After returning to the polls bureau, he thought that Wu Rendi had made his own move, so Gao Liang should ask what happened this trip. What Fatty Sun didn't expect was that after seeing Gao Liang, the old fox didn't even ask questions. He took the initiative to lead the topic elsewhere, just not asking how Wu Rendi was caught. It seemed that Gao Liang had guessed something, and it seemed that he could still guess ten times.

After coming out of Gao Liang, Fatty Sun went to see Hugo's injuries. The burns on his body were not very serious, but when the red-haired man threw them, there was more or less a problem. Hugo fell down his spine when he fell to the ground. Although it was not too serious, he was in a coma since he was unconscious afterwards. When he recovered his consciousness and felt something was wrong, he was already on the plane.

If they could go to the hospital in time, this injury would have only a small operation. However, by the time they got off the plane and sent Hugo to the hospital, it had been delayed for more than ten hours. If they missed the best time for surgery, there would be a certain risk when they went to the operating table. The hospital recommended that you try conservative treatment first and go to the hospital for physical therapy regularly. Observe for a while and consider whether to have the next step of surgery. However, conservative physical therapy and pioneering surgical treatment, no matter which treatment plan, it will leave some sequelae for Hugo.

After all, Hugo's injury was caused to save Fatty Sun. This made Deputy Chief Sun feel like he was owed Hugo. If Wu Rendi or Er Yang were saved at that time, Fatty Sun would not feel this way no matter how the three of them were injured. But now he saw Hugo walking back and forth on a row of small parallel bars under the guidance of a young nurse, he felt awkward.

From then on, Fatty Sun was sick. He would be satisfied as long as Director Hugo’s request was made. Sometimes, even though he knew that Gao Liang didn’t want Hugo to have too many high-level information from the polls, he would turn a blind eye to let Hugo look at it a little bit.

Later, after the Poll Investigation Bureau was lifted, he and Hugo never met again. Unexpectedly, after meeting again, they were almost vomited blood by the foreigner.

Looking at Fatty Sun's angry look, I laughed and said, "Sage, if you can find your way to my house, it means you haven't drunk too much at all. You don't know yet? When you went out to drink together that time, didn't you keep the amount for yourself? Apart from pretending to be drunk, I didn't see you drinking too much at that time..."

I was just halfway through this when Fatty Sun interrupted: "No!" He seemed to suddenly remember something, blinked his eyes and slowly muttered in his mouth: "No, I seem to have forgotten something. Lazi, wait for me. I will sort out what happened last night."

As he said that, Fat Sun stood up from the chair, tilted his head and recalled what happened after he drank too much last night: "I think about it-I went to a friend's wine shop and got two bottles of vodka, and then I didn't know where I got this roast goose, and then..."

Speaking of this, Fatty Sun paused for a moment, and he remembered the thing he had forgotten last night little by little. "I didn't come to you, I went to Lao Xiao's house. At the door of Lao Xiao's house, I saw Monk Xiao spitting while holding the door frame. I seemed to ask him about it... He said he didn't go to the hospital, and he was fine on the way. He was afraid that someone would ask him for a fee of 120, so he jumped out of the car and ran away. When he got back at the door, he started vomiting."

Speaking of this, his thoughts were a little closed. Fatty Sun blinked his eyes and thought for a long time, then continued the paragraph just now and said, "It's not me that I'm drunk too much at that time, and I have to continue drinking foreign wine with him. However, Lao Xiao said that the two of them were incredible and said that they wanted to find someone to drink with them again - it's fucking bad!"

Before he finished speaking, his face turned pale, and he woke up suddenly with alcohol. He pushed me away and ran towards the door. After pushing open the door, Fatty Sun rushed out while comforting himself and nagging: "Old Xiao, Lao Xiao, where are you? Don't scare me, are you leaving your own house? I don't know how to call me when I get home - Lao Xiao!"

At this time, I ran out and saw a trembling old man squatting beside the garbage room at the stairs. Who else could it be if it weren't for Monk Xiao? After seeing Fatty Sun and me, the old man actually grinned and cried on the spot: "Last night was minus 800 degrees Celsius, Xiao Liaozi, I knocked on the door of your house all night..."

It turns out that Monk Xiao followed Fatty Sun and then Fatty Sun called me to open the door. After Fatty Sun came in, he locked the door directly. Monk Xiao was drunk and didn't care. He thought Fatty Sun would open the door for him in a while. But when he woke up from the cold, he had not seen anyone open the door for him. After knocking for a while, no one saw him watch the door. In desperation, Old Xiao was about to go to his house. But at this time, he remembered that he jumped out of the ambulance, wearing pajamas at home, without a penny in his pocket, and did not bring a phone number. At this time, it started snowing outside again...

At this time, Monk Xiao's alcohol was completely awake. His whole body was trembling. In desperation, he could only come back and knock on the door, but no one opened it for him. At that time, Fatty Sun got drunk and didn't know anything. I had a nightmare all night, dreaming that the urban management officer brought people to demolish the house...

