Siheyuan: Father Yi Zhonghai and Sister-in-law Lou Xiaoe

"Ezi, go to sleep first. I'll drink some water to sober myself up."

Xu Damao also forced a smile on his face.

Lou Xiao'e didn't say anything, she just turned around and went into the inner room to sleep.

Xu Damao sighed and thought about what happened at the table just now.

"Xu Damao, the position of deputy director will soon be vacant."

"After this year, they will retire and someone will take their place next year."

"You and Xiao Mao are the most qualified."

"but......"

When Zhu Xiaoming said this, Xiaomao next to him took out two bottles of wine.

"Director Zhu, I asked a friend to buy these two bottles of Taizi. They are definitely aged."

Xiao Mao's behavior made Xu Damao very angry.

"I say, Xiaomao, is there anyone like you?"

"Shouldn't we compete fairly?"

"I haven't said anything yet. You are just two bottles of table. I think you look like a table."

Xu Damao was unhappy with this guy.

"Haha, it looks like a platform!"

Zhu Xiaoming looked at the two bottles on the table.

"If Director Zhu says yes, that's good. From now on, I will be called Mao Tai."

Maotai immediately poured wine and toasted: "Thank you Director Zhu for the name."

"Fuck!"

"Ci Ming, can you be any more disgusting?"

Xu Damao didn't expect that this little guy would dare to be so blatant...

"What's so disgusting about that? Director Zhu said I was a platform, so that's what I am. I am Mao Tai, and I will change my name tomorrow."

Mao Tai held two platforms and said, "Director Zhu, I am Mao Tai, I am always here for you!"

It was as if everyone knew that he was talking about the table in his hand.

But, they really were just calling my name.

This act of bribery was successfully concealed.

"Da Mao, don't be anxious."

"In fact, your chances are better, but, as I said before, Lou Bancheng will affect you."

"I have inside information that these capitalists will still be liquidated."

“It’s just a slow transition now.”

"So, even if you really become the deputy director of the Propaganda Department, you won't be able to stay there for long, and you might even get into trouble."

Zhu Xiaoming whispered in Xu Damao's ear.

I also had a drink with Xu Damao.

"It's pretty good now. Deputy Director Mao Tai is more suitable."

Xu Damao said things against his will and seemed quite helpless.

But he really wanted to be the deputy director.

"I know you said that in anger."

"But there will still be opportunities in the future."

Zhu Xiaoming continued to drink with the two.

"Lou Bancheng's matter can't be resolved? Didn't you say before that you wouldn't pursue it?"

Xu Damao felt a little sorry for Lou Bancheng.

At the same time, I also feel some regret for what happened to me.

"If you really have no money, it's normal not to pursue it."

"But, some capitalists like him were found to have built yellow croakers into the walls of their homes. There were a lot of them."

"So, now someone above is considering whether to continue the investigation."

"Because the higher-ups think that these capitalists still have a lot of money from the people. If they don't give it up, they will probably continue to suffer."

"Recently, several capitalists were exposed because their money hiding places were reported."

"As for Lou Bancheng, I haven't heard anything about it yet."

After Zhu Xiaoming finished speaking, he quickly turned around and continued drinking with Mao Tai.

"I see."

After being silent for a while, Xu Damao started drinking with the two of them.

Xu Damao actually knew something about Lou Bancheng's situation.

After all, Xu's mother had worked as a nanny in Lou Bancheng's home for several years.

When it comes to money, Xu Damao knows very well that Lou Bancheng still has a lot of it.

I’ve seen big yellow croaker in Lou Xiao’e’s bag before.

Later, I saw it again in my own home, but when I looked for it again, it had disappeared.

That means those things have been hidden long ago.

If you can really hide it and not be discovered, then there is naturally no problem, at least other people don't know about it.

From what Zhu Xiaoming said just now, someone reported him, so he was arrested.

So there is no problem in Lou Bancheng for the time being.

But if Xu Damao wants to be an official, he will be affected at any time.

This made Xu Damao feel very conflicted, and he drank cup after cup of wine.

"Actually, your problem is easy to solve."

"The first way is to cut off all contact with Lou Bancheng."

Zhu Xiaoming was talking to Xu Damao while drunk.

"That's definitely not possible, my wife..."

Xu Damao wanted to tell Lou Xiao'e that she was pregnant, but he held back. It was his own business, so why should he tell others.

"Then there is another way. Let Lou Bancheng donate all his money and completely get rid of the title of capitalist."

The path proposed by Zhu Xiaoming seemed feasible to Xu Damao.

"But I don't know how much money he has. What if he says he has nothing?"

Xu Damao felt that if he had so much money, he would rather hide it than donate it. Why?

"You have to go find it. As long as you find it, you don't have to worry about him not admitting it."

"If he doesn't admit it, just report it. I'll still have to listen to you then."

"Once you donate the money, you've made a contribution. Are you still worried that you won't be promoted?"

"That's definitely much better than Maotai."

"Do you really think I'd be interested in these two bottles?"

Zhu Xiaoming watched Mao Tai leave and told Xu Damao everything.

"Reporting it is definitely not an option. If you are very rich, it would be difficult to give it up."

Xu Damao felt that Lou Bancheng's money was definitely more than just one or two boxes of yellow croaker.

Now looking at Lou Xiao'e sleeping inside, Xu Damao sobered up a little from his drunkenness.

Lighted a cigarette.

I finally have a son, I can't be impulsive.

Xu Damao felt that this Zhu Xiaoming seemed to know something.

I always feel that Lou Bancheng is really unlucky.

A person, Yi Bufan, appeared in Xu Damao's heart.

He felt that Yi Bufan could help him make a decision on this matter.

At this moment, the deaf old lady next door had fallen asleep leaning against the door and had been woken up by the cold twice.

"Why aren't you quarreling yet?"

The deaf old lady muttered and looked at the time...