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Back at the Expo Center, Qin Xiaorou was busy with her own affairs. Zhang Yuan couldn't help her consider the problem in the skirt. This delay was too long. Although he was a free man who didn't have much effect, he never showed up. It's not so good either.
Zhang Yuan put on the trousers he grabbed and went to the third floor of the center.
Obviously, the defense work under the responsibility of the National Security Bureau is still doing very well. As a place where the chief will stay for a long time, heavy soldiers are stationed here.
There are two kinds of national security personnel on the third floor. One is wearing special warfare equipment, bullet-proof vests, black vests, and the white words Guoan on the back. They are walking back and forth with the domestic 95-style submachine gun in their hands. These people are Belongs to a fixed position guard.
There is also a bodyguard wearing a black suit similar to that of Zhongnanhai Special Guard. These people generally do not have a fixed position. According to the command center, they will patrol the building, walk around, and check for suspected personnel at any time.
As a charity fundraiser in the industrial and commercial sector, there is no need to invite too many people, so those who come here are the bosses of the bosses, the rich and the first-class, not as complicated as downstairs, so there should be no plainclothes agents who make up. several.
But it’s not necessarily. The defense level tonight is definitely the highest level a3. Just imagine if you throw a bomb here tonight, it will definitely shake the whole country. The leaders of the central government, the leaders of China Shipping, the top richest people in China Shipping, if they are all killed by a single net. , The consequence is undoubtedly like throwing an atomic bomb.
The elevator on the third floor came up with three military guards. After inspecting Zhang Yuan's pass, he asked Zhang Yuan to confirm it on a fingerprint identification device.
In fact, not all attendees need to be fingerprinted. Those leaders or rich people and their female companions do not need them, because they are not allowed to carry weapons, so they only need to pass through the metal detection door.
Agents like Zhang Yuan come and go on their own. Every time they enter and exit, they will conduct inspections to prevent terrorists from mixing in.
After the verification was correct, the Captain Guo'an handed over the pass and said with a friendly smile: "I saw you on TV." Then he gave Zhang Yuan a thumbs up.
Zhang Yuan took back the pass, smiled at several Guoan, nodded and left, thinking that I almost went to Guoan too. If it wasn't for the major section chief named Shen Guohao who followed me that day, I might agree that day. Up.
Thinking of Shen Guohao, who had followed him twice, Zhang Yuan felt unreasonably suspicious, especially at the Longhua Temple. Why did he mention France? Temptation? Where did he get the news? This person is not authentic.
The elevator came up to a corridor covered with red carpet, a very spacious corridor with busy staff on both sides.
Zhang Yuan walked quickly to the small hall, stood at the entrance of the small hall, and saw that there were still many people inside, because the reception had not yet started, and the VIPs were all standing looking for their acquaintances to chat.
At the time of the economic crisis, every wealthy person meets to talk about losing more money, sorting out less money, how much their net worth has shrunk, and looking at their expressions, the more they lose, the more glorious they are, and they feel a little bit complacent.
However, the female companions brought by the rich have a richer expression, and they open their mouths and burst out, "Wow, wow so much!" They pouted again, in a coquettish manner, "Boss Li has lost more money, and I gave it back a few days ago. My girlfriend bought a new villa in the garden in the city."
"Baby, housing prices are going to fall sharply, and now I don't have the vision to buy any investment."
"It doesn't matter, I want it."
In fact, the woman didn't know that it was not worth buying now, but compared to the house price, her value fell faster. While this man was not tired of playing, of course she could make a little better.
Zhang Yuan turned a blind eye and ignored him. He carried his suit and two breasts and walked in stride. Although he was participating as a special guard today, he still had a seat. After all, he is the prospective son-in-law of Zhong Hai's current chief.
Although the VIP room on the third floor is called a small hall, compared to the tens of thousands of square meters below, the small hall and the general banquet hall are several times larger than that.
At one end of the small hall, there is a one-meter-high stage like a stage. This platform alone is as big as an ordinary banquet hall. There are some simple performances on the stage tonight. I heard that they are all singers, movie stars and hosts from Zhonghai. , Yanjun is naturally one of the hostess, probably busy in the background, so Zhang Yuan has never seen her.
After passing halfway through the hall, Zhang Yuan’s acquaintances suddenly increased. The domestic official-standard thoughts are still very strong. The bureaucrats who spend taxpayers’ money are all located close to the rostrum, and tonight’s The protagonist, the businessmen who are going to pay for the donation are all arranged in the latter half, and they don't know what the organizer thinks.
Of course, these have nothing to do with Zhang Yuan. Those in the bureau are not generally affectionate to him, and they keep saying "Young Master is here, take care of me in the future.", "If you want brothers to help, just speak up.", "As long as the brothers stay in this position for one day. , Our game is the same as the one opened by the young master himself."
Zhang Yuan walked by with a reserved smile, shaking hands one by one, feeling that he was even stronger than the No. 3 chief, and came to condolences the leaders at all levels in advance.
