Personal security

Chapter 35: I'll talk to you after I'm done

Yan Baoqiang got angrier and angrier as he watched. He threw the remote control away with a bang and cursed fiercely: "That bitch Yuan Yiyi really acted like a real person. I don't understand why I spent twice as much money to recruit this female singer, but she didn't even bother to pay attention to me..."

"Uncle Yan, are you talking about Yang Tingting? To be honest, her appearance and voice are absolutely first-class, but it's a pity that she's with Yuan Yiyi." Song Yan was born as a public relations manager, so how could she not know Yan Baoqiang's thoughts? So she said something along his lines.

In fact, in her heart, Song Yan had to admit that Yuan Yiyi was really doing business. If that female singer really followed you, President Yan, she might be busy with abortions or giving birth to children, and how could she achieve any results?

"Hmph, sooner or later I will make that stinky woman lose her reputation, just wait and see, Fangfang, come and push me to the bathroom." Yan Baoqiang cursed fiercely, turned around and shouted to Fangfang with a smile.

In fact, in her heart, Song Yan had to admit that Yuan Yiyi was really doing business. If that female singer really followed President Yan, she might be busy with abortions or giving birth, how could she achieve such great results?

"Hmph, sooner or later I will make that stinky woman lose her reputation, just wait and see, Fangfang, come and push me to the bathroom." Yan Baoqiang cursed fiercely, turned around and shouted to Fangfang with a smile.

Fangfang agreed naturally, and under Song Yan's incredible gaze, she walked over and pushed Yan Baoqiang to turn into a glass door on the east side of the hall.

She lowered her head in thought, as if she understood something, and couldn't help but glance at Zhang Jie who was sitting next to her. With an eager smile on his face, he stood up from the sofa: "Mr. Zhang, it's really unfortunate. I wanted to ask Mr. Zhang for help, but when I came here, I heard Fangfang say that you encountered a little problem. I think we should talk about it another day."

Song Yan has a pretty face, a pair of bright and energetic big eyes, looks about 25 or 26 years old, with a well-trimmed short hair and a tall figure. Such a beauty is exactly the type Zhang Jie likes.

Zhang Jie smiled intriguingly and said to Cao Qingkun who was sitting next to him: "That's good, let's talk after I finish the things at hand."

"Okay, okay. That's it, Mr. Zhang, we'll say goodbye first..." Cao Qingkun said as he touched the handbag on the coffee table and stood up with a smile. The two walked towards the door of the living room together. As they walked, Song Yan counted silently in her heart: "One, two, three... If you don't speak, I will not stay even if you call me when I step out of the door."

"Manager Song, I suddenly remembered that I have some personal matters to consult you. Do you have time to stay?" Just when Song Yan's little foot wearing black stockings and beautiful crystal high heels was one step away from walking out of the door, Zhang Jie spoke as expected.

As if he was still thinking for a while, Cao Qingkun on the other side said with a smile: "Xiao Song, since Mr. Zhang has something to do, then you stay for a while. I will go back to the company first and call you if there is anything else."

"Well, since the boss said so, I can't leave even if I have something to do." Song Yan walked back with a smile. Just as she was about to return to her original seat and sit down, Zhang Jie had already patted her side: "Come, sit here."

Although she had understood what Zhang Jie meant, Song Yan's face was still slightly red when she sat down.

Song Yan sat next to Zhang Jie, lowered her head and waited for Zhang Jie to speak. Smelling Song Yan's attractive body fragrance, I don't know if it is her natural body fragrance or perfume, I just feel a faint fragrance on her body, the smell is very attractive, making people feel a little light.

"I heard from Fangfang that you are good friends and have been classmates since elementary school?" Zhang Jie asked with a smile.

"Yes, we have been in the same class from elementary school to university." Song Yan said softly in a low voice.

"Ah, so, then why didn't you become an actor, but went to that trading company to become a public relations manager?" Zhang Jie seemed to be very concerned.

"Tsk, tsk, I'm the deputy, and Manager Cao who just left is the main one." Song Yan glanced at Zhang Jie's face charmingly, and quickly lowered her head again. This man's eyes were too vicious when he looked at people, as if he could see people's skin through clothes.

After get off work in the afternoon, Zhao Jianhui drove to Ye Qiuyu's house to pick up Ye Qiuyu himself. When they were in the room, they were naturally affectionate, which made Ye Qiuyu keep complaining. After struggling for an afternoon to match the exquisite clothes, Zhao Jianhui made them wrinkled again.

Finally, Ye Qiuyu simply wore a white dress, barefooted high-heeled sandals without heels, a small pink shoulder bag with thin straps on her shoulders, and followed Zhao Jianhui out the door.

Not long after the two of them sat down in Shangdao Western Restaurant, Zhao Jianhui received a call from Sun Liyun. "Boss, what a coincidence, today the brothers watched a good show in that guy's villa..."

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and finally asked: "How is it, did you take pictures?"

"Yes, I took pictures and recorded videos, combining movement and stillness, sound and emotion, just like a short movie." Sun Liyun said with a grin.

After putting down the phone, Zhao Jianhui filled his wine glass and looked up, only to see a slim beauty wearing a light gray professional suit standing in front of him. "Ah...sister, why are you here too?"

