Personal security

Chapter 9: Dead

Yan Ruirui pouted and said, "You two are chatting so well, do you think I am a light bulb? Brother Zhao, you call her Lingling, but you also have to call me Ruirui. I am also 24 years old this year. Hey, Lingling, who is older between the two of us? My birthday is May 16th."

Lin Xuanling was slightly stunned, looked at Yan Ruirui and asked, "Are you serious? My birthday is also May 16th."

"Really? That's really a coincidence. But I don't know what time I was born, what should I do?" Yan Ruirui said, biting her lower lip, as if this was a very important question, and she couldn't even eat without knowing it.

Zhao Jianhui smiled, of course he couldn't express any opinions on such issues that girls were concerned about, and pointed the fork at a piece of salmon on the plate and stabbed it.

He had just put a piece of salmon into his mouth when the phone in his pocket rang. After answering the phone, I heard Dongfang Wenying's voice saying, "Have you come? I'm in room 3501. If you don't come today, I'll be very embarrassed. I'll wait for you for half an hour. If you don't show up, I'll jump out of the window."

Hearing her say the same thing as in the morning and then hang up the phone, Zhao Jianhui shook his head again with a smile, thinking, does it really have anything to do with me whether you jump or not? I'm afraid that even if you don't jump off the building, you're not living a happy life, right?

Looking at the two girls around him still whispering about who is the elder sister and who is the younger sister, Zhao Jianhui smiled and said, "You guys discuss it slowly, I still have something to do." As he stood up, he put a piece of grilled beef from the plate into his mouth. If I had known that this woman had asked me out in the guest room, I should have eaten before coming.

"Are you coming back? I see you don't look like you've had your meal, otherwise we'll wait for you, anyway, there's nothing to do." Lin Xuanling stood up and said to Zhao Jianhui. Yan Ruirui said, "I promised to have supper last night. If you don't come back, I won't leave. We'll all be waiting for you here."

Zhao Jianhui shook his head, "It's about work. I have to meet a very important person, but I don't know when I can come back."

The two of them nodded firmly, "Go ahead, we'll be waiting here." After walking a dozen steps from their seats, they looked back and saw that Lin Xuanling, Jing'er, and Yan Ruirui were still staring at them. Seeing him looking back, they waved.

In the big room of 3501, Dongfang Wenying was wearing loose white pajamas. After calling Zhao Jianhui, she started to dress up. She had just taken a shower and washed away her evening dress. She applied a light lipstick, drew eyebrows, and put some pink nail polish on her nails. Finally, she sprinkled some perfume on her hands, neck, hair, chest, abdomen, and thighs.

Sitting in front of the mirror, looking at the beautiful, charming and stunning beauty in the mirror, her heart began to beat wildly.

What am I doing? Why am I so excited? This is not a date waiting for him. Is it because this bastard is a high-ranking official and I must get his help? Or is it because this man who looks not annoying at all happens to hold the power to make herself comfortable or miserable?

What a risky game! She knew very well that the guy didn't really want to possess her or get her, but she still dressed up beautifully and waited for his arrival in the room. In her handbag, there was a check for 5,000.

Is it okay not to come? The mall is like a battlefield, and she has no other choice due to the situation. Even if she is willing to come now, she is still worried whether others will accept it. When did I, Dongfang Wenying, fall to this point? It's really infuriating.

Thinking about the scene of seeing Min Rou in Dongfang Group today, she gnashed her teeth in hatred. That bitch not only refused to give me a penny, but also wanted to settle the management fees and profits that should be turned over to me over the years. I said that Dongfang Jianzong is a joint-stock company with ** legal person status, not a subsidiary of your Dongfang Group, and the woman immediately turned her face away. She actually said that since Dongfang Jianzong is not a subsidiary of Dongfang Group, why should I give her money? Humph, she also wanted me to sign a statement to prove that Dongfang Jianzong is **.

Bah, it's a beautiful thought. Seeing that Dongfang Jianzong is in trouble now, she wants to clear herself. There is no way. Dongfang Wenjing, that little bitch, smiled and sat next to her mother. Although she didn't say a word, you can still see her gloating from the look on her face.

Mother and daughter, both are not good things. I don't know what the relationship between this Zhao Jianhui and Dongfang Wenjing is. Is he really coming back today? If he really doesn't come, can I really jump off the building?

