District 9

Inside the compound of the Publicity Department.

As soon as Lao Mao turned around, he saw the Third Young Master getting out of the car with Wu Di and others. But the two parties had never met before, so the old cat only glanced at each other and was about to leave.

"Old cat, right?" The third young master called out on his own initiative.

The old cat was stunned: "Who are you?"

"My name is Xu Liang, and I am friends with Uncle Li." The third young master smiled and extended his palm: "Qin Yu and I have met before."

"ah!"

As soon as Lao Mao heard this, he immediately understood the identity of the other party: "Third Young Master?"

"Yes." Xu Liang nodded.

"Hello." Old Cat stretched out his palm and shook it.

"These are my friends, Wu Di and Xiao Liang. They have also met Qin Yu." The third young master introduced the people around him.

Although Lao Mao didn't like this group of people in his heart, after all, Liu Zhixiong was already in contact with Ma Laoer, so he couldn't act too cold and could only say hello to each other one by one.

Everyone stood next to the car, and after a few words of greeting, the Third Young Master took the initiative to say, "Let's go in together."

"Okay, let's go." Old Cat agreed readily.

…

This gathering activity organized by the Propaganda Department probably attracted about forty or fifty people, and the members were very mixed. There were representatives from various departments within the system, as well as council representatives from various districts, street representatives, and some bosses from various industries, so Lao Mao was confused as soon as he entered the door. Because he had rarely participated in such activities before, he didn't know many of the people present.

As soon as the Third Young Master and others entered the door, they left separately. As for Lao Mao, who had no close friends, he could only sit boredly on the sofa in the corner of the hall, lowering his head and fiddling with his mobile phone. He seemed very out of tune with the lively atmosphere in the venue.

After about forty minutes passed in a daze, the lights in the hall suddenly dimmed. When the old cat looked up in a daze, he saw a beautiful figure sitting on a chair and opening the piano lid.

The lights around the stage were dim, and only a beam of light on the ceiling shone on the beautiful figure. She has a dignified temperament, her skin is as white as snow, her black hair is tied behind her head, her profile is full of features, and her neck is charming. Putting her slender hands on the black and white keys, she nodded to everyone with a smile and started playing seriously.

The old cat stared at the girl, a little dazed for a moment.

A man may have very low resistance to a beautiful woman with excellent temperament, let alone a girl like Lao Mao who is a postdoctoral fellow? Yes, that's right, his heart beat loudly again.

"Snapped!"

Just when the old cat was watching in rapt attention, the third young master suddenly came over, stretched out his hand and patted the old cat on the shoulder: "Why are you sitting here by yourself instead of chatting with your friends?"

The old cat was stunned for a moment, then turned around and said with a smile: "Haha, I don't know anyone here."

…

To travel within the ninth district, there are only a few roads, including airplanes, light rails, and highways. You can also take unofficial roads from the living villages at the junction of cities, which is equivalent to sneaking across the country. But if you catch this method, you have to go in, and the route is also very difficult. Not only do you have to risk being blocked by patrols, but you also have to worry about whether you will get lost in a big snow shell. So generally those who take the unofficial path are the kind of desperados who engage in illegal business, Lei Zi.

Since Coco and others wanted to keep their identities secret, they did not enter Songjiang with formal documents. Instead, Ma Laoer found a connection with the joint defense and let them in secretly. As a result, they will definitely not be able to take airplanes and light rails. Because the investigation in these two places was strict and there would be trouble if they were discovered, so Qin Yu chose to go to Fengbei by land. In this way, the risk can be reduced.

The car drove on the road for less than two hours, and everyone arrived at the junction of Changji and Songjiang.

Qin Yu sat in the car, wearing a down jacket and said: "Park the car on the side of the road, I will make a call."

"Okay." The driver nodded.

Qin Yu pushed open the car door, stepped outside, and dialed Ma Laoer's number.

"Hello?"

"Have you said hello to me at Songchang Pass?" Qin Yu asked.

"I've called." Ma Laoer nodded: "I will send you the other party's phone number soon. When you arrive, just contact him directly."

"Okay." Qin Yu nodded.

"Well, that's it." Ma Laoer said hello and hung up the phone.

Qin Yu stood on the roadside, lit a cigarette, raised his head and called out: "Xiao Hao."

In the second car, Fu Xiaohao opened the door and walked out and asked, "What's the matter, Brother Yu?"

The reason why Fu Xiaohao followed everyone to Fengbei was because of his own request. Because his hometown is there, and he has been in Songjiang for so long, he has never been back once, so he wanted to go back with him this time, and Qin Yu agreed.

"Xiao Hao, your car will leave first in a moment," Qin Yu said softly to Xiao Hao while smoking a cigarette: "Go over and contact the people at the checkpoint first, and take care of what needs to be done."

"Okay." Fu Xiaohao nodded.

…

Inside the Publicity Department.

The third young master sat with his legs crossed next to the old cat, looked at him with a smile and said: "If you can't make many friends in this kind of event, then what's the point of participating in it? Haha, let me introduce you to two friends. .”

Old Mao turned his head when he heard the sound, and just when he was about to open his mouth to refuse, he saw that the third young master had already taken out the phone from his pocket and dialed a number.

"Hello? Haha, uncle, why didn't I see you? Ah, you are upstairs. Uh-huh, I just arrived, you are in the lobby downstairs..." The third young master took the phone and whispered a few words sentence.

After the old cat glanced at the third young master, he continued to look at the beautiful woman on the stage.

Probably less than two or three minutes later, a few people suddenly walked through the corridor on the left.

"Here we come." Third Young Master reminded.

Lao Mao originally thought that the person he was going to introduce to him was a kid from a rich family, someone from an official family, or something like that, but when he saw the person coming, he immediately froze on the spot.

"Isn't this Li Fugui, the Black Street Superintendent, and you are here too?" the middle-aged leader said looking at the old cat with some surprise.

"Hello, Director Wang." After the old cat came to his senses, he stood up and said hello to the other party.

After Director Wang glanced at the Third Young Master, his face lost the majestic expression it used to have in the unit. He just smiled and patted the old cat on the shoulder and said: "It's good. Sit down, don't be formal, today is a party. It’s not a meeting, haha.”

"Uncle Wang, your figure is getting more and more out of shape. It's even more exaggerated than my old man." The third young master teased with a smile.

"Oh, I've managed pretty well. I go to the gym twice a week, otherwise my weight would have exceeded 180." Director Wang smiled and led the others to sit on the sofa. superior.

The old cat glanced at the third young master and saw that he was relaxed, talking, and his eyes were a little complicated.

…

Outside the Songchang toll gate.

When Fu Xiaohao got out of the car, he saw three military trucks parked in the open space next to him, and there were several soldiers with live ammunition gathered together to chat.