C1 Three roses

Mahjong Hall

Yue Jun

When you first started playing mahjong, it was you who played mahjong. As time went on, it was mahjong who played you.

— — Caption

primer

On the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a few troublesome incidents had occurred in succession in the Mahjong building. To Boss He, it seemed that the sky was going to collapse and she was the big guy who couldn't get away.

The Maharet Pavilion is located at 88 Gold and Silver Street, Baima City. On both sides of the entrance of the mahjong building, the couplets that he had pasted on the door during the New Year's Eve were faintly discernible:

Blooming a dragon on the bar

The wind blowing in all directions at the bottom of the sea

The transverse batches are as follows: There is an issue in the middle of the tranche of the trans of the trans

If one wanted to open a mahjong here, it would be without a doubt, it would be a gold zone.

Opposite the mahjong hall was the Jia Li Yuan district, which was the original city committee's dormitory. In this district, there were some heads living in it. The director of the division held a large number of them and had the right to do as he pleased. On the left was a group of Hongyun villa, mining, coke and real estate workers from the city and the suburbs … There was money; on the right was the dormitory of the city's finance bureau, and people who went in and out of the front gate were either entitled or wealthy, and both sides were bordering on each other. With money and power, what was hard to do these days? Without a doubt, the spare time of these people around them was an inexhaustible source of precious taxes.

Here, hey, there was a businessman who offered $5.5 million for her two-story building, which was more than 180 square meters. Without thinking, Boss He politely declined. She wanted to properly manage this land and earn more money to show her worth. Who would have thought that at this critical juncture, the mahjong hall would successively experience events that made it difficult for her to resist. In the previous paragraph, her son, Wei Xinmin, had made a huge gamble at the Macao casino and lost millions of yuan in a single night. When the news got out, a dozen creditors came swarming over like a swarm of bees, the old couple were too tired to deal with it. Her son had run off without a trace in order to avoid debt.

The black faces of the players and the skinny monkey spirit were upgraded from quarreling to boxing because of whether or not they had played a single card. People could not pull them back. In the end, the black-faced man treated the skinny monkey like a sandbag and beat him until his face was covered in blood. An ambulance was pulling Skinny Monkey into the hospital with a loud siren. The Skinny Monkey's wife, Li Jiying, came to the mahjong to find Boss He. She was determined to make trouble.

Then there were the three people who came in while Tian Ping, the deputy director of the city's land bureau, was making a small pot of 100 yuan in the mahjong hall. They asked him to go outside and say a few words to them, but the moment he went out, he was caught between two young men, one on the left and one on the right. Some people recognized that those three were from the city's disciplinary committee.

Two days later, the "White Horse Daily" carried a piece of news. Although it was a big piece of bean curd, it was not a good sign. The title of the article was "Gambling into the Wind, Smoking in the Wind", and the title was "15 Mahjong Houses in the 800 Meters Section of Jinyin Street, Hubei City". The news finally called for a clean-up of the mahjong halls. Who should handle this matter?

A bunch of troublesome matters made Boss He feel as if he had met a wolf in sheep's clothing. He could not keep up with the situation on the inside and was unable to figure out what was going on on on on the outside.

Chapter I Three Roses

The melodious sound of a pigeon's whistle came from outside the window.

Despite having slept through the night, the fatigue from playing mahjong yesterday had yet to completely subside. Although separated by the curtain, Zhou Fangfang could still imagine a pigeon flying in the sky. The pigeons flapped their wings, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, releasing the grievance of the night in the pigeon nest.

The sun had dyed the beige curtains cream. Hearing the familiar dove whistle, she stretched, her jade-like arms emerging from the thin summer quilt to form a "V" on either side of her head. Neighbors' pigeons usually flew once at six in the morning, circling the roof a dozen times to relax and rejuvenate their muscles, then flew home for breakfast and then circled around again. It was about nine in the morning, so it was natural for them to fly. As soon as she heard the pigeon whistle, she would choose whether she should get up in the first or second period.

