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Chapter Three Hundred and Twenty Seven Xue Family Two Hundred and Five

But the sound on the other end of the phone sounded so familiar to him. The other end of the phone was his father, and 90% of the time it was not wrong!

Who is the fucking guy in front of me? Xue Xiang, has this name in Beijing? Deputy Mayor, a fantasy, is there a deputy mayor in the country who is the second son of the 20-rok?

With thousands of questions and fear, Feng Zijun stepped forward and took the phone. He said "feed" to the microphone, and then quickly moved his ear away. The other end of the phone seemed to have firecrackers exploded, and it was thunderous, making Feng Zijun dare not take his ears toward the phone.

Indeed, the sound on the phone was really loud, and it was far away, and everyone in the audience could hear it clearly, "Fei your mother's egg, Feng Zijun, you little bastard, I hate you for not dying. When I come back, you will be defeated. My mother's fork, you puppy day for me to wait..."

Who would have thought that the deputy political commissar in charge of political work of the army would spit out a series of national curses. Although the strong Ludong accent may not make people hear all the words clearly, the various classic national curses were clearly heard.

There are several soldiers' families who are not just a man of style. As a soldier's father, he has always been synonymous with strictness, and vertical screens are no exception.

Usually, Feng Zijun was afraid that his own son would be as good as the mouse saw the cat. Whenever he stared at the vertical screen, he would be so scared that he fell limp.

Now, the vertical screen has changed its appearance and started to curse on the other end of the phone.

Feng Zijun even doubted whether his old man would have swallowed him alive if he had been close to him now.

Finally, he hung up the phone. In the short three or two minutes, Feng Zijun only felt that it was as long as a century.

After answering the call, he seemed to be fished out of the water. At some point, his whole body was leaning against the wall and slumped on the ground.

After a lot of effort, he struggled to get up, endured his strong sense of shame, and wanted to follow his strict orders on the phone to find Uncle Xue to apologize, and seek Uncle Xue's forgiveness in all ways.

Unexpectedly, I looked closely and saw that there was the figure of Uncle Xue in front of me.

In an instant, he was covered in ice and grabbed Hu Xuefang's white wrist and shook violently. "Where is the man. Xue...Is the man?"

Hu Xuefang suddenly pushed away. "My surname is Feng, please try to move me again. Believe it or not, I will call you Uncle Xue immediately!"

Hu Xuefang looked proud. Indeed, once, when she saw the Feng surname, she had to take a detour, but now she was afraid that her grandson would not dare to blew her with the beautiful Hu girl.

Sure enough, with Hu Xuefang's rough push, Feng Zijun tried to reach out his hand again, but he never thought about stretching out half of it, hanging in the air again, and he did not dare to approach Hu Xuefang anymore.

After thinking about it, he stopped pestering Hu Xuefang, and quickly asked Zuo Jin where Xue Xiang had gone.

After getting the answer, I rubbed it for a while, and Feng Yanei fell to the ground again.

It turned out that after he took the phone from Xue Xiang, Xue Laosan greeted the eldest sister of the Xia family and turned around.

Indeed, he was not happy to see the bustle here.

Moreover, his status is now precious, and Ruohai is entangled with a furious child like Feng Zijun. If it is spread, it will be nothing to make people laugh at.

However, Fengzi Military fell to the ground and suddenly there was a loud noise at the door, as if many people were gathering here.

As the door was moving, the venue suddenly boiled, and people gathered in various leisure areas all headed towards the door.

After a while, he heard the noisy greetings. Feng Zijun almost didn't need to pass by, and he knew that there were several big dandy people coming to Beijing.

When he was recruiting, he wondered again, why did these people come?

On weekdays, these people are not the most self-respecting person and are unwilling to come to Hongxing No. 1, which is unavailable.

What's wrong today? Not only did we come, but we gathered together. Could it be that there are important people here? No, if they are important people, how could they come here? And even if there are really important people, how can they be regarded as these people welcome?

Before the crisis was over, Feng Zijun was gathered by these big playboys and developed great interest.

It turns out that He Hongxing No. 1 is the attachment product of Shi Jianfei's troubles in the Red Star Teahouse back then.

As the Yangtze River pushes the old waves, new people in the world change old people. Shi Jianfei, Wu Gongzi, and Jiang Chaotian are gradually becoming a man to stop things, and a new group of yamen have grown up again.

However, although the old yamen faded out of the yamen circle, social activities are still needed, but the capacity of the Hongxing Teahouse is limited after all.

The yamen circle continues to expand, gradually exceeding the capacity of the Red Star Teahouse.

Therefore, Hongxing Teahouse has set up such a Hongxing No. 1 near the corner, which is exclusively for ordinary dandy gatherings.

As for the Red Star Teahouse, it took advantage of the opportunity to become high-end, and it is impossible to enter the family level if it is less than a certain level.

It was said that Feng Zijun had never entered even the deputy minister of the Organization Department, Jiang, never entered.

Moreover, this time, Hongxing No. 1 held the so-called National Day reception, and the organizer also invited a large number of yamen from the Black Tea Teahouse, but he did not even wait for a few words to respond.

