Han Zong: Starting from the Undercover New World

"Han Qiangzhi, Park Taesu, I know these guys."

Mou Xianmin leaned against the head of the bed and looked at Lin Wei who was sitting next to him thoughtfully: "They are not easy to mess with, why did you get involved with these guys?"

"It's not that I want to get involved." Lin Wei sighed, and explained the matter briefly. Mou Xianmin listened quietly. After listening, he pondered for a while: "That means there hasn't been any conflict yet?"

"Of course we don't want to provoke the powerful prosecutors of the General Prosecutor's Office for no reason, but doesn't it also depend on the other party's intentions?"

Lin Wei smiled lightly and said, "I just came to ask about the situation. I don't know what will happen in the end."

"Han Qiangzhi is now the head of the Strategic Investigation Department, but it is generally recognized by the outside world that if nothing goes wrong, he should be the next deputy chief prosecutor. If he stands in the right position, he may directly become the chief prosecutor of the Chief Prosecutor's Office. What level, you should understand, right?"

Mou Xianmin frowned slightly, feeling a little worried for him—this is not the chief prosecutor of the local or rural areas. If the chief prosecutor of the Seoul General Prosecutor's Office goes one step further, he will be promoted to the Grand Prosecutor's Office and become the head of the country's prosecutors .

Han Qiangzhi is only in his forties this year. He can climb all the way to this position at this age, not to mention his personal ability, and the strategy department he works in is a powerful department that can investigate officials and chaebols.

It's not a joke to provoke him.

Lin Wei nodded, and said softly: "If I have a choice, I certainly don't want to conflict with him."

Mou Xianmin was silent, looked at him twice, lowered his eyes, and said as if pointing: "However, if the opportunity is right, it's not impossible to suppress him. He is too popular, and it's not like he hasn't offended people these years, but no matter In any case, we have to wait until after the presidential election.”

"Then I have to ask sister Xianmin for help!" Lin Wei smiled, and Mou Xianmin rolled his eyes: "It's really hard to be your sister, and I don't know what trouble you will get into in the future. I will be discharged from the hospital this afternoon. "

When she changed the subject, Lin Wei was caught off guard: "Today?"

"Well, there's nothing to do here, lying here every day, waiting for the doctor to ask questions, it's the same old routine, does the headache hurt, how is the wound healing?

It’s the same when I go home, I’ll just ask a nurse to change the dressing every day and check it up, mainly because of my skin.”

She murmured resentfully, and after she said that, she would go to the beauty hospital to see how to get rid of all the sporadic scars on her body.

Lin Wei waited for her to finish speaking before smiling and said: "Sister Xianmin really doesn't give ordinary women a way out, isn't it good to have some flaws?"

"Okay~ You're the only one who can talk." She seemed to be complaining, but she couldn't hide her smile.

Lin Wei stretched out his hand abruptly: "Wait a minute."

He lifted the long hair from the wound on one side of her head, and warned, "Didn't the doctor tell you that the wound here should not be covered with hair, it will affect the recovery."

The wound, not too big or not too small, was still clearly visible. Mou Xianmin saw that his expression was normal, and his fingers lightly slid across the corner of her forehead, and the place he touched felt faintly hot.

"Got it" she sighed.

I lifted my hair up to my ears, only to realize that my ears were also a little red - why so close!

She turned her head and leaned back: "You can just come to the house for dinner tonight. It's better to hit the sun if you choose another day. You can also ask my parents what happened to Han Qiangzhi.

I don't know much about it."

"You don't have to ask Auntie?" Lin Wei smiled without revealing her shyness at the moment, pretending not to know anything: "Sister Xianmin can cook?"

"There is a nanny. You don't think that my mother said she cooks, but she cooks? Let me tell you, she can also make tender tofu soup. It's because my dad used to drink alcohol, so it's for him to quit drinking. "

Mou Xianmin complained mercilessly about her mother, and finally said with a smile: "If there is tender tofu soup on the table, you must praise this dish. My mother will not be happy if she praises anything else."

"Okay, what does uncle like? If you are going to visit your house in the afternoon, why don't you prepare some gifts?"

Lin Wei looked a little melancholy: "You are a bit too sudden."

But Mou Xianmin waved his hand carelessly: "My dad doesn't need anything to come to the door, just bring a jug of wine. You overseas Chinese have a good wine that is popular there, give him a taste, and don't use other foreign wines. He probably already Tired of drinking."

Lin Wei took out his mobile phone and sent Yin Xuanyou a text message, but halfway through the message, he thought about it, forget it, he had to ask Ding Qing for it.