Last night, she played more cards than usual, her luck was good, and she had a $3,200 credit. This morning, he should go out to spend some money. After some men won the money, some went to sauna and song halls, carelessly handed a part of the money to the young lady to buy some to enjoy. As for the women, they just went shopping.

Those who played mahjong would usually get used to the habit of spending money without feeling sorry for it. As for her, Qian Chong, she didn't care about this small amount of money and naturally went to the clothing store.

Wake up, wash your face, put on some makeup. Every morning, she did not like to eat breakfast. Her figure and breakfast had to have a choice, so she gave up on the latter. After cleaning up, she picked up her bag and was out the door when her cell phone rang with the song "On the Field of Hope." She picked up her cell phone and saw that it was from Director Tian.

"Hello Bureau Chief, what's the matter?" she asked.

"Fang Fang, are you willing to give me your lunch?"

"Look at what the bureau chief said? "Where is it?"

"A new place. I've been there once before. There's something special about this place. What was his name? Oh--one alone, peasant taste, Song dynasty scenery. Try it. There was a boss who invited me to dinner, so I did a little help... Sigh, I can't push it away … It was located 300 meters diagonally opposite the Agricultural Machinery Bureau in the east of the Outer Ring Road. When you get there, look at the sign and turn in. It was eleven-thirty. Eat early. "

"The conspiracy room?" Hearing this name, Zhou Fangfang was a little puzzled and could not help but ask.

"Yes, the conspiracy room."

"All right. The stove won't be open for lunch. "

Zhou Fangfang was from an empty nest family. Her husband was working in real estate in Xinjiang and was away from home every year for a long time. Her son was studying abroad and her family was not hungry.

After coming out, she walked down a street to a few clothing stores. In one store, she spent 2,300 yuan and chose a brown dress.

In front of the mirror, the clothing store owner smiled, "Aiya! Look at this model's body, it's quite fitting. This dress seems to have been custom-made for you. Look at the collar, with the pink border, it looks even better against your neck. It's a good dress for a beauty. Look, look at how beautiful she is, this temperament... "Tsk tsk."

Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang did not say anything and let the boss praise her while standing on the ground. She could see the envy and jealousy in the eyes of the other girls' wives who were looking at her. She looked at herself in the mirror. She was tall and elegant, and under the gentle lights of the shop, her skin was as white as jade. She nodded and said softly to the boss, "This one."

After leaving the clothing store, she lifted her wrist to look at her watch. Seeing that it was almost time, she drove to Solitary Place.

The "Solitary" winery is located in the northeast corner of the outskirts of the city.

Zhou Fang Fang Fang wrote the words "One Place" on the navigation system before she drove, as if someone was pointing her out the road.

A man in his fifties was standing in the winery's parking lot, dressed in a Song colors. On his clothes, there was a white circle on the bottom with the word "catch" printed on it. This "constable" stood on one side of the parking space, acting as a modern security guard. At his gesture, Zhou Fangfang parked the car. She couldn't help but admire the way the winery was dressed. Here, it seemed to pass through time and space to arrive hundreds of years ago in the Song Dynasty.

Not far from the entrance of the winery, there was an apricot-colored flag floating on top of the flagpole. In the middle of the flag was a large, thin golden "Wine" character. The walls around the winery were engraved with the patterns of sabers, swords, halberds, and other cold weapons.

Inside the main hall, the waiters wore Song Dynasty clothing and shuttled back and forth, busying themselves with their work.

Zhou Fangfang gently walked over with lotus steps. The two girls who were waiting on either side of the door nodded slightly. They placed their right hands on their stomachs, bowed, and said in unison, "Welcome, guest."

Zhou Fangfang smiled back at the two girls and walked into the hall of the winery.

