Personal security

Chapter 37: Secret Competition

The two girls look young, and their figures and looks are also different. The girl on Zhao Jianhui's left arm is wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and short hair. Her round face is full of youthful elegance, and her exquisite figure is well-proportioned. The pair of slender white legs under the black short skirt are particularly exciting. She is a real little beauty.

The one on the right has a beautiful face, fair skin, long hair draped over her shoulders, and dyed in the popular red. The light yellow dress perfectly sets off her graceful figure.

Although part of the Pengyuan Hotel is now open to the public, it is still the first guesthouse of the Pengzhou Municipal Party Committee. The recruitment of personnel is relatively strict, especially the girls serving in the two buildings at the back, who are even more selected.

Most of the people who go in and out of these two buildings for meals or accommodation are leaders of Pengzhou City. Even if they are not the leaders themselves, they are relatives and friends of the leaders.

Most of the girls who come here have a certain family background, but they may not be able to directly manage big things, but at least they have a wide network of contacts. The salary of being a waiter here is not high, but these girls are still flocking to this job, because this place is still under the administrative jurisdiction of the reception office of the Municipal Party Committee Office. Every year, three or two people can cross the single-plank bridge and transfer to the status of a career through various "reasonable, legal and reasonable" means.

Because of this, Yang Xueying, the deputy director of the reception office and the head of the hotel, appears to be prestigeous and powerful in front of these girls.

Although everyone in the entire Pengyuan Hotel may hate this woman, this cannot affect Yang Xueying's absolute authority in the hotel. Yang Xueying's usual job is to accompany guests and leaders to eat, drink and sightsee. Sometimes when guests are drunk, she has to arrange waiters or personally take care of them to bed. In addition, she holds the indicators for transfers. Those who don't have a good relationship with her and can't get good things will scold her because of resentment, and those who have a good relationship with her and get good things will scold her because her hands are too dark and too long.

However, no matter what you think in your heart, you can only think about it in your heart. No one dares to say it out loud. At most, they spread some rumors behind the scenes, saying that Yang Xueying, the deputy director, got the job by cheating with the leader, etc. If you collect them carefully, I'm afraid it will take three days and three nights to tell them all. In a word, few people in the unit have a good impression of her.

Since Yang Xueying is so unattainable, even if you can get a transfer through her path, it will cost a lot of money. Therefore, the leaders who come here to eat and stay and their relatives and relatives have become another channel for these girls to take shortcuts.

If the leader takes a fancy to your service level, just a hint or a simple sentence may change a person's fate. At the very least, if you can become a close friend of a leader's daughter, or become a secret lover of a leader's son, you can also have a chance to change your fate.

The best time to get close to the leader is when you sing and dance with the leader after dinner. If a leader gets drunk and has an accident with a girl, if the girl doesn't want to get too much for the leader to accept, she will generally be arranged to have a good home.

Therefore, the leaders of the municipal party committee have already entered the dance hall, and the girls waiting here greeted them with smiles. Especially the young and promising Secretary Zhao, there were two young and beautiful girls leaning on his left and right.

The two girls greeted Zhao Jianhui while competing with each other secretly, and no one wanted to let go of their hands at this time.

"Haha, help me sit over there for a while, I can't dance at all because I'm drunk." Zhao Jianhui said, but he was actually leading the two girls to the rest area in the corner of the dance hall. Away from the dance floor, there was a circle of sofas and a few coffee tables. As the soothing music started and the lights in the dance hall gradually dimmed, those who entered the dance floor hugged each other and started dancing. Because it was a slow dance, the people in the dance floor hugged each other and seemed very close.

The long-haired girl poured a cup of tea for Zhao Jianhui and handed it to Zhao Jianhui very respectfully. Somehow Yang Xueying did not dance with the leader, but followed the long-haired girl and appeared in front of Zhao Jianhui, smiling and asking: "Secretary Zhao, I see you are not drunk, right?"

"Oh, of course I am not drunk, even if I drink another 300 cups, I will not be drunk." Zhao Jianhui said with a smile, but took the opportunity to put down the teacup and shook his body twice, almost lying on the coffee table.

"Haha, since Secretary Zhao won't get drunk even if he drinks 300 cups, let's continue drinking?" Yang Xueying sat down next to Zhao Jianhui. Under her black short skirt, her beautiful legs wrapped in flesh-colored stockings looked even more dazzlingly white under the dim light.