Even if Yin Xuanyou throws out coins to buy it now, it may be difficult to get any good wine, and he has to rely on the help of his dear brother.

"OK."

"At that moment, you should go for what you should do first, and come back after dinner."

Mou Xianmin suddenly started chasing guests.

Lin Wei got up with a smile, and winked at her: "Actually, I don't need to dress up so beautifully, I'm a bit used to it."

"You're the only one who is smart!" Mou Xianmin glared at him, "Then don't look."

Lin Wei spread his hands and smiled narrowly: "That's not okay."

"Go, go." Mou Xianmin chased him away, but after he left, he turned over and picked up his mobile phone, calling his driver to pick him up quickly.

If we were going to meet in the evening, we would have to tidy up our hair, change our clothes, and put on our make-up, which would not be done in a short while.

When she thought that she could finally take off this annoying hospital gown, and no longer have to see people in a 'sloppy' appearance all day long, she finally felt happy.

Humming a ditty, but saw the vase on the table.

After hesitating for a moment, when the driver went upstairs to help pack things, she finally said: "Take this vase back and put it in my bedroom. I'm used to it."

The driver smiled, didn't say anything, just said with a smile: "Yes, Miss Xianmin."

Mou Xianmin pouted and looked in the mirror.

The scar marks on the forehead are still there--it's really annoying, what should I do if I don't need to cover it with my hair?

At 6:00 p.m., Lin Wei's limousine slowly parked on the side of the road in the villa area of ​​Hannam-dong. The driver of Mou Xianmin's family was waiting outside. When he saw the vehicle approaching, he opened the black gate and guided the vehicle to stop. go in.

Mou Xianmin's house is indeed magnificent.

A single-family villa in Hannam-dong, with three floors and an independent courtyard.

Being able to live in such a house in Hannam-dong is enough to prove the glory of Seoul Daily in the past. Although this villa seems a bit old-fashioned to Lin Wei, it is also the proof of what many rich people call "inheritance".

After the driver took Cui Yonghao to the parking lot, he went to the side hall where people eat and rest from the side door, and Lin Wei walked alone from the main door to the door. Face smile: "Welcome."

She bowed at ninety degrees, stretched out her hand to take the gift in Lin Wei's hand: "Madam is here."

Before the nanny finished speaking, An Yaying's voice came from the living room with a smile: "Xiao Lin, are you here?"

Wearing an apron, she greeted her from the living room and said, "Come in, sit down and chat with Xianmin first, her father will be back a little later, there is an impromptu meeting, there will be a delay."

"Auntie, you have worked hard." Lin Wei greeted with a smile and bowed, An Yaying kindly put his arms around his shoulders: "Here, you feel like you are at home, don't be so unfamiliar."

Lin Wei was pushed into the living room by her, and Mou Xianmin poked his head out from the fence: "Hey, did you change your clothes?"

Lin Wei adjusted the custom-made suit he had just changed into, and opened his arms: "How is it? I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

"You two talk first, and Auntie will come out when she is done with her work."

An Yaying looked at the two of them narrowly, and walked into the kitchen quickly with an amiable look, leaving room for the two of them.

Mou Xianmin's upper body is a white tights, which outlines her waistline and neckline, and her lower body is blue high-waisted jeans, which accentuate the curve of her waist and hips. She is wearing black high heels and has short hair. Fluffy and slightly curly.

Compared with the princess-like appearance I saw at the birthday party before, it is a bit more simple and cold than an urban beauty.

More like a successful, young and beautiful female president.

Her dress is quite sophisticated, it belongs to the kind that at first glance seems to be just wearing casual clothes, but in fact, there are girls' own carefulness everywhere.

Including her hairpin inlaid with black crystals, the black gemstone pendant on her neck, and a delicate but luxurious watch on her wrist—simple but not simple, matching her heavy painting, which highlights her distinct personality Lin Wei couldn't help but be fascinated by the facial features.

Or, at least in Mou Xianmin's view, he was rarely dumbfounded.

"Pfft."

She covered her mouth and smiled slightly: "What are you looking at?"

"Sister Xianmin, why is she so good-looking when she dresses up casually?" Lin Wei smiled awkwardly, watching her walk down the second floor.

Mou Xianmin raised his chin quite proudly: "Really?"

God knows how many outfits and collocations she changed, and how busy she was in the afternoon hours.

Lin Wei saw that she was still carefully pinning her hair with a hairpin, revealing a small wound that hadn't fully healed, and said softly, "It looks good."

Mou Xianmin walked up to him. The hair of the man in front of him was fixed meticulously with hairspray, his eyebrows, which were neither thick nor thin, were neatly trimmed, and the ends were slightly upward.