On the wall of the hall hung strings of red peppers, and there were some stalks of old corn. There was a wooden cabinet in the corner with swords, swords, halberds and other cold weapons in it, and an old plow rake in one place. A few children were running around the hall, enjoying the novelty of the winery.

Zhou Fangfang went up to the second floor and saw that on the doors of each private room were written: Lover's Valley, Evildoer's Valley, Gatherer's Hall, Conclave's Hall, Conclave, Sword Pavilion … There were two more closed-in rooms near the corner — but this was not a private room, it was a toilet, and the sign above it said: STYLE ROOM, STYLE ROOM.

On the wall, there was Wu Song, Zhi Zun, Lin Chong, Zhu Jia Village and three dozen other lifelike paintings. Walking and walking, Zhou Fangfang saw a pair of couplets hanging on both sides of the door of the 'Heroic Hall' private room.

Eat a few fruit of life hero show up

Eat a bowl of Great Ruo Tang

She paused for a moment to watch. Growing fruit was another way of calling it peanut. This Great Wisdom Soup, was it wine? Guess so, most of the men at the dinner table couldn't help but to piss on their horses. After a few more steps, she finally found the room, the "Conspiracy Room." Looking at the words "conspiracy room", she frowned a few times, feeling somewhat unhappy. It was only a meal here, how could she be scheming? At the two sides of the door of the private room, there were two couplets:

The Wall of Desolation on the Secret Letter under the East Window

The outer edge of the inner compartment in the west wing

Really! A calamity arose, and the sword moved towards the front. Why didn't he seek some good fortune? Even though she wanted to, she raised her hand and knocked on the door a few times.

The door opened. A middle-aged man in a suit opened the door. Director Tian Ping, who was sitting at the table, quickly stood up to welcome her.

Tian Ping raised his hand and introduced the middle-aged man, "This is my friend, Lady Zhou Fang."

The middle-aged man nodded at Zhou Fangfang, "Oh, Ms. Zhou Fangfang, good afternoon."

"This is — Boss Zheng, chairman of the Chicken Coal Company."

"Hello, Boss Zheng." Zhou Fang Fang Fang said.

During the introduction, Tian Ping gave a dry cough when he saw Boss Zheng staring at Zhou Fang Fang's absent-minded appearance.

When Boss Zheng saw Zhou Fangfang just now, his eyeballs were rolling in his eye sockets. He thought to himself, why is the creator of this woman so biased towards her? She had a fair complexion, a tall and well-proportioned body, appropriate facial features, and a disposition that was neither servile nor overbearing … Everything was taken up. At this moment, hearing Director Tian's dry cough, he realized that he had lost his composure and quickly retracted his thoughts.

"It's great to know Boss Zheng." Zhou Fang Fang Fang reached out her hand and gently shook Boss Zheng's hand.

Boss Zheng smiled while bowing. "Hehe, I... I... A friend of Director Tian's. I have long heard of Ms. Zhou's famous name. I am greatly honored to meet you today. "

"Thank you, boss." Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang said, "This is the first time we've been here, and there are quite a lot of guests."

"Yes." Tian Ping nodded, "This afternoon will be the three of us." "There are quite a lot of people eating. All the other rooms have been reserved, so we can only have our meal in this' Conspiracy Room '." After he finished speaking, he laughed a few times.

Boss Zheng took the hint and quickly answered with a smile, "Aiya, that year I went on a business trip to the Northeast, guess where did you guys eat? 'Pig Farm '. That room was called 'Pig Farm'. Big-headed fish, a big bowl of wine, some pickled vegetables and stewed pork … I looked around and saw that the other rooms were called 'One-eyed Dragon', 'Apothecary Sour', 'Three Widows', 'Two Numbers' … The name comes up... Oh my, that restaurant, don't be so original, it's just like that. You don't have to say, there's quite a lot of food there. "

Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang was amused by their singing.

"Take your seat. It's just the three of us today, so be quiet. "Come, Fang Fang, order." Tian Ping took up the menu and passed it to Zhou Fangfang.

