Rebirth of My Secretary's Life

Chapter 95 Don’t guess what the girl is thinking

After Wang Zijun and Lin Ying'er left, the police boss even wanted to slap himself in the face. He knew that he shot himself in the foot with this scheming. How could he be the one who could make Director Zhang send him off with a smile?

Affordable?

"Director Zhang, you see what caused this, I..."

Zhang Songnian said nothing, looked at the police boss coldly, and after a long time he suddenly asked: "What's your name?"

"My name is Duan Xisong, from the Nanjie Hutong Police Station." The police boss replied, wiping the cold sweat on his forehead with his hand.

"Duan Xisong? Okay, don't you want money? This is two thousand yuan. Just click on it and see if it's enough." Zhang Songnian didn't give Duan Xisong a chance to explain. He took out two thousand yuan from his pocket and threw it at him.

, turned around and walked out.

Hundred-dollar bills were flying around Duan Xisong. Looking at the figure who turned away, Duan Xisong followed a few steps and shouted loudly: "Director Zhang, I know I was wrong!"

But by the time he caught up with him, Zhang Songnian had already gotten into the police car, stepped on the accelerator, and quickly ran away.

The sun hung in the sky, and every ray of light that shot out was fluffy and thick, forming a dazzling wall of light. However, Duan Xisong's heart was very cold at this time, let alone the police station director who was at his fingertips.

Well, even if the current position of deputy director can be kept, that is all ambiguous!

I don't know how long it took, but Duan Xisong's second brother came over with a stack of money in his hand.

"Brother, look at this..."

Duan Xisong shook his head, feeling a little lost. He never thought that things would develop to this point. If he had known that there was Director Zhang behind that guy, he should have thanked him profusely and climbed up on his way up in the future.

, wouldn’t it be an additional tactic that makes one feel at ease and even have peace of mind?

"beep"

The pager rang at an inappropriate time, which made Duan Xisong a little annoyed, but his professional habit still made him turn on the pager.

"Call back soon." There was no name, just a phone number. Looking at the phone number, Duan Xisong's face became a little darker.

He was very familiar with this number. A few days ago, he was thinking of having a relationship with him, but now, instead of responding to his enthusiastic approach, this phone call just felt like a heavy mountain.

Director Fu of the branch, although his surname is Fu, is the leader of the branch and determines the future and destiny of the hundreds of people in his branch.

"Director Fu..."

Duan Xisong had just said hello when he heard someone yelling: "... Duan Xisong, you are so short-sighted or weak? I don't want to live. I have thought about it. How dare you do this to a dignified people's policeman?"

This kind of stupid thing is blackmailing Director Zhang! I think you are not heartless, you are simply wicked..."

Wang Zijun and Lin Ying'er walked out of the hospital side by side. The sky above their heads was still blue, but the two of them remained silent. Even though Lin Ying'er wanted to come and save people, they took precautions in advance, but the result was still such a coward.

Helpless, in the future, if I encounter this kind of thing again, I will have no hesitation and it will still be very unpleasant. The scream in my heart is expressed in the form of silence.

"Ying'er, you don't need to take this kind of thing to heart. Humans, living in this world, sometimes many things make no sense. However, the mainstream of society is still good, and there are still many good people." In fact, the prince

Jun Ye was speechless. He felt that his words to comfort Lin Ying'er were fake, but he still used all the classic lines often seen on TV.

Lin Ying'er raised her head and smiled at Wang Zijun, revealing her small peach-shaped teeth: "Thank you for everything today. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how much trouble it would be."

"No, you're not in trouble. Ordinarily, I would have stolen your limelight. Otherwise, when Secretary Lin heard that his precious daughter had been wronged, he would not have summoned the police from the city bureau. It is estimated that the director of the Public Security Department would have personally

Here, when the time comes, the policeman who dared to burn your film will be scared to death, right?"

Lin Ying'er couldn't help laughing when Wang Zijun said something interesting. She giggled, and as her long hair fluttered, a faint fragrance suddenly came from Lin Ying'er's hair.

"What a pity. There are still photos I took a few days ago in the film." Lin Ying'er sighed, smiled at Wang Zijun and said, "Secretary Wang, where are you going now?"

"Go and work at my grandpa's place." Faced with Lin Ying'er's bright smile, Wang Zijun felt very relaxed. Being with Lin Ying'er, Wang Zijun seemed to have returned to the state of mind when he was young.

"We happen to be on the same road, so let's go together." When Lin Ying'er heard Wang Zijun's answer, she raised the corner of her mouth, and a faint smile bloomed at the corner of her mouth.

But as soon as this smile bloomed, it closed back again. As if she had been caught stealing something, Lin Ying'er quickly closed her mouth.

This is the hard-to-understand girl’s feelings!

"Hey, where's your bicycle?" Lin Ying'er quickly changed her target. When she returned to the roadside, she saw that Wang Zijun's bicycle was gone.

Wang Zijun also found that the car was gone. He pondered for a moment and realized what had happened. He waved his hand gently and said: "It's okay. If the old one doesn't go, the new one won't come. Maybe my car went to a relative. After a while, it's okay."

Come back after eating."

"Then how do you go to your grandpa's house?" Lin Ying'er asked worriedly, staring at her eyes with a pair of expressive autumn eyes.

"It's okay, I can take the No. 11 bus." Wang Zijun pointed to his legs and said with a humorous smile.

Lin Ying'er looked at Wang Zijun who was holding two bottles of wine. A trace of hesitation flashed on her face, but in an instant, she said cheerfully: "Anyway, we are going to the Provincial Party Committee Family Home, so you can take me there."

Wang Zijun hesitated, "What? No, you are still a state cadre, but your thoughts are so feudal! Old antique!" Lin Ying'er finished speaking to herself, exaggeratedly rolled her eyes at Wang Zijun, and turned her back.

Ignore him.

Wang Zijun was amused by Lin Ying'er's words, and saw that her blushing face was as innocent as a child who didn't understand the world. He couldn't help but feel a bit of love and pity in his heart. He quickly took the bicycle and coaxed: "Okay, okay."

Bar."

"You're a man, you're so procrastinating, you're so boring!" Lin Ying'er muttered dissatisfiedly, and still handed the bicycle to Wang Zijun.

Ordinarily, we should thank the builders of Jiang City for their long-term strategic vision. The sidewalks in this city are completely separated from the express lanes, separated by more than three meters of green vegetation. They are green and blooming all year round.

. Lin Ying'er's bike is small, and it is very light for Wang Zijun to ride on. In addition, Lin Ying'er is petite, so there is no difficulty at all in riding it.

Wang Zijun rode the bicycle very fast, and Lin Ying'er sat behind the bicycle, with her arms spread out, cheering happily, like a cheerful bird.

Soon, the two of them came to the crowded Zhongzhou Avenue. Lin Ying'er began to sit properly and remained silent. Wang Zijun, who was confident about his riding skills, also began to be careful at this time.

In response, I'm afraid if I'm not careful, I might cause trouble again.

"Oops", after the traffic light turned green, Wang Zijun was about to pedal over, when a roaring motorcycle rushed straight from the opposite side. The frightened Wang Zijun did not care about anything, and suddenly

He held the car brake and dodged without any danger.

But just when he took a deep breath, his waist was suddenly hugged behind him, and at the same time, two soft things pressed against his back.

"What are you doing?"

After Lin Ying'er's bicycle stopped, she complained dissatisfiedly to Wang Zijun. Her small hands tightly holding Wang Zijun's waist quickly let go, and she looked embarrassed for a moment.