His eyes are piercing, and the warm light of the chandelier at home is reflected in the black pupils. Under the high bridge of the nose, he is grinning at the moment, and his big white teeth can be seen.

Outside the sturdy body, under the well-fitting suit, the shirt outlines the outline of his muscles. The black tie and slender legs, matched with the straight trousers, give a person a sense of straightness. The black leather shoes look It's brand new, no wrinkle, just shiny.

"You look like you're at a party—well, that's what my dad likes about you."

Mou Xianmin said, and patted him on the shoulder naturally: "Sit, sit on the sofa for a while, what do you want to drink? Drink or tea?"

"I can do it." Lin Wei stood side by side with her and walked towards the sofa in the living room.

Mou Xianmin raised her voice and shouted: "Auntie, let's make a pot of tea, use my dad's one, the one in the red box."

The nanny in the kitchen agreed and hurried away, while An Yaying said with a smile, "You don't feel bad."

"He's an overseas Chinese, so he can't be fooled by ordinary tea, right?" Mou Xianmin plausibly asked Lin Wei to sit on the big sofa, and she sat on the small sofa on one side. not far.

Her slender and straight legs are crossed and folded. After sitting down, she hugged her hands in front of her body, making the ups and downs in front of her white sweater more distinct. The tight jeans outline a slender line, and she can be seen exercising The curvature of the muscles developed by Pilates.

"Yes, yes, everything you say makes sense." Anyaying teased, Mou Xianmin frowned, glanced at Lin Wei with some embarrassment, but said generously, "How are you, sister?"

"Okay." Lin Wei didn't hesitate.

"Can you do me a little favor then?"

Mou Xianmin said with a smile.

Lin Wei is serious: "Up to the mountain of swords, down to the sea of ​​fire."

"Stop~ I'm not your big brother, it's my private business."

Mou Xianmin turned serious.

Lin Wei also said seriously: "Tell me, what's wrong?"

"Can you kill someone for me?"

Mou Xianmin's words were astonishing, she folded her hands in front of her body, one hand was around her neck, her fingers hooked the end of her short hair, and she casually said shocking words.

Lin Wei was taken aback for a moment, then he frowned and remained silent for a moment, seemingly disappointed, but soon he said seriously, "Who is it?"

Mou Xianmin looked at his expression, but couldn't help laughing again: "I'm just kidding you, how could it be possible."

"But I really need to ask you for something similar." Mou Xianmin also became serious, her brows were slightly frowned, and her face was cold: "You know my car accident is not that simple, right?"

"Um."

Lin Wei nodded.

He had ordered his subordinates to kill both the driver who caused the accident and the killer who went to silence him before, but the most critical gang leader who instigated the two of them has never been found.

Judging from some news, the other party may have been silenced.

"We probably know who did it. But that bitch recently posted Shun Yang and got into a hot fight with Chen Xingjun. Many of the methods she originally wanted to get back at her were useless.

It would be fine if there is direct evidence, but the most critical witness, you can't find it, and neither can we."

Mou Xianmin sighed: "I can't be more angry."

She still didn't hide her anger and hatred, and said: "When I was doing my hair this afternoon, I heard the barber say that this woman went to see a wedding dress recently. I want to take revenge before she and Chen Xingjun may get engaged. she."

Mou Xianmin glanced at the kitchen, and said in a low voice: "I don't need you to kill the other party, as long as you pay for it, if she caused me to have a car accident, you can also cause her to have an accident."

Mou Xianmin looked at Lin Wei, and said directly: "It's best to make her disgusting face the same as mine."

She pointed to the wound on her temple: "Leave some marks."

Lin Wei asked, "Who is the other party?"

"The youngest daughter of the Dayang food family, Ha Min-ah."

Seeing Lin Wei's finger rubbing subconsciously, Mou Xianmin leaned forward and moved the ashtray on the coffee table to his face: "Just relax at home, I don't care about this kind of thing."

She smiled, and Lin Wei hummed, but didn't take out a cigarette. He just thought for a moment and asked, "Is that company mainly engaged in importing and exporting food? Is his big warehouse at Incheon Port?"

"Yes, it is said that Dayang Company has part of the background of Wall Street. Chen Xingjun may be one of the reasons why she fell in love with her. Perhaps it is because of this. However, they have money, but their influence here is pitiful. As long as things are done well , as you said, be professional and there will be no disturbances."

Mou Xianmin looked at him calmly: "Without that good face, Chen Xingjun might not care about her anymore. Courtesy is reciprocal, and others have nothing to say. The most important thing is that as long as you don't make trouble yourself, this matter is my responsibility." Did it, Seoul Daily did it."

