Excellent beauty's personal security guard

"What is there to interrogate about a traffic accident? What about the driver? Let him deal with it?" Zhao Jianhui didn't take it to heart at all. Just now, Dongfang Wenjing calmly didn't say anything when talking to himself on the phone. What else can he do in such a short time?

Zuo Linlin paused and said, "no, that man is ill intentioned. He said that the general manager of Dongfang hid drugs..." what? "Oriental quiet hiding poison?" Now Zhao Jianhui understood. He couldn't help but sink his face and came forward to push the door. The policeman who had been watching without talking threw the cigarette end in his hand in front of Zhao Jianhui and asked with a straight face, "stop, what are you doing?"

Zhao Jianhui reached out and pulled him aside. He hugged him and didn't open the door. Zhao Jianhui stepped back and raised his legs to the door of the office.

When the door opened, Zhao Jianhui saw a man in civilian clothes standing beside a table inside. He was pressing Dongfang Wenjing on the table with both hands. Dongfang Wenjing struggled to keep his hand from reaching into his shirt while shouting and scolding: "bastard, hooligan, get away..."

It seems that the sound insulation effect of this office is good. Zhao Jianhui can't hear any sound inside standing outside the door. As soon as he saw this, Zhao Jianhui immediately rushed to the top of the door with a fist. The man in civilian clothes fell to the ground. He stretched out his hand, pulled up Dongfang Wenjing and asked in a nervous tone, "are you okay? He didn't do anything to you?"

Dongfang Wenjing saw Zhao Jianhui and began to shed tears in her eyes. She threw herself into Zhao Jianhui's arms, put her arms around Zhao Jianhui's neck, stretched out her small fist and hammered twenty or thirty punches on Zhao Jianhui's back: "how did you come, sobbing..."

Holding her body, Zhao Jianhui could still feel her heartbeat. She couldn't help comforting her in her ear: "it's all right, don't cry, it's all right..." after a long time, Dongfang Wenjing calmed down, but pushed Zhao Jianhui away with a red face: "yes... Sorry, I'm a little out of shape..."

Zhao Jianhui also reflected it at this time. Although they had known each other for a long time, they had seen her more impolite side. They may also have the shadow of each other in their hearts, but neither of them had expressed it. In addition, Dongfang Wenjing has been stationed in Shanghai for a long time to help Zhao Xiaoting run business. Zhao Jianhui also married long Lingyun in Beijing. It seems that the two people should still have no relationship now. What's the matter with holding together?

"What the hell is going on?" In order to transfer the embarrassment between the two people, Zhao Jianhui asked.

Dongfang Wenjing took a hard look at the man lying on the ground and said angrily, "this man doesn't know what he did. At the high-speed intersection of the airport, his car ran through the red light and hit my car. Originally, this kind of thing was easy to deal with, but he had to take me to the Public Security Bureau for investigation. What did he say about the limited edition of his car, Even if you sell me, you can't afford it. I had a quarrel with him. The man said I was hiding drugs and called the police. As a result, the police brought me here. Before the police say anything, he will search me for drugs... But he... He is a hooligan. You can see the situation just now. "

The policeman squatting on the ground suddenly stood up: "dare you say, do you know who he is? Now you've killed people. Even if you don't hide drugs, no one can go. Come on, put... "

"What nonsense are you talking about? When did I kill someone?" Zhao Jianhui looked at him discontentedly, went up and kicked the man lying on the ground: "Oh......" the man screamed, but turned over and got up, shook his head with a confused look, looked at this and that, and it took a long time to figure out what he was doing when he was beaten down.

"He's next door to Mary. How dare you hit me? Do you know who I am? " Why are the opening remarks of all villains almost the same? In this regard, Zhao Jianhui was also speechless. He couldn't help learning her look and asked proudly, "do you know who I am?"

"I don't care who you are. As long as you hit me, I'll destroy your family..." the man rolled his eyes and said proudly.

"Ha ha, you are brave enough to talk big. Don't say it's you. Looking at the whole country, there are really no people who dare to destroy my family." Zhao Jianhui was not angry. He stretched out his hand and slapped him on the face. Suddenly, five fingerprints appeared on his white little face.

"You... You dare to hit me. My father is the head of Yuhua District..." just after his voice fell, Zhao Jianhui raised his hand and slapped again: "your mother, it's humiliating enough for your father to have such a shameful son. How can you say?"

