That night, Fatty Sun and Huang Ran, I appeared in a restaurant in the capital that operates Cantonese cuisine and is famous for its high prices. When the three of us arrived, Mengqiqi and Zhang Zhiyan were already waiting in the private room. They had already prepared the dishes. When we entered the door, the first dish, the roast goose was just served.

Looking at the table full of fresh seafood, Fatty Sun frowned and said, "Is the fish, shrimp and shrimp here interesting? I said that the halal restaurant last time is really good. You must come to this restaurant for something Cantonese cuisine." Although this fat man said that, he didn't hesitate when he put the chopsticks. After a few chopsticks, Fatty Sun killed most of the roast goose alone.

Seeing the dishes behind, Fatty Sun's chopsticks began to slow down: "Didn't I say, do you need this? If you have shrimps in Jiwei, why do you still order lobsters? Now we are eating our own, and I thought the polls bureau could report the public account. I agreed, I won't be able to use the example."

As soon as he finished speaking, the private room door opened again. The waitress came over and took out five exquisite porcelain plates from the cart and placed them in front of the five of us: "Original juice Australian Net Balloon, please use it slowly, Mr. and Mrs...."

Fatty Sun's eyes were straightened on the spot: "This time it's not an example. This time, aa. I don't move the abalone. Whoever likes to eat will take it away?"

Meng Qiqi gave Fatty Sun a blank look and took his abalone to Zhang Zhiyan. Then he said to Fatty Sun: "If you don't pay a small amount of money, you won't know that you are worse than a big fortune. Fatty, just rely on the family you moved out of the Poll Investor Bureau, you won't lose weight if you eat for several lifetimes. Otherwise, the company's family will be kept here and I will give you your daily expenses. Even if it's interest, I will give you a lot of money in ten years. How about it?"

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Fatty Sun smiled bitterly and said, "I have no background in my family. Those are all from Lao Wu and Er Yang. Don't even mention keeping it in your place, I dare not move easily. Spicy, what I said?"

When Fatty Sun was talking, I was swallowing the last bite of abalone. After drinking the water smoothly, I followed Fatty Sun's words: "Who dares to move their things? I just moved them. Even those three people can glar at you for several days."

Just as I finished speaking, Monkeyqi stared at the white hair on my head and said in surprise: "Aren't you all the same breed? Even you can't do it?"

I couldn't accept this. Looking at Miss Meng, I said, "What is a breed? Speaking of which, you still..." I originally wanted to talk about her and Wu Rendi's life, but just after I said it, I realized that I was wrong and immediately swallowed the rest.

But that's all, Monchiqi still made me suspicious: "What am I still? Tell me clearly."

Just when I wanted to pull Fat Sun to smooth things over, the fat man Huang, who had never spoken much, said, "He said you are a rich second generation, and I don't know how to spend money. Actually, isn't it just a meal? In this way, there is no need to aa, nor does it have to report to the public account. I have invited this meal. If it is not enough, please continue to order it and just treat it as the meal today."

"You didn't say it earlier." Fatty Sun immediately became emotional when he heard the words "Take the question" and shouted out at the door: "Is anyone? Take the recipe!" After shouting, the waitress walked in from outside the door. Fat Sun turned to Zhang Zhiyan and said, "Little slap, do you have anything to eat? It's not me, don't be polite to Lao Huang, your orders are too cheap, you will be unhappy."

Zhang Zhiyan opened his mouth to Fatty Sun, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a word: "Wings..."

Fatty Sun didn't hear it clearly, frowned and said, "It's just for you to eat, but you can talk about what you want to eat first."

Zhang Zhiyan continued to open his mouth but couldn't speak. He stomped his feet and said, "Wings! Shark fins! Tianjiu Fings!" Every time he said a word, he stomped his feet hard. After these words were finished, his right leg was numb.

"Care to eat." Fatty Sun smiled and squeezed at Zhang Zhiyan, then said to Mengqi, "Miss, it's your turn, hurry up, waitress?" When he was speaking, he had already handed over the recipe and kept saying, "Shao Yiyi didn't come today. You have the same taste. Please order a few dishes for her and I will bring them to her when I go back."

After being teased by these people, Miss Meng was a little worried about Shao Yiyi. Not long after eating, she took the packed food to find Shao Yiyi. Zhang Zhiyan was afraid that she was not familiar with the capital, so he consciously became a driver and took Miss Meng to the home of her good sister Shao Yiyi.

After they left, Fatty Sun and Huang Ran were left, and Huang Ran was even more unrestrained. He drank until after eleven o'clock, and the three of us were a little nervous. Huang Ran was the first to be unable to hold on. His fat body was lying on the table and snored in an instant.