This can be regarded as a reassurance for Lin Wei.

Regardless of who the other party is, as long as you don't reveal your identity, outsiders will only know that this is an act of revenge by the Mou family, and it's not Lin Wei's turn to resist.

"good."

Lin Wei agreed softly.

He looked at Mou Xianmin and smiled slightly: "Just let her lose her face?"

"En." Mou Xianmin nodded.

"I will arrange it, just this week." Lin Wei gave an affirmative answer, with a cold expression: "But I think, instead of facing the possible revenge of the other party, it is better"

Mou Xianmin looked at him. She had never seen him like this before. The stern face and eyes really matched her guess about Lin Wei's other side - although it was a bit dangerous, it was also very attractive.

She smiled and shook her head: "You look down on Seoul too much, the purpose of doing this is not only to get revenge on that woman, but also to tell Chen Xingjun that his face is true and disgusting.

On the day of the car accident, you still knew to come here to pretend to be a dog, but afterward, you simply didn't come once, and instead it was the turn of the woman who bumped into me to see the wedding dress?

Heh, it seems that my influence on him is really great. "

Mou Xianmin smiled mockingly.

Lin Wei nodded: "No problem, I will personally supervise the implementation, there will be no problems, and there will be no evidence or prisoners."

"Then leave it to you."

As Mou Xianmin said, he raised his short hair, didn't look at him, but just looked to one side: "You don't blame me, do you? Obviously you saved me. Logically speaking, I should be the one thanking you, but in the end, I still need your help to do this." thing"

"Although I don't really like doing such things now." Lin Wei smiled, but when Mou Xianmin turned his head, he saw that he was just staring at her.

"If it's your request, I will do it." Lin Wei finished the second half of the sentence.

The two looked at each other, and after a second, or maybe several seconds later, Mou Xianmin smiled sweetly: "Is it okay to kill someone?"

"It depends on what the other party has done and what they want to do." Lin Wei didn't deny it, and said indifferently: "If there is a necessary sacrifice to achieve the goal, as long as the sacrifice is not myself and the people around me, it is easy to make a decision."

"We are really like..." Mou Xianmin smiled, but then said: "Do you think I'm a bit naughty?"

"Then am I even more hopeless?" Lin Wei laughed a couple of times, shaking his head, looking a little dispirited.

Mou Xianmin knew that he might be a little sad, but she really couldn't say much about it, she could only say softly: "Thank you, I don't know who else I can ask to do this except you. It will be November soon, this year The ballots may run out in mid-November. We can't have any accidents at this sensitive time.

To me, if you have to do this. You are the most credible. "

"Auntie thinks so?" Lin Wei asked.

Mou Xianmin was taken aback for a moment, then nodded silently.

Lin Wei hummed, but suddenly smiled: "That's good, it seems that in the eyes of my aunt, I'm quite reliable."

He suddenly became happier, which made Mou Xianmin think about it for a while, until he saw him looking at him with gentle eyes, and then he unconsciously looked away.

oh.

Perhaps in Lin Wei's view, this matter was not what she, Mou Xianmin, wanted to do, but An Yaying, who only came to talk to him about it at the request of her mother

But in fact, this matter is right or wrong—although An Yaying did mention it again this afternoon before she made up her mind, but in fact...she really thinks so, if she still wants blood debt If you want to take revenge on the other party, you have to ask Lin Wei to do it.

Perhaps the other party also calculated this embarrassing and sensitive time point before attacking her, just to prevent the Seoul Daily from retaliating blatantly.

If it is delayed for a while, the raw rice is cooked, Chen Xingjun and the woman are publicly engaged, and then revenge begins, then Shun Yang may lose face and have to fight back.

Indeed, the Seoul Daily was not reliable before. At this time, it is a suitable friend or ally for this kind of revenge.

But now, with Lin Wei around, things are different.

Whether it's Jinmen's background or his personal ability, doing such a thing is a professional match and a breeze.

Mou Xianmin said softly: "Actually."

"Ding dong."

There was a sound in front of the door, which interrupted Mou Xianmin's hesitation, and the nanny hurried to open the door.

Lin Wei got up, and Mou Xianmin also stood up subconsciously. At the door, a man in a black suit stepped in. He was only about 1.7 meters tall, but he walked vigorously.

Seeing Lin Wei, he laughed loudly: "You are Lin Wei, Executive Lin, right?"

"President Mou nim." Lin Wei bowed, showing full respect, with a smile on his face: "I have admired your name for a long time, and I can finally meet you today."

"Oh~ don't say that, I took so long to thank you in person, I shouldn't have made you wait at home for so long, sit down and talk."

