District 9

Late at night, the welcome activities of the Publicity Department ended, and the staff tidied up the venue, setting up tables and a sumptuous food self-service area.

The third young master and others took the old cat to the second floor, chose a relatively quiet table and sat down, and then started to have noisy socializing. Because many people found the Third Young Master and the others sitting here, they all came out to propose a toast. But this group of people are all seasoned. Some drink less wine, while others simply take a sip of wine. Therefore, they are not drunk at all until the end of the drink, and they are all very sober.

Only the old cat was in worse shape. After all the hard work, he drank at least eight taels of white wine and took some red wine with him. So in the end, his state was almost as if he was about to break up, his eyes were blurred and his head was buzzing.

Wu Di crossed his legs, looked at the old cat with a smile and said: "No one offers you a drink, you have to drink it, you have to learn to refuse."

The old cat waved his hand, shook his head and responded: "I...I am different from you. If others respect me, I have to respect them."

The third young master smiled after hearing this: "This is also a philosophy of life, which is quite good."

Wu Di glanced at the old cat and said nothing.

"Brother, you've finished drinking. Do you have any ideas?" The third young master came to the old cat and asked softly.

"What, do you have plans for tonight?" the old cat bared his teeth and asked with longing eyes.

"Arrangements are nothing, that's not what I'm talking about."

"what is that?"

"I mean, do you feel anything while sitting here?" Third Young Master asked politely.

"I just feel tired." The old cat responded with a heavy breath, holding his head.

The third young master put his hand in his hand, pondered for a while and then asked: "Do you think Uncle Li is tired?"

When the old cat heard this, he was stunned for a moment.

"He went from the grassroots level, to the superintendent, to the captain, to the director, and finally sat in the position of chief councilor of Jiangnan District... Just think about it, how many such occasions has he experienced, and he drinks more than you. How much wine?" the third young master asked with a smile on his face.

The old cat was silent for a while, then suddenly twisted its stiff neck and looked downstairs.

He saw some middle-aged people who were already in their forties or fifty, but they were still wandering tiredly among various crowds.

He saw some people who were drunk and unconscious, sitting in a corner with their heads lowered and in a daze.

He also saw those who risked their lives to accompany the gentleman, and after drinking, they went to the toilet in embarrassment to vomit.

Yes, these people all look like Lao Li, and it seems like everyone has his shadow in them.

The Third Young Master stared at the old cat and continued in a hoarse voice: "All your privileges and willfulness in the superintendent's position were all created by Uncle Li on this occasion... But have you ever thought about who can help him? What? To you superintendents, Uncle Li may be like God, a man of great influence sitting in the top position, but in this kind of situation, he may have to bend to many people. "

The old cat was silent.

"You can help Uncle Li." The third young master sighed.

"How can I help him? How?" Old Cat asked with some confusion.

"If you do well within the superintendent, have a position, have the right to speak, and have your own circle, then maybe you will be able to help him sometime." The third young master responded easily.

The old cat was silent.

"Do you think that I just rely on my family connections to earn a living in Songjiang?" The third young master suddenly asked.

The old cat may have drunk too much, or maybe he didn't think much about it at all. He nodded directly to the third young master and asked, "Don't you rely on your family?"

"Do you know who sponsored this collection activity?" the third young master asked with a smile.

"Couldn't it be...?" Old Cat hesitated for a moment and looked at everyone with a slightly surprised look.

"Yes, it's sponsored by a few of us." The third young master nodded, pointed at the group of people downstairs and said: "At least half of the people present today are not here for my father and the elders in the family. Yes, but directed at me and these friends around me."

The old cat was stunned.

"Let me tell you again, not only do I rarely ask my family for help, but my dad even asks me to solve some problems." The third young master put his hands in his hands and spoke calmly. His expression definitely didn't look like he was bragging or talking nonsense.

When the old cat heard this, he seemed to understand the other party's meaning.

"Having said all this, I just want to tell you that it is not easy for Uncle Li to get around in the system." The third young master drank a cold drink and said softly: "His position is neither high nor low, neither up nor down. It is when he feels very uncomfortable. , sometimes you have to compromise, sometimes you have to choose a side...even if you are a little careless, you may be shattered to pieces. Isn't that Wu Wensheng a living example?"

When the old cat heard this, he frowned, grabbed the wine bottle, lowered his head and poured himself another glass.

"Have more contact with the outside world. It's useless to keep your own small circle." The third young master patted the old cat on the shoulder and said briefly: "If you think more and work harder, you can help more." Uncle Li, a little bit."

"Yes." Lao Mao was indeed persuaded by the Third Young Master, because he had rarely thought about how Lao Li was hanging around outside and how he managed his connections. He only enjoyed the convenience that Lao Li brought to him for free.

And today, after Lao Mao attended this kind of party, he also had a personal experience. Indeed, there were at least a dozen people in this room who were on the same level as Lao Li, and the way they were running around for their lives showed infinite sadness.

"Okay, I've talked a bit too much today, let's have a drink." The third young master greeted.

"Drink!" Old Cat nodded in agreement.

I don’t know how long I drank, but the old cat lay on the table and completely fell into pieces, dripping with tears and already started snoring.

Wu Di was eating the fruit, turned to look at the old cat and said, "Will you help him make arrangements for the evening?"

"No need for now, there are still two days left, don't be in a hurry." The third young master waved his hand and whispered softly: "Find two people and we will send him a private room later."

"Hey, to be honest, sometimes I feel anxious when I hear you speak." Wu Di curled his lips and replied a little impatiently: "You laid the groundwork just now, why didn't you get to the point in the end?! Just tell me He, the medicine line is very important to Lao Li, if he can carry this pile by himself, it will really help Lao Li a lot."

"You don't understand, he is against me." The third young master shook his head and responded: "Nothing can be done in a hurry. We want to bring him into the circle and play together in the future... Then we have to talk to each other first."

"Haha, you will become a god in one day." Wu Di replied with a smile, then waved his hand and shouted: "Go and ask the two service boys to come over and send the old cat back."

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Early morning.

On the road into Fengbei City, Qin Yu frowned and said to Fu Xiaohao: "Take the walkie-talkie and shout, asking the people behind if they can throw away the military vehicle."