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Chapter 161

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The private room was a relatively enclosed space. After all, it was the capital. As soon as one entered, one would feel a completely different feeling. Ma Yingjie felt uncontrollably nervous and cramped. He didn't look at anything, but he felt that in the dim light of the room, there was an indescribable fragrance floating in the air. This kind of fragrance would slowly influence people and make them feel relaxed. Those girls seemed to often accompany people to drink at such occasions. Even though they looked young, and one of them, Ma Yingjie, didn't seem to be 20 years old, they all looked natural and unrestrained. They were completely different from those girls in his hometown. Such girls made it impossible to have any profane thoughts, and they also didn't make you feel restrained. He noticed that these girls found their own partners very naturally. This seemed to be a professional sensitivity and habit. This was the first time that Ma Yingjie found that these girls all had a special ability. They could find their target in an instant. How did they know which customer he was suitable for? This puzzled Ma Yingjie for a long time. Later on, he also asked some of these girls, but each of them would say something different. It seemed that this was not something that could be regularized. It was just a natural talent of a profession.

The waitresses came in and out of the thickly carpeted room. They served all kinds of drinks and food to the customers, but they made you feel like they belonged to the room. They came and went as lightly as the wind. Whenever one of them asked for the customer's opinion, the low moaning voice always made you feel intimate, but it also kept a distance that you couldn't cross.

The dishes began to be served one by one, and the wine was opened. Ma Yingjie didn't seem to be in the right state from the beginning to the end. He couldn't observe carefully and fell into a state of confusion. The wine that was opened, the exquisite bowls and plates, and the delightful dishes that were carefully prepared were completely out of his sight. He was in a trance, and he didn't know what to do.

In Wu Du, Ma Yingjie had participated in all kinds of banquets, but he didn't know why he still felt depressed and uncomfortable. Maybe it was because of the people sitting there, or the smell in the room, which was a kind of faint fragrance that began to spread in the private room unconsciously. Or maybe it was because of the people. It wasn't that he hadn't met important people before, and he wasn't the kind of person who would have stage fright. But this time, it was different, especially that Wu Dawei's secretary. This person looked quiet, and his somewhat thin appearance made him look refined at first glance. But when Ma Ying Jie sat opposite him, even though the secretary did not look up at him, it was as if this person had stripped him naked and was examining him, mixing with him. This made Ma Yingjie have a mixed feeling: humiliation and confusion. It also made Ma Yingjie feel helpless for the first time, and he felt he was weak and wretched.

At this moment, Ma Yingjie even deliberately flattered these people. This was the first time he came out to run a race, and whether he could succeed or not depended on this one move. Besides, since there was a circle, the rules of the game naturally existed. The existence of many things was no longer a kind of nothingness, but a real thing, which had nothing to do with officialdom, officials, and the word "fighting".

Officialdom always needed to be in the game, but never know where the situation in the game would lead.

Liu Rusheng was busy, and he seemed to be in his element, so Ma Yingjie's attention was almost all on him. The room was very quiet, and there was soft and pleasant music floating in the air. Liu Rusheng asked the waitress in charge of pouring wine to fill the glasses in front of the guests. After she left, Liu Rusheng picked up the glass and stood up. Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him. Liu Rusheng was neither fast nor slow, and he controlled his tone very well. He said, "Today is the first time that our County Mayor Ma and Director Li meet with you, so let's take this as a greeting gift. I still have to rely on you leaders and seniors for the following things, so I'll take my liberty first and propose a toast to you."

As he spoke, Liu Rusheng circled the table with the wine glass, and then drank it up. After that, he showed the glass to everyone, sat down very politely, and looked at Ma Yingjie. There were two voices in Ma Yingjie's heart, but he obeyed the voice of acceptance instinctively. He stood up almost numbly, held the glass of wine, and looked around. At that moment, he only saw a few blurred faces of men and women, and a pair of eyes that did not look up at all. It was this pair of eyes that made him feel like there was a thorn in his back. He tried hard to control his trembling, and gathered the strength to say those words. Liu Rusheng seemed to see something, and he moved in his seat. At that moment, Professor Liu opened his mouth, and his words became a lubricant that instantly made Ma Yingjie's stagnant body move again.

"Xiao Ma, you are the real host today. We are here to ask for a glass of wine from you."