President Mou has a kind face, he doesn't seem to be put on airs, and his appearance is very friendly, giving people the impression that he is a warm-hearted neighbor.

The two looked at each other a few times, and Mou Yingxiong smiled even more, and raised his eyebrows at his daughter a little narrowly: "You are really a good-looking talent, in our era, people who come to the door to talk about matchmaking, I am afraid they can step on the threshold. "

"What you said, isn't it the same now?"

An Yaying came out of the kitchen, maybe she was already done with her work, and just wanted to give Lin Wei and Mou Xianmin some time to chat alone.

Walking into the living room, she kindly took Lin Wei's arm and asked him to sit back on the sofa, which not only showed her attitude, but also let Mou Yingxiong understand the importance of Lin Wei in her heart.

This really surprised Mou Yingxiong. He didn't expect his wife to value this young man so much. She smiled and sat on a separate sofa, while Mou Xianmin was rushed to sit with Lin Wei with a wave of his hand.

She glanced at her father angrily, but sat down next to him gracefully. Mou Yingxiong looked at it several times from left to right, and nodded with satisfaction: "Young man is really strong, much better than that Chen Xingjun. , that kid is hunched over when he sits down, and he has no virtue in speaking."

He took off his suit jacket, An Yaying reached out to take it and hung it up, Mou Yingxiong took out a cigarette case from his shirt pocket, and handed one to Lin Wei, Lin Wei took it with both hands.

"How old is Lin Weixi this year?"

"Twenty-one years old." Lin Wei smiled shyly.

Mou Yingxiong was amazed: "You are so young, Xianmin, how old are you this year?"

"Dad!" Mou Xianmin's face collapsed, An Yaying also glared at him, Mou Yingxiong spread his hands, and naturally joked to Lin Wei: "See? In the Mou family, the family status of a man is like this. "

Lin Wei smiled cooperatively, but said enviously, "Your family has such a good relationship."

"Hahaha, according to your words, family and everything are prosperous, eh, yes, it is really counted according to the ancestral home, my hometown is also on your side, I remember my dad told me where my grandpa's generation came from It seems to be Shandong.

I don't know how my ancestors got here. "

Mou Yingxiong said: "I heard that Councilor Lu Xuanwu's ancestry is also from your side. What a coincidence—I heard that you are quite supportive of him?"

Lin Wei knew that the words he had chatted with An Yaying had leaked to him. This is not only a small talk, but also a test.

Lin Wei hadn't figured out the series of questions, so he answered while thinking, "I can't say I support it, I don't even have the chance to give money to people, but I just think that this year's final winner should be him."

"I've heard your aunt say what you said, and it makes sense." Mou Yingxiong lit his own cigarette, and handed it to Lin Wei, who lit the cigarette with both hands.

Mou Yingxiong waited for his cigarette to ignite before throwing the lighter on the table carelessly, tugging at the belt of his trousers with the other hand, and leaning back on the sofa daimaojindao.

"but"

"Why do you talk about these things as soon as you get home?" An Yaying interrupted him, glared at him, and said, "Who doesn't know that you still like that Councilor Li."

"According to opinion polls and various aspects, Councilor Li is on par with Councilor Lu in terms of number of votes and prestige - and in his capacity, it is hard to believe that he can go to the end .”

Mou Yingxiong looked at Lin Wei, and said persistently: "I just want to hear the opinions of young people. When this situation is similar, tell me, why does the Seoul Daily give up the ally that has supported for several years, and suddenly What about switching to the enemy camp?

If you win, you will be good for two years, but if you lose, big things will happen. "

Lin Wei looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "It seems that uncle has actually become inclined. You are asking me, but you just want me to give you some reasons that may help you to affirm your judgment, right?"

After he said that, An Yaying and Mou Xianmin stopped talking, and the nanny quietly handed over a pot of tea. After Mou Xianmin waved to her, she consciously went to the kitchen to get busy.

Mou Xianmin poured tea for the two and glanced at Lin Wei from time to time.

He is talking.

"If I were to judge the situation afterwards, I think there are three reasons for supporting Congressman Lu in this general election.

First, the Korean peninsula under the rule of three consecutive presidents in the past has many problems, such as economic problems, people's livelihood problems, gangster problems, and money and power trading problems.

People urgently need a new face to change all this. Noh Hyun-moo is a wild way that has never been seen in the South Korean ecology. His election represents a kind of innovation.

Second, Lu Xuanwu's accumulated experience and his ability to assist officials are superb. He can go from lawyer to prosecutor, from prosecutor to lawyer, and then to parliamentarian. Lu Xuanwu's own ability is beyond doubt along the way.