I looked at the watch on the table. It was only ten minutes since I called him just now. He won't really not come, will he?

Alas, what's wrong with me, is it fear or a little bit excited? Dongfang Wenying looked at her snow-white and tender, extremely beautiful long nails, and sighed deeply, really confused.

Just as she was hesitating, someone suddenly knocked on the door of the room. She calmed down her mind, mustered up her courage, and went to open the door with her snow-white bare feet in slippers. While walking, she quietly pulled down the collar of her pajamas with her hands.

As soon as she opened the door a crack, a foot wearing a black cloth shoe inserted in and pushed the door open. The person who flashed in was a man in his thirties with short hair.

"You, who are you? Did you go to the wrong door?" Dongfang Wenying raised the collar of her pajamas in surprise and asked.

"I didn't go to the wrong door, Miss Dongfang. Mr. Zhang asked me to come. He asked me to give this to you." As the man spoke, he took out a small bottle that seemed to contain butane gas from his trouser pocket.

"That Mr. Zhang...oh, what is this?" Dongfang Wenying suddenly understood that there was only one person who knew what he was doing in this room at this time, and that person was Zhang Mingyang, who was also the Zhang Mingyang mentioned by the man in front of him. gentlemen.

What is this? Why did he ask someone to send this?

Just when Dongfang Wenying was puzzled, the man suddenly laughed: "Haha, as for what this is, you will know soon." As he spoke, he pressed a button on the top of the vial. As a faint mist sprayed over, Dongfang Wenying fell to the ground without even having a chance to shout.

The man quickly picked up Dongfang Wenying's body. Two minutes later, he came out of the room. He just gently opened the door with a napkin in his hand, but did not lock the door. At this time, the elevator happened to be facing the corridor. A man inside who was dressed almost exactly like him waved to him, and the man quickly ran into the elevator.

At two minutes to eight o'clock, Zhao Jianhui took the elevator down to the 35th floor and walked towards the room No. 3501 that Dongfang Wenying mentioned. What surprised him was that the door of 3501 was ajar but not closed. Zhao Jianhui clasped his fingers and knocked lightly on the door twice, and called again. When no one answered, he opened the door and walked in.

"Dongfang Wenjing, what are you doing? If you don't agree, I'll leave." There was no one in the living room, and the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but chuckled to himself, and looked at the neatly folded things in the room. A pair of women's clothes, he couldn't help but shook his head, smiled and walked to the sofa and sat down. "Women! I like stinky beauty at any time."

The sound of water running in the bathroom keeps coming...

Zhao Jianhui had not been sitting on the sofa for long when he heard a woman's voice at the door asking: "Sorry to excuse you, can we come in?"

Zhao Jianhui stood up from the sofa, took a few steps forward, and saw a waiter in a crimson uniform standing in front of the door. Behind her, there was a man also wearing a hotel uniform. Seeing Zhao Jianhui, the waitress smiled and said, "I'm sorry, sir, we have to go in and check the bathroom in this room now. The guests below complained that the room you live in is leaking."

"Oh? Really? In fact, this is not the room I live in. I just came here. Someone is using the bathroom, maybe taking a shower. Actually, I don't know. You can go in and see for yourself." Zhao Jianhui said, Just got out of the way.

The waitress hesitated for a moment, and then asked sheepishly: "I'm sorry, sir, can you let your friend come out first? Otherwise, you have to tell me whether the person inside is male or female, and I didn’t go in, but he went in to check, and I didn’t know where the water was leaking.”

"Oh...then you should go in and talk about it. This guest and I are not very close friends...but, I know she is a woman." Zhao Jianhui also felt funny, thinking that this little girl is not I'm stupid enough to ask whether the person taking a shower is a man or a woman.

When the waiter heard that there was a lady inside, he looked at Zhao Jianhui very understandingly and thought to himself, "How can you stay in the same room if you don't know each other well?" Could it be that they hooked up online again? I've seen this happen too many times, what's the matter?

So, the little girl called outside the bathroom, and the sound of water running inside continued, but no one answered. The little girl tentatively reached out and pushed the door. Unexpectedly, the bathroom door opened...

Immediately afterwards, the little girl screamed: "Ah... a dead person..."

Zhao Jianhui strode to the door and only glanced at it, feeling a little dazed.