Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 101 How does it feel to scratch the palm of your hand?

When Song Tiegang said that Lao Zheng was good, Wang Zijun couldn't help but laugh. This gangster guy really has a talent for humor. What he said sounded like a leader.

"Young man, please remember my words!" Song Tiegang glanced at Wang Zijun, then raised the collar of his windbreaker and strode outside the store. Qi Laoer and others had been waiting behind him for a long time.

They followed him, shouting and crowding.

As for the policemen like Lao Zheng, they had no intention of staying any longer at this time. When leaving, Lao Zheng gave Wang Zijun a sympathetic smile and comforted him: "Little brother, your arm can't twist your thigh, so you can lose money and avoid disaster!"

Wang Zijun looked at Lao Zheng's wrinkled face and nodded lightly. Although Lao Zheng and others obviously defended their shortcomings, Wang Zijun also understood that it was no wonder them. The police were also human beings, ordinary people with worldly ethics.

, taste the warmth and coldness of the world, as a subordinate who can still get to the scene, what can they do?

Seeing that everyone had dispersed, Wang Zijun turned to Qin Hongjin and said, "Hongjin, let's take stock of today's turnover. Then, let's go celebrate. We just opened today, how about a good start?"

Qin Hongjin was startled by Wang Zijun's proposal. She never expected that before this wave passed and she was still in shock, Wang Zijun would think of the celebration as if nothing had happened.

"This..." Qin Hongjin pondered, noncommittal.

"It's okay, there is no obstacle that cannot be overcome, and there is no river that cannot be crossed! As long as I am here, what are you afraid of?" Wang Zijun saw that Qin Hongjin was a little depressed, and comforted him with warm words.

Qin Hongjin looked at Wang Zijun's calm appearance and said nothing. Although she didn't have much contact with Wang Zijun, Qin Hongjin was willing to believe him from the bottom of her heart. She regarded him as a tree, with a smile on her face.

There was an awe-inspiring look in her eyes, yet she was extremely kind and easy-going.

After experiencing a disaster, there was a deeper sense of happiness for ordinary life. The staff who were originally preparing to celebrate no longer had the previous expectations and passion. After Qin Hongjin announced that the celebration had begun, the only sound that sounded was

There was a sparse round of applause.

"Ding bell..." The phone rang. After Qin Hongjin said hello, she handed the phone to Wang Zijun.

"Hey, it's Uncle Zhang, I'm Wang Zijun." Wang Zijun said happily after hearing Zhang Songnian's words.

"Zijun, I am your Uncle Zhang. I was just looking for you. My uncle has dealt with that boy seriously about the incident at the hospital. If we don't deal with it, it won't be enough to reassure the people!" Zhang Songnian was very polite to Wang Zijun, although the two of them

People are generally called uncle and nephew, but the one who occupies the dominant position is obviously Wang Zijun.

After a few polite words with Zhang Songnian, Wang Zijun directly brought the topic to Song Tiegang. Zhang Songnian, who had been so generous at first, felt a little embarrassed when he heard that it was about Song Tiegang.

"Zijun, this Song Tiegang is a desperado and is difficult to deal with. He has more than a hundred capable subordinates. Unless you have to, it's better not to provoke him!"

Listening to Zhang Songnian's accent, Wang Zijun had a new understanding of Song Tiegang's energy. He nodded lightly and stopped talking.

"Zijun, if not, I will make arrangements at noon tomorrow to see if Song Tiegang can give me some face." Zhang Songnian said again after pondering for a while. But at this time, his tone was no longer as before.

The winning ticket is within your grasp.

"Then I'll trouble Uncle Zhang." Although Wang Zijun didn't know what this piece of Songnian could accomplish, he still expressed his gratitude to him.

Wang Zijun took out a cigarette and lit it. The faint smoke slowly enveloped Wang Zijun, and a chill flashed in his eyes.

"Beep..."

The call was dialed after a while, and Wang Zijun who dialed the phone said enthusiastically: "Aunt Zhao, I am Zijun. Please tell my uncle that I want to visit him tomorrow..."

Since there are no customers in the supermarket, it is easier to keep inventory. In just half an hour, the messy checkout counter was cleaned up.

"Let's go." Qin Hongjin came to Wang Zijun's side and said softly. At this time, she had regained her composure, but in her flashing eyes, she seemed to have made up her mind.

Wang Zijun was thinking about something and didn't pay attention to Qin Hongjin's performance. Under the leadership of Qin Hongjin, Wang Zijun and the middle-level managers of the supermarket came to the hotel lobby that had been booked long ago.

More than a dozen tables of food have been laid out. Although everyone said words of encouragement to each other, the atmosphere was somewhat cold, like a dark cloud. Compared with these people, Qin Hongjin was holding a wine glass and toasting, as if nothing had happened.

, under the leadership of Qin Hongjin, this party finally had a festive atmosphere.

An hour later, the meal was over and the staff left in twos and threes. Only Wang Zijun and Qin Hongjin were left outside the hotel.

Looking at Qin Hongjin who was walking unsteadily, Wang Zijun frowned, but still asked with concern: "Where do you live? I'll take you home."

"Go home? No, I won't go home. Where in the world is my home? I won't go back!"

Qin Hongjin always felt that there was something invisible about Wang Zijun that attracted her deeply! As soon as she heard that Wang Zijun was going to send her home, her soft eyes immediately seemed to have encountered ice and snow, and her eyes were frozen to death. Her heart was frozen.

Under the dejection, he became a little irritable, and angrily pulled his long hair away, smiled charmingly, and asked coquettishly and angrily: "Prince, do you think I am beautiful?"

Qin Hongjin is certainly a beauty. She is extremely stunning and unforgettable. Her skin is so fragile and she has the faint smell of lavender all over her body. She is inherently gorgeous, and her face is red at this moment.

It became more and more touching. Facing the drunken and hazy Qin Hongjin, Wang Zijun couldn't help but feel a little distraught.

"Beautiful, indeed very beautiful!" Wang Zijun thought for a while and then told the truth.

"Prince, I like you. From the first moment I saw you, I fell in love with you! Tonight, I beg you to accompany me, okay?"

Qin Hongjin's drunken eyes were like waves, and there was a faint glimmer in his eyes, which was charming under the light. He couldn't help but stretched out a weak and boneless hand, playfully scratched the prince's palm, and threw himself at the prince desperately.

In your arms!

The moment Wang Zijun hugged her tightly, Qin Hongjin felt mixed emotions in her heart, and her heart was trembling. She hugged Wang Zijun tightly with both hands, and seemed to hear Wang Zijun's heartbeat like a drum, and felt the burning heat in his chest.

Lying on his broad shoulders, I cried with joy...