Monk Xiao was so cold that he couldn't stand it, so he started to pay attention to the garbage room. As a result, he actually found a few pieces of men's and women's underwear thrown away by others, short-sleeved clothes that changed seasons in summer, single-layer quilt covers, etc.

At that time, Monk Xiao could not care about anything, and it was better to lose his life than to lose his life. Monk Xiao put all his underwear, clothes and quilt covers on his body. However, he was still careful, afraid that these underwear would be unclean, so he put them on the outside. As he said, he pointed to the outfit's most interesting underwear on his outfit and said, "There are not many good clothes. I'm lucky if I haven't been frozen to death. Look at what they are. Does this breast pocket have cloth? What can it cover?"

He let Monk Xiao into the house, changed my pajamas, put on a cotton coat. After pouring four or five bowls of ginger soup, Fatty Sun heated up the roast goose porridge he made and asked Monk Xiao to deal with it. I gave him a hot hot noodle soup for another night. After this set, Monk Xiao recovered.

Although Monk Xiao is seventy years old, his physical fitness is not inferior to that of a young man. He stayed at the temperature of minus octave for a night, and then he calmed down for a while. Finally, he took a hot shower here, which completely eliminated the chill. He originally wanted to take him to the hospital for a check-up, but seeing that he is full of energy now, there should be no need to go there.

However, Monk Xiao didn't feel this tone in his heart. He kept nagging and talking about what happened last night. Fatty Sun and I were in a position of fault and didn't dare to argue. We kept smiling. We advised Monk Xiao one by one until the lunch stall. It was only after we persuaded Monk Xiao: "This is something that you two did not do. You can ask for two meals in the evening, even if you apologize for me."

As long as he can breathe, one or two meals are nothing. But Monk Xiao said the next thing that happened: "Just follow the standard of the night before yesterday, don't look at me like that. Since you left the airport, I have followed you a few. I thought I could call me and be kind, but I didn't expect you to be kind to me, so now I won't be kind to you."

I killed Huang Ran for 30,000 yuan in that meal. I couldn’t even use that much food expense in a year. It would be fine if others invited me, but I asked me to spend 30,000 yuan for a meal myself. I couldn’t guarantee that I could find me when I checked out. I couldn’t say that, and I immediately explained to Mr. Xiao: “Lao Xiao, that meal was invited by Huang Ran. When have you seen me treating me to that kind of place? We are all our own family, so we came here to affordable casserole--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Before I finished speaking, Fatty Sun had already taken out his phone, dialed a number and called out. After the phone was called, he smiled and said, "Old Huang, did you have lunch? Coincidentally, didn't I say, guess who I saw just now? I saw Monk Xiao, he said he hadn't seen you for a long time and missed you a little, and insisted on treating you to dinner. No, don't, don't, this is all his intention. Just like that, it's still the Cantonese restaurant we went to the day before yesterday. We'll see you at twelve o'clock, and we'll see you at all."

After saying that, Fatty Sun hung up the phone and said to Monk Xiao with a smile: "It's the same for everyone to invite me, I'll make sure you can eat comfortably..."

I slaughtered Huang Ran for 60,000 in three days, and I murmured in my heart. After hesitating for a while, I wanted to find an excuse to avoid the seat, but was stopped by Monk Xiao. Maybe I was afraid that no one would pay the bill when paying the bill, so he must have Fatty Sun and I accompany me, otherwise Monk Xiao would not go.

At the end of my life, I could only bite the bullet and accompany them to kill Huang Ran.

After we arrived at the Cantonese restaurant, we realized that Huang Ran had arrived. He had already booked the private room, and it was the same as the night before yesterday. At this time, we saw that we were going to kill him for a second time, so we came with our neck stretched out.

After a few words of politeness, the manager who checked out yesterday morning walked in with the dish card in smile. After looking at us one by one, he naturally handed the dish card to Huang Ran who was far away from him.

However, Huang Ran didn't answer. He smiled and took the opportunity to block the dish card in front of Monk Xiao. Monk Xiao took the dish card for a while and then closed the dish card and returned it to the manager, saying, "It's so blurry that I don't need to order it anymore. Just come to another table as they ordered the night before yesterday."

After hearing this, the manager said a few words of politeness and had already thought about how much tips could be taken. Thinking of this, he smiled and left.

When Monk Xiao ordered the dishes, I secretly observed Huang Ran's expression. He still had an indifferent expression, as if the order was not buried this time.

After seeing the manager leave, we continued to be polite. Only Monk Xiao began to pick up problems for this restaurant. The taste of the dishes was wrong, the service staff was not beautiful, and the decoration style was not good, just like the one who was treating the guests today...

I was afraid that Monk Xiao would become more and more outrageous as he was breathing, so I said to Fatty Sun first: "Sage, let's continue to talk about my topic, what else did you encounter after that incident?"

The little fat man nodded, he looked at Huang Ran, and when he saw Huang Ran, he seemed to have not heard it, and was echoing Monk Xiao's words. Fat man Sun then said: "It's not me that I'd rather have not happened to what happened later..."
Chapter completed!