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Chapter 10: Such a coincidence

Originally it was just a subconscious hug with both hands, but unexpectedly, this hug shocked Zhao Jianhui. A tearing pain in both arms spread to his brain, and he finally woke up completely.

When he saw his current situation clearly,... Zhao Jianhui felt as if his head was buzzing and exploding. He looked down at his body and found that his strong upper body was exposed to the air, and his strong muscles were flexed and powerful, as if coated with a layer of flowing mercury.

Fortunately, he was still wearing shorts, so it seemed that he had not really made any mistakes last night. But, where did the cowhide rope tied to his body come from?

Zhao Jianhui's eyes couldn't help but search around, but the reality disappointed him.

This is a large warehouse filled with wooden boxes or stacks of them. I can still smell a faint smell of engine oil in my nose. Although it is not very strong, it lingers at the tip of my nose, which is very lingering.

What the hell is going on? Why was I tied up? Zhao Jianhui thought hard, but with the memory of yesterday and the dream at night, he couldn't tell which part was true.

Fortunately, the current season is late summer and early autumn, and the temperature in the country's largest city in the south is still very high. Lying naked on the cement floor wearing only a pair of shorts, Zhao Jianhui didn't feel very cold.

However, when he used the combined force of his head, shoulders, waist and knees to turn over with difficulty, he was surprised to find that there was a beautiful woman lying behind him with her limbs tightly bound.

Zhao Jianhui knew this woman, she was Luo Rongguang's former Queen's Counsel Aisin Gioro Fu Di. She didn't know if she had not buttoned up the clothes on her body or if they had been unbuttoned by someone else. He knew Fu Di's character. He had always been cold and unsmiling towards others. I don’t know why I was locked up in this warehouse with her?

However, I really didn't expect that Fu Di, who was already in his thirties, could still maintain such a well-maintained figure. His pretty face was shy and charming, his skin was fair and delicate, and his figure was curvy. It was precisely because of the help of the rope that he looked even more attractive.

"Lawyer Fu... Fu Di..." Zhao Jianhui called softly twice. His mouth and tongue felt dry, and he couldn't help but stick out his tongue and lick his dry lips.

Aisin Gioro Fu's flute squeaked twice, as if he was asleep. Zhao Jianhui didn't shout anymore. He just knew from the squeak that she was still alive. Even if he woke her up now, it would not help him cope with the current predicament.

Looking at the blushing Fu Di, whose tall breasts expanded and contracted gently with his breathing, his heart seemed to suddenly calm down, and the anxiety he felt when he first woke up had disappeared like smoke. After the drunkenness passed, Zhao Jianhui's mind had returned to clarity. After all, he is a specially trained special forces soldier. When facing an enemy, the most taboo thing is to be impetuous. Zhao Jianhui knows this very well.

However, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but tremble all over during the Qingming Festival at Lingtai. Yesterday's experience suddenly poured into my mind like a flood. "It seems that this is the woman I met in the nightclub toilet..."

If he could move his hands now, Zhao Jianhui would definitely slap himself hundreds of times with his hands, and then kill himself with a knife.

Although Zhao Jianhui was drunk last night and couldn't remember what exactly happened between the two of them, but after the memory came through, he could roughly imagine what happened even with his knees.

However, he still hasn't figured out how he was tied up. Could it be that Fu Di's husband happened to catch her in bed? It’s funny just thinking about it. How could there be such a coincidence in the world?

Actually, things are not complicated. Last night, when Zhao Jianhui came out of the women's room, he happened to meet someone. That man couldn't be Fu Di's husband, because Fu Di's husband died in a car accident seven years ago when he was picking up Fu Di at the airport. Therefore, Fu Di has been living in self-blame for the past seven years and is willing to do everything for his husband. Even though she was a widow, she didn't find another man.

It can be regarded as enemies on a narrow road. When he went out, he happened to bump into Luo Bingwen who was about to enter the men's room.

Luo Bingwen was so frightened that he almost wet his pants when he saw Zhao Jianhui coming out of the women's room. After he came out of the hospital, this was the first time he entered an entertainment venue. In order to confirm to his former friends that he had not really become an eunuch, he deliberately asked for two services in front of his friends. Miss, you can’t stop touching people’s bodies.

Although the young lady was doing this, she couldn't stand Luo Bingwen's nonsense. She couldn't stand it, so she had to join forces and make him drink. Not long after entering the nightclub, this was Luo Bingwen's third time. The toilet is gone.

After meeting Zhao Jianhui, Luo Bingwen's first reaction was naturally to hide, but when he secretly stretched his head from the toilet and saw Zhao Jianhui touching the wall with his hand, drunk, he rolled his eyes and immediately had an idea...

Alas, it turns out that some of everything in the dream is not a dream. However, the heroine in the dream changed from Fu Di to his cruel girlfriend Li Fen who left him. It seems that deep down in his heart, he may not have really forgotten this woman at all.

"Um...what, what's wrong..." Fu Di's delicate voice after waking up from a sweet sleep seemed coquettish and charming, falling in Zhao Jianhui's ears, as if it had endless temptation, and he couldn't help but look at the woman beside him , but saw Aixinjueluo Fu Di's face flushed, almost gnashing his teeth as he looked at himself.

