District 9

In the venue, the camps of the younger generation were clearly divided. The young officers led by the Shen and Sha factions from the First World War Zone mainly stayed on the second floor, while the young officers from the Second World War Zone were all in the banquet hall on the first floor. Inside.

Finally, the younger generation of the Military General Headquarters headed by He Chong, as well as people from the party and government, were all in private rooms on the back of the first floor. But there was no Xiang Zehao on this occasion today. He received Lu Jia's invitation, but he just found a reason to reject it.

Wu Di, Ma Laoer, Ye Lin, Bao Jun and others stood in the hall and chatted with Lu Jia for a while, then got mixed up with the gang of young men in the World War II area.

Everyone gathered in the sofa area in the center of the banquet hall, chatting away.

"Brother Di, is my sister-in-law giving birth soon?" a young man asked with a smile.

"It's early," Wu Di replied softly: "There are still a few months."

"Damn, before my sister-in-law is about to give birth, you need to ventilate the big guy," the young man said with his legs crossed: "Let's do something bigger. Life in the World War II zone has not been easy in the past few years, so everyone is looking for an opportunity to be lively and lively. .”

"Haha, okay." Wu Di smiled and nodded: "I'll let you know when the wine is served."

"Okay!"

"Hey, Brother Di, have you noticed a single detail?" A fat man in his early thirties walked over with a red wine glass in his right hand and asked in a low voice.

"What details?" Wu Di turned to look at him.

"You said that our group of people from the World War II area are all staying on the first floor, but the people from the Feng family are running around upstairs and downstairs." The fat man pointed at the Feng family children not far away and said : "Look, they went upstairs to drink with Shen Fei and his gang, and then went to He Chong's box... Damn it, Lu Jia's birthday was really busy for them."

"Can I stop being busy?" Another man also took up the conversation: "In the past few years, the General Political Headquarters has been crazy about allocating resources to the Feng family... Haha, it is to promote young officers and to let Feng A member of the family holds an important position in the Songjiang Municipal Government... With such a son-like treatment, how can Feng Xi not know who his biological father is?"

"Haha, please keep your voice down, don't let people from the Feng Department hear you."

"Fuck, I said it loudly, what can they do? How many of them dare to bite me?!"

"...!"

After the fat man started talking, the young officers in the sofa area unconsciously opened fire on Feng Xi.

In recent years, the relationship between the Second World War Zone, the First War Zone, and the General Political Headquarters has become very tense. This is a well-known fact, so people who are generally close to Commander Zhou have been more or less suppressed. But only the Feng family in the World War II area was able to get along like a duck in water. Not only did Feng Yunian join the municipal team, but many of the Feng family generals were promoted to military ranks.

This situation made some people in the World War II zone extremely dissatisfied. They felt that they had been betrayed, and they also felt that the Feng family belonged to the outsiders and had no position.

Wu Di listened to everyone's words, chuckled and waved his hands: "Okay, today is Lu Jia's birthday. Don't mention this kind of thing. It's not good for others to hear."

After saying that, Wu Di stood up, picked up the wine glass, and said with a smile: "I'm going to have a chat with Feng Lei."

"Xiao Di, I found that you are willing to put your hot face against your cold butt." The son of Zheng Kai, the commander of the World War II area, sat on the sofa and said: "We have been here for so long, and Feng Lei hasn't even come over. Come over." What are you doing with him?!"

"Take a walk, haha!" Wu Di advised; "Let's go, will you come with me?"

"I'm not going." Zheng Kai's son waved his hand directly.

"Okay, then you guys sit down and I'll go take a look." Wu Di replied, took the wine glass and walked to the box, because Feng Yunian's nephew Feng Lei was there with the two young masters of the military department. chat.

…

Wu Di took the initiative to find Feng Lei, which showed that he was more mature in his work. Because the World War II Zone and the Military Supervision Bureau are relatively weak, even if they cannot completely win over the Feng family, they cannot let the relationship deteriorate. The venue is so big, and if both parties don't even say a word, the anger between the younger generation will only become stronger.

Wu Di held the wine glass and came to the entrance of the corridor on the first floor with a smile on his face. He smiled and said to Feng Lei and others: "Haha, long time no see, everyone."

"Hey, Xiao Di is here too."

"Haha, I haven't seen you for a long time. I heard that your wife is pregnant?"

"..."

When the two military chiefs saw Wu Di, they didn't show any resistance. Instead, they talked to him enthusiastically.

In this kind of situation, everyone is a person of status, at least on the surface, they have to get along.

Wu Di chatted with a few people for a while, then turned to Feng Lei and said, "I haven't seen you for a long time. I just have something to tell you."

When the two chief political officers heard this, they immediately said: "Oh, you have something to talk about? Then you talk first, haha, let's go to the second floor to take a look."

After saying that, the two took the lead to leave, and only Wu Di and Feng Lei were left in the corridor.

The two looked at each other, and Wu Di was the first to speak: "Last time..."

"Brother Wu, He Chong asked someone to call me just now. I was blocked by them at the door and couldn't go in for a long time." Feng Lei interrupted directly and replied: "Well, I'll go in first and wait a while." If I have time, I’ll find you again.”

Wu Di was stunned while holding the wine glass.

"Haha, let's chat later!" Feng Lei didn't pay attention to Wu Di's expression. He just replied with a smile and walked away.

Wu Di looked at his back, frowned slightly, and said nothing.

Upstairs, Shen Fei and others looked at the entrance of the corridor and started talking softly.

"Haha, Feng Lei is so realistic, he doesn't want to say another word to Wu Di."

"Oh, the down-and-out phoenix is ​​really not as good as a chicken. When Old Wu was re-employed, who in this room dared to underestimate Wu Di."

"...!"

Everyone was talking, some were sarcastic, and some were quite emotional.

Downstairs, Wu Di held the wine glass and walked back to the sofa area.

Zheng Kai's son crossed his legs and said: "Xiao Di, I told you, if you go to him, it will be a hot face but a cold butt."

"Haha, it's not..."

Just as Wu Di was finishing his words, a group of strange men in Chinese tunic suits suddenly walked in from the main entrance of the venue, numbering more than thirty people.

So many people rushed in together, and they were dressed like this, which naturally attracted the attention of the guests upstairs and downstairs, and everyone looked towards the door.

The crowd dispersed, and Yang Cheng walked into the banquet hall wearing military uniform and holding his hands behind his back.

"Haha, the show has begun." Shen Fei from upstairs said with a faint smile.

Downstairs, Zheng Kai's son glanced at Yang Cheng, curled his lips and said, "Why is this bastard here?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Cheng led someone over with an expressionless face, pointed at Ye Lin and said, "Capture her."

"Hooraa!"

More than thirty people gathered around after hearing the sound.