But think about it, the county officials are not as good as they are in charge. These bureau-level and department-level cadres can't talk to the central leadership, and they can't get along with the central leadership. It is better to serve the immediate boss comfortably. Fan Dasheng stays in the dark all day and keeps half of his words. They are still a little scared.
Therefore, each of them has a relationship with Zhang Yuanla, and they all want to get a princeling aura on their heads. Zhang Yuan is actually depressed. How can he become a princeling for some reason, but there is no way to explain it. What should I do? Right.
Seeing Zhang Yuan couldn't walk, the people around him were still gathering more and more, Fan Dasheng, who was sitting with him at the first table, frowned. It's not that he can't see Zhang Yuan being close to these people, who is the key today? Head number three.
The old man will come out soon, what do you think when you see this scene? Fan Dasheng formed a gang, and Zhonghai was all monolithic. Although Fan Dasheng was his person, no one wanted to see the huddled underneath.
Fan Dasheng winked at Fan Jiaojiao unconsciously, and Fan Jiaojiao immediately understood, got up and walked over.
Zhang Yuanzheng talked to the old guy from the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, "I heard that there is a shopping mall in the urban area that operates illegally, and the response from the public is very bad."
After all, the old guy is getting old, his abacus is very good, his small eyes squinted, "Which one, how come I haven't heard of it, if it does happen, I can arrange it."
On the contrary, a scornful guy drew close to him, and said with a grin: "What is true, Shao Zhang, which one do you want? The inspectors of our land tax are not doing anything, I will let them go together tomorrow, promise It turned out that he could not open the door for a month."
At this moment, Fan Jiaojiao also came over. Zhang Yuan couldn't say more on such occasions, said hello, and followed Fan Jiaojiao to table 2, where there is a place for him.
Because it’s not a banquet, the table is not big. There are 4 and 6 in each table. It happens that Qin Dalong is also at this table. Qin Xiaogang nodded to Zhang Yuan due to his father’s presence, but it was Qin Dalong, a veteran. Piggy, pulled Zhang Yuan over and sat down.
He asked in a low voice, "Did you see Xiao Rou?"
"En... Yuan is a bit embarrassed. You can't wait to ask this old fellow? Fan Jiaojiao is right beside her. She and Qin Xiaorou are not dealing with each other. If she knows what happened just now, maybe she will not be allowed to practice for several days.
"Isn't it different from the past?" Qin Dalong still asked ignorantly.
"Of course it's different, it's very beautiful." Fan Jiaojiao answered first, and squinted at Zhang Yuan with profound meaning, "Oh? Zhang Yuan, isn't it?"
"En... Yuan helpless, it seems that I can only say "en" and "yes" today.
"Hey, niece, what kind of vinegar do you eat?" Qin Dalong said with a loud voice, "I, Qin Dalong, have spent my entire life and will not let my daughter rob someone else’s husband. I just want to ask my niece to introduce Xiaorou to a boyfriend. "I slammed Zhang Yuan with his arm again, "How is it? Is there anyone with you? Someone with the same skill as you, or something stronger than you is fine."
Zhang Yuan smiled bitterly and rubbed his arms. With so much effort, the old guy was turned over by other people.
Before Zhang Yuan spoke, Fan Jiaojiao heard Qin Dalong and knew that she had misunderstood. She apologized and said gossiping: "Which is stronger than Zhang Yuan... I haven't found out yet. There is one weaker than Zhang Yuan. How about Mi Wei? "
"En... En..." Zhang Yuan couldn't even tell if this would be. He said in his heart, let you talk slowly. You can get a mess of mandarin ducks. Anyway, without counting, he stood up and said: "I'll go and command the special guard. Contact the Ministry."
In fact, Zhang Yuan has always been wearing a headset, and the situation is very clear. The female terrorist insisted that she was the only one. No suspicious person has been found so far. There are security guards at all crossings and all passages, so nothing should happen.
Zhang Yuan stood on the side of the rostrum and reported to A2 that the situation was normal. He was going to attend the banquet. This was originally arranged in advance, and A2 naturally didn't say anything.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and saw a fat man in his forties standing not far away, smiling humbly at himself.
"Young Master Zhang, are you finished?" The fat man saw Zhang Yuan finished speaking and hurried over.
"Well, are you?" Zhang Yuan was sure that he had never seen this person, nor did the cadres at all levels of China Shipping.
"Take a step to speak." The fat man smiled charmingly, making people wonder what he was doing.
There is a door on the side of the rostrum, outside the door is the passage leading to the backstage. Standing at the door, the fat man handed over a business card and said politely: "I heard that my nephew and Zhang Shao... had a misunderstanding."
Zhang Yuan bowed his head and chuckled in his nose, "Chairman of the Sun Department Store." As he was about to find fault with him, he came to the door by himself.
"En... No, it's not a misunderstanding." Zhang Yuan said, holding his business card.
"That's good." The fat man shook the sweat on his forehead.
Zhang Yuan smiled, and said: "It should be a grudge."