Chapter 520 Those in Power

At around six o'clock the next night, several private cars were parked downstairs at Shengtian Hotel. The driver opened the rear door, and Song Xi, wearing a Miu Miu light green diamond-encrusted suspender dress, stepped out. Although her upper body was covered in fur, But the weather was more than 20 degrees below zero, and the whole person felt like he was deep in an ice cellar.

Song Xi walked up the steps, and a female voice came from behind: "Song Xi?"

I turned around and saw two young women walking up behind me, one with her arms exposed and the other with her thighs exposed. They were both familiar faces, their elders working in the city government.

Song Xi greeted them, and the three of them walked into the lobby together. On the way to the elevator to the top floor, one of them couldn't wait to ask about Song Xi's current situation. Song Xi smiled and replied: "I'm fine."

"Where do you live now? If it's close, we can hang out again and ask you to drink tea together."

Song Xi replied without changing his expression: "I live with my boyfriend."

The two people next to them were very surprised and asked one after another: "You have a boyfriend? Who is it? Is he from our local area?"

Song Xi answered evasively: "I am a local, not from the circle. You don't know me."

"What are you doing? Tell me your name. Maybe we know each other."

Song Xi smiled: "Ordinary businessman."

She just didn't say anything, and the other person's eyes inevitably showed disdain after looking at him. It stands to reason that he has a good boyfriend, who would hide it? Song Xi sounds like an ordinary person, maybe not so ordinary that no one even recognizes her even if she mentions her name.

Song Xi naturally knew what they were thinking. Fortunately, she was used to it this year. There were many people who were more blatant than them. If it wasn't too much, she usually pretended not to see it.

The elevator opened on the top floor. Today's party directly occupied the largest banquet hall in the hotel. There was a person in front of the hall who was responsible for verifying the identities of those present. Song Xi walked in after signing in and quickly attracted everyone's attention.

When Song Xi attended the party last year, nothing happened to Song Yuanqing, and everyone greeted her with smiles. Although it has been a year since Song Yuanqing was imprisoned this year, Song Xi's appearance still inevitably caused a commotion in the crowd.

There were people who added insult to injury, but there were also people who came to greet and chat with her sincerely. Among them were the children of Song Yuanqing's friends. Most of their parents upheld the principle of protecting themselves when Song Yuanqing was in trouble. That was Song Xi's first time. I personally tasted the feeling of flying apart when disaster strikes.

Song Xi is unhappy with their parents, but the officialdom is unpredictable and everyone has different positions. It is understandable that they may disagree. What's more, their children have nothing to do with Song Xi, so Song Xi will not feel resentful. respond.

This group of people tacitly avoided Song Yuanqing's matter and just pretended it never happened. We hadn't seen each other for a long time and talked about old times.

However, there will always be enemies who don't open their eyes. Song Xi was having a good chat with someone when someone shouted from behind: "Song Xi, is it really you?"

Including Song Xi, the people around him heard the news and turned around, only to see the first person wearing a yellow wrap dress, with chocolate curly hair, and holding a champagne glass in his hand. Song Xi shook it for two seconds before he recognized it. It was a long time ago. Unseen Jiang Jiayi.

Their circle gathering is not limited to the children of Night City officials. Anyone from all over the country who has the ability or opportunity to come can come. It can be regarded as a small 'summit'.

Behind Jiang Jiayi were several children of Haicheng administrators. When the two parties met, whether sincerely or sincerely, they had to nod and smile at each other.

Song Xi looked at Jiang Jiayi and said nothing. Jiang Jiayi came to her and said with a faint smile: "I thought you wouldn't come this year."

With a polite but obviously unwarm smile on her face, Song Xi replied: "Come to see my friend."

Jiang Jiayi asked in public: "Is Uncle Song okay?"

Song Xi thought that when she was at Qiao's house, Jiang Jiayi used to irritate her with Song Yuanqing every time. The old debts in the past were not settled, and today there was a new grudge. Song Xi was secretly annoyed, opened her red lips, and said calmly: "The body is better than It was better than before.”

Jiang Jiayi said: "That's good. I'm afraid that if something like this happens, Uncle Song will be confused inside."

Everyone around had different expressions, and they were obviously embarrassed, but they couldn't walk away, so they could only stand there.

Song Xi smiled and replied: "If you are not in your position, you will not seek to govern. My dad is now reading books and drinking tea. He is in a good mood. He always advises me not to get angry with those who take advantage of the situation and add insult to injury. After all, People like this love to get into trouble and can't think about it."

No one present was a fool. Song Xi's words were equivalent to insulting Jiang Jiayi in person. Jiang Jiayi's expression changed on the spot, and the smell of gunpowder in the air became stronger and more explosive.

Fortunately, there was a commotion at the door. Everyone looked up, and Song Xi also took a look. He was a young man wearing a gray windbreaker and a ginger-white sweater underneath. He couldn't tell whether he was in his twenties or early thirties. He was tall. He is about 1.8 meters tall, not very handsome, and has an unfamiliar face. The person who appears here must be no ordinary person.

Sure enough, someone beside him lowered his voice and said, "Sheng Chenzhou, the Secretary to the Director of Industry and Commerce who has just been in office for two months."

Someone asked: "Your surname is Sheng? Is it related to Mayor Sheng?"

"He is Mayor Sheng's nephew."

Since ancient times, there has always been an emperor and a courtier. Now that Night City has a new mayor, everything is led by Sheng Zhengrong. This is also the first time that the Sheng family has sent someone to attend such an occasion. It can be seen that Sheng Chenzhou is the "imperial envoy", no matter what the night. The city is still the second and third generation of officials from other places, so there is no reason not to come up and say hello.

Even Jiang Jiayi put aside her grudge with Song Xi for the time being and stepped forward to greet her.

I am afraid that the only person in the whole place who did not go to greet Sheng Chenzhou was Song Xi. Song Xi was so proud that she would not allow her to bow to the Sheng family. If nothing happened to Song Yuanqing, he was almost certain to be the new mayor. Now If she was asked to say hello to Sheng Zhengrong's nephew, even if she didn't think much about it, others would secretly break her spine and belittle Song Yuanqing.

The purpose of her coming today was, firstly, to prove that she was living a good life and to silence those who were gloating about others' misfortune; secondly, George Sheng would never be able to cut off her contacts with various officials in Night City in the future. Since she had such conditions, why not use them?

But the Sheng family, forget it.

Song Xi stood alone in front of the dining table, as if she was cut off from the hustle and bustle. Those things that once belonged to her now belong to others. She was not without disappointment in her heart, but more importantly, she was filled with emotion after seeing through it. Those people were holding Sheng Chen. Boat? no.

Is it Sheng Zhengrong? Not really.

It's a right.

Whoever is in power should be praised by the people around him. This thing that seems very philistine and hypocritical to ordinary people is especially obvious in this circle.

Song Xi is glad that he was born in this circle, but he does not regard this circle as the whole life. Otherwise, not everyone can bear the feeling of falling from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain.