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Chapter 7: The idol's sister

This is exactly what Zhao Jianhui wanted, to let as many students as possible see him when they were all in school, to let everyone know that Jin Yuanyuan was not to be messed with.

At this moment, Jin Yuanyuan and Meilin looked at her tall figure, their eyes full of little stars. Wow, this is a real man!

But he didn't know that because of his action, Jin Yuanyuan became famous afterwards. After she arrived at Peking University, she didn't even have a boyfriend who dared to pursue her. Meilin was with Jin Yuanyuan every day, and she was very much benefited by Jin Yuanyuan. Later, Meilin and Jin Yuanyuan went to Zhao Jianhui to "settle accounts" together, which made Comrade Zhao very worried. That's another story.

When Zhao Jianhui said that the girl beat Jin Yuanyuan in the morning, and now Jin Yuanyuan can beat back, the little girl couldn't help but cover her face and cry. Jin Yuanyuan said in a low voice with a difficult expression: "Let's not do it. We are all classmates in the same school. As long as they don't bully me anymore in the future, it will be fine..."

As Jin Yuanyuan said this, almost all the classmates standing beside her, including the classmate who covered his face with his hands, surrounded her: "Jin Yuanyuan... Boss Jin, the sisters will follow you from now on, and let Miao Xiaoxian eat shit..." Screams and quarrels came one after another, and Zhao Jianhui was frightened and thought, what kind of children are these? Why don't they have a firm stand at all, and change the boss so quickly?

In fact, this can't be blamed on these children. In their age, it was the time to admire whoever is powerful. The performance of Zhao Jianhui, Liu Cheng and others just now was so wonderful. If Zhao Jianhui hadn't had a firm and indifferent face with a sense of majesty that people dared not approach, it is estimated that these little guys would have rushed to him to ask for autographs.

Since idols are not easy to approach, it's better to approach idols' sisters.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but shook his head and smiled bitterly. He patted Jin Yuanyuan on the shoulder, nodded and said, "So be it. Since you don't want to fight back, then remember them. If anyone dares to bully you again, just call me and I will deal with them. Go to school well and don't let your mother worry." Watching Jin Yuanyuan and Meilin being surrounded and walked into the school gate, Zhao Jianhui drove out his car, picked up Wu Fengjiao, and Liu Cheng drove their car behind them, driving west out of the city. In the car behind, one of the four people brought by Liu Cheng sat in the co-pilot seat, and the other three people sandwiched Miao Xiaoxian tightly in the middle of the back seat. Watching the car rushing out of the crowd quickly, Miao Xiaoxian was stunned for more than ten minutes, and then shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Where are you taking me? Send me down, big brother...uncle...I won't dare to do it again!!!"

The young man sitting in the co-pilot seat adjusted his sunglasses on his nose with his hand and snorted coldly: "Let you go? Let you go back and beat our boss's woman again? You may not see the sun tomorrow..."

"I don't know you either, let me go quickly, where are you from..., my big brother is..." She stopped talking suddenly. It turned out that the young man next to her took out a shiny sharp knife from his arms and gently pressed it against her waist.

"Hehe, if you scream again, I'll let you try whether this knife is sharp or not. As long as you behave honestly, I promise you will be fine." The young man tried his best to look fierce.

As he spoke, the guy also pretended to reach out and touch Miao Xiaoxian's thighs and breasts. Xiao Miao, this girl, had indeed seen some of the world. She didn't say a word, but sat there silently, slightly panicking as his hand slowly approached her body! !

"Damn, it's flat like an airport, there's really no need to touch her head." This girl unexpectedly didn't make a fuss, but it made the guy who stretched out his big hand and stopped at her chest at a loss. Unable to get the expected effect, this trick simply couldn't be played, so he had to smile at himself and retract his hand.

"Brother, I'll let you touch it... No, let each of you touch it, please let me go, okay? From now on, I won't dare to bully Jin Yuanyuan anymore, I'll hide when I see her, okay? Please..." Liu Chengdu, who was driving in front, was shocked by her words, and almost fell out of the front window.

I really don't know what this girl in front of me is thinking.

The car drove for a full hour before Zhao Jianhui stopped at the edge of a dense forest at the foot of the mountain. Wu Fengjiao looked at Zhao Jianhui, who sat in the car with a gloomy face for a long time without opening the door to get out, and asked in a serious tone: "Will you really cause trouble?" Zhao Jianhui forced a smile: "Haha, do you think I am really a gangster? Don't worry, it's okay. It's just to take her to the cliff in front to blow the cool breeze for a while. At most, she will catch a cold for a few days..." After the day of the dragon raising its head, it was the first spring rain since the beginning of this year. The cool wind blew raindrops in through the open window. Xiang Guodong, who will be 32 years old in three days, sat in front of the computer, staring at the stock market with dull eyes, looking at the green and flickering data, just like looking at the eyes of countless wolves in the dark night. 1.2 million, now there are only 60,000 left. Everything seems like a dream. Everything is so unreal. Only the curtains blown by the wind and the cold raindrops hitting his face occasionally made him feel that he still had a little consciousness.

Everything was over, and he was a pauper again.