Now, the big yamen from the Red Star Teahouse is rushing in at this moment. What are they going to do?

As one of the organizers of this National Day cold dinner, Feng Yanei suddenly realized that this was an excellent opportunity to make friends with the great yamen.

At this point, he suddenly became energetic, stood up, broke open everyone and went forward.

Unexpectedly, a few people separated and a tall and thin young man came towards him.

Seeing the appearance of this young man, Feng Zijun suddenly became shocked and said, "The young man ignored him, and reached out and pushed him away, shouting, "Third Brother, why are you here? This is not the place you should come..."

After talking to himself, the tall and thin young man scanned it carefully again, and was full of surprise. While he was confused, he suddenly hit the eldest sister of the Xia family and said anxiously, "Mistress Yuzhen, why are you here? Where are my third brother? He didn't come?"

At this point, the identity of the visitor is self-evident. It is the most incompetent Yanei Xue Yuan, the Xue family.

"Brother Xue is here, he just left!"

The eldest sister of the Xia family said.

"Ah, it's really a coincidence!"

Xue Yuan was upset, with full of gratitude.

In fact, he didn't want to see Xue Xiang. Every time he saw this elder brother of the Xue family, he was more stressful than meeting his uncle Xue Anyuan.

Although Xue Anyuan, the uncle, was powerful, he encouraged him as a junior at most and did not say harsh words easily.

Although Xue Xiang, the third brother, would not scold him sternly, Xue Yuantai knew that his third brother had an influence in his circle. The reason why he was able to flourish in this circle was that he easily competed with Shi Jianming, Jiang Weijun and other major yamen as an outsider, was nothing more than borrowing Xue Xiang's east wind.

In this way, why don’t he be so awe of this third brother?

At this moment, when he heard that Xue Xiang was on Red Star No. 1, he first didn't believe it, and then he remembered that Xiaowan had said that the third brother would return to Beijing in the past few days. Xinxia was a little panicked and had the intention to avoid it, but he was afraid that Xue Xiang would know later that he was in the Red Star Teahouse at that time.

If you don’t go to meet, wouldn’t it be a big show that will be a misunderstanding, and the consequences will be unpredictable?

Therefore, he mustered up the courage to chase after him.

Not only him, Shi Jianming, Jiang Weijun and others were probably thinking that they were also like this. They obviously didn't want to come, but they were afraid that the third brother, who was always difficult to avoid dealing with, took the verbal talk and said things through this, and they all came with a bit of the bullet.

When I got to the scene, I heard that my third brother had left, and that was no matter how good it was.

"Miss Yuzhen, that, what are the third brothers here for? Is it with you?"

Xue Yuan asked.

He suddenly felt something was wrong!

He knew the temperament of his third brother the most. Let's say that, sometimes, he even felt that his third brother was already middle-aged in forty years old and was unreasonable. His third brother's official position is growing, his reputation is growing, and he has a lot of things to do every day. How could he have the leisure to come to play with this Red Number One?

There must be a reason for this!

Before Xia Yuzhen could touch her, Hu Xuefang stepped forward, "You are Brother Xueyuan, my name is Hu Xuefang. My brother Hu Baoguo is a good friend of the third brother. Speaking of which, we are also a family. I don't know why Brother San is here, but what happened just now, I happened to be there!"

As soon as Hu Xuefang said this, Feng Zijun was so shocked that he was so shocked.

Now that things are, no matter how stupid he is, he should have thought of which Xue Xiang, Uncle Xue who calls himself Xue Xiang.

He could not imagine that he would have an intersection with this legendary character, no, conflict.

I think he, Mr. Feng, grew up listening to the legend of "Justic Song Jiang". Now he has had a fight with his idol. Who can I ask for advice?

Suddenly, he recalled how all this happened. He didn't blame himself for his back. It happened that the peacock cake was eaten by the third brother, and he persisted in looking for trouble.

He only blamed Zhao for being too verbally polite and insisted on pointing out the third brother among the crowd.

Damn, if you don’t point it out, I can’t find anyone. There will be a bitch. If you keep a bitch, you should die if you are a damn person.

At this point, Feng Zijun was angry and became brave, and at the moment when Hu Xuefang was telling Xue Yuan the final statement.

Feng Yanei was assisting with a run, kicking Zhao Jie, who was already stunned on the spot, immediately kicked the classmate Zhao into a rolling gourd and got out of the distance.

Before Zhao Jie could scream, Feng Yanei punched and kicked another storm.

Feng Yanei was addicted to fighting, but after hearing this, Xue Yuan was also annoyed, "Okay, it's so fucking. The surname Feng, you are so brave. You dare to ask my third brother to accept the beating and punishment. You can dodge it, and your body is splashed with blood. Don't blame me."

Xue Yuan's two yamen, the yamen, had already made a big name in the yamen circle. He was so powerful that he shouted and the venue immediately opened.

Seeing that it was a bloody drama, the eldest sister of the Xia family suddenly spoke out, "Brother Xue Yuan, forget it, it's all a misunderstanding. It's not a big deal, and Brother Xue didn't pursue him. You should listen to Brother Xue!" (To be continued, please search Piao Tianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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