"Me? I don't need it. " She waved her hand. "You guys go ahead and order."

Boss Zheng looked at Tian Ping, "Hur Hur, then I'll be troubling Director Tian."

After sitting down, Tian Ping took the menu and slowly flipped through it. He skillfully ordered several dishes: carp, Spring Dragon Gate (Yellow River giant carp), Yangcheng Lake crabs, abalone, Great Gedali three-yellow chicken, oyster oil, red wine oysters, Golden Hook Red Roasted prawns, and three bowls of snake meat. After that, he told Zhou Fangfang to order another dish, the first dish.

Seeing how polite Tian Ping was, it was meaningless for Zhou Fang to refuse. She casually said: "Then let's have some potato shreds."

Boss Zheng pretended to be surprised when he heard Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang say potato flour. He took the opportunity to size up Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang and raised his eyebrows: "Aiya, the higher the better!" What kind of vegetables are these sweet potatoes? Last year, when I was in Paris talking business, there was a big boss who invited me to dinner, and what was on the last course? Tudou! "After that, I found out that potato shredded meat was a popular delicacy among gourmet diners around the world." After saying that, he turned around and looked at Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang, shaking his thumb, exclaiming: "Ms. Zhou Fang Fang Fang, your eyesight is - impressive! "Awesome!"

Tian Ping looked at Zhou Fangfang and nodded in satisfaction.

A smile appeared on Zhou Fangfang's face, "Really?" "This is a blind cat running into a dead mouse."

"Sigh, having eyes means having eyes." Tian Ping said in a flattering manner.

After a while, the waiter brought the dishes in and placed them on the table. The three of them politely bowed for a while. In the end, Director Tian shook his chopsticks and took a bite of the dish first, as if he had cut the ribbon for the meal this time.

Tian Ping and Boss Zheng were drinking Maotai wine.

Boss Zheng probed Zhou Fangfang, "Ms. Zhou, why don't you order some white coins as well?"

"No need. I'm driving, thank you. "

Tian Ping nodded politely. He asked Zhou Fangfang, "How's your luck these few days?"

"Not bad, I won quite a lot last night."

"Five thousand?" Tian Ping asked.

"Over three thousand."

"Oh, yes."

"Yesterday, there was a man who ran back from the bathroom in a hurry to play cards in order to catch up. His head was itching to scratch. Sitting at the table, I remembered that I had washed my hair in the bathhouse and then left. " Zhou Fangfang excitedly recounted a small incident that happened yesterday in the mahjong hall.

"Ha ha-ha, this guy is quite addicted." "Tian Ping laughed heartily." Me, I recently heard a joke about this as well. "You're talking about rushing out, I'm on my way home."

"Is that so? "Tell me about it." Zhou Fang Fang Fang said.

"The more he thought about it, the angrier he got as he walked home from a game of cards. He wondered how he had lost today's game of cards. Since he had nowhere to vent his anger, he started to beat them up. The man scolded, 'Fuck you, you tell me, I don't need you to do my work, I don't need you to wipe my ass, I don't need you to pee, I don't need you to take my number two out, I can raise you to be fat and white, even if it means using you to play cards, and you even used your stinky cards to make me lose another 300 or so.' Clap clap … He hit it a few more times. His wife heard the abuse and thought he was beating her baby son. He ran out to see his husband hitting him hard on the left hand. Asked about the situation, his wife said, 'Harder, harder!' He played cards with his left hand. If you want to win a little, you will always end up losing. " When telling a joke, in order to tell it vividly and vividly, Tian Ping used his right hand to pat his left hand, and even raised his left hand for Zhou Fangfang to see.

Looking at Tian Ping's red left hand, Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang covered her mouth and laughed happily.

