It was already 9:30 in the evening when Ding Wanzhi finished meeting with her business partners. She declined the other party's kindness to give her a ride and returned to her seat to sit down and close her eyes to rest.

If she took a ride with the business partners, she would have to continue to deal with the other party on the way. She had been busy all day and didn't want to say a word to these people at work.

After resting for a while, she packed her things and prepared to leave.

The office was empty. She turned off the lights, said hello to the security guard and went out. As soon as she took a step, someone suddenly walked over to her.

Ding Wanzhi was startled. When the other party started talking, she noticed that it was the young female police officer from the serious crime team who had been to Hengxiang during the day.

"You really came?" Ding Wanzhi glanced at her watch. It was almost ten o'clock. "You guys in the Serious Crime Unit have been working so hard. From the past to now, there has really been no progress. Don't you have families?"

Obviously, she was full of resentment about the fact that the detectives of the Serious Crime Unit did not go home for overtime.

It must be Brother Sanfu's fault.

Jiayi ignored her complaints and said with a smile: "Sister Wanzhi, can we find a place to sit and chat?"

Ding Wanzhi noticed that the female detective did not call her "Ms. Ding" or "Miss Ding", but called her sister affectionately.

She smiled, gathered her hair, looked at the moon in the sky, and whispered: "I haven't been to a bar for a long time."

...

8 minutes later, two women walked into the James Bar in Mong Kok.

They found a dim and unnoticed corner, and the two beauties sat at both ends of the small round table.

When Jiayi looked at the wine list, she was completely clueless. She had never drunk any wine in her two lives, let alone in a bar like this. She had no idea what wine tasted good, what wine tasted bad, what wine had a high alcohol content, and what wine had a low alcohol content.

"Is this your first time in a bar?" Ding Wanzhi saw through it at a glance, and smiled as she ordered a low-alcohol cocktail for Jiayi, which was about the same alcohol content as drunken crab, and she ordered a high-alcohol Long Island iced tea for herself. After

ordering the wine, there was an awkward silence between the two of them, and Jiayi was thinking about how to organize her words, so she chatted for a while before getting into the topic.

Ding Wanzhi, a salesperson who is good at socializing, smiled and spoke first:

"How is Tan Sanfu doing now? Is he still working so hard? Does he sleep in the police station at night or go home to sleep?"

"Brother Sanfu goes home to sleep. Our crime solving rate is not bad recently, and the speed of solving cases is also quite fast. He doesn't have to stay up all night in the police station." Jiayi answered hurriedly.

"Ha, he is free now, so he doesn't have to be a person who doesn't go home?" Ding Wanzhi couldn't help but sneer.

Jiayi smiled awkwardly.

Two glasses of wine were served on the table. One was square and plain, and the alcohol content looked high. It was Ding Wanzhi's.

The other glass was served in a mermaid cup. It looked like an embroidered pillow with fancy colors. The alcohol content must not be high. It was the little policewoman's.

"Okay, I won't ask about him. If you have anything you want to know, just ask. Sister will tell you everything, okay?" Ding Wanzhi took a sip of her own wine and sighed softly.

Justforfun's jazz music played in my ears. I squeezed a nut, chewed it to taste it, and then drank it with the wine. I wanted to close my eyes and ignore everything else. I just immersed myself in the world of forgetfulness and enjoyed it silently.

"Sister Wanzhi, do you know any gossip about Zhou Jianguo?" Jiayi also tasted her own wine, which was called "Girl in Summer". The first thing I tasted was the fruity aroma, and then I tasted the light milk flavor when I smacked my lips. Finally, it was a light sour taste mixed with a little rum. This was probably the bartender's impression of a girl.

"Who in this world doesn't have some past stories? Some are funny, some are tearful." Ding Wanzhi raised her eyebrows, handed Jiayi a nut, and said with a smile:

"You know us salesmen, some of them just honestly introduce products, do miscellaneous hard work such as negotiating terms, reading contracts, arranging trial products, logistics, etc.

"Others are a little different. Male salesmen take male customers to Portland Street to find famous ladies, or they sleep on the floor with familiar women. Everyone has played with women together, and the relationship is different, so it is easy to do business. "As for

the female salesmen, some of the pretty ones will go on their own. There is money to be made, gifts to be received, and it is easy without losing a piece of meat.

"There are many like this. "

Jia Yi was amazed.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I won't do it." Ding Wanzhi slapped Jia Yi in front of her in a menacing manner, then said with a smile: "Although Zhou Jianguo's counterpart salesperson is Wang Yongtao, there are other salespeople who are eager to try to snatch this client. There is a very beautiful young woman in our department, her name is She Jingjing. It's not the first time she has done such a thing. After Zhou Jianguo came to Hong Kong, She Jingjing has been asking Zhou Jianguo out for dinner and foot massage. She said there was nothing wrong with them, but I didn't believe it."

