Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

Although Ji Xiaotao is tall and slender, especially with a thin waist, which makes her look like a delicate and fragile beauty, she has considerable strength in her hands.

Especially the clever use of force by the thumb and middle finger. Even with just a slight twist, Li Weijun still grimaced in pain. After breaking free in anger, he explained in a bad mood.

He really felt that Ji Xiaotao seemed to have grown up in a honey pot, doing things regardless of the occasion or place, and was a little too free and easy.

Apart from anything else, at this critical moment, many comrades in the newspaper office who are enjoying the cool in the shade are gossiping, saying things like vixen, vixen, emotional disputes and other work style issues. Isn't this like handing a knife to someone?

Those who work in news propaganda are all good at speaking silver tongues and twisting right and wrong. Now that I am not well-known, I probably won't be able to produce any useful content. These newspaper workers can only serve as a topic of conversation and joke after dinner, and make a few ridicules.

But before long, when I become famous in the Libyan World Olympics, I will be at the center of public attention. If someone who wants to attract attention and become famous quickly exaggerates what happened today and makes it public, it will be a big deal.

Li Weijun has always been a person who dislikes trouble. He hates all trouble and things that may bring trouble.

But Ji Xiaotao is heartless and does things rashly without any consideration or thought.

"You mean, Ji Xiaotao was the one who said those nonsense things to me over the phone in Shanghai last time. How come she has come to Beijing? Could it be that she has other intentions..."

A hint of doubt flashed across Ji Xiaotao's pretty face. She remembered that at that time, the two of them had even made an appointment to fight each other to determine the winner.

Could it be that Ji Xiaotao is also a decisive and extraordinary woman, and she really wants to have a real sword duel...

Fortunately, Li Weijun came quickly to inform me of the news, otherwise if I hadn't been prepared, even though I am beautiful and intelligent, I probably wouldn't have been able to withstand it. As the saying goes, it's easy to dodge a spear, but hard to guard against an arrow from the dark, this is the truth.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiaotao guiltily touched the spot where Li Weijun had been pinched, and said with concern: "Ah, so you rushed to the newspaper office all for my sake. It's my fault that I pinched you without asking for the reason in time. Does it hurt? Do you need some safflower oil to apply it..."

"Safflower oil? This isn't a case of bruises or injuries, why would you use safflower oil? Stop talking nonsense. Besides, Jiang Xifeng is originally from the capital, okay? She came to Shanghai just to visit relatives. It won't have a good impact here. Come in the car with me first, and we can talk in detail in the car."

Li Weijun rolled his eyes at this strange woman who changed her expression as fast as turning the pages of a book, and felt exhausted.

Sometimes, having a lot of peach blossom debts is a sin, especially when you meet someone like Ji Xiaotao who is harmless, stupid and cute, it is simply a torture in the world.

However, Ji Xiaotao obviously did not have this clear understanding. She nodded seriously and even called Zhang Yunzhen and Yi Lei to come over to eat watermelon. The two looked at each other, and after tacitly taking a piece of watermelon each, they returned to the jeep.

"This is weird. This is Ji Xiaotao's boyfriend. No wonder he smiles all day long and even the editor-in-chief doesn't care about him. It turns out that his boyfriend is so tall and handsome. Not only does he look very impressive, he even has a private car. Wow, it's much more comfortable than a bicycle."

Zhang Bijun, who had a thick braided hair, saw Ji Xiaotao leave the newspaper office early without even saying hello to the editor-in-chief. The envy and admiration in her eyes were beyond words.

I secretly glanced at Editor-in-Chief Zhang, who was always criticized as a tyrant in the newspaper, and found that this hot-tempered editor was only concerned with the peaceful life and enjoying the cool breeze.

As for Deputy Editor-in-Chief Zhou, who was squatting in a corner and watching silently, he watched his men leave as if no one was around, and then looked at Editor-in-Chief Zhang who also turned a blind eye. He felt nothing in his heart, and even wanted to laugh.

The temple is small but the demons are strong; the water is shallow but there are many gods. If they really meet someone they cannot afford to offend, the editors will feel very aggrieved. Ji Xiaotao, who was born in a famous family, left without saying goodbye. Even if he pulled his and the editor's beards before leaving, the two of them would still not dare to fart.

After watching the few people leave, Jiang Xifeng, who had been unable to hold back her excitement on the rattan chair, put down the book in her hand helplessly and glanced at Aunt Zhao who had a kind face beside her.

He asked in confusion, "Aunt Zhao, this was a good time for me to question her. In front of so many comrades, I wanted to embarrass that girl and humiliate her. It was such a good opportunity, why didn't you agree?"

Aunt Zhao let go of Jiang Xifeng's hand and said wisely, "Xifeng, Aunt Zhao, I have seen this before. Men are like springs. If you really like Li Weijun and want to hold him tightly in your hands, then listen to Aunt Zhao. Think twice before doing anything and do the right thing at the right time."

"What do you mean? We just had such a good opportunity, how could we not take advantage of it? I really want to ask her what the little bitch did during my stay in Shanghai."

Jiang Xifeng seemed very depressed. She almost stood up several times and had a head-on fight with Ji Xiaotao, a real sword duel between knights.

But he couldn't bear it and was stopped several times by Aunt Zhao who was observing nearby. Although Aunt Zhao is nearly 60 years old, she has thoroughly learned various health care methods such as Ba Duan Jin, Tai Chi, and even Wu Qin Xi over the years.

Jiang Xifeng, who had not exercised for many years and had a weak physique, was naturally no match for him. She could not break free and could only give up in disappointment.

"Look at what you said, Xifeng. You are still young. Think about it. If you and Ji Xiaotao fall out and fight in public, where will Li Weijun's face be? Besides, quarreling won't solve the problem. You have to make appropriate sacrifices. Be willing to give up. Only by giving up can you gain. If you keep being aggressive, it will be counterproductive."

Aunt Zhao sighed with deep emotion, and after pulling Jiang Xifeng out of the newspaper office, she watched Li Weijun's jeep speeding along.

He made a meaningful suggestion, "Wait, let's go to the courtyard to find Li Weijun. Remember not to act out of control, but act calm and composed. No matter how anxious you are, you need to keep your aura steady, especially when talking to that girl. You need to appear magnanimous and show your greatness. This way, the pretty girl will surely lose her composure. As for what just happened at the newspaper office, don't talk about it yourself, but hint at ways to show that you have compromised. Needless to say, Li Weijun is very smart and knows everything..."