At night, the Walt Hotel.
This is a Western-style hotel, because the people who enter and leave are mostly military and political figures, so the gatekeepers are patrols in the concession with live ammunition. Golden tassels are hung on the military uniform and the brim of the hat, which is very elegant.
A car stopped abruptly at the door, and Yan Long and an agent came down. Yan Long opened the back door and said to the person inside: "Counsel Zhao, please!" A man with thick-soled glasses came out from inside, with a shaggy beard and wearing a loose gown.
Staff Zhao looked at the sign of the hotel coldly and said, "What did you bring me here for?"
Yan Long smiled and said, "Counsel Zhao is a noble person, and our stationmaster specifically ordered to be polite! Please!" He said yes, the agent had already half-shoved and took Staff Zhao inside.
Just as the three of them disappeared behind the revolving door, a coquettish woman in a black-gauze cheongsam followed a fat man who was drunk on her arm. There was a dark red beauty mole on the right eye of the woman, and a long cigar was clamped in her black gloved right hand. It was Mr. Liu. A few capable bodyguards in gray coats followed them.
Seeing that Staff Zhao was taken westward to the VIP box, Boss Liu also twisted his waist to follow. A Chinese waiter caught up: "Sorry, people who go to the VIP area must register first!"
Boss Liu opened his mouth and snorted on the waiter's face: "Bring the register!"
The waiter hurriedly handed over the booklet and pen. Boss Liu quickly scribbled a scribble name on it: "Gendarmerie Brigade, Adjutant Zhou!" He pointed to the man who was hiccuping beside him and walked in.
The waiter stopped: "The VIP area on the west side has been taken down. Please go to the south side, please."
Boss Liu frowned slightly: "Who has such a big face, has it wrapped up?"
The waiter said: "I am a politician, it is inconvenient to tell me, sorry, ma'am! Please here!"
Boss Liu was about to follow the waiter to the south. Suddenly, the adjutant Zhou looked straight at the waiter and said, "Why, look down on me as an adjutant? I'm going to the west today! I'm afraid I don't have money? I'm an adjutant. Some are ocean dollar bills! Ready-made!" He took out a stack of dollar bills from his pocket and threw it into the air. Colorful banknotes are flying, like rain.
The waiter hurriedly said, "Someone has indeed taken it down, sir!"
Adjutant Zhou curled his lips, he suddenly pulled out a box gun from his body, pointed it at the chandelier on the ceiling, and shouted, "Believe it or not, I brought a truck brother and smashed your hotel? Who was I afraid of in Nanjing?— Call me the one who keeps it! What a shit! I want to see how sacred this is!"
Two foreign patrolmen standing guard at the door rushed in and pointed their guns at Adjutant Zhou. Adjutant Zhou laughed and slammed his finger on his head: "There is a kind to drive here! You have a kind to drive here! The little girl raises you to drive here! Frighten anyone! When I made the gun, you little mothers didn't know where they were. Playing in the mud!" He burped heavily while talking.
Boss Liu greeted the two patrols in a hurry: "Drink too much, I'm sorry! I drank too much!" He took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat for Adjutant Zhou.
Unexpectedly, Adjutant Zhou pushed her away: "Go away, you girl! I only drink two catties, I haven't drunk enough! Don't be embarrassed here."
His trouble alarmed the foreign manager of the hotel. After understanding the situation, he was afraid that something went wrong, and he hurriedly allowed the two patrols with guns to continue to stand guard at the door, and whispered in his unskilled Chinese: "Sir, your request, we can't meet today, or tomorrow Are you coming?"
Adjutant Zhou glared at him suddenly, and pointed the muzzle on his head: "I am going to the west now! Quickly, let the one who is supporting me come out! I want to see how big his ass is and can sit in so many boxes. !"
He said several times that he was "caring for", and outsiders knew it immediately, referring to the person who had booked the VIP box on the west side. The waiter hurried to the west. The chief officer on the west was bigger than this, so he should be able to hold it down.
In the VIP box, Yan Long brought Staff Zhao into the middle box. There was already a man sitting there, with a white face and a small beard, and a long gown. When the man saw Staff Zhao, he smiled and said, "Oh, old Zhao, I haven't seen you for many years, you are still so thin!"
Staff Zhao was taken aback, and said, "Are you Hu Jianbing?"
The man patted his thigh: "Exactly!"
Staff Zhao understood for a while, and said coldly: "You are here to be a lobbyist, and you are instigating me!"
The atmosphere of the audience was immediately embarrassed. Yan Long was about to speak, and someone outside shouted: "Mr. Yan!" Several agents guarding outside yelled, "Quickly go! Mr. Yan is not seeing guests!"
Yan Long frowned, opened the door, but saw a waiter standing far away, and seeing him coming out, he said: "Mr. Yan, there is an adjutant Zhou who is drunk and crazy underneath. He has to come to the west box. Can you? Can’t help—"
Yan Long said coldly: "The people in charge here all eat dry food?!"
The waiter hurriedly said: "Our manager, his adjutant Zhou held his gun against his forehead! I hope Mr. Yan will come forward to help! You can see that you can live in the big scene!"