thought it must be durian, otherwise the taste would become stronger and purer. The only way to solve the case was to be handed over to the police. Therefore, after a while of suspicion, the industrial bureau Everyone stared at the people in the Public Security Bureau. The people in the Public Security Bureau lowered their heads and filled their hearts. They couldn't find this little durian, and it would be embarrassing to spread it outside.

A task force headed by Director Ma Yiping and led by Captain Wu Quanshi was immediately formed. After more than half an hour of arduous investigation, they finally found out nothing. However, the smell of durian has gradually disappeared, and the aroma of wine once again prevailed.

"Come on, let's drink!" Ma Yiping proposed with a toast.

Holding the wine glass, Fan Jianqiang asked red-eyed, "Director Ma, I said it wasn't durian, you don't believe me!"

Ma Yiping chuckled, "Director Fan is right... Come on, have a drink!"