Excellent beauty's personal security guard

However, Zhao Jianhui sat on the sofa for less than two minutes. Er Feng, who had just screamed and ran back to the room, came out again with a red face. Looking at her little broken flower pajamas and the pink feet with yellow slippers under her pink legs, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help being angry, even at home, But there is a big man in the living room who is neither a stranger nor an acquaintance. Aren't you implying to make people commit crimes?

With a slight hum, Zhao Jianhui turned his head slightly. But Er Feng didn't care about Zhao Jianhui's face at all. He gently sat beside him and asked with a little hesitation: "Zhao... Brother Zhao... Don't you go to work tomorrow Sunday?"

"What are you doing? Do I work on Saturdays and Sundays? If you have anything, just say it. " Zhao Jianhui tried to calm his mood and asked.

"Ah... Well... Forget it..." Er Feng stood up, twisted her waist and wanted to go back to the room.

"You stop, I ask you, what the hell are you doing?" Zhao Jianhui's tone was a little more severe, staring into ER Feng's eyes and asked.

"I... what am I doing? I didn't do anything? " Er Feng looked at Zhao Jianhui and said“ You didn't do anything? Who do you chat with online? Now everything on the Internet is illusory. You should find out by yourself. Don't be cheated and regret it later. "

Er Feng smiled and did it by Zhao Jianhui's side: "hee hee, brother Zhao, do you still know you care about me? I wanted to tell you this. Isn't it boring all day? I talked to a Shanghai girl on the Internet, but who knows that girl actually came to Pengzhou. She always says she wants to see me these days,... What do you think I should do? "

"What should I do? If you want to see someone, you can go. It's a big deal to invite someone to dinner. Don't you even think of the money for dinner?" When Zhao Jianhui heard that she was chatting so warmly with a girl, he put more than half of his heart into it and immediately felt funny.

Er Feng turned white and Zhao Jianhui glanced: "do you really don't understand or pretend to be confused?"

"Why did I pretend to be confused?" Zhao Jianhui asked puzzled.

"Others... I'm also bored. I'm afraid of being cheated by others. When registering my QQ number, it says that I'm a man..." Er Feng said and winked at Zhao Jianhui: "brother Zhao, please, come with me to see that girl, OK?..."

"What?" Now Zhao Jianhui understood that Er Feng was afraid of being cheated, but she became a little liar on the Internet. Women disguised as men's makeup actually hooked other people's Shanghai chicks to Pengzhou“ You are really capable? "

Er Feng looked at Zhao Jianhui pitifully: "brother Zhao, what do you think I should do?"

"Just make it clear to her when you meet." Zhao Jianhui stared at Er Feng a little funny. He said he couldn't see it. Does Er Feng still have the potential of a little liar?

"I really can't. She said that if she couldn't see me, she would commit suicide and jump down from the 33rd floor..." Er Feng lowered her head and blushed. I don't know how she was cheated on the Internet.

"I don't care about you. You can solve it yourself." Zhao Jianhui turned to his room. When he entered the door, he stopped and turned back and said, "if not, you can find sun Liyun to help you."

"Hey, brother Zhao, brother sun looks like a big old man. How can his image compare with you? I describe everything according to your appearance..." Er Feng blurted out everything in a hurry. It turns out that the girl borrowed the blueprint when chatting with others is herself? Zhao Jianhui immediately rolled his eyes with anger.

He walked into the room quickly and closed the door with a bang. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing again. This little girl is really interesting. Let her have a headache all night first. When he thought of the comparison between himself and sun Liyun just now, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help feeling a little proud. It seems that he is not a big man in Er Feng's eyes. What is he like in Er Feng's heart? Cultural people? Just like yourself, where is it like a cultural man?

Lying in bed with a smile, it didn't take long to get into the state before going to bed. But just as he seemed to be sleeping, the phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.

Took out the phone and looked at the number. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help feeling strange. At this time, what can Zhang Guoqiang do when he calls to find himself? After answering the phone, Zhang Guoqiang came over there with an apologetic voice: "sorry, Secretary Zhao, didn't bother you to rest? Brother, I have something to trouble you. I can't help it. Do you think you can give me face? "

"Ha ha, look at what you said. You are the organization director of the Standing Committee of the municipal Party committee. What else do you need me to do? You are so confused that I don't know how to promise you anything? " By feeling, Zhao Jianhui knew that this was not Zhang Guoqiang's own business, but no matter what the reason was, he still came forward to find himself. That's why Zhang Guoqiang said so. He said sorry as soon as he came up. Maybe things are a little difficult for him. What can it be?

Zhao Jianhui's mind immediately thought of Tong Junyan. Is Zhang Guoqiang pleading for someone? Therefore, Zhao Jianhui did not directly say that he could help. Zhao Jianhui did not intend to give in to anyone on Tong Junyan's matter. Now the anti-corruption bureau has caught a deputy director of the Education Bureau and two principals. Probably everyone knows that this matter makes him very angry. Until now, no one dares to intercede with him.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Guoqiang was the first one to find himself tonight. Like Yang Li, this person is now regarded as his own ally, and Zhang Guoqiang goes further than Yang Li. When he sent himself to Xilin that day, this person clearly expressed that meaning, and he also extended an olive branch to respond. If he really interceded for others, how should he respond?

