Personal security

Chapter 47: What’s the future of a little secretary?

"You are so awesome. Letting your brother out is just a matter of words. Why did you come to me?" Zhao Jianhui suddenly poked Yang Xueying's weakness. She lowered her head and said nothing, just so cold. He glanced at Zhao Jianhui with an expression: "You really have to be right with me, right?"

Zhao Jianhui smiled coldly: "It's not that I have to go against you, it's that you did something that made me have to go against you. Look at the sky in Pengzhou City now. No matter how thick the dark clouds are, they can't block the brilliance of the sun. Li Nan You were the one responsible for that case, right? If you can't even get a bomb out of a foreign underworld, what do you think you have any potential for?"

"Giggle, since you already know, why don't you catch me?" Yang Xueying looked at Zhao Jianhui in surprise, and then giggled: "I know, you don't dare to touch me, at least until you don't really have control over you. You didn't dare to touch me before I was in charge of the whole thing, right? It's time. You can't control those people in half a year. How much can I do in another half year? Have you thought about this? Just add one more thing to our deal, as long as you let me go. Brother, how about I leave Pengzhou City on my own initiative? Is this a good enough condition?"

"Shit, do you really think of yourself as a toy? If I don't move, you are playing a long game to catch the big fish. If I don't move, it's not the time for me to move you. Don't think you are great and secretly proud of yourself. Yes." Zhao Jianhui ruthlessly tore off the mask that Yang Xueying used to cover up.

Sure enough, Yang Xueying collapsed on the sofa like a ball that had been popped. "I just want to make money, nothing else. It was Li Nan who touched me first. Most of the places she closed down were mine. Do you know how much money I have made less?" Yang Xueying said a little weakly.

Zhao Jianhui sneered: "Humph, you are still putting money on your face now. Aren't you just a cannon fodder who was pushed to the front desk by others? Those entertainment venues are all yours? How can you have five percent? The income is good, and the rest is invested by others and entrusted to you to manage. "If there wasn't someone behind Li Nan..." Zhao Jianhui said, pointing to the sky: "You would have let her go so easily? I'm afraid the black gun would have been shot at her, right?" It seems that you are not arrogant and ignorant, but also a little fearful."

"You...you all know...how do you know?" Yang Xueying was completely stunned now.

"Hmph, if you don't want others to know, you can't do anything except yourself. Have you never heard of this sentence? After all, paper can't cover the fire. If not, do you think I can stay well in the capital and come to this place to do it? What? Seven of the thirteen members of the Standing Committee of Pengzhou City are rotten. Do you think the higher-ups are not aware of it? That’s stupid..."

"You... why are you telling me this? Aren't you afraid that I will leak the news?" Yang Xueying asked in confusion.

Zhao Jianhui snorted: "It's up to you. When you get out of this door, you can talk to whomever you like. If you hadn't brought it to the door yourself today, I wouldn't even bother to talk to you."

In fact, Zhao Jianhui took advantage of his two days' early arrival, and while walking around with Long Lingyun, he and Sun Liyun inquired about some "folk" opinions on the streets. In the past few days, he asked Sun Liyun to investigate secretly, but he couldn't always find out. If there is any strong evidence, according to Zhao Jianhui's character, it would have exploded long ago. He doesn't care about the impact or how to deal with it in a low-key manner.

Unfortunately, he has no evidence.

However, what is unexpected is that when she lacks strong evidence, this Yang Xueying actually takes the initiative to show up at the door. Just when she said that she would use what she had in her hand to exchange for Yang Dahai's freedom, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat. However, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but harden his heart again when he thought of Kan Lingling's haggard face and the scene of her kneeling in front of him with an IV drip attached.

However, in his heart, he really wanted to get the things that this woman said would be of interest to him, so he tried to get around this woman by telling the truth, and sometimes he acted a bit more forcefully. , is not only a kind of shock to the other party, but also has the effect of disturbing the other party's mind.

At this moment, from Yang Xueying's eyes, he saw the turmoil in Yang Xueying's heart. It seemed that he had a chance to win.

So, when Zhao Jianhui finished speaking leisurely, without even looking at Yang Xueying, he stood up and walked to the bathroom: "Close the door when you go out. I have to take a shower and sleep, and I have other things to do at night."

Deliberately leaking the background of his coming to the capital, this was the final straw for Zhao Jianhui to break Yang Xueying's back. I'm not afraid of whoever you say it to. Whether your hand will be able to survive when the time comes depends on how you behave. Want to reveal my secret? Sure, the question is whether those people will be able to save you by then.

This high-pressure mentality was well grasped. Seeing Zhao Jianhui walking into the bathroom with a really indifferent expression, Yang Xueying gritted her teeth, stood up and walked out.

Li Tao knows that if you want to be a good driver, you must not only serve the leader well, but also serve the people around the leader well.

When he heard that Tong Junyan was going to pick up his partner from get off work at Pengzhou No. 3 Middle School, Li Tao refused to let Tong Junyan take a taxi and insisted on sending him to school.

Ever since he became Zhao Jianhui's secretary, Tong Junyan has never dared to ride in the leader's car to do anything. His partner is a new teacher from No. 3 Middle School after the divorce. His name is Yan Rui. He looks so handsome. . The two people liked each other very well, and soon they were living together. But when colleagues heard that the most beautiful flower in No. 3 Middle School actually found a clerk who was sitting on the bench in a government agency, most of them joked that their minds were still stuck in the 1970s and 1980s. In this era, except for those at a certain level Apart from leaders, the era of being superior to others in government work is long gone. Nowadays, the competition is about who is looking for a man who has a house, a car, and money. If there is no meat in the iron rice bowl, it is useless.

If we look at the current standards for choosing a spouse, the current order is: first, foreigners, second, wealthy people, third, second generation rich, and fourth, civil servants.

Why is it arranged like this? That is the truth that a large number of people have come to realize after practicing it.

Most of the foreigners are rich and knowledgeable. If you follow them, you can settle abroad and live an enviable life with fewer decades of struggle.

Rich people still have money. Although they may not be able to go abroad, they can still live comfortably at home.

The second generation of rich people are considered potential stocks because their father and mother are rich. Although the money that makes people's hearts beat is not in their hands, it will fall into their pockets one day. Besides, the reason why the second generation of rich people are called the second generation of rich people is that they are generally idle people who have nothing to worry about. It's not too much money, but it's definitely enough. I have a car, a house, and plenty of time to spend with myself.

Civil servants can be divided into two types. One is the "official" who has a certain status after the age of forty, has certain rights in his hands, and can turn power into money. Although there are not many opportunities for a dead wife to successfully become a full-time wife, you can be an underground wife by his side and you won't have to worry about eating and drinking.

The other type is for the "public servant" class like Tong Junyan. Apart from having a job that looks respectable, it actually has no oil or water at all. It is at the level of tasteless food. A little better than finding a farmer.

According to Yan Rui's conditions, he shouldn't find such a useless man. The little sisters around him would blow wind in Yan Rui's ears from time to time, encouraging Yan Rui to kick Tong Junyan before changing to a rich man. In their words: " Just with Yan Rui’s face, don’t you want to reach out and grab a lot of it?”

Yan Rui has been nagging Tong Junyan when she comes home these days, which makes Tong Junyan feel very uncomfortable. It is said that some enthusiastic sisters have introduced Yan Rui to a rich man recently, which makes Tong Junyan uncomfortable. He would always go to school to pick her up from get off work whenever he got off work. Tong Junyan knew that his wall was still very weak, so he didn't want someone to accidentally knock on the corner of the wall.

When the car drove to the gate of No. 3 Middle School, Tong Junyan saw Yan Rui standing under the French paulownia tree at the gate of the school, waiting for him. He pointed out the direction and motioned for Li Tao to move the car over. Now that you have driven the car here, it is always good to show it off in front of your girlfriend. Sometimes men, no matter how cold they appear on their faces, will still act vain in front of the woman they like.

However, just as he opened the car door and got out of the car, heading towards Yan Rui, a tall man suddenly walked out of a car under the tree and walked towards Yan Rui one step ahead of Tong Junyan.

Before Tong Junyan came forward, he saw Yan Rui reaching out and pushing the man. Her voice was much louder than that of the man, so Tong Junyan heard it very clearly: "Why are you so shameless? I already told you that I’m not familiar with you, why are you still pestering me? My boyfriend will be back to pick me up soon.”

The man also seemed very angry and said loudly: "Yan Rui, you have to think clearly, I, Zhang Qiao, don't just hire people? Isn't your boyfriend a little secretarial who works at the Municipal Law Committee? Follow me. What's his potential? He came to pick you up and he took a taxi, and he didn't even have a car..."

The man's voice was a bit loud this time, and Tong Junyan was already close to them. He was a little unhappy when he heard what the man said: "Forget it, Rui'er, why should a person like this care about him? He's covered in copper. Smell, let’s go.”

"Humph, don't be shameless. As long as you dare to leave, don't blame me for not giving you face. You don't want to stay in No. 3 Middle School anymore, right?" The man yelled loudly when he saw Yan Rui was about to leave.