Manual of Space-Time Interference

After talking with Huang Zhenguo in the villa for a long time, the dialect gradually understood the weight of the word "Huang Lao", not only because he had made great contributions to China, but more importantly, his life ran through Xin Huaxia's growth, he has his own opinions and foresight on many things...

After declining Huang Zhenguo's invitation to stay overnight, Dialect stepped out of the villa with a heavy heart. After he got his equipment and firearms at the security pavilion, he got into the car specially arranged by the national security department.

"Go back to Jingxuan first!" Fang Yan said, suppressing the things in his heart.

"Yeah." The driver responded, then slowly started the car, drove towards Qian Hui's house, and said at the same time, "The bag next to you contains your dress."

"it is good!"

Dialect replied, and then opened the bag next to him and took a look. Although there was no brand name, after a little touch, he found that this suit is not simple. Of course, there is no black technology, and it is not simple. Just materials and workmanship.

Nodding his head, Fang Yan reached out and took out his mobile phone. After sending a message to Qian Hui, he quietly looked at the snow that was still falling outside the window.

The dress is used to attend a dinner party, euphemistically called a charity dinner, but in fact it is equivalent to a gathering of a certain part of the wealthy in Yanjing. Originally, the dialect did not want to go, but it couldn't resist Qian Hui's invitation, and finally decided to go to see it. Take a look, and by the way, let's see what this rich man's party looks like.

The sky outside the car window began to dim gradually, and neon lights began to fill the city. The colorful world outside seemed to have become unfamiliar to the dialect...

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"Xiao Yanzi, I'll wash up and change my clothes later, and then prepare to go." Fatty Qian said, wearing a suit, after losing weight, he looked like that, "By the way, this is It's your clothes, although my father is rushing, but anyway, we are going to have soy sauce, and it doesn't matter if we are late."

"No, I have it!" Fang Yan replied with a smile, and at the same time lit up the paper bag without any logo on his hand.

"Okay, you can do it as you see fit. If it's a big deal, we can just leave." Fatty Qian was stunned for a while, then said relievedly, and put away the clothes he had prepared, and did not force the dialect to wear it. This set of clothes prepared by myself.

"Well, I'm going to wash first, you wait a moment." Dialect said, and then walked directly into the bathroom of the guest room on the second floor, turned on the shower and quickly cleaned it, and within ten minutes, he walked out again.

"Okay!" Qian Hui exclaimed, looking at the dialect after changing a suit, the maturity and steadiness different from the youthful college students, also felt the strangeness of his brother.

"It's okay, it's just this inch head, it feels a little out of place." Dialect evaluated himself, and then smiled himself.

"It's a bit, but it's not bad, it looks more energetic." Qian Hui commented, then made a gesture of invitation, and opened his mouth to say, "Fang Dashao, please take this road, a special car is ready to pick you up outside. !"

"Then let's go, don't waste time, I have millions of things per second!" Fang Yan said with a big hand, and then looked at Qian Hui, both of them laughed, and then stepped out of the door together A parked Rolls Royce.

"By the way, is there anything that needs attention?" Dialect asked, and the car began to start slowly.

"No, it's time to eat, drink, and watch them take pictures of each other. If you want to take pictures, you can take a few pictures." Qian Hui said, his words were full of indifference to the dinner party, but he thought about it. Thinking, he still said, "As long as you don't be rude, the rest is not important."

"Okay!" Fang Yan replied, and he had a general understanding of this charity dinner. He had seen the wind and waves, but he really didn't take this dinner in his eyes.

"When the dinner is over, the two of us go out to make skewers. I guess we won't be full by then. We just walked through the scene in the past." Qian Hui said with a pouted mouth.

"Okay, by the way, I haven't had a skewer for a long time, so I don't even know what it tastes like!" Fang Yan's eyes lit up, looking at Qian Hui and said again, "It's the barbecue restaurant next to the school, right? "

"Yes! Yes! Yes! It's that one, the taste is still the same as before, it's cool!" Qian Hui nodded and replied, and then talked to the dialect about the delicious shop he found during this period of time. , It seems that when it comes to eating, he can't stop at all.

Slowly, the car also arrived at its destination in stop-and-go, Park Hyatt Hotel, located in the main building of Yintai Center in the central business district of the CBD.

After stepping down from the car door, Dialect also nodded slightly, and after verifying the invitation letter with Qian Hui, they stepped into the banquet hall where the dinner was held.

Laughter and laughter, the cups were staggered, and faint sounds of musical notes were fluttering in the entire banquet hall. Qian Hui said hello to the people he knew next to him, and then he took two glasses of wine from the tray of the passing waiter. By the way Handed it to the hands of dialects,

"Xiaohui, come here and say hello to your Uncle Ma!"

A shout came from the side, Qian Hui was stunned for a while, then turned his head and said to the dialect, "You go shopping first, I was caught by my dad, it will take a while."

"Row!"

Dialect nodded, Qian Jianhui looked at it, and a smile instantly appeared on his face. After patting Dialect on the shoulder, he quickly walked in the direction of his father, and then led by his father. Down, constantly shuttle in various small circles.

"It's hard too!"

Dialect shook his head slightly, then walked towards the buffet dining area not far away, looked at the items on it and chose a few random items, and then sat at the table next to him and ate slowly.

No one bothered, and no one was stupid, and then came to the dialect to find trouble, the most is to give an inexplicable look, and then slowly walk away, continue to talk to the people you know, discuss cooperation or something.

"Tired!" Qian Hui sat next to Dialect with a plate, and then deliberately touched the sweat on his forehead.

"It's over?" Fang Yan smiled ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and put down the fork on his hand.

"Almost, I'm starving to death." Qian Hui said, he directly forked a piece of cake and stuffed it into his mouth. After swallowing it, he asked, "Is it boring?"

"It's alright, there are quite a few beauties, and there are a lot of people who greeted me. It's the first time I attended this kind of dinner, and I still feel a little fresh." Fang Yan thought for a while and replied.

"Did I come to ask you which son you are and what you do?" Qian Hui asked with a smile.

"It's about the same, but it's okay." Fang Yan also took a sip of water in embarrassment.

Qian Hui looked at it and smiled, put down the fork in his hand, and said, "Okay, let's wait for the dinner party to end, let's go..."

"Fatty Qian, I haven't seen you for a long time, I've become thinner!"

A voice interrupted Qian Hui's words, Qian Hui was stunned for a moment, then raised his head instantly, and replied with a smile,

"Shen Gaozi, I haven't seen you for a long time, I've become shorter!"