Chapter 113: The Uproar (Part II)
With a cough, Jean wiped away the spilled tears and looked at the cigarette roll in his hand.
"Enough, where did you get it?"
Zhang Tuo said with a smile.
"It's just a secret in my own little private garden, after all, tobacco needs a license."
The two have drunk a lot of wine, Zhang Tuo is drunkenly smoking cigarettes, and the days when he used to drink and smoke with Jean like this were the distant era of hairy boys.
"It's just that, Jean, those councillors come in twos and threes most of the time, and although they come here a lot, how can we find out where they will meet in a month?"
There are several large groups of parliamentarians, but there are also small groups within these large groups, and the situation is complicated, and large gatherings of parliamentarians are not common, and small gatherings are common.
Jean smiled slightly, and spat out a puff of smoke, still a little uncomfortable with this unprocessed tobacco, very choking, and a little spicy in his throat.
"Don't worry, there will be a lot of meetings of the councillors lately, and there will be big gatherings, so you can take this opportunity to find out where they like to meet."
Although Zhang Tuo was full of drunkenness, as soon as Jean said this, he must have done something, at least something that caused a sensation in the city, because Jean's evil smile had betrayed him.
"I'm relieved if you say that, and I'll say hello to my informant girls."
Zhang Tuo doesn't have any special means, but after taking root in Qinglong Street many years ago, he knows the power of women, and he has attracted a lot of women who serve on this street through money and some other things.
"Jean, you drink by yourself first, and when the store closes, we'll go to the roof for a barbecue, and I'll have to go down to the store."
Zhang Tuo went down as he spoke, and Jean lay comfortably on the sofa.
"Do you want to call two women to come up and accompany you?"
Zhang Tuo just walked out and turned back to say, Jean had closed his eyes and was about to take a nap, Zhang Tuo shook his head helplessly.
Drip, drip, drip
A burst of orange light shot out of Jean's phone, and then a screen of light and shadow was formed, and this kind of emergency pop-up contact from Section 2 could not be refused.
"Hahaha, you really dare to be Jean, it's been a long time since I've laughed until my abs cramp."
Mo Xiaolan on the video was still smiling, and Jean sighed helplessly, but in an instant, Jean stared at Mo Xiaolazy coldly.
"Tomorrow night, the General Affairs Section will release a video conference, and the day after tomorrow is the inauguration ceremony of your stupid girl, and the identity information has been replaced by the 9th Division, which is the best result, and there are no objections."
Jean nodded, his chin in his hands on a serious expression.
"The fact that you're going to use a special means of contact means means that you've already thought of something."
"The day after tomorrow is a great opportunity, the rioters hiding in the city will not miss this feast, I have already started to weave the net, Jean, this matter only needs the two of us to plan, since there is an end of the season, there may be more ends."
Jean took a sip of the glass on the table, put it down and stood up, smiling and teasing.
"Are you a spider?"
......
The first floor is the wine area, the second and third floors are all service areas, and after Zhang Tuo came down, some women had finished their work and smoked at the door.
"Good work."
Zhang Tuo will say a word to every woman who passes by, and after coming downstairs, Zhang Tuo saw a fat man sitting in the corner at a glance, wearing a loose coat and a mask, and the two girls had already gone over to sit together, but the fat man's thief eyes looked around, as if he was looking for someone.
Zhang Tuo is not welcome to this kind of guest, he immediately glanced at a few mutant bodyguards, and walked over himself, this kind of guy who looks around is not here for entertainment, but for other purposes, Zhang Tuo doesn't want to have any problems.
"Is there anything that the guests are not satisfied with?"
The fat guy in front of him immediately got up, a pair of big eyes stared at Zhang Tuo, for a while Zhang Tuo seemed to have seen it somewhere, a little familiar, he immediately put his arms around the neck of this fat man who was only one meter six, and the fat man also turned to the wall.
"Dead boy, Jean is here, hurry up and take me to see him, if you dare to lie to me, your store won't have to open tomorrow."
Zhang Tuo's eyes widened, looked at the fat man who had pulled off a little mask, swallowed a bite, and immediately smiled and nodded.
"It turned out to be a fat brother, sorry, sorry, it's really on it, you can find an excuse to come up at will, after all, you don't want to reveal your identity, otherwise the whole city will know about it tomorrow."
Locke nodded.
Click
The door to the room was torn open, and sure enough, Jean was sleeping on the couch.
Locke glared at Jean viciously, and his stomach growled.
"Xiao Zhang, I haven't eaten until now in the afternoon, you can get me something to eat."
"How did the fat brother get to this point........
Locke said as he clutched his stomach, which was a little painful.
"It's not this bastard."
After a while, Jean felt a snort, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Locke's wide, full cheeks staring at him with rage.
"Yo, how did Chubby find this?"
"You bastard, bastard Jean, how can you do such a thing, where do you put the faces of the 13 sections and our general affairs section, do you want my life?"
Locke grabbed Jean by the collar and lifted him up, pushing and shoving.
After a while, the meat on a grill was bubbling with oil, and Zhang Tuo put down the wine and retreated.
Locke ate the barbecue and tears rolled down his eyes.
"What do you say you are not doing well, you want a secretary, 12 Corey grab a lot of them, what kind of bad do you want, you find such a crooked melon and cracked dates, I just recently got forgiveness from my daughter and wife, the family is harmonious, and now you have made such a big thing, you want me to carry this pot and I can't carry it, Jean, you bastard, why do you always want to do this kind of thing, Michelle is about to explode, my heart hurts."
After a few sips of wine, Locke Jiahui already had a handful of snot and tears, in the institutionalized behavior of the elite, there is such an outlier from the bottom, which is absolutely not allowed, and this is also a breakthrough, if the non-elite can hold such an important position, then the parliamentarians are justified, after all, the mouth cannon is what they are best at.
Once such a truth falls, Locke really can't imagine the scene in the hall of Congress at that time, and the picture is simply worse than the battlefield.
"It's all decided, Chubby is fine, haven't you already thought of a way? Just do what you do, as for the result, it doesn't matter, there will be bigger actions in the future, we have 13 subjects. ”
Locke's body was shocked, his drunkenness was gone, and his eyes widened.
"Say, there's something big going on, please talk to me first, bastard Jean."
After a while, the wine glass in Locke's hand trembled, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and it seemed that his stomach hurt again.
Looking at the names of the five death row prisoners and LV0 level criminals on Jean's mobile phone, Locke didn't know what to say, he patted his head.
"Do you really want my life? Bastard Jean. ”
As he spoke, Jean pulled up another document, with two big words on it, Amnesty.
"Help me get this amnesty bill to Congress, and I remember that it only needs 300 people to agree to it before it can enter the reconsideration stage, and then it only needs a majority of votes to start the bill."