As such a person, not many people realized his value at the beginning, but he was able to start from scratch, stir up the situation, and become the only choice in this election to be evenly divided with Mr. Li. Regardless of success or failure, it symbolizes a lot.

Most of the assistant officers under Mr. Lu's command and the new party members who cheered for him were from humble backgrounds.

The time is already in 2002, and in the next ten years, there will be more and more grassroots congressmen and prosecutors like Mr. Lu. This is the general trend and it is difficult to change.

third"

Lin Wei smiled at Mou Xianmin, and she put the tea in front of Lin Wei.

"I think that even if Mr. Lu loses this time, he will never lose again next time. It is nothing more than the difference between winning this three years or winning the next five years. If Mr. Li fails to win this game It’s time for us to send charcoal in the snow.”

Lin Wei's words made Mou Yingxiong silent for a moment, and he suddenly said, "Why is it three years?"

"I think it will be difficult for Lu Xuanwu to complete his term of office smoothly."

Lin Wei's words were amazing.

At this moment, the big guy doesn't even know who will be elected, but he has already thought that Lu Xuanwu will win, and there will be an accident in the middle.

"Think about it, how many people bet on Congressman Li, and what will happen to these people after the new president takes office?

We all know Mr. Li's anti-criminal and anti-evil chanting may be just a slogan.

But Congressman Lu is different."

Lin Wei became serious: "These people who are actively approaching Mr. Li at this moment will inevitably usher in a big reshuffle in the future. Haven't you noticed that some people have already started to seek a way out?

For example, the aunt wanted to introduce to me the Chief Prosecutor. At his age, he could have joined the Chief Prosecutor, but he retreated bravely and decided to leave the procuratorial system at this point. All the credit will be given to his subordinates to support the newcomers.

I thought about it, unless the Attorney General is really tired and plans to retire, otherwise, it must be because he, like me, thinks that if Congressman Lu takes office in this election, many people will inevitably be dismissed. use it as a target"

For a moment, only the mist from the teapot was left in the living room, and Lin Wei crushed it into the ashtray until the smoked cigarette in Lin Wei's hand was nothing but the butt.

Mou Yingxiong asked in a deep voice: "But if Councilor Li succeeds, how can we survive the liquidation?"

"This is about the difference between Councilor Li and Councilor Lu - Councilor Li is a businessman, and if he gives enough benefits, he can keep his mouth shut, and as long as the benefits are enough, he can laugh away all grudges.

What about MP Lu? "

Lin Wei clicked to stop.

All of you here, even Mou Xianmin, a woman who works in the fashion media on weekdays, knows all about the people elected every year.

Not to mention Mou Yingxiong.

"In my opinion, considering the current situation of the Seoul Daily, it is better to bleed heavily and lose the bet and cut meat for Congressman Li, than to let the Capital Daily win the bet again-think about it, if the Capital Daily bet on Congressman Lu this time, How will Seoul Daily survive in the next few years?"

After Lin Wei finished speaking, Mou Yingxiong took out another cigarette, but An Yaying glared at him. He shook his head helplessly, put down the cigarette, took a sip of tea, coughed twice, and took another sip.

"It makes sense. I didn't expect you, Lin Wei, to be so young, so you can see things far away."

Mou Yingxiong laughed and said, "The Golden Gate still teaches this? Hey, then the Golden Gate is quite scary."

"I think President Shi should have the same opinion as me, but most of the other people don't understand these things and are not afraid of your jokes. Now, if Jinmen leaves President Shi, there will be bloody storms again immediately."

Lin Wei said, but Mou Yingxiong nodded and said: "I know, but President Shi and Councilor Lu are indeed very close. If there is a chance, it would be great if we could have a meal together. It is true. It's been a long time, and I haven't contacted you much recently."

He said cryptically: "Before, I always had to avoid suspicion, but now, I want to hear him say whether Councilor Lu is trustworthy or not. Unfortunately, there is no chance."

Mou Yingxiong laughed and said, "Hey, why are you talking about this? Are you ready? I'm hungry."

"It's already ready, and your favorite. Let's drink with Lin Wei later? I think he brought good wine." An Yaying spoke.

"Soft tofu soup? Hey, what is this, Luzhou Laojiao? Good wine."

Mou Yingxiong looked at the wine that the nanny put on the table, his eyes lit up.

"It's just luck. My elder brother made it himself. The good stuff was shipped directly from the sea. It didn't take long before it landed. I begged for a long time with a cheeky face, and I just wanted it. It's just one bottle. If there is too much, I won't come. Give me."

