Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

"Do you have fucking eyes that reach the sky? I wonder if I am busy. Calling me at this time makes me almost depressed! I tell you, if you encounter this kind of thing again, I will kill you!"

Although the man was stunned by the slap, he did not dare to say anything. Instead, he raised the mobile phone in his hand and said: "Master He, it is mainly the emergency call of Director Deng... Director Deng."

"What the hell are you doing? Tell me quickly!" He Bingchu was in a very unhappy mood and became furious when he picked up the phone.

"He Shao, people from the Provincial Special Operations Office have come to the police station. They insist on meeting those two people to understand the situation. Now I am dragging you, what should I do?" Director Deng didn't care anymore.

After flattering this trouble-making devil, all he could think about now was fear and uneasiness.

"You belong to his grandmother. You are a pig. Is it possible that your brain is flooded? Just don't let them see it. Just wait for me and I'll call you!" Although he was scolding, He Bingchu also knew,

It would be no good for him if the matter escalated. After hanging up the phone with Director Deng, he started calling acquaintances.

"Is it Director Li? I'm He Bingchu! Hello, brother, I want to ask you something. Which leader led the team that went to Jinxuan Street Police Station?" He Bingchu asked with a smile on his face.

road.

"Oh, it's Director Zhao. Well, brother, I'm not very familiar with Director Zhao. Please say hello to him. Director Deng of the police station is a brother of mine. Ask him to be merciful. I'll treat you tonight."

"

The answer was affirmative, which made He Bingchu feel very proud. The matter was resolved quickly.

"Dudududu"

Before he put down his cell phone, it started to scream like a **. Looking at the caller number on the phone, He Bingchu waited for a while and then slowly answered the call.

"Master He, what's going on over there? I can't hold on anymore!" Director Deng's voice was full of anxiety.

He Bingchu snorted and said angrily: "Old Deng, do you doubt my ability? As long as I promise you something, when will I become a prostitute for you? You are here like a ghost, are you bothered?

What an annoyance!"

Although He Bingchu was almost scolding, when he heard what he said, Director Deng felt as if he heard a heavenly voice. He asked with surprise: "Master He, you mean this matter has been solved? You are really a powerful person."

ah!"

"Of course, if we don't solve it, what can I tell you?" He Bingchu smiled proudly. He could play with things that would make others difficult to die. This is what Mr. He is best at. If nothing else,

To put it simply, this sense of accomplishment is an indescribable pleasure.

"Thank you, Mr. He. I know that in Donghong City, no, in Nanjiang, there is nothing that can trouble you Mr. He!" Director Deng's flattery was so good that He Bingchu felt very comfortable listening to it.

"Okay, don't say these useless things. You can accompany Director Zhao to check up. I will take care of everything. By the way, you can call Xian Tiaoqiang in a while. Let's have two drinks with Director Zhao today and strive for success.

Drink him till he’s drunk!”

Director Deng accepted He Bingchu's arrangement without any objections, and offered to drive to pick up Mr. He in person when the time came. Then he hung up the phone with great gratitude.

"You stupid bitch, you only have a few ounces of courage, and you still want to climb up? Shit, the director of the police station is just home!" Thinking of Director Deng calling him in a panic just now, He Bingchu hated the iron.

scolded.

Lying on the comfortable bed, He Bingchu thought about what happened last night again, and his face suddenly showed a trace of ferocity. He said to himself that it seems that the cleaning up last night was not harsh enough. Grandma, you dare to sue me. I will let you know tomorrow.

The consequences of being against one another!

"Dudududu"

The ringing of the phone disrupted He Bingchu's leisure once again. He picked up the phone and took a look at it. He quickly answered the phone and said: "Director Li, I have already made arrangements at Xianjiaoqiang. How many of our brothers are here tonight?"

If you don’t get drunk, you won’t come back. Just drink it and get drunk and then you’ll stop!”

On the other side of the phone, there was no laughter as He Bingchu imagined, but Director Li said bitterly: "Brother He, my ability is limited, I'm afraid I won't be able to help you with this matter!"

"What's wrong? Director Li, could it be that I did something wrong, brother?" He Bingchu's expression suddenly turned ugly. People have always looked at his face. When will it be He Bingchu's turn to beg for help?

"No, no, no..." He Bingchu's words made Director Li a little uneasy. Obviously, he knew what kind of master He Bingchu was. He tried his best to explain on the phone: "Brother He, what about your matter?

It’s my business. It’s not that I won’t help my brother, but that Director Zhao doesn’t agree, so there’s nothing I can do!”

"Hey, what does this guy named Zhao want to do? Does he need some money to spend it? Ask him again and tell him what he has to say. As long as he can afford the price, I will satisfy him!"

He Bingchu's voice became louder and louder. I originally thought it was a trivial matter, but I never thought that this small ditch would almost capsize the boat. He, Mr. He, always emphasizes on doing things happily and happily, but this man surnamed Zhao refused to give him face.

Is this a full meal?