"Secretary Zhao, well, Xilin branch arrested a group of people who made trouble in the Sales Office of Yifeng company today. One of them, Qi Yu, was the nephew of secretary Li Yuanbo. After the incident, the Qi family went to Secretary Li, but Secretary Li scolded them on the spot. Didn't you find me later? They expressed their willingness to bear all the property losses of Yifeng company. Do you think you can take care of it? I think this is just a civil dispute. Since the other party is willing to lose money, don't go through legal procedures? "

Zhao Jianhui took the phone and didn't speak for a long time. Zhang Guoqiang over there was also very patient waiting.

Originally thought it was Tong Junyan, but I really didn't think it was such a thing I met at the real estate sales office this afternoon. Li Yuanbo scolded people out? Who are you lying to? Will you be so attentive if Li Yuanbo doesn't speak? Secretary Li wants to be a bitch and set up a memorial archway, but he launched you to take the lead. Are you Zhang Guoqiang a fool, or have you sat on Li Yuanbo's side now?

Who told you this was a civil dispute? Qi Yu makes trouble in Xilin district with a gang of local ruffians and hooligans. It is clear that he doesn't pay attention to anyone in Xilin district. Lose a few money and let the man go? Really think you can do things with money? I don't care anywhere else. It won't work in Xilin district.

"I'm sorry, Minister Zhang. I don't know how Xilin District Public Security Bureau handled it now. As for whether to go through the procedure and how the court decides, although I am the Secretary of Xilin district Party committee, it is not good to interfere with the authority of justice. Let's follow the procedure. Everything is based on the law, okay? "

"Ha ha, I knew you would say that. Well, my mission is completed. However, you should also pay attention. Qi's Apocalypse group has invested in many projects in Pengzhou City, and there are many Qi's company factories in Xilin district. Ha ha, I hung up... "Zhang Guoqiang smiled and hung up the phone.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't sleep now.

What does Zhang Guoqiang mean? Making such a call is to keep yourself awake? He said he was running errands for Li Yuanbo and didn't want to run errands. He said he was reminding himself. It's not exactly like this guy playing deep for himself? Is there another way in the middle?

This night, it was not only Zhao Jianhui who couldn't sleep. In the next room, there was the little girl Erfeng who tossed and turned. If he couldn't see "himself" tomorrow, would he really jump down from the 33rd floor?

However, how can you become the "yourself" said in the chat with "no truth everywhere"? Smelly Zhao Jianhui doesn't help me. I'm so anxious.

Not to mention the two men and women who couldn't sleep in the two rooms in Building 1 of the Standing Committee yard, at this time, in the very large and luxurious hall on the 16th floor of the Golden Coast, the light inside was not dim, but became bright, and the murals on the wall reflected the glittering light.

On the Italian leather sofa, Jin Xiaoqiu was wearing a light gray suit. Her hair was high in the shape of exquisite petals. She sat there quietly, her hands as bright as snow, and slowly turned the golden coffee cup on the tea table.

Opposite her, Zhang Minghai is also dressed for five and six today. He is wearing a dark blue suit, a white shirt and a dark red tie. He is a standard dress for successful understanding, but his face is a little anxious.

His slightly drooping triangular eyes turned up, and the eyes pressed behind him turned around on Jin Xiaoqiu. He sighed a little regretfully and said a little solemnly: "you are talking. Do you say this thing is good or bad for us?"

"It doesn't matter whether it's good or bad." Jin Xiaoqiu lightly blew the cup in his hand, held it to his red lips and gently tasted it: "do you think Zhao Jianhui can pinch Li Yuanbo because of this? I can only tell you that even if they pinch their heads and blood, you are the first one to suffer. No matter which side will not let you go. "

"Hum, you only saw that Zhao Jianhui once. Are you so confident in him?" Zhang Minghai said a little unhappy. Jin Xiaoqiu looked up at her: "sorry, I'm tired and want to rest." As she spoke, she stood up, twisted her attractive thin waist and went out.

Looking at her back as she went out, Zhang Minghai couldn't help but sink and was very angry. He scolded with hatred: "I'll want you sooner or later, I'll make you look good..." turning back, he raised his finger and snapped his fingers. The door on the side of the hall gently opened a gap, and a girl wearing a goose yellow Nightgown shyly walked up to Zhang Minghai.

"Old bastard, he's playing tricks on his daughter. What... Bah..." Jin Xiaoqiu stood outside the door, listening to the dirty words from Zhang Minghai's mouth inside. He couldn't help blushing, but stepped up under his legs. Outside the door, a tall and thin girl saw her come out and didn't say anything. She just followed behind her and entered the elevator again. This time, the number displayed by the elevator was the 26th floor.