"Hahahaha, no, I can't drink foreign wine, I can't drink you, drink white wine, I will make you three." Fatty Sun looked at Huang Ran who was sleeping soundly and laughed loudly.

After he finished laughing, I poured two cups of tea, handed it to Fatty Sun, and drank it myself. After drinking the tea, I felt a little drunk. After talking a few gossips, I finally talked about the topic of the two years I was in a coma.

I said first: "Sage, I slept for two years. Two years later, the polling bureau was disbanded as soon as I woke up. What was going on in the bureau in those two years?"

Fatty Sun looked at me with a slight look on his face, and suddenly grinned and said, "If you ask me this, I'll ask you right. It's not me that there were actually several major events in the bureau back then. At that time, Boss Gao was all focused on Lin Feng, and I did all these things..."

Maybe it’s because I’m not under the pressure of the deputy director of the Poll Investigation Bureau now, and because I’ve drunk some wine, Fatty Sun rarely opens up the conversation and tells me what happened in the Poll Investigation Bureau for two years.

I fell from Menban Mountain and remained unconscious. I first had a simple treatment in the local hospital, and then I was sent back to the capital by a special plane from the Polling Bureau overnight. I was placed in a hospital famous for treating trauma.

In the first few days, the hospital issued me a few dozen critical illness notices a day. Later, Fatty Sun was anxious. He personally stayed in the hospital and ate and lived in my ward every day. The critical illness notice he received was torn to pieces and threw it on the face of my attending doctor. Every time he replied: "I sent the wrong one, there was no such person!"

My attending doctors also had a headache for this very backgrounded medical quarreling. However, as my injuries became relatively stable, the relationship between Fatty Sun and several doctors also relieved a lot. He also moved out of my ward, but came over every day and said a few words to me.

Just half a year after I was unconscious, Fatty Sun came back from a meeting in the Ministry of Public Security and came to the hospital to see me. That day, he was wearing a second-level police officer and obedient to my ward. When he walked out to the elevator entrance, he saw a thin black man in his fifties walking out of the toilet opposite with his pants.

Fatty Sun and the man looked at each other, and both of them were stunned, and then they all showed an awkward expression. The man who came out of the toilet was named Zhang Zihua. Although he was in a down-and-out position, he was also a gangster who dominated the country eight years ago. Although he was a traitor, he was not too bad.

Fatty Sun came out of the police academy and the first boss he followed was him. At that time, Zhang Zihua was blinded by lard, and he felt that Fatty Sun liked him. He often told him some unknown secrets to Fatty Sun after drinking. In this way, he was confused and got ten years of imprisonment. After several reductions in sentences, Zhang Zihua stayed in prison for eight years.

This is just over three months after he was released from prison, but what he didn't expect was that things had changed after he came out. The original younger brother either went through the right path or followed his footsteps in the prison. A few of them were doing well and had become the boss. When they saw Zhang Zihua, they no longer had the intimacy they used to be.

First, Zhang Zihua couldn't stand being cowardly, and secondly, he didn't want to go back to the old path. Finally, he simply arrived in the capital, planning to find a job honestly and live the next life steadily.

However, reality is often cruel. After Zhang Zihua arrived in the capital, he never found a reason. As time goes by, his little money was basically spent. Just when he was about to have no way out, he saw news about selling kidneys and changing phone calls in the newspaper. At that time, Zhang Zihua was already at a loss. He gritted his teeth. Anyway, everyone had two waists, and he could make do with one. Selling more than 100,000 yuan to do a small business will be enough for the next life.

However, Zhang Zihua has never done this for selling kidneys, and he really can't find a way. In the end, he was almost at the side of the road to post small advertisements for selling kidneys. He suddenly remembered that he went to the hospital for treatment when he had a headache and fever. He often saw small advertisements for selling kidneys in the toilets of the hospital.

Today is his first time to come to the hospital. When he just came out of the toilet, he saw Fatty Sun in a police uniform. Zhang Zihua had always thought that Fatty Sun ran away after he had an accident, but now after meeting, he suddenly realized that Fatty Sun was the infernal Affairs arranged by the police.

After the two looked at each other for a while, before they could speak, they heard the yelling and scolding of the cleaning master in the toilet: "Which hand is shameless and wrote the advertisement for selling kidneys on the toilet wall, 13xxxxxxxxx, your waist is just waiting to rot in your stomach."

Hearing this number, Fatty Sun smiled awkwardly and said to Zhang Zihua: "The number has not been changed yet."
Chapter completed!