Lin Wei smiled and recalled Ding Qing's depressed tone when he called Ding Qing in the afternoon, and couldn't help laughing even more happily.

You are teasing me and Mou Xianmin here every day, it's time for you to play a role. That can't make you laugh for nothing, can it?

Ding Qing also paid a lot of money. This year, a bottle of this wine was auctioned for a maximum of 450,000 yuan in China, which is much more precious than Maotai nowadays.

It seems that he also made up his mind that he didn't want Lin Wei to lose face—wouldn't that be a loss of face to him? Who said gangsters can't be on stage?

Mou Yingxiong is obviously an old alcoholic. At this moment, his tongue is full of saliva, and he doesn't wait for help from others, so he happily unpacks the box and opens the lid.

The beautiful glass bottle also comes with two matching cups. After playing with it for a while, he poured two cups happily, and said: "No one at home can accompany me to drink this exciting drink. Today I can get one." Please Xiao Lin, you are in place!"

He was careless and made no secret of his enthusiasm.

Lin Wei sat down with a smile, Mou Xianmin walked to the side, picked up the wine glass: "I'll wash it first."

She went into the kitchen with her things, but when she came out she said she wanted to go to the toilet, and secretly patted his thigh under the table.

Lin Wei's face remained unchanged, and he smiled: "Then I have to wash my hands first and go to the toilet. I will accompany you to the end as much as uncle wants to drink today."

"Okay! Hahahaha!" Mou Yingxiong was happy, and Mou Xianmin got up and said, "I'll take you there."

She took Lin Wei to the toilet, and handed him a pill: "The hangover medicine, take it before drinking, in fact, it is best to take it half an hour ago, I forgot. Anyway, you take it Yes, eat something before drinking, my dad may have drunk it.

And when he is happy, he has no basis, and he is at home, so he might drink until he is completely happy. You don't know, the last time he saw Chen Xingjun for the first time, he had to drink him down before he would leave. Be you, I'm afraid I won't want you to sit next to me until you vomit twice."

"Is this a test?" Lin Wei turned her head at the door, she took a step back subconsciously, behind her was the wall of the corridor, Lin Wei's hand was still lightly grasping her, and the pills were in the palms of both of them.

She looked at Lin Wei and was speechless for a moment. Lin Wei looked down at her, and after a while, he smiled in a low voice: "Did you underestimate me? Since it's a test, of course you have to win it in a fair way. You can take it to your uncle." Eat it, or else I won't let my uncle blame me tomorrow."

He let go of his hand, turned his head and went into the bathroom. Mou Xianmin leaned against the wall, with his hands behind his back, watching his back in front of the sink, and after a while, he snorted and said, "Okay!"

She turned her head and left. Before she got to the table, she saw An Yaying frown and nodded at a place where Mou Yingxiong couldn't see.

Mou Xianmin stretched out his hand to touch it, and found it was hot, and he knew without looking at Xiafei's cheeks——turned around, pretended to adjust his high heels, took a few breaths, and then turned back to his seat, looking at his father with a smile on his face: "Dad , He is bragging, saying that he has never been drunk after drinking."

"Huh?" Mou Yingxiong's eyes became brighter, rolled up his sleeves, and quietly unbuttoned his belt, but he didn't forget to take a look at An Yaying beside him first.

An Yaying sighed, and said, "You're not afraid that you won't get up tomorrow and you can just chant casually at home, and you're not afraid that you drink too much."

"It's easy to say, easy to say, there will be no meeting tomorrow morning."

Mou Yingxiong glanced at the dining table: "Order more food and drink."

The nanny agreed and went into the kitchen again.

Lin Wei came back, took off his suit jacket, unbuttoned his shirt, and smiled at Mou Yingxiong: "Uncle, may I toast you first?"

"Okay, okay~" Mou Yingxiong was cheerful, but he glanced at Mou Xianmin beside him: "You want a drink too?"

"No need? My injury is still not healed." Mou Xianmin declined.

"Really? I thought you drank secretly just now. Forget it." Mou Yingxiong joked, but Lin Wei felt tremendous pressure.

He was secretly punched on the thigh by Mou Xianmin, and his expression was normal: "Uncle, for the first cup, I respect your health first."

That night, Mou Yingxiong felt that he might be sick.

When Lin Wei was smiling, his words were still watertight, his cheeks were only reddish, and he was sitting still motionless, asking him if he should open another bottle of wine. Mou Yingxiong felt that he might indeed be sick.

It doesn't make sense! ?

After drinking for so many years, it is not as good as such a 21-year-old kid! ?

He never expected that he would have to rely on a junior to take care of him when he was at the wine table.