After beating the man, Zhao Jianhui said to the policeman standing by and looking at the fool: "are you the director of this income? Call his father. I want to see how he teaches his children. Even if my friend is hiding drugs, he can't be searched. You don't want to do it, do you? "

Perhaps the director adult has never met a cow who directly asked him if he wanted to do it. For a time, he couldn't help being more confused. It took me a long time to remember and asked, "who are you? Why command me? "

Zhao Jianhui smiled: "I can't command you. Does your consciousness work only when I find someone who can command you?"

"Of course, otherwise, why should I listen to you?" The director replied reluctantly. Zhao Jianhui took out his mobile phone from his pocket and turned it for a long time before he found the phone of secretary Wang of Shicheng political and legal commission. The last time we held a political and legal meeting together, Secretary Wang invited passers-by as the host. At that time, we talked with Zhao Jianhui quite speculatively. Secretary Chang made a fuss. Yuhua District is a district level unit subordinate to Shicheng city. It shouldn't be a big problem to scare a deputy district head?

After connecting the phone, Zhao Jianhui said in a gloomy tone: "Secretary Wang, I'm Zhao Jianhui. It's a shame for my brother to come to your door. I'll apologize first for provoking the director of your Yuhua District Fudong police station, detaining me and my friends here, and a deputy district director's son said I hid drugs. Well, I can wait for you. I'm afraid the childe of the director and deputy district director of others doesn't want to, ah... Well, I'll wait here first. "

As he spoke, Zhao Jianhui took Dongfang Wenjing and sat on one side of the sofa. Dongfang Wenjing sat quietly and didn't talk to him. Dongfang Wenjing followed Zhao Xiaoting to attend Zhao Jianhui's wedding, but she knew someone was awesome. At his wedding, the rows of generals and the tables of provincial Party committee officials did not eat dry meals.

Not long after they sat down, the director's cell phone rang. At the moment of connecting the mobile phone, the director's waist pole immediately heard straight: "it's my director, I'm Gou dengxi..."

Zhao Jianhui burst out laughing. Dongfang Wenjing couldn't help turning his head and glancing at him, and then he couldn't help laughing. Two people's minds are the same. The heart says how can anyone call the dog thing?

After hanging up the phone, the director looked at Zhao Jianhui and his eyes changed color. Although he is a member of the Standing Committee of the municipal Party committee and Secretary of the political and Legal Committee of Pengzhou City, who knows that when a transfer order comes down that day, he may become the superior of his superior? Even if you can't control yourself, you can rely on other people's deputy department level cadres. Even if you want to clean up a small director now, it's not like playing?

"Secretary Zhao, all blame me. I'm not a thing. I......" Zhao Jianhui said to himself, "why aren't you a thing? You're a thing, but you're a dog, not a human thing.

"It's you guys who help the vice district chief's son do all the bad things. Do you understand? Without you people being spoiled and used to it, you can't be killed if you go out with people like him? "

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault. I'm used to it. Secretary Zhao, do you think..." Gou dengxi's words haven't finished yet. The childe doesn't want to: "I said Lao Gou, what the fuck do you say? Who do you say you're used to? You have a lot of guts? "

Gou dengxi looked back and burst into a drink: "shut up, somebody, catch this pan Xiaoan and handcuff it. Yes, it's a fucking place. I let him do things in his spare time. You almost killed me. Do you know?"

The deputy district head can't afford to provoke himself, but this master can't even provoke the deputy district head. Gou dengxi could tell the light from the heavy.

After waiting for 20 or 30 minutes, Wang Zhongzhi, Secretary of the political and Legal Commission of Shicheng City, walked in with a middle-aged man of about 40. The first time the man came in, he went to the radiator, kicked his feet and slapped the young man leaning against the radiator. Pan Xiaoan's face immediately became a pig's head.

"Dad, why did you hit me? There's nothing wrong with me?" Pan Xiaoan felt wronged when he was beaten. As soon as his father heard this, he kicked him again.

Zhao Jianhui, who had stood by and looked on coldly, said at this time: "district governor pan, right? I don't think you should beat him. Since you think he is right, it must be me and my friends who are wrong. Let's go according to the normal procedure, director Gou. Now you can arrange someone to make a record for both of me. If the court decides that my friend and I are unreasonable, I am willing to bear all the responsibilities. "