"It's you? What do you want to do?" Fu Di, who had not yet understood the truth, saw the person who bullied him at a glance, and his heart was filled with panic. I really couldn't tell whether I hated him or was angry with him, but I just wanted to bluff and calm him down first.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I was arrested just like you, what else do you think I can do?"

Fu Di opened his beautiful eyes and said sleepily: "Caught? Fa, what happened?"

Only now did he see clearly that Zhao Jianhui was lying on the ground with a rope attached to his body. She moved, and her numb limbs that were bound felt unbearable pain.

"Ah..." Aisin Gioro Fu Di opened his mouth and shouted.

Zhao Jianhui said hurriedly: "Don't scream, let's think of a way first to see how we can get out of here."

"What can I do? You should hurry up..." Fu Di twisted his body and asked with a red face.

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile bitterly: "There's nothing I can do now. You have to let me think about it slowly, right?"

"Hahaha..." Following a burst of triumphant laughter, seven or eight people walked up to Zhao Jianhui and Fu Di. The leader's hair was neatly combed, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and designer casual clothes. The black leather shoes on his feet could reflect the person's shadow.

Behind him was Li Fen, who was wearing a pink dress. Her expression was calm, far from the sad look she had when he saw her in the hospital that day.

"Luo Bingwen, it's you?" Before Zhao Jianhui could speak, Fu Di had already called out.

"Yes, it's me. Didn't you think of it? Haha, someone as capable as Mr. Zhao would also fall into my hands. Don't you think it's ridiculous? Haha..."

"Humph, he's becoming more and more like a clown." Zhao Jianhui glanced at him with disdain in the corners of his mouth. Luo Bingwen snorted, raised his foot wearing black pointed leather shoes, and kicked Zhao Jianhui hard on the stomach. "Damn it, you still keep talking when you are about to die."

Zhao Jianhui took a deep breath of air-conditioning, and of course he would not yell like in the movie: "Kill me if you dare."

If this guy is so angry that he kills him, he can only blame himself for his misfortune. Could it be that he really wants to keep his resentment and turn into a ghost to come back for revenge? That's what a fucking idiot did.

Seeing Zhao Jianhui suppressing a sound, Luo Bingwen chuckled and said, "You have the guts. However, I just don't know if Zhao Xiaoting can have the same ability as you?"

I don’t know whether it’s because of keeping a low profile or hiding wealth, but the headquarters of Rongguang Group, with a market value of hundreds of billions, is just a thirty-story blue-gray building that is not very eye-catching.

The first floor of the building is the business hall of Rongguang Investment and Development Bank, which occupies an entire floor and covers an area of ​​several hundred square meters. The second floor and above are other departments of the group company. The chairman, general manager and other senior leaders work on the 25th floor or above.

At eight o'clock in the morning, when the two graceful beauties, escorted by two powerful young men, boarded the special elevator for high-rise buildings inside, they were greeted by the eyes of the receptionist and other employees full of admiration and envy.

The two beauties are both young. The taller one looks to be around twenty-four or five years old. She has a typical oval face and is very good-looking. Her black and burgundy hair is flying behind her head. She is dressed in a... Wearing a black business suit and a pair of black high-heeled shoes, with thin shoelaces wrapped around the smooth and round ankles, the whole outfit is noble yet elegant, upright yet charming.

The other one is slightly shorter than her by two centimeters and looks younger, probably only twenty-one or twelve years old. He is also wearing a black professional suit, has a round oval face, long black hair, and black stockings. Crystal-colored high-heeled sandals make you look graceful when you walk.

These two people are the two most powerful beauties in Rongguang Group. The tall one is the executive president Dongfang Wenjing, and the slightly shorter one is the new chairman Zhao Xiaoting.

Under the gaze of everyone, the two people quickly walked into the elevator. Immediately afterwards, the elevator door closed and the indicator light came on to show the twenty-ninth floor.

The two separated after getting out of the elevator and walked into their own offices. Sitting on the large boss chair, looking at the tea that the secretary had poured five minutes ago on the table, Zhao Xiaoting couldn't help but smile. She was really not used to being taken care of so meticulously.

Maybe you can get used to it slowly? Shaking her head, Zhao Xiaoting bent down and pressed the power button. While waiting for the computer to turn on, she reached out and touched the tea cup. Being a secretary seems to be a glamorous job, but it is actually not easy. Not only do you have to do your job well, but you also have to pay attention to the boss's preferences at all times. Take the cup of tea on the table as an example. When to brew it and how much tea leaves to put in it, there is a lot of knowledge involved.

A qualified secretary can always inadvertently make the boss feel that he cannot do without her.

Rongguang Group has already implemented office automation for a long time. Even information exchange, meeting affairs, document delivery, summary reports, etc. with its subordinate companies are mostly transmitted on the Internet. Therefore, the first thing Zhao Xiaoting does after going to work is to open the company's internal webpage, browse today's schedule, and see if there are any files that need to be processed by herself.