"Why, I can't come here? You, a young director, can afford Western food, why can't I afford it?" Gan Xiaojing looked at him with a half-smile, and said with a bit of annoyance.

This guy promised to treat himself to a meal, but only half of it was fulfilled, and more than half of it was still unfulfilled. In the past two days, I just called myself haha. The main reason was that I was very busy. But I didn't want to bring a very exquisite beauty to eat here, but I was blocked by myself.

"No way, who is my sister? She can afford to eat Western food every day. So what, you came here with others? How about we eat together?" When Zhao Jianhui heard that her words were wrong, he hurriedly Paixiao enthusiastically asked Gan Xiaojing to eat at the same table as him.

Gan Xiaojing snorted coldly: "You are quite talkative. I came here with a few people from the ministry. I think we should each have our own meal."

Hearing Zhao Jianhui's friendly voice, Ye Qiuyu couldn't help being startled: "This is my little lover's biological sister, why doesn't she look like her? Oh no, no, no, the first time I went out to eat with this guy, I was discovered. "What should I do?" Although he looked at Zhao Jianhui and Gan Xiaojing talking with a smile, the look on his face was a bit unnatural, especially those eyes that did not dare to look at Gan Xiaojing.

Who is Gan Xiaojing? Even though she was always looking at Zhao Jianhui, the expression of the beautiful young woman next to her did not change at all. The more he looked at it, the more he felt that there was something wrong with the expressions of these two people, and he couldn't help but glance at Ye Qiuyu a few more times.

Zhao Jianhui saw Gan Xiaojing looking at Ye Qiuyu and hurriedly introduced with a smile: "Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is my god-sister, Gan Xiaojing. This is the general manager of Fengming Company. Ms. Ye Qiuyu.”

"Ah..." Ye Qiuyu called out in a low voice, stretched out her white and tender little hand a little restrained, and held it with Gan Xiaojing's soft hand.

"Do you know me?" Gan Xiaojing asked with a faint smile. When Zhao Jianhui introduced his name just now, the woman's expression changed obviously, and her outstretched hand was still trembling.

"No... I don't know you. I only saw it once on TV. When I heard your name..." Ye Qiuyu said a little nervously. My little lover’s god-sister is actually the Propaganda Minister of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee? This is also a bit too unexpected.

"Oh." Gan Xiaojing said in understanding. It seems that Zhao Jianhui didn't say it in front of her. If that were the case, it would be up to two people to decide whether his godbrother could have it.

"Okay, you guys eat quickly, I have to go up too." Gan Xiaojing said, lifting her legs and walking towards the stairs. Shangdao Western Restaurant has only two floors and no elevator. There is a wide staircase in the middle of the door.

Seeing her back disappearing at the top of the stairs, Ye Qiuyu complained angrily: "I told you not to come here to eat, but you had to come. Are you okay if your god sister saw you?"

"Haha, Comrade Ye Qiuyu, you have a guilty conscience now. One of us is the police chief and the other is the boss of a big company. It should be normal to have a meal together. Why are you so scared? You really have a guilty conscience but no courage. "That's what Ye Qiuyu said to ridicule Zhao Jianhui many times, but he didn't expect that he would apply it here.

Ye Qiuyu pouted: "Am I a thief but not a thief? I didn't steal anything from her. What am I afraid of her for? Aren't they worried about you?"

...I'm so entangled with you

Flying over this world of mortals will always be with you

Wait until the autumn wind blows and the autumn leaves fall into piles

I have no regrets if I can wither with you

You and I are entangled and fluttering

Flying over this world of mortals will always be with you...

"Vienna" is the name of a bar in Huanghai City. On the third floor, before I even went upstairs, I heard the deafening disco music playing in the private rooms, and the red lights flashed in the corridor. Several TVs hung from the ceiling, showing videos of beautiful girls leading the dance. From time to time, some girls passed by in the corridor who were very revealingly dressed. Most of them wore loose short-sleeved shirts and tight miniskirts, exposing their snow-white thighs. Their faces were heavily made up, their hair was dyed colorless, and they walked slowly. He twisted his waist and gently shook the small bag in his hand.

"Damn it, 303 has another box of beer." As a loud voice shouted, the door of 303's box was opened from the inside, and a girl with long flowing hair stuck her head out from inside. With a walkie-talkie tucked into his waist and wearing a white coat and black vest, the young patrolman walked over with a smile. "Anything else?"

The girl seemed helpless and said: "Let's go to Hansa again."

The man in the black vest raised his thumb: "Shasha, you can do it. It's the eleventh box. I'll have a midnight snack with you tonight."

Shasha complained a little unhappily: "I'm so drunk that I can't even open my eyes. I still want more wine. My friends are waiting for me to have something to do tonight, and they still can't leave."

"Hehe, you won't complain when you get the bonus." The black vest said a little enviously, turned around and trotted downstairs, and soon came back with a box of beer.

Pushing open the door of room 303, harsh music poured out from the room like a cannonball. Because there were only small lights on the four corners of the roof in the room, it was difficult to see clearly what the guests were doing in the dim light. I only saw a slightly fat guy holding a microphone and shouting at the top of his voice: "Wait until the autumn wind blows and the autumn leaves fall into piles. I can wither with you, and I have no regrets. Wait until the autumn wind blows and the autumn leaves fall into piles..."