Personal security

Chapter 43: Why are you jealous?

After sleeping peacefully all night, Zhao Jianhui felt very warm and peaceful in his heart. Holding her delicate and fragrant body, he didn't even have a trace of evil thoughts. Even he felt strange.

The weather was sunny yesterday, but the sky outside the window this morning was very gloomy.

You Xiaoran's face turned red when she woke up from her sleep. She looked at the man next to her who was looking at her with big eyes. She couldn't help but turn around shyly. Suddenly, as if she remembered something, she turned back and asked: "Hey, how did you get in?"

"Haha, can such a small job trouble your husband and me? Isn't that how I walked in?" Zhao Jianhui smiled and kissed her pretty little mouth, and You Xiaoran whispered shyly. He said, "What husband? It sounds so unpleasant." As he said this, he raised his body and reached out to grab the clothes and pants he had placed on the chair next to the bed to get up.

When she stretched out her arm over Zhao Jianhui, Zhao Jianhui raised his head and stretched out his mouth with a smile. But You Xiaoran seemed to have known that he would do this, and put his other hand on Zhao Jianhui's face: "Don't be ridiculous. "Okay, I'll get up and cook quickly, don't you have to go to work today?"

"Ah...yes, but I'm not working but going to school." Zhao Jianhui raised his hand and looked at his watch. It was already past seven o'clock. Because the light outside was gloomy, he didn't expect that he would be late for playing. "It's too late. You can cook and eat with Auntie. I should leave now." After saying that, Zhao Jianhui quickly got up.

When Zhao Jianhui opened the door and came out after getting dressed, he was stunned. Outside the courtyard gate, Old Master Liu was kneeling upright. Beside him, there was a middle-aged woman with gray hair, who seemed to be his wife.

"Master Liu, what are you doing?" In fact, when he asked this question again, Zhao Jianhui already knew why old Master Liu was here.

Sure enough, Old Master Liu shed tears before he spoke. He raised his head, looked at Zhao Jianhui, and said in a low voice: "Director, I...I didn't educate my son well, but I...oh, I really don't have the face to tell you. ah……"

Zhao Jianhui turned around and waved to You Xiaoran who was escorting him out, gesturing for her to close the door.

"Master Liu, you don't need to say anything. I know what you mean. I can't help you with your son's matter... Let me tell you this, even if I can help, I won't help. "

Old Master Liu lowered his head even further, his voice already filled with tears: "Director..."

"You don't need to say it. I know everything about this matter. You know what your son did. Think about that poor girl. Her life was ruined like this. Whose child doesn't have something wrong with his parents?" The meat that came off? Think about that poor girl's parents and how that girl will live in the future." After saying that, Zhao Jianhui walked away, and the good mood he had accumulated in his arms with You Xiaoran all night was gone. live.

Can you blame yourself for being cruel? Thinking about the girl named Ji Yan, after Zhao Jianhui got in the car, he glanced at the old couple still kneeling at the door, shook his head, started the car and drove away.

During the morning break, Cao Zhenqing asked Zhao Jianhui to treat him to lunch. Zhao Jianhui smiled a little embarrassedly: "Old Cao, it was you who treated me the past few times. I am embarrassed to keep eating and drinking. In this way, You make an appointment with Lao Li, Sister Han and the others, and I’ll treat them to lunch.”

"Forget it. If you want to invite me, you have to do it in the evening. It's a one-stop service for eating, drinking and playing. I'll treat you to the lunch meal. It's mainly because I want to trouble you about something."

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but laugh: "We are not outsiders. If you have anything to say, just say it. Why do you have to treat us?" Cao Zhenqing smiled and shook his head: "We will talk about it during dinner." Zhao Jianhui was confused by his attitude. I spent half the morning wondering about what happened to Old Cao when he fell to the ground and asked me for help. The old master talked too much and didn't even take it into his heart.

After class at noon, a few people met under the big pine tree again. Without driving, they walked directly out of the school gate. Turning east, there were several good small shops. They were not big, but the taste of the food was pretty good.

Because there were still classes in the afternoon, a few people ordered two bottles of beer as a sign of fun. When Cao Zhenqing opened the bottle with a smile, Zhao Jianhui looked at him and laughed.

"I said, I'm not a little girl, why are you smiling at me?" Cao Zhenqing reached out and touched his face, and said to Zhao Jianhui a little confused.

"Haha, I know why you want to treat me today." Zhao Jianhui looked at him and said with a smile. Han Qiyun pursed his lips and said, "Look, Lao Cao, you are too embarrassed to say this, but others already know it." Cao Zhenqing scratched his scalp a little embarrassed: "I said, how did you know?" Then, he walked closer to Zhao Jianhui and lowered his voice and said: "Brother will depend on you for the exam tomorrow morning..."

