Personal security

Chapter 64: I just want to lend you a shoulder to lean on

The implication of Zhao Jianhui's words was to tell Deputy District Chief Pan, I'm sorry, I have saved you face just now. It's your son who didn't grasp it himself, so you can't blame me.

Deputy District Chief Pan smiled bitterly and fixed his eyes on Wang Zhongzhi. Wang Zhongzhi smiled and said to Zhao Jianhui: "Secretary Zhao, we will do whatever class you want to take. Let them take notes first. No matter how you handle this matter, you have to give me face later. Even if you come to Shicheng, Tell me, I'll treat you to lunch..."

As soon as he said this, Zhao Jianhui understood. It seemed that Lao Wang had a good relationship with Deputy District Chief Pan. But in order to take care of his own face, Lao Wang did not ask him to stop pursuing Pan Xiaoan. Should he save his face for Lao Wang?

After Zhao Jianhui hesitated for a moment, Deputy District Chief Pan immediately expressed his position: "Secretary Zhao, my son really failed to live up to his expectations. He will bear whatever responsibility he deserves. Even if he is killed, I won't feel sorry for him." , but please give me a favor at noon. We are in Yuhua District. How can we ask Secretary Wang to treat me? This meal is mine anyway. "

"Hmph, you have to take good care of your son. If it's an afternoon like this, he will suffer a big loss sooner or later. Wen Jing, let's go..." The most important thing in officialdom is the issue of face. I followed up a member of the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee and the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Committee. The deputy district chief accompanied him with a smile and respected him. Dongfang Wenjing was not harmed at all. It would appear that he was too petty if he continued to pursue this matter.

Therefore, Zhao Jianhui greeted Dongfang Wenjing to leave the police station, which meant that he would no longer pursue the case. Dongfang Wenjing snorted and silently followed Zhao Jianhui out. Wang Zhongzhi sighed softly and glared at Pan Xiaoan hatefully: "You, you simply don't want to live long. If it weren't for the two faces of your father and me, he would have no room for you even if he shot you on the spot. Sue them. You are really brave!"

"What? Secretary Wang, you have always said that you want me to straighten my posture. Could it be that this person..." Before Deputy District Chief Pan finished speaking, Wang Zhongzhi snorted: "You, you don't know that you, the Deputy District Chief, are doing this..." What are you paying attention to? Go back and find out what happened in Pengzhou City recently and you will understand."

After Wang Zhongzhi finished speaking, he quickly turned around and chased after him. Just now, Deputy District Chief Pan said that inviting guests was an attitude. If he was really asked to treat guests, Zhao Jianhui would probably overturn the table, but he could not be careless in what he should express.

"Thank you, Secretary Wang. If you hadn't rushed here, I don't know how I would have been bullied to death." Zhao Jianhui said to Wang Zhongzhi, half jokingly and half sarcastically. Wang Zhongzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Brother, I've learned a lesson about your mouth. What do you think? If you want something to eat, I'll treat you to lunch today."

"I'd better ask you. I'll have to trouble you later to get my friend's car back from the traffic police." Zhao Jianhui recalled that Jiang Nan had just asked Dongfang Wenjing and found out that her car had been seized by the traffic police. This was naturally another good thing done by Pan Xiaoan. However, the second boy I typed was not a light person. Although I did not send him directly to prison, I am afraid that this boy will be even more uncomfortable when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

"What you said is unreasonable. I'll call them right now and ask them to bring the car back, but you have to ask me to treat you to lunch." Wang Zhongzhi said with a smile.

"Then, it's better for me to be respectful than to obey." Zhao Jianhui saw that Wang Zhongzhi was sincere and nodded in agreement.

By the time a few people finished their meal, Dongfang Wenjing's driver had already driven back. Wang Zhongzhi said he had to go to work in the afternoon, so he got into the car and left first. Zhao Jianhui asked Dongfang Wenjing: "Why did you come to Shicheng? If there is nothing urgent, come with me to Pengzhou for a few days. Sister Qiu Yu, I will It’s probably time to arrive.”

Dongfang Wenjing's nose felt sore, and she thought to herself that I have been staying in Pengzhou and Shicheng for a month, and you don't know?

"No need, the company has expanded its voice in Shicheng. I may come here often in the future. This time I have something to do back at the Shanghai headquarters. When will Sister Ye come over? If it's too late, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave today. " Dongfang Wenjing glanced at Zhao Jianhui and said with a somewhat complicated mood.