Director Li over there seemed to be a little embarrassed, but in the end he patiently explained: "Master He, Director Zhao can't help himself, but he can't make the decision in this matter. The leaders above are supervising this case."

.”

"The leader above? Who? Secretary Meng?" He Bingchu's father has a good relationship with Secretary Meng. He is confident that as long as Secretary Meng is in charge, he is confident that he can take care of Uncle Meng.

"No, I heard from Director Zhao that Yu Jiangwei was behind this matter." When Director Li mentioned Yu Jiangwei, he was afraid of who Yu Jiangwei was, so he quickly added: "Yu Jiangwei is Secretary Wang's secretary."

"Secretary Wang, which Secretary Wang?" He Bingchu's expression slowly became serious. Although he spent most of his time in a luxurious life, he himself also learned a lot of experience from it. One of them is

, The secretary is the shadow of the leader, and generally represents the will of the leader.

Director Li did not expect that this person did not know who Secretary Wang was, and immediately said: "He is the newly appointed Secretary Wang Wang of our Nanjiang Political and Legal Committee!"

Yu Jiangwei looked at Li Dezhu, who was lying motionless on the bed, and his face turned pale. On the way here, he had imagined many scenes of meeting Li Dezhu, but the scene in front of him was still beyond his expectation: Li Dezhu was actually lying on the bed!

Yesterday, this young man was still a lively young man. When he stood in front of me, he was still a little shy and affectionately called himself Brother Yu.

How could it be like this after not seeing each other for just one day?

"Dezhu, what's wrong with you?" Yu Jiangwei almost couldn't control his emotions and asked in surprise.

"It's okay." When Li Dezhu saw Yu Jiangwei coming over, he grinned and wanted to smile at Yu Jiangwei, but the smile froze on his face, almost like a twitch.

Director Zhao followed Yu Jiangwei. This scene was also beyond his expectation. Seeing Li Dezhu's nose and face swollen, he felt a little worried, fearing that this case might get bigger!

"Director Deng, what's going on? Why are people like this!" Director Zhao's voice was so stern that it made people chill.

Under Director Zhao's stern scolding, Director Deng came over trembling. He knew that once the inside story here was exposed, it was certain that he, Deng Jinlong, would be the scapegoat. Not to mention that Mr. He would definitely turn his back on him.

Wouldn't he admit that he did it? Even if he admitted it, you, the director of a police station, and this kind of thing happened under your nose, wouldn't it be a serious dereliction of duty? At this point, you can only do it yourself.

Wipe it!

Therefore, even though he was clear-minded in his heart, Deng Jinlong did not dare to tell the truth. That would make him lose his hat! Mr. He, this little magic wand is so fucking cruel. This move is so poisonous and deadly that he can do all kinds of bad things.

He also got a sword to seal his throat. With his mouth open, his eyes became more and more panicked, and he secretly looked at the deputy secretary of the Municipal Law Committee who followed him.

The deputy secretary's face was equally ugly. In any case, this kind of thing happened in Donghong City and was directly discovered by the province. This is a stain that cannot be erased. What's more, he and

Director Deng had no friendship at all, so he naturally would not come forward to speak for him.

"Deng Jinlong, tell me what happened and why the person involved became like this?"

The deputy secretary's righteous question made Director Deng tremble even more violently. He stammered: "This... I don't know about this either."

"You don't know? There was nothing wrong with me before he was taken to the police station by you, so why did he become like this overnight?!" Director Zhao's voice was still stern, but his eyes looked at Yu Jiangwei who was listening to Li Dezhu.

Yu Jiangwei is so enthusiastic about this person. Maybe this matter is really Secretary Wang's. Even if it is not, it is always a good thing to sell Yu Jiangwei a favor. In his eyes, a police station director is nothing.

Director Deng kept rubbing his hands. What he was thinking about was the call he made to He Bingchu just now. Didn't He Shao say that the matter had been resolved? How could this situation still happen? Could it be that the leader remembered the wrong place?

"Director Zhao, I am Deng Jinlong." After gritting his teeth, Director Deng said to Director Zhao in a deep voice.

Director Zhao really couldn't remember who Director Deng was, because Director Li didn't call Director Zhao just now. He just asked a staff member, and knowing that Yu Jiangwei was following him in person, he gave up.

Yes, I called He Bingchu directly.

"It doesn't matter who you are. I don't want you to answer questions you don't know. I just want to know what happened to this comrade's injuries! Please answer directly!" Director Zhao's expression became more and more ugly, and his tone became more and more ugly.

It's harsh.

Director Deng understood a little at this time, but He Bingchu's guarantee had become his only life-saving straw. Even if there was 1% hope, he would give it a try.

"Director Zhao, didn't Mr. He call you?"

Deng Jinlong's words were very straightforward, and this straightforwardness made all eyes turn to Director Zhao. Although Director Zhao vaguely thought of who this Mr. He was, his expression changed.

It’s even darker. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe and reward. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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