District 9

indoor.

The old cat sat next to Zhao Bao with a wine glass, stretched out his dog paw politely and said: "Hello, hello. My name is... Li... Forget it, my friends call me Old Cat, so you should call me that too. , seems friendly."

As soon as Lao Mao sat down, Lin Nianlei and Xiaomi got up and left, returning to Qin Yu's side. And Zhao Bao didn't come here for any social activities at all. He simply wanted to communicate more with Lin Nianlei, so when he saw Lao Mao and others chatting with him all the time, he felt a little impatient.

"It's okay, it's okay. Let's move around more frequently from now on." After Zhao Bao finished speaking, he stood up: "I have something to do at work..."

"Today is New Year's Eve. Let's put aside work matters and have a drink and chat for a while." Old Mao pulled Zhao Bao's arm and asked casually: "Did you study abroad in the European Union before?"

"Yes." Zhao Bao nodded: "The educational environment in District 9 is too poor, and I majored in journalism and media, so I had to choose a higher starting point."

Next to her, Lin Nianlei glanced at Zhao Bao and whispered to Qin Yu, "I'm a little hungry."

"Ah, you haven't eaten anything?"

"Eat for lunch, attend the New Year's Eve party in the evening, and just drink." Lin Nianlei didn't mean to give Qin Yu a chance, but there was no harm without comparison, because Zhao Bao was too clingy and annoying, so she wanted to hide.

"Shall I order you something to eat?"

"Forget it, come with me to buy some snacks. I'm greedy, hehe." Lin Nianlei replied with a smile on her face.

"Let's go." Qin Yu understood, stood up and picked up his coat.

"Zhao Bao, Qin Yu and I went out to buy some snacks for everyone." Although Lin Nianlei was annoyed with Zhao Bao, she still greeted him politely: "You play, we will be back in a while."

Zhao Bao was stunned when he heard the sound.

"Haha, you guys are playing." Qin Yu and Leilei walked out of the room side by side.

When Zhao Bao saw that the rightful owner was gone, his expression became ugly and he felt a little depressed.

"Come on, reporter Zhao, let's play some games together." Ma Laoer greeted.

"That's right, don't just sit and chat, have a drink and play games." Old Cat also said something.

Lin Nianlei left, and Zhao Bao temporarily lost his goal. In addition, he felt that there was something wrong between Qin Yu and Leilei, so he did not want to leave early, so he could only nod and ask: "What are you playing for?"

"It's dice, bragging." Ma Laoer reached out and handed Zhao Bao the dice cup.

Zhao Bao shook the dice with little interest, feeling annoyed, and gradually dropped his pretense: "Hey, how much do you get paid per month as a police superintendent?"

The old cat was slightly startled: "Haha, it's very small, about eight or nine hundred yuan."

Zhao Bao was stunned: "With such a small salary, how can you spend money here? This one should be at least five or six thousand, haha, you aa?"

Fu Xiaohao was stunned when he heard this, and was a little confused.

"Ah, we got it with a loan." Lao Mao is a big talker. In terms of bad words, he has few opponents in Songjiang: "You can still hold it for half a year if you play one game."

"What you say is very interesting, haha." Zhao Bao smiled, lowered his head and shook the dice: "Police officers like you who work in the judicial system should have gray income, right?"

When Ma Laoer, Zhu Wei and others heard this, they also frowned slightly, feeling that Zhao Bao was a bit pretentious.

"Then can I tell you?" Lao Mao replied, lowering his head and smoking a cigarette: "You are a reporter, I am talking nonsense, what if you expose it to us?"

"Oh, what's the point of exposing this?" Zhao Bao curled his lips and replied: "It's eight or nine hundred yuan a month, which is not enough for me to treat my tutor to a good Western meal. If there is no gray income, then it can still be done Are you alive? Haha, in fact, I personally have long felt that there is a problem with the judicial system in District 9. Why is the current security environment so chaotic? Because the people in the judicial system are not doing anything, and there are too many people like you who are singing and dancing every night. , there are only five words for the style of doing things, if you have breasts, you are a mother. Those who are corrupt, those who use their power to make money, all of them are... You said that those who manage public security like you are living a life on the line, then what really People who make a living by committing crimes can just do whatever they want?! Hey, I wrote an essay when I was in school, repeatedly emphasizing that if the environment in District 9 wants to be improved, high salaries and high integrity are a must, because those in power If it is not correct, then society will definitely not be correct. But how many people are willing to listen to such a true voice?"

In fact, if you carefully consider what Zhao Bao said, there is absolutely nothing wrong with it. Basically, everything makes sense. But when these words were heard by Lao Mao, Zhu Wei and others, they changed their taste. Because they work in the judicial system, and Zhao Bao's words clearly show his contempt for this profession.

Zhao Baoneng was admitted to a noble school in the European Union. First of all, his IQ must be up to standard, but whether his emotional intelligence is low or not depends entirely on who is right. If the other person is an elder or a senior official, then he may be able to speak better than anyone else, and at least he will show respect on the surface; but if he meets someone with a slightly lower level, he may have no scruples at all. In real life, people with a personality like his are everywhere. In addition, Zhao Bao belongs to the academic school, and his personal experience in the society is slightly less, and he may not know how to communicate with these people on the street, so what he says seems to be very accurate.