The cup in Zhao Jianhui's hand shook, and the beer inside almost spilled out: "I said, is this the reason for your treat?"

Cao Zhenqing said with a smile: "Yes, didn't you say you already knew?"

Zhao Jianhui said to himself: What do I know? I know? I thought you wanted to borrow my car again. How could I have thought that someone would dare to cheat while studying in a party school?

Lao Cao is from Nanyue Province. If he needs a car in Beijing, he usually uses the Nanyue Office in Beijing. But since he saw the extremely impressive pass on Zhao Jianhui's car last time, Lao Cao always likes to borrow Zhao Jianhui's car. Originally, this was not a big deal, but Lao Cao always asked Zhao Jianhui to have a meal when he used the car that time.

This time, Zhao Jianhui thought that he wanted to use his own car to show off, but he didn't know that this guy was actually thinking about how to cheat in tomorrow's exam.

Zhao Jianhui thought that he didn't know whether the Party School teachers were strict in supervising the exam. If this matter was discovered, it would be embarrassing enough. First of all, you can be accused of having improper thoughts.

According to this thinking, eating Cao Zhenqing's meal should be considered safe. Just like this, while eating, he was also disturbed by Yuan Gang's noise. This guy was picky about eating free food, saying that this dish was not spicy, and then he said that the dish was not spicy enough.

After dinner, several people drank tea for a while, and then walked out of the tavern contentedly. After crossing the road, they could reach the gate of the Party School within a few hundred meters.

However, just as Zhao Jianhui and his friends walked out of the door of the tavern and walked onto the road, they saw several foreigners, each holding a 10-year-old girl in his arms, coming out of a nearby hotel. These people put their hands into the girl's collar while walking, kneading her clothes wantonly with one hand while kissing her from time to time. It was as disgusting as it could be.

Especially when they saw that among these foreigners, there were three or four Japanese people with similar skin color, several men could only shake their heads and smile bitterly. Although they were unhappy, Zhao Jianhui couldn't say anything. They were "making friends" and it was not illegal. What could you do to them?

Looking at Cao Zhenqing and An Ziyuan, they also showed a look of disdain on their faces. Everyone was thinking, what's wrong with girls nowadays? Could it be that foreign dog shit is fragrant? This is simply impossible?

Although Chinese and Japanese people look similar from the outside, they can still be distinguished by careful observation. They are generally not tall, and their skin is white. I really don’t know why those short mutants are so popular?

This group of people seemed to have just finished their meal and went in the same direction as Zhao Jianhui and others. It’s just that they went to a big hotel, while the few people on their side went to a small restaurant.

The two groups walked in groups on the same road, one in front and one behind, incompatible with each other. Zhao Jianhui and others walked in front, and the group of miscellaneous troops followed closely behind. The women’s moans and the men’s unbridled laughter came from behind from time to time.

"Haha, did you see that, little sister? The people in front of you look like the elite class in your country. They can only go to the small stalls on the roadside for lunch. My brother's family owns a gold mine and is not short of money. I will take you to a good place in the evening. I can buy you anything you want." This guy spoke in a strange accent in Chinese. After finishing a long paragraph, he laughed proudly, and the people in front of him got goose bumps.

"Prusyang, if you can ask Jin Yuanyuan out, the LV bag I saw last night will be yours..." Another guy continued in Chinese, which was much more fluent than the first foreigner.

"Really?" Then, a girl's voice with surprise came into Zhao Jianhui's ears: "Keep your word, I will definitely make an appointment with Jin Yuanyuan today, just prepare the money to buy me that LV bag."

Originally, Zhao Jianhui didn't bother to pay attention to these bastards, but after hearing them mention Jin Yuanyuan's name twice, he couldn't help but worry about it, thinking that the Jin Yuanyuan they were talking about, couldn't it be the little girl from Wu Fengjiao's family?

Zhao Jianhui was still thinking about his own thoughts, but Han Qiyun, who was walking beside him, said angrily: "How shameless." She didn't speak loudly, but who knew that the girl behind him had such good ears, she heard it all at once, and immediately connected it with herself.

The girl immediately jumped out like a belligerent hen: "Hey, who are you talking about? Don't leave."

Han Qiyun stopped and turned around: "Who do you know who I'm talking about? How do you know I'm talking about you? What are you trying to do by calling me?"

"Wow, Aunt, you have a powerful mouth? Don't you see how many wrinkles you have on your face? Why are you jealous of us little girls' affairs?" As she spoke, the other little girls also laughed.