This glance actually made Zhao Jianhui look a little dazed. Dongfang Wenjing is very beautiful today. Her long hair is dyed a light golden color, her eyes are a little melancholy, as if there are tears, and she is wearing a red short-sleeved shirt. , a little bit of lace, the two buttons on it seem to be covered by her plump She is so full and proud that her buttocks are very plump in pure white pants (women who dare to wear pure white pants in summer must have very beautiful legs. Without this confidence, ordinary girls would not dare to Wear) The fresh scent of perfume soothes Zhao Jianhui's sense of smell from time to time. With such a woman standing next to him, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel his heart beating faster.

"Let's go, find a place to sit, and I'll leave when Sister Ye comes." Dongfang Wenjing also noticed Zhao Jianhui's eyes, rolled her eyes at him, and said in a cold voice.

"...I, let's find a hotel to rest first. I see that you don't look very good. Maybe you were surprised..." Dongfang Wenjing was stunned by his words and thought for a few seconds before replying. : "That's it, you lead the way."

There was no easy road to follow. There was a hotel called Heng'an Building not far from the restaurant where we ate. Two people walked in front, followed by two cars behind.

Zuo Linlin opened three rooms because there were five of them in total, three men and two women. Dongfang Wenjing and Zuo Linlin shared a room, Li Tao and Dongfang Wenjing's driver shared a room, and Zhao Jianhui happened to have a room for himself.

However, when Zhao Jianhui used the room card to open the door, Dongfang Wenjing actually followed him, completely ignoring Zuo Linlin's ambiguous eyes, and whispered: "Would you like to come to your room to welcome me? If it's inconvenient, forget it. "She's still so cool.

Li Tao didn't know whether he heard it or not. Anyway, he didn't even dare to glance over here. When the door opened, this kid got into his room faster than a rabbit.

Zhao Jianhui was stunned immediately, not knowing what Dongfang Wenjing wanted to do. Seeing that he didn't answer, Dongfang Wenjing said coldly: "Why, it's inconvenient? Then I'll go..."

"How could it be? I'm just surprised?" Zhao Jianhui quickly opened the door and made a gesture of invitation. Looking at the beautiful Dongfang Wenjing, for some reason, maybe it was the melancholy look in her eyes, Zhao Jianhui always had the urge to hold her in his arms.

Although the red line between men and women has not been crossed at all, ambiguous things have happened two or three times. Whenever she thinks of the scene that happened in Jack's room, Dongfang Wenjing can't help but feel a fever on her face. , not to mention that time at Longxing Hotel, it is even more embarrassing to think about it.

This time, she walked into the same room with him again. Although she looked calm on the outside, Dongfang Wenjing's new life was actually in chaos.

"Are you in a bad mood? It seems that you are not completely frightened, but that you have something on your mind. It's better to take a rest first..." Zhao Jianhui looked at Dongfang Wenjing and advised.

She didn't answer, walked into the room and sat directly on the bed. "Let's do this, you on this bed and I on this bed, let's all lie down for a while." Zhao Jianhui continued to suggest. She shook her head silently, and Zhao Jianhui lit a cigarette and sat on the other bed: "How are you doing during this time? Don't be too tired at work."

At this time, she finally spoke: "Don't be so nice to me. I know you are married and I know what I should do..."

Dongfang Wenjing's words made Zhao Jianhui shocked. He didn't know how to continue communicating with the beautiful girl in front of him.

"Well, you have a good rest." Zhao Jianhui gritted his teeth, "I'll get a room across the way. If you need anything, call me..." After finishing his cigarette, Zhao Jianhui stood up and prepared to go out.

"Wait a minute..." She covered her face with her hands and suddenly started crying.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but stop. Seeing that the beautiful Dongfang Wenjing looked so weak and charming at this time, his heart seemed to be broken.

He slowly approached her, gently touched her hair, and said softly: "What's wrong, you're in such a bad mood? Is it a business matter or a personal problem?" Dongfang Wenjing suddenly hugged Zhao Jianhui's waist, She nestled her head on his chest and cried harder.

Zhao Jianhui was really a little stupid: "Stop crying. If you cry again, the waiter will call the police. You won't be so cruel and want me to go to jail..." I don't know if Zhao Jianhui's words are a bit humorous. After hearing this, Dongfang Wenjing, He lightly hit him on the shoulder, "Fuck you, who wants to get you caught..."

Zhao Jianhui touched her face lovingly: "I don't know what you think, but I believe you are a good woman, and I also hope you can believe me..."

Dongfang Wenjing nodded and quickly shook his head: "Don't say anything, I just want to lend you a shoulder to lean on now." Zhao Jianhui stood motionless in front of Dongfang Wenjing like a tire, Dongfang Wenjing couldn't help but look up. He raised a face and said, "You are pretending to be tall. How can you be relied upon by someone like you?"

Zhao Jianhui smiled sheepishly and slowly sat on the bed made by Dongfang Wenjing. Dongfang Wenjing leaned over gently and pressed her head tightly on Zhao Jianhui's shoulder.