Personal security

Chapter 9: Other women are like dirt

Xiang Guodong looked at the man in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Okay, don't say any more. Whether you want to deal with Tian Minjun or Wang Zhanjiang, I can tell you what happened. Do you think I want that pair of dogs?" Do men and women live freely? I just hope you can keep your word..."

The man was stunned for a moment, then suddenly laughed happily.

It is actually very convenient to talk to smart people. It is obvious that this guy is not only smart, but also has a bit of manliness now. The hatred for killing one's father is irreconcilable, and the hatred for taking away one's wife is a great shame for a man. How can one be considered a man if one does not avenge such hatred? From now on, forget about squatting to urinate.

Taking the materials handed over by Sun Liyun, Zhao Jianhui smiled with satisfaction: "Haha, I knew you had chosen the right person to entrust this matter to you. When I asked that guy Tu Xiong to transfer you back, he was a little unhappy. You think I look down on him. Do you think he can handle this matter so neatly? It's okay to let him do things like killing people and fighting, but he can't do such delicate work."

"Hey, I said you don't praise people like this? You're doing this in front of Xiao Qing." Xiao Qing, who was sitting on the sofa aside, rolled her eyes at him: "You are you and I am me, don't make trouble with me. ." Tu Xiong lowered his head and said nothing.

Tu Xiong was addicted to playing in the capital and didn't want to go back, but Xiao Qing was a little homesick, and the two were having a quarrel over this matter. In fact, Zhao Jianhui knew very well what kind of attention that guy was paying. He just wanted to take advantage of the opportunity in the capital to win over Xiao Qing. Unfortunately, Xiao Qing seemed to be very assertive and just asked Tu Xiong to kiss and hug him, but he never He was not allowed to take another step beyond the bounds, but he was still staring at him, which made this guy so distracted that he even had a blister on his mouth.

"Haha, Xiaoqing, how is the thing I asked you to do?" Zhao Jianhui ignored Tu Xiong's tired look and turned to ask Xiaoqing who was sitting aside.

"Well, they're all here. You can see for yourself." As she said that, Xiao Qing handed over a small black hard-cover notebook, which recorded the number of people that Zhao Jianhui asked her to count every day at Feilong Hotel. Based on this, she can infer Although the hotel's turnover is not very accurate, it is not far from the real situation.

Zhao Jianhui took a cursory look and closed the book, shook his head and said, "As expected, the discrepancy here is huge."

Xiao Qing rolled her eyelids, looked at Zhao Jianhui and said, "Of course, this is only the turnover of catering and guest rooms, not including bathing centers and nightclubs."

Zhao Jianhui nodded: "It seems I have to talk to that Xu Manli first."

Hearing this, Tu Xiongzhong finally found the topic. "Hey, I see, that Xu Manli's brows turned into a big pimple when she heard your name. I'm afraid you won't be able to talk to her. Don't think that you have always been successful with women. I see that this time you It’s so tough..."

Zhao Jianhui said with a smile: "If I can't do it, who can? Can you? Then go ahead..."

"Hey, I'll go? Of course I'm better than you... What are you talking about? I have to accompany Xiaoqing on the street, so I don't have time to mind your business. Besides, who am I, Tu Xiong? Women are...that...like dung, I have never You won’t notice it, right? Xiaoqing?” Fortunately, his mind changed quickly, so he was glared at by Xiaoqing, and then he heard Xiaoqing cry softly: “Tu Xiong, come with me, I have something to ask you..."

Tu Xiong's face turned dark immediately.

Seeing the "happy" wry smile on Tu Xiong's face, Zhao Jianhui and Sun Liyun couldn't help but glance at each other, thinking that between two people, whether it was affection, tenderness or erotic punishment, it might be a manifestation of deep affection. The taste of it cannot be understood by others, and it is really not enough for outsiders to understand.

Seeing Xiaoqing grabbing Tu Xiong's ear before he even walked out of the room, Sun Liyun couldn't help laughing, and Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile.

After getting the first-hand information, Zhao Jianhui wanted to talk to Xu Manli to find out how the profit that Feilong Hotel turned over to the office every month was determined. 170,000, which is almost ten times less than the actual profit. If this is the case, it is better to rent out the hotel or simply rent out such a building. The rent for a thirty-three-story building will not be only 100 a year. One hundred thousand yuan?

Just as he was about to call Xu Manli, he took out his cell phone and it suddenly rang. She looked at the number and saw that it was Wu Fengjiao calling. After answering the call, she heard Wu Fengjiao ask: "Director Zhao, I heard that you are also in the hotel? Several leaders from the development zone came over to do things. I heard that Director Dong is sick. I went to the hospital to see Director Dong first. We just arrived at the hotel. You have to hide and help me accompany me during the lunch..."

The secretary and owner of the development zone are both at the department level. Generally, those who can sit in this position are cadres with potential for advancement. The room for further promotion is indeed much greater than that of people in the office. Maybe one day they will become provincial officials. It is not impossible for the leader of an important department to directly rise to the position of deputy governor.