"Yes, yes, people like us with average academic qualifications and average abilities can only hang around in the police superintendent." Zhu We slightly responded sarcastically: "The vision and pattern must be the same as those of you who live in the European Union." No one who has ever experienced it can compare.”

"Brother, you are really right about this. In terms of structure and vision, you are really not good at it. Even our absolute top leaders in Songjiang can only fight among themselves." Zhao Bao slightly agreed with a sense of satisfaction: "You know How much scientific research funding does the European Union give to institutions of higher learning every year? Just saying that will scare you to death! In just four years, people have figured out how to re-cultivate existing land in an extremely cold environment, so that it can Food grows in the ice and snow. At present, I heard that some experimental fields have been approved. Maybe in seven or eight years, people will be able to plant it on a large scale. But look at the current situation in Songjiang? We are holding parliamentary elections. A few voting quotas were beaten bloody. What is this? This is a group of bandit leaders leading a group of poor farmers who don't know anything to fool around... I put my words here, the ninth district is If this development continues, sooner or later it will have to be merged into several other major districts, and it will have to be led by someone else."

"Brother, I don't think the situation in our ninth district can be compared with other places. We were established later..." Zhu Wei wanted to retort.

"What do you know? What have you seen?" Zhao Bao pointed to his head and responded: "The time of establishment is not a problem, the problem is the idea. Do you understand what the idea is? Forget it, even if you tell me, you don't understand."

"Ah, I don't understand. Let's talk. I'll order some more drinks." Zhu Wei stood up and left.

"Come on, keep playing, I'm five and six." Zhao Bao turned around and looked at the old cat and greeted him.

Ma Laoer glanced at the old cat sideways and said in a low voice: "He is so mean-mouthed. I regret letting him stay."

"It's okay, watch me treat him." The old cat looked at Zhao Bao with a smile and shouted: "Six sixes!"

Ma Laoer turned around and looked at the girl beside him: "Old routine, do you understand?"

"okk." The girl nodded obediently.

After ten rounds.

Laomao and Ma Laoer, the two nightclub gold belts, made Zhao Bao go to the toilet and vomited twice.

Zhao Bao held on to the sofa in a daze: "I won't play anymore, I won't play anymore... I can't drink anymore."

"No, it's fun."

"I really can't drink anymore."

"It's okay if you can't drink it," the old cat said with a bared teeth, "Let's add some other items. If you can't drink it, if you give in, we'll have a brain-busting session."

"It's too childish." Zhao Bao waved his hands speechlessly: "How old are you? It's boring to play without thinking."

"Come on, brother, let's play together. If I lose, I'll let you play." Yaya, who was accompanying Ma Lao Er, immediately stepped forward and pulled Zhao Bao.

"Oh, you guys are really vulgar." Zhao Bao came over again in desperation.

Two minutes later.

"Three four!"

"Four four!"

"Five five!"

"...I shouted...I shouted six-four." Zhao Bao shouted in a daze.

"I opened it for you, but I didn't." Old Cat picked up the dice cup.

"Damn it, didn't you shout four four?"

"I'll definitely have it if I shout?!" Lao Mao directly poured wine for Zhao Bao: "Come on, cheers, friend."

"Ugh!" Zhao Bao covered his mouth: "No, I feel like vomiting when I smell this."

"That's okay, come on, I'll blow your brains out." The old cat gritted his teeth, waved his hand and shouted, "Come on, come here."

"You are too naive, this..."

Before he could finish his words, Lao Mao lowered his head and breathed at the middle finger of his right hand. With all his strength, a crisp headshot hit Zhao Bao's forehead.

"Oh my god!" Zhao Bao, a gentle man, covered his head and cursed: "Are you going to die?!"

"Haha!" Ding Guozhen laughed suddenly, raised his thumb and praised: "It's so crisp!"

…

outdoor.

Frost and snow were falling all over the sky. Lin Nianlei was wearing a thick cotton coat and stood beside a roadside stall with her face flushed from the cold. She kept stamping her feet and muttered: "It's too cold, it's too cold...I'll freeze to death." Mom...I'll wear gloves..."

After saying that, Lin Nianlei lowered her head and took out a pair of very old men's gloves from her bag and put them on her hands.

Qin Yu was stunned and recognized that it was given to Hanhan, and then asked: "Haha, I thought you threw it away."

Lin Nianlei turned around with a rosy face: "I thought you would give me a new pair."

When Qin Yu heard this, he was immediately confused. He didn't know what to say and didn't know how to answer the question.

"Haha, you're still blushing." Lin Nianlei giggled: "I'm teasing you!"

"Don't tease me, I get serious easily." Qin Yu held it in for a long time before he finally said it.

This time Lin Nianlei was stunned when she heard Qin Yu's words.

…

The entrance to the Joy Palace.

More than a dozen people walked into the hall with smiles on their faces. The leader was Ming Fei, who had a conflict with Ma Laoer two days ago.