"She Jingjing, what are the three words? Does Sister Wanzhi have any photos of her? "Jiayi quickly pulled out a small notebook from under the table and started to record without saying a word.

Ding Wanzhi took the policewoman's notebook, wrote She Jingjing's name on it, and then said:

"I'm just gossiping, not telling a confession. I'm not responsible for the truth or falsehood of the matter."

"I see, I'll check it out." Jiayi said seriously.

"That's good." Ding Wanzhi nodded, "Besides She Jingjing, I don't know if Zhou Jianguo has other lovers."

"I'm going to the bathroom, Sister Wanzhi." Jiayi had a cup of milk tea before coming here, and now she felt a little better after two sips of wine.

"In this situation, try not to leave your wine. If you have to go to the bathroom, don't drink this glass of wine when you come back. "You have to be on guard against someone like me, who you have only met once, even if there seems to be no problem, little sister." Ding Wanzhi tilted her head and kindly reminded while drinking.

Jiayi looked at Ding Wanzhi, then looked in the direction of the bathroom, and finally her eyes fell on the [Girl in Midsummer] in front of her, and finally she sat down steadily. She

certainly couldn't drink it all in one breath.

But she felt reluctant to give up this glass of wine!

So she held back the urge to pee and continued to taste the wine slowly. Anyway... anyway, there was no rush!

Ding Wanzhi was amused by her appearance and laughed. She reached out and patted the little policewoman's arm, and said:

"Let me tell you another gossip."

"Huh?" Jiayi pricked up her ears.

"She Jingjing and the manager of our sales department have had a long-term relationship. It's been more than half a year. It seems that the manager almost broke up with his fiancée and wanted to marry her. But in the end, for some unknown reason, they gave up. Although the two worked together for a long time, they didn't say a word. It can be seen that She Jingjing hated the manager. But in the past two months, it seems that She Jingjing has come to terms with it again. Not only does she not hate the manager anymore, but she seems to have resumed her improper relationship with the manager." Ding Wanzhi propped her cheek with one hand and sighed:

"It's really interesting...and boring to see urban men and women breaking up and getting back together."

A woman who has divorced Brother Sanfu really has a lot of life emotions.

I don't know what happened between her and Brother Sanfu.

The two chatted about gossip and small talk for a while. It was almost 11 o'clock in the evening and the wine was almost gone. It was finally time to go their separate ways.

When they walked to the counter, Jiayi took out her wallet to pay the bill, but Ding Wanzhi held her hand and said cheerfully:

"I don't know if this will help you, but I'll treat you, little friend."

"No, I called Sister Wanzhi out, so it's my turn." Jiayi shook her head.

The cashier smiled at the two of them and said, "Someone has already paid for the two ladies." As he said that, he pointed to the man sitting at the door drinking alone.

The man was sitting crookedly on the chair with his legs crossed, his fingers lazily rubbing the juice cup in his hand, occasionally looking up and glaring at people, coquettish and cool.

No wonder the public security in the bar is much better today. The young men who always like to make noise after drinking saw Fang Zhenyue sitting at the door with his arms and legs spread out. They thought he was the security guard of the bar, so they were a little scared.

Ding Wanzhi was also looking at Fang Zhenyue. When the light shone on him, the handsome face and broad shoulders were clearly reflected. It was the man who led the team to Hengxiang during the day:

"I have heard that Fang Shazhan is very generous and raised the detectives in the team as his sons. It really lives up to his reputation."

"..." "Little son" Jiayi grinned, and was discovered when she brought "Fang Dad" to socialize.

Seeing that Ding Wanzhi had seen him anyway, Fang Zhenyue stopped pretending to be a passerby, stood up, stretched his waist, walked to the counter, and asked Ding Wanzhi:

"It's too late, where do you live?"

Ding Wanzhi answered the address, Fang Zhenyue nodded, "Then I'll take you first, and then Eleven."

"Then thank you, Officer Fang." When she was Sanfu's wife, she didn't get to ride in the car of the Sergeant Fang, but now she can have such an honor after drinking with Yi Jiayi. When

the three of them stepped out of the bar, the nightlife in Hong Kong had just begun. Many young people were active in the streets and alleys of Mong Kok, not feeling sleepy at all.

Even on a night when they should relax, passersby who were used to the fast pace still did not slow down their pace.

In this world without surveillance, in a city that is developing at an accelerated pace, everyone is rushing for their lives, and no one pays attention to those passers-by who may disappear from this world completely after turning the corner.

The bright moon shines on the tiny human beings. Watching them come like a storm, and leave like dust.

When Fang Zhenyue stepped on the accelerator, turned the steering wheel with one arm, and drove across Mong Kok Road to send Ding Wanzhi and Jiayi home, in a community two streets south of Mong Kok Road, a figure stumbled out of a residential building and fled in a daze along the shadows. !