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Chapter 394 Hongmen Banquet!

Jinsui Fu Di is a well-known high-end and elegant restaurant in the west of the city. The name sounds grand, but it is actually in an inconspicuous alley. Turn left and right, just like going around a maze. The signs are small. The four names of Jin Sui Fu Di are

There's nothing grand about it, but the only difference is that the pavilions and pavilions of this restaurant are modeled after ancient times, with carved dragons and phoenixes, red rafters and hanging tiles, giving people an antique feel.

But when you walk in, you will find that this place is actually unique. It is classic and quiet, with small bridges and flowing water. Each dining table is placed in an independent pavilion. It is very artistic. The steamed seabass here is a must-have in G City.

There is an endless stream of diners coming here every day just to taste this dish. Every time it is meal time, you lean on the railing and look out. All the cars parked outside the gate of the mansion below are private cars, filling the entire alley, and it is overcrowded.

But now it's clearly past dinner time, it's already past eight o'clock in the evening, and most of the diners in the mansion have already left with enough food and drinks, but there are still a few people sitting in a pavilion on the second floor.

The dishes on the table were basically all served, but few of them used their chopsticks. Except for a gangster man who was so burly and tough that could only be described as terrifying, he was leaning against the table and smoking with squinting eyes. The others stood respectfully.

It's like sitting on pins and needles, keeping silent and staring at small eyes.

Sitting opposite the gangster man was a guy with a big belly. His face was expressionless, but his heart was beating a drum.

A beautiful waitress wearing a bright red cheongsam with a high slit exposing her snow-white thighs gently held a long wine jug and filled them with laojiao one by one with light steps. There was no sound in the entire pavilion.

Just the sound of pouring wine slowly

"You have nothing to do here, go about your business." After the wine glass was filled, the gangster man who was obviously wearing a black suit but looked nondescript said to the waitress with a smile.

While talking, he also touched the smooth and tender thigh of the beautiful waitress and rubbed her two ounces of oil in front of so many people. The waitress was so frightened that she bent over and dodged, but the gangster took advantage of this.

At that time, he stuffed three hundred-dollar bills into the collar of her snow-white cheongsam and patted her chest.

"Ah, thank you Brother Hei." The waitress was eaten for no reason. Her face was red and she was very nervous. But before she could feel aggrieved, she saw that the other party was so generous. She was immediately flattered and pretended that nothing happened.

Thank you with a smile like a flower.

"Go," the gangster said with a smile, and continued smoking like a normal person.

The waitress resigned. I have to say that the quality of the waitresses in this high-end restaurant is different. They are much better than the third-rate waitresses in ordinary restaurants who can accompany both drinking and sleeping. The gangster watched this closely.

The way the waitress swung her butt and ran away, you knew she was still a virgin

The owner of Jinsui Mansion has a trick. The more he looks for such a waiter, the more he can whet a man's appetite.

As the waitress left, there were soon only two groups of people with clearly divided camps left in the pavilion.

The group was naturally led by the gangster. On his left sat a gentle-looking man with glasses. The seat on the right was vacant, but there were four or five people standing behind them with their hands behind their backs.

The other group, the fat man sitting opposite the gangster, seemed to be here alone. There was a huge empty wine table and sumptuous dishes all around, but there were only three people sitting there, which seemed particularly awkward.

"Director Du, don't just sit here. The wine has been served and the food is almost ready. Come on, let's go and one of us will do it first." As the gangster said this, he put out the cigarette butt and pinched it with two fingers.

He picked up the wine glass, made a gesture of clinking glasses to the pot-bellied Director Du across from him, and then raised his head and drank it all in one gulp.

Director Du on the other side smiled bitterly and also picked up the wine glass and could only drink with him.

"Haha, Brother Du has a good drinking capacity. I thought that only us Northeastern men can drink in one gulp. I didn't expect you, Brother Du, can do it too." The gangster laughed and said, this is true, men all over the country do.