Seeing the two of them talking and laughing like this, Director Tian used the words "second brother" and "butt" to tease Zhou Fang Fang. Zhou Fangfang also felt that it didn't matter. He knew that their relationship was not ordinary. After dinner, I gave Zhou Fang Fang a pleasant surprise, coaxing her into a happy mood. After so many years of fighting and groping, he understood one thing. It was also a shortcut to find the Leader to work with the people closest to him, especially the beautiful ladies.

Clang! The sound of a heavy gong could be heard from outside the room.

Zhou Fangfang could not help but shiver.

Someone shouted, "The big dishes are here!"

The door to the room was gently opened.

Two waiters were carrying a large plate. On the plate was a ceramic plate with a diameter of one meter. On the back of the wooden pole hung a bronze gong, and behind it the waiter was holding a wooden gavel wrapped in red cloth. There was a rule in the winery: if a customer ordered a dish that cost more than 300 yuan, they would receive such treatment with a gong and a shout. The waiter placed the large porcelain plate outside the door, and then carefully placed it in the middle of the table. A waiter then nodded his head and slightly waved his hand, "Big carp from the Yellow River, please enjoy your meal." Then, the two of them took their leave and closed the door again.

While the two of them were looking at each other, Boss Zheng gently turned the plate at the table, turning the fish head towards Zhou Fangfang.

"Come, big carp from the Yellow River, please, please." Tian Ping said to Zhou Fangfang.

"Everyone, please."

Boss Zheng said, "Look, Ms. Zhou, the head of the fish is facing you. You can try it first."

"Oh." Zhou Fang Fang Fang picked up her chopsticks.

After a while, Boss Zheng leaned towards Zhou Fangfang, smiled and said, "Lady Fangfang, forgive my presumptuousness. Hehe, today, I opened my eyes. "This well-proportioned body, elegant temperament, fair skin, black hair like a waterfall, proper clothes, tsk tsk tsk …" He nodded five or six times in succession.

Tian Ping said with a smile, "Fang Fang, let me say a few words. After so many years of dealing with Boss Zheng, this is the first time I've heard Boss Zheng praise a lady in such a manner."

Zhou Fang felt warm in her heart.

Praising others is a green channel to win the other's favor.

At this moment, a waiter entered the room. On the square plate, there was a round and dark thing the size of a soccer ball, gently placed on the table.

Zhou Fangfang stared blankly at the object in her plate, and then she moved back a little, pointing at it with her finger and asked, "What is this? "Landmines?"

Seeing Zhou Fangfang's slightly scared look, the waitress softly replied, "Leave a mystery behind." As he spoke, he handed a lighter to Tian Ping with both hands and said respectfully, "Please light the lighter, Boss."

There was a green fuse at the top of the mine.

After Tian Ping received the lighter from the waiter, he handed it over to Zhou Fangfang without thinking, "Here, light the lighter."

Zhou Fangfang waved her hand, "No, no, I don't dare."

"Here, try it. Don't be afraid." Tian Ping's eyes were filled with warmth.

Boss Zheng also joined in the fun, "Lady Fang Fang — please!"

Seeing that she was unable to refuse, Zhou Fangfang could only take the lighter and ignite the fuse on the mine. After the fuse was ignited, tiny sparks were spat out as it quickly fled. "Bang!" The mine exploded. Zhou Fangfang hid behind him and exclaimed, "Aiya!"

The outer shell of the mine had become a four-petal shell, like a lotus blooming, revealing its stamen — a small pot of "Golden Hook Like Red Roasted Shrimp", a small red crayfish in powder, tender and alluring.

Zhou Fangfang said, "This restaurant has many different styles, it serves mine food." She asked Tian Ping, "Director Tian, there were mines in the Song Dynasty?"