"Oh? Still drinking?" Seeing Zhao Jianhui's timid eyes, Yang Xueying laughed: "Of course, if Secretary Zhao doesn't drink, then dance with me. If you think my waist is too thick, it's the same to let Qingqing and Xiaoli accompany you."

"Ha... Look at what you said. If you still say your waist is thick, how many people dare to say their waist is thin?" Before Zhao Jianhui finished speaking, Yang Xueying's hand reached out, and her warm and soft palm grabbed Zhao Jianhui's palm and pulled him up.

Watching Yang Xueying and Secretary Zhao enter the dark dance floor, the two girls sitting on the sofa couldn't help but look at each other comfortably and spit in unison: "Humph, I spit..." They didn't dare to curse in front of others, but the two girls must have been greeting one of Yang Xueying's relatives in their hearts.

The dance floor was so dark that it was almost impossible to see anything when they first walked in, but Yang Xueying was familiar with the place. It was because she held Zhao Jianhui's hand that she didn't touch anyone else. As soon as she entered the dance floor, Yang Xueying generously put both hands on his shoulders. Zhao Jianhui had no choice but to put his hands on Yang Xueying's waist. The distance between the two people suddenly became much closer, and Zhao Jianhui could smell the faint fragrance from her body.

"I'm sorry, I haven't danced for a long time, and I really can't keep up with your pace!" After dancing a few steps, Zhao Jianhui felt that the woman was getting closer and closer to him, so he deliberately stepped on her and apologized quickly.

"There, there, Secretary Zhao is not still thinking about other women, right? It seems that you don't even look at them!" Yang Xueying teased Zhao Jianhui more blatantly.

Zhao Jianhui smiled: "Haha, what are you talking about? It's mainly because Director Yang's demeanor is too charming. I dare not look at her..."

"What is there to be afraid of?" Yang Xueying asked immediately. The ambiguity in this sentence was already very obvious. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be stunned. This woman is really interesting. When she first came in, she was full of resentment towards him. She tried her best to force him to drink at the table, but now she is so affectionate to him. It's not an exaggeration to describe it as three changes a day.

I have to say that such a touch is really warm and comfortable.

Obviously, Yang Xueying can almost feel Zhao Jianhui's heartbeat intensifying violently, and her breathing is a little heavy. Humph, I don't believe that I can't take down a young boy like you if I go out in person?

However, just when she was feeling proud, Zhao Jianhui suddenly pushed her away: "Director Yang, did you always do this when you danced with other leaders before?"

"Zhao... Secretary Zhao, what do you mean?" Yang Xueli suddenly fell from the peak of pride and asked in a bit of astonishment.

"Nothing, I'm just not used to it, Director Yang, let's dance here, I'll go back to the rest area to drink some water." As he said that, Zhao Jianhui turned around and walked back to the sofa in the rest area, sat there panting for a long time, and then took a long breath.

Zhao Jianhui had just breathed a sigh of relief, and the long-haired girl just sat over again: "Secretary Zhao, do you want another glass of water? I'll pour it for you..."

"Oh, is your name Qingqing or Xiaoli? No, I just want to be quiet for a while..." I can't let this girl hang around anymore, the orchid-like and musk-like fragrance on this yellow-haired girl is also tempting enough.

If Wang Yaohua hadn't been there, Zhao Jianhui would have rushed back to the back building to find Long Lingyun, as it would have been impolite to leave first.

"Secretary Zhao, I'm Xiaoli..." The girl not only didn't leave, but sat closer to Zhao Jianhui.

"Go away, you useless man..." Just when Zhao Jianhui was racking his brains to figure out how to get rid of this girl, with a cold voice, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed Xiaoli's arm, and with a light wave, Xiaoli was thrown onto the sofa opposite, and Dafeng's cold face appeared in front of Zhao Jianhui.

The next morning, Zhao Jianhui was awakened by the sound of Long Lingyun getting up.

He opened his eyes and found that it was already bright, and the morning sun was evenly scattered on the bed through the thin window screen. A rapid "flowing water" sound came from the bathroom, which made Zhao Jianhui's heart beat faster. The agitation aroused by Yang Xueying and Xiaoli last night was rekindled and began to burn fiercely.

Although there was a beautiful woman sleeping next to him during this period, Long Lingyun was pregnant for more than two months and almost three months, so he said that he couldn't do anything during this period, so Zhao Jianhui had to hold it in. I can see her every day but can't eat her. I turned around, which was more uncomfortable than not having her by my side.

Raising his wrist, he saw that the time was already 7:20. He had to go to work at 8 o'clock, so Zhao Jianhui sat up and put on his clothes.