You know, Northeastern people are the most generous when it comes to drinking. They just pour it into a big bowl. The Fushun White Erguotou Shao Knife, which has a high degree of quality, pays attention to the fact that there is no leakage in one mouthful, otherwise you will be a pussy.

Director Du laughed and said: "Brother Hei, why are you laughing? I, Old Du, can't drink enough. I have high blood pressure. I can drink up to three drinks at most. Haha, Brother Hei, you are so bold. You drink more tonight, I can accompany you."

Then accompany me. If I can’t go back in the worst case, just send me back. I’ll have fun with you, brother.”

The bandit man smiled faintly and picked up a cigarette. The man wearing glasses next to him immediately lit it for him.

The bandit man took a sip, puffed out the smoke, squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "What I'm saying is, if you can't drink it, I won't force you to drink it. We're not people who don't know good people, but we enjoy ourselves when we talk about it. Brother Du,

I won’t be happy just drinking these few glasses of wine tonight.”

Director Du knew exactly what he meant, and his expression suddenly changed. He felt a little uncomfortable and didn't even dare to stare at his face anymore.

"Director Du, Brother Du," the gangster said with a smile: "Let's have a heart-to-heart talk. Ever since I came to G City in the past few years, in the mixed city west area, we have 'made' friends.

How do I, Black Scorpion, treat you?"

Director Du hurriedly said: "It goes without saying that this is what our brothers are like." He raised his thumbs and said, "In your Northeastern dialect, you are very powerful."

The bandit man shook his head and smiled and said: "I am a person with hard ears, I can't hear good things, and I don't want others to treat me the same way in front of me. Like some people here say that I am a righteous and generous person, and I will think of ways to plot when I turn around."

Me, you are playing tricks on me, you treat me like a fool, you think I am easy to fool, and you can go on business even if you agree on things you have agreed upon. This person really lives up to the old saying, there are no eternal friends, only eternal interests. Brother Du, I

I have never studied, so what do you mean?"

When Director Du heard this, he was so nervous that he even broke out in a cold sweat. He knew that although the banquet in front of him was a good banquet, it was definitely the Hongmen Banquet that could offend the evil god in front of him. He would not do it today.

It doesn't matter if he wants to go home and has a high position. Black Scorpion has not played cards according to common sense since the day he became a municipal stick. He dared to play rough with Mr. Hong when he came here. What else do you think he wouldn't dare to do?

?

Director Du knew that there was no point in making excuses now. Since the other party had "invited" him here, he simply opened the skylight and spoke openly. He raised his voice and said: "Brother Black, you can't complain about this."

Oh, just last night, Chen Baixiong invited me to dinner just like you do now, and he specifically asked me to give him the line. I knew there was a conflict between you two, so I didn't agree. But in the end, his gang of boys

He put the knife directly to my neck and forced me to the point where I had no choice."

The gangster Black Scorpion said calmly: "Oh, so you're afraid?"

"Brother, after all, I am not a member of your society. I am raising a family. It is not easy to get to where I am today. Even if I don't think about myself, I still have to think about my wife, children and the elderly at home..."

Director Du poured out his bitter thoughts

"Haha," Hei Xiazi smiled faintly, put out the cigarette again, and said: "Brother Du, you didn't tell the truth. You don't need to cry pitifully to me. You deserve to be an official. This mouth is good at bullying me.

Scorpions are stupid, aren't they?"

As soon as these words fell, the atmosphere in the entire pavilion suddenly became tense. No. 5's personal assistant behind Black Scorpion thrust the knife into his arms fiercely. Five pairs of tiger eyes stared at Director Du with a bright cold light, waiting for the boss's orders at any time.

Director Du turned pale with fright.

ps: Brothers, I will start school the day after tomorrow. I have to catch a train in the provincial capital in the past two days and go to the south all night. Moreover, there is no network cable in the school at the beginning of the school year, so I can only do it for a period of three days. Please forgive me for the short time. I will try my best to make it better.

Improve the quality, thank you brothers for supporting me all the way, especially fangshuo and many brothers who silently support me without leaving their names, thank you, thank you

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