At that moment, Xiang Guodong's heart was as cold as the autumn rain outside the window.

Just now, his wife Tian Minjun handed him a divorce report. "I hope to see you signed your name tomorrow morning." After saying that, the woman twisted her round buttocks into the bedroom and locked the door with a bang.

"Asshole!" Xiang Guodong cursed fiercely in his heart. At that moment, he really wanted to kill someone.

In fact, Xiang Guodong knew that this day would come sooner or later.

As early as two years ago, when he was still running a company in Bingzhou, he used his sixth sense to detect Tian Minjun's infidelity to him, but there was no evidence.

Besides, it is better not to find that kind of evidence. Some men always want to know what their wives are like behind the scenes, secretly tracking and following them. Xiang Guodong thinks that it is just an act of rubbing salt into his wounds and is not worth imitating.

But who can be blamed for all this? Everything is related to stocks. He doesn't think it is the result of his reluctance to give up the company's business and his wife's long-term separation. He has never thought that he is obsessed with making money and ignores the feelings of women.

Xiang Guodong himself did not understand why he was obsessed with stocks. He thought that it was stocks that made him abandon his business.

In the past two years, Xiang Guodong felt that his surname was not Xiang but Bei, which means unlucky. He was unlucky in everything. Otherwise, why did the market keep falling as soon as he entered the stock market? Why did it seem like a magic hand was controlling him, always making him buy at the highest point and sell at the lowest point? Why did he always grab a new round of decline every time he tried to grab a rebound?

Xiang Guodong had packed an old suitcase. This was a brand new bag he brought from Hedong Province to Beijing a year ago. It was placed on the balcony in the wind and sun. I don’t know when it began to show mottled spots, just like his wounded heart.

The suitcase contained several of his own clothes. As long as he signed his name on the paper that Tian Minjun placed on the table, everything in this room, including the woman behind the door, would have nothing to do with him.

When the door behind him was ruthlessly closed by the woman, he looked up at everything in the room where he was sitting. This used to be his home, but now he didn't know whose home it was.

When he thought of this, a heart-wrenching pain made Xiang Guodong raise one hand to cover his heart, spit at the door, and turned back to pick up the pen on the table.

This is an old building from the 1980s, a simple room that people of that era were proud of but despised by people today. Thanks to the man who cultivated his own fields, he provided him with this small dog house, so that he could avoid the wind and rain and have a place to live when he was homeless.

Now, when he was finally about to leave, he suddenly wanted to know who the man was from the bottom of his heart. He always thought that he had been very open-minded before, but at this moment he suddenly had this idea inexplicably.

Xiang Guodong felt very ashamed. He originally thought that he was a very unique person who could transcend the world. When he found that he was not immune to the world in the end, Xiang Guodong felt extremely ashamed. He slipped into the living room like a lost dog, and took out a bottle of soju from the balcony. He poured himself a cup of soju, returned to the room, looked at himself in the big mirror on the closet for a long time, raised the cup and said: "Cheers, Xiang Guodong. You are such a bastard!"

When he drank the whole bottle of soju, Xiang Guodong finally fell asleep on the table in a daze. During his sleep, he felt that he had had several strange dreams. The last time he dreamed of his dead mother. His mother still looked the same, and she hadn't changed at all. She stood by his bed and said to him with tears in her eyes: "If you really can't bear it, come earlier."

This was the best dream he had. Every time he had other dreams, he would sweat profusely and have a splitting headache when he woke up. I don't know when I was lying on the bed. He stared at a black spot on the wall with his eyes open, and fell into nothingness.

I remember that I didn't close the door before going to bed. Why did I seem to hear a knock on the door? At first he didn't care, he thought the knocking was also part of the dream, but then the urgent sound finally pulled him back to reality.

There is someone outside who wants to come in! !

He lay in bed imagining the appearance of the person knocking on the door outside, hoping to include him in his dream. However, no matter how much he thought, he couldn't remember who the person standing outside should be, or what he looked like.

The person knocking on the door seemed to know his intention, and in a more persistent way, it seemed to knock on his heart. Xiang Guodong finally couldn't bear it anymore, and got up from the bed cursing and opened the door in anger.

A woman, a pretty woman, he couldn't remember what he had to do with this woman. "Who are you, you knocked on the wrong door."

The woman sneered, pushed Xiang Guodong away and walked into the house, familiar as if she had arrived at her own home.

She frowned and looked at everything in the room: four or five paper bowls of instant noodles on the table; the ashtray next to the computer was piled up like a small mountain of cigarette butts; a wine bottle was thrown along the wall, as if it was being inspected by its owner. The paper and pen she had placed on the table yesterday were still there, without the signature she had hoped to see. The only thing that was new than yesterday was the pungent smell of alcohol in the room.

"Xiang Guodong, stop pretending to be stupid. You look like one without pretending."

What a familiar voice, what a sharp insight. Who else in the world could it be except her? Xiang Guodong slapped himself. "I'm so blind that I can't even recognize my wife."

Tian Minjun ignored his sarcasm and took the paper and the pen from the table and threw them into his arms: "You won't be like that soon, as long as you sign your name."