Tian Ping put down his chopsticks and said confidently, "To be alone is to have a unique characteristic. This mine, that's all. In the Song Dynasty, gunpowder was invented and then used in combat. The characteristic of the landmines was that they no longer simply relied on their previous combustion methods to burn people, but on the porcelain fragments from the explosion to kill their enemies. This was because it was not a fire type weapon, it had already become the most primitive explosive type weapon. It was just like how a tadpole turned into a frog. If this thing was thrown out, it would be like a bomb or a grenade; if it was buried in the ground, it would be a mine; if it was ignited in the water, it would be a primitive mine. "In Song Jin's war, the 'Thunderbolt Cannon' and 'Sky Tremor Bombs' used by both sides referred to these types of weapons."

Listening to Tian Ping's vivid explanation, Boss Zheng's face broke into a smile. He turned around and said to Zhou Fang in a praising tone, "Look at our Department Head Tian. This knowledge, it's like …"

Tian Ping picked up his chopsticks as if it didn't matter. As he picked up his food, he said, "It's nothing. I've read the same thing in books."

"Director Tian is modest. What's with this half bottle of water? " Boss Zheng held his wine cup and swirled around a few times, belittling himself and carrying Tian Ping. He wanted Tian Ping to feel intoxicated from the moment.

Tian Ping was so happy that his eyes narrowed into slits. On his forehead, the wrinkles seemed to be filled with happiness. He stood up and raised his glass. "Come."

Wine to three rounds, dishes five.

Boss Zheng raised his glass and toasted Zhou Fangfang, smiling as he asked Tian Ping: "Director Tian, look..." I... I have a small request, can I ask... Ask for Ms. Zhou's cell phone number. "

When Tian Ping saw Boss Zheng's expression, he put the chopsticks in his hand onto the plate and leaned back in his chair. "Hahaha …" Boss Zheng, you usually talk a lot, what's up today? Stuttering, not even daring to breathe when he sees a beauty? Ask for your cell phone number, this — this is for Ms. Fang Fang. " As he spoke, he looked at Zhou Fang Fang Fang Fang, appearing to be a good and respectful corporal.

Boss Zheng turned his head to look at Zhou Fangfang and whispered, "Ms. Zhou, is it okay?"

Zhou Fang Fang Fang was a little puzzled. There was no need to gather so many people to ask for the number of her phone, so she just said her phone number …

Boss Zheng quickly pressed a number on his phone to save it, then said, "Ms. Zhou, you are a friend of the Department of Field. Me, I'm also a friend of Department Head Tian. "From now on, we are friends. If you have any instructions in the future, I will definitely serve you well!" As he said this, he moved his palm up and down the table several times, showing his sincerity.

Seeing him like this, Zhou Fangfang felt a little embarrassed, "Looking at what Boss Zheng said..." I don't dare to. "

"May I ask for Ms. Zhou's account?" Boss Zheng was eager for more.

At this time, Zhou Fangfang, who was leaning forward, backed off a little and frowned slightly.

"This —" Tian Ping wanted to say something but hesitated.

Boss Zheng quickly explained, "Haha, today is a special day — — Seventh, Seventh, Seventh. I think, on this good day, I would like to give — to Lady Zhou — three roses. " He summoned up his courage and said, "Ms. Zhou won't feel rude about this, will she?"

Tian Ping laughed and said, "Oh - so that's how it is. To think that the chairman of the board has quite the romantic character of a poet, haha. Fang Fang, why-- then tell the chairman. "

When a man is low, a woman is noble. When the Creator had arranged for men and women, he had invented such words as being base and noble, solicitous and rejecting, secretly in love with and reserved, allowing all living things to live as they wished.

Zhou Fangfang hesitated for a moment before finally nodding.

Outside the winery.

Zhou Fangfang shook hands with Tian Ping and Boss Zheng, then drove away in a flash.

Watching the white BMW drive off into the distance, Tian Ping turned around. He raised a hand and lightly patted Boss Zheng's shoulder a few times before nodding his head in satisfaction.

They smiled at each other.

"Lady Zhou has an elegant demeanor, but Director Tian's luck with women is quite good." Boss Zheng said happily.

Tian Ping humbly replied, "Not at all …"