"Professor Liu, you are too kind! I am really flattered to see you for the first time. Director Wu, Professor Liu, Boss Hu, thank you for not giving up. I will need your help in the future. If there is anything I can't do, please give me some advice. I thank you in advance! "As he spoke, he raised his glass, and drank it up like Liu Rusheng did. However, he did not realize that he would go to see Wu Dawei after drinking. Wu Dawei was still looking straight ahead, quietly looking at the plate of lamb slices in front of him, as if deeply attracted by something magical in it. The moment Ma Yingjie looked at him, he lifted his body and leaned back in his chair. For some reason, Ma Yingjie thought of a person in a book. It was the "Wu Qing" of the "Four Famous Detectives" in Wuxia novels. The disabled person sat in a wheelchair, and no one knew what he was thinking, cold or hot. In fact, he did not like to read Wuxia novels. Originally, he did not even want to read novels, but after he entered the bureaucracy, he had no choice but to read novels. Novels were the best gift for him to kill time, and also a better teaching material for him to learn and apply. There was a saying that in historical records, other than the real location and names, the events were all fabricated. Novels were the opposite, the location and names were fabricated, but the events were all real. Novels came from life, and this was probably what it meant to be higher than life.

Ma Yingjie had attended many similar occasions in Wu Du, but he did not know why, in Wu Du, there was not much difference, but here, he felt so uncomfortable. After the toast, he did not know what to do next. He did not know if he should sit down or continue to stand there. However, Liu Rusheng saw his awkwardness, and half-jokingly said, "Xiao Ma, Diao Chan did not come today, it's all up to you." Ma Yingjie heard this and did not know what to do. He blurted out, "What Diao Chan?"

As soon as Ma Yingjie's words fell, everyone laughed. Especially Professor Liu, he laughed and asked Liu Rusheng, "Brother Liu, are you envious of Ma Bu?"

Ma Yingjie was awakened by Professor Liu, and realized that Liu Rusheng was joking about his surname. Of course, he had read the Three Kingdoms, but in this situation, when Liu Rusheng mentioned his surname, he did not react, which made him feel an indescribable depression and awkwardness. Fortunately, Professor Liu changed his mind, and Liu Rusheng said, "Ha, I'm just joking. Diao Chan is a beauty that every man would want to own. However, Director Li is not inferior to Diao Chan, and this is the first time Ma Bu and Diao Chan are visiting everyone. Should we toast Director Wu? "

Liu Rusheng's words made Ma Yingjie feel uncomfortable. At this time, Liu Rusheng clearly separated him and Li Xiaomei, and used him as a shield. However, Liu Rusheng must have his reasons for doing this. Furthermore, this was his first time running a project in Beijing, and he was even more confused about Wu Dawei's role. However, his instincts told him that Wu Dawei was not a simple person. At least for now, Wu Dawei was a very important person. While Liu Rusheng was talking, Ma Yingjie took a deep breath and calmed himself down. He filled his empty glass and did not let the waiter fill it up. When he poured another glass, he tried to focus on the wine, and he realized that it was a bottle of Maotai "Flying Heaven". In Wu Du, Ma Yingjie would occasionally drink this kind of wine, but he was not interested in it. He remembered that he once attended a classmate's party, and he also drank this kind of wine. He got drunk, and when he returned home, he was scolded by his wife, An Qi, for a long time. Thinking of this, his wife suddenly appeared, and he suddenly felt a faint sadness in his heart. However, when he poured the wine for himself, he looked at Li Xiaomei. Li Xiaomei knew what Ma Yingjie meant, and she also poured the wine for herself.

"Director Wu, I'm a junior, and I'm new here. I don't know anything, and I don't know anything. If there's anything I didn't do well, please give me some pointers. I don't have anything to toast to you, but this glass of wine is for me and Director Li." Ma Yingjie suddenly became reckless, and this made him feel a lot more relaxed. He drank the wine in the glass, and then looked at Wu Dawei respectfully. Wu Dawei's soft body, which was almost nestled in the chair, moved, as if there was a force that had been dormant in his body, and now it was awakened by something. In the days that followed, Ma Ying Jie was still unable to figure out why such a tall and sturdy looking man could be so quiet like a virgin. At times like this, he was really like the "heartless" in the martial arts novels.

"Director County Mayor Ma, today is the first time we meet, you are too polite. Come, pour me a glass, I want to drink it today. "

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