"Oh, I can't do it. I'm a little too drunk, uncle. How about we stop here? It's getting late, and I'm afraid it will delay your business tomorrow."

Lin Wei looked at his watch.

Mou Yingxiong glanced at the clock hanging on the wall in the distance.

Well, after a few glances, it was all blurred, and I couldn't see where the hour and minute hands were.

"Okay, let's stop here today and drink again, I'm afraid your aunt will be unhappy."

He said with a smile: "Xianmin, you send him off, and I'll eat some more."

Mou Xianmin got up: "OK."

Lin Wei stood up, breathed a long sigh of relief, swayed a bit, and blinked vigorously: "I almost couldn't sit still. Uncle's drinking capacity is really strong. I've never had it before. I drank until I almost couldn't sit still."

Seeing him swaying, Mou Yingxiong laughed twice: "Don't let me, you boy."

"How can it be, don't watch me sit and stand up, it will be messy."

He did seem a little out of place when he spoke.

Mou Yingxiong waved his hand: "Okay, okay, let's go, my brothers, uncles and nephews, we will get together later! Old man"

An Yaying squeezed his shoulder funny: "Okay, have you had enough for today?"

"okay."

Mou Yingxiong let out a long sigh of relief, lit a cigarette, and got more and more excited.

Lin Wei looked shaky and was sent to the door by Mou Xianmin.

"Is this kid suitable?"

he asks.

An Yaying was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "What do you think?"

"Not bad. At least you can drink with me, and at worst you can stay at home. Follow me in the future and force those drunkards to death, hey."

Mou Yingxiong reluctantly stood up, and An Yaying supported him with the nanny: "You can rest."

"Wait until I meet President Shi and say that my parents don't like it, then it's useless, what do you think?" Mou Yingxiong narrowed his eyes.

"Yes." Anyaying did not refute.

"Oh, I'm just a little younger. Worry, my daughter, we will suffer in the future." Mou Yingxiong sighed again.

"Her? Hey." Anyaying glanced at the nanny, but said nothing.

Mou Xianmin suffers?

As a father, he really doesn't understand his daughter's abilities.

At the door, Lin Wei lit a cigarette, and with the night wind blowing, he became much more energetic.

"When I put on the clothes, I'm sweating, and I'm not afraid of catching a cold." Mou Xianmin took out the suit jacket from his arms and unfolded it.

Lin Wei glanced at her, a little surprised, but he still stretched out his hand cooperatively and asked her to put it on him.

She put on his coat gently, behind him, whispered: "...don't be too happy."

"What?"

Lin Wei blinked, sobered up.

Mou Xianmin looked at him calmly: "It's not the time to be happy yet."

Lin Wei was silent for a moment, then smiled: "I know."

"You have to work harder and harder." Mou Xianmin said seriously.

Lin Wei hummed, showing a bit of fatigue, and then she smiled, stretched out her hand and pinched his face: "It's good to know, sister is afraid that you will get dizzy and forget the business. What my dad said on the table , should you remember? If you don’t remember, call me if you don’t remember clearly.”

"Remember, I will go to see President Shi in person when I get back." After Lin Wei finished speaking, he remained silent.

Mou Xianmin sighed, lowered his hands, and hugged him from the side: "It's hard, isn't it?"

"Fortunately, I'm used to it."

Lin Wei was a little surprised by her sudden initiative. Mou Xianmin let go of her hand and looked at him sideways, her pretty face under the short hair was a little blushing.

Mou Xianmin looked into his eyes, maybe it was because Night Breeze was too alluring, maybe it was because of the alcohol smell on him that made her drunk, or maybe it was just because the moon was beautiful tonight.

"Sister has taken a fancy to you." She said.

"Huh?" Lin Wei didn't seem to hear clearly.

"I said, I've fallen in love with you." Mou Xianmin emphasized her tone, she looked into Lin Wei's eyes without dodging or avoiding.

"You have to be worthy of my vision to understand?"

She spoke in a domineering tone, looking at Lin Wei, her tone could not be soft or firm: "I am Mou Xianmin."

".ah."

Lin Wei didn't use honorifics for the first time. He put one hand in his trouser pocket and held a cigarette in the other.

"I'm Lin Wei."

Mou Xianmin looked at him, stood on tiptoe for a while, and kissed him lightly on the side of the cheek, bringing a scent of roses in his hair, and then patted him on the back angrily, and pushed him away: " Say honorifics! Boy!"

She opened the door and dodged in, with the intention of running away.

After a while, Lin Wei laughed a few times, picked up the cigarette, and took a light puff.

Ah.

Psychological attack! boy!