But regardless of whether they will be promoted to a certain position, we are all cadres of the same level, so there is no harm in becoming familiar with each other. Ever since Zhao Jianhui helped Wu Fengjiao with two things, Wu Fengjiao had obviously regarded Zhao Jianhui as one of her own. Although he may not have decided in his heart to follow Zhao Jianhui, a young man who is more than ten years younger than himself, but there is still no problem in treating him as someone he can get close to. By making this call, it was obvious that he wanted to make good friends with Zhao Jianhui.

In a private room on the sixth floor of the hotel, five or six people were already surrounding the round table. When Zhao Jianhui came in, several people stood up. Wu Fengjiao introduced both parties with a smile.

"This young talent is Zhao Jianhui, Director Zhao from our office. Director Zhao, this is Director Zhao from the development zone..." At this point, she laughed herself: "I didn't think of it just now, both of you. The surname is Zhao, and they are both directors. It’s really hard to distinguish between them, so you can make up your own mind.”

Director Zhao in the development zone is over forty years old. He wears a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his chubby face looks like a cultured person. He stretched out his chubby hands and shook hands with Zhao Jian and laughed together: "I have heard of Director Zhao's name for a long time, but it's a pity that I didn't get to meet him. Today I finally got what I wanted. Since we are all named Zhao, I'm fat and you're thin. When we call you, you can call me Fat Director Zhao, or you can just call me Fat Director. If you call me Director Zhao, you can call me thin Director Zhao."

Zhao Jianhui also laughed when he said this, thinking that this man was very careful. Indeed, both my surname and his are Zhao. It would be inappropriate to call him Director Zhao, Director Zhao, or Director Zhao, or Director Xiao Zhao. Although I don’t care, calling him this way could easily lead others to think that he is a much older director than me. This can easily lead to misunderstandings in officialdom.

But this person who immediately thought of distinguishing the two Director Zhaos by their body shape was a careful person who was well versed in the rules of officialdom.

Wu Fengjiao then introduced several other people to Zhao Jianhui, including Deputy Director Zhang of the development zone and Director Niu of the development zone's Beijing office. What surprised Zhao Jianhui the most was that the skinny old man in his fifties at the table turned out to be The owner of a private enterprise from the provincial capital was named Bai Lianqi, one was his driver Xiao Zhang, and the last young man wearing a dark blue suit was his marketing manager Ma Dezhi.

It seems that Xiao Zhang should be Boss Bai's personal person, otherwise he would never be in front of Manager Ma on his own. But looking at the seating position and the order of introductions, Manager Ma was ranked behind Xiao Zhang, but there was no look of "grievance" on his face.

The main seat inside is still empty, obviously reserved for Zhao Jianhui. Zhao Jianhui sat over without being allowed to do so. The guest of honor on his left was Director Zhao from the development zone, and the deputy guest of honor on his right was Boss Bai. Zhao Jianhui originally thought that Wu Fengjiao would be the deputy director's companion, but he didn't know that she was sitting next to Deputy Director Zhang, and it was unknown who the deputy director's companion's position would be vacant for.

It didn't take long for this question to be revealed by Xu Manli who came in.

Today, Xu Manli wears a thin leather down jacket with large lapels, a black belt of the same color rolled up into a bow and tied loosely around her waist, and a black turtleneck sweater underneath that is zipped down to the neck. The lower body is made of black leather cuffed shorts. There are two slumped pockets in the front. There are also two decorative zippers installed on the pockets. Two shining stainless steel rings hang from the zipper heads. The round stockings are wrapped in black stockings. She has slender legs and wears a pair of high leather boots of the same leather.

Her delicate fair face, high-knot hair in a bun as delicate as a flower, and platinum earrings dangling from her ears made her look youthful, beautiful, and infinitely cool. Her plump breasts trembled slightly when she walked and sat down, showing that she was real; her round ass was tightly wrapped in narrow leather shorts, and as her body twisted gracefully, the two breasts on the shorts The stainless steel hanging ring made a clanging sound.

The two directors of the development zone seemed to be very familiar with Xu Manli. When they saw him coming in, they greeted her with a smile. Wu Fengjiao introduced her, Boss Bao and others again. Xu Manli greeted several people generously, and took the initiative to extend her hand and shake hands with five people including the driver. Then everyone sat down again. The waiter in a half-breasted trousers and jacket started serving wine and dishes like a butterfly.

Seeing that the person sitting opposite her was the young Director Zhao who she didn't know whether to be angry or hateful about, and who kept looking at her with eyes, Xu Manli cursed angrily in her heart, with a look of disdain on her face. Humph, all the stinky men look the same. I thought you were some kind of gentleman. Didn’t you look at me with the same look as that Zhang Feng?

While eating and chatting at the banquet, Zhao Jianhui found out the purpose of the other party's visit to Beijing. Boss Bai was planning to build a factory in the development zone through a joint venture with an American foreign businessman. However, after the investment intention was signed, the approval document from the National Development and Reform Commission could not be obtained for a long time. On this trip, the two owners of the development zone personally took action, taking Boss Bai and carrying the money box to the capital to find connections.