Very Secretary - (15Don't help me, beat me up

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"Actually, I did nothing. Besides, if I hadn't done anything, I wouldn't be like me today, so even if I did some insignificant things, it would be natural. Besides, I and Keshuang and Ke'er are brothers and sisters, and it is worth helping each other." Lu Jianhong actually knew very well that the old man was not just thanking him. It would be too disgusting to say thanks to them with their relationship. However, there are many ungrateful wolves in this world who often do the unfair things of doing things that kill donkeys. Lu Jianhong treats these two brothers as brothers, which is completely a sharing of resources and honor and disgrace.

The old man smiled and said, "Brothers work together, and they will cut off gold. I hope you three brothers can be stronger than gold, so that I can close my eyes even if I die."

Lu Jianhong said: "Old man, don't worry, our brothers' relationship will not be disturbed by the outside world."

The old man nodded slightly and said, "Then hurry up and get on your own business."

After leaving the sanatorium, He Zijian called and reported the name of the hotel and room number that he had opened, and asked Lu Jianhong if there were any other instructions.

This time, Lu Jianhong came to Beijing and got some shopping cards that are universal across the country. Although this thing is a little vulgar, it is a must-have for meetings. People travel around the world, after all, they still have to abide by the rules of the world.

"You order a meal first, I'll go back immediately." Shu Qingdong's number Lu Jianhongyou quickly found it and dialed it in.

Shu Qingdong was a little surprised when he received a call from Lu Jianhong. The earlier contact between him and Lu Jianhong was due to Mr. Ren. Generally speaking, his relationship with Lu Jianhong was pretty good. However, when Lu Jianhong asked him to meet him, Shu Qingdong paused for a moment and said, "There may not be much time today."

Lu Jianhong smiled and said, "Secretary Qingdong is busy, understand. When you have time, you can call me and you will be there any time you call."

Shu Qingdong smiled and said, "Secretary Jianhong said this, but I can't afford it. Then, I'll talk to you if I have time."

After putting down the phone, Shu Qingdong's face was slightly gloomy, and Lu Jianhong also had a subtle feeling in his heart. However, he didn't have much contact with Shu Qingdong, so it was good that the other party could answer his phone number.

I called He Zijian at the hotel. He Zijian quickly came downstairs to pick him up and went to the seats I had booked in advance.

He Zijian asked Lu Jianhong if he wanted to drink some wine. Lu Jianhong thought about it and met Liu Keming in the evening. After contacting Zhou Qifeng's secretary, he received a reply. It was not until 11 o'clock that Zhou Qifeng would have an hour to meet.

Lu Jianhong said, "Come two bottles of Erguotou for two liang, and have a good afternoon sleep."

Taking advantage of the time of serving the food, He Zijian reported to Lu Jianhong and received many early New Year greetings from several provinces and cities. Lu Jianhong took his mobile phone and looked at the number. It was really available all over the country, but there was nothing important. If he was an important person, he would naturally call the phone number that Lu Jianhong carried with him.

Another thing was transmitted from Chong'an. The Discipline Inspection Commission received a letter of complaint, reporting that the deputy district mayor and commander of Quanshan District won.

Lu Jianhong nodded without expressing his opinion.

After dinner, they went back to their rooms to rest.

After sending Lu Jianhong into the room, He Zijian boiled half a pot of boiling water, so that the water would boil for a shorter time. He brewed a cup of tea for Lu Jianhong, and then filled the water and boiled it. Then He Zijian asked, "Boss, do you want to order a table of food tonight?"

Lu Jianhong came to the capital to visit the leader, so he must treat him, but he didn't know whether it was a small or large-scale one. Last time Lu Jianhong came to the capital to the capital, he didn't bring He Zijian, but this time he brought it. Naturally, there was something he asked him to do, so he asked this question.

Lu Jianhong thought for a while and said, "Let's book a table."

Although I met Liu Keming in the evening and said that it was only half an hour, everything might change, so it would be fine to book a table.

Seeing that Lu Jianhong had no other instructions, He Zijian went out.

Just as he turned around, he ran into someone. He Zijian said sorry out of subconscious etiquette. This was originally a very common thing, but unexpectedly, the person who was hit immediately raised his eyes and scolded: "Who the hell's zipper of his pants was not pulled properly, so he let you out?"

He Zijian couldn't help but be stunned. The man in front of him was blushing and drunk. There were two people following him, and it seemed that he was sent upstairs.

Before He Zijian was appointed as the secretary of Lu Jianhong, he was also the deputy mayor. How could he have no temper? But now he has different identities, so he naturally has to treat it calmly. Besides, if the other party has drunk too much, it is tantamount to causing trouble for himself. So He Zijian took a step back slightly, ignored him, and turned around and headed towards his room.

But unexpectedly, the matter was not over here. The drunk guy actually stopped He Zijian and said in a state of alcohol: "You want to escape if you hit me?"

He Zijian frowned and said, "What do you want?"

"How is it?" The man laughed loudly, "I don't even know the name of Master Fang, and I dare to wander around the capital."

"I don't care about you, Master Fang or Master Yuan, I'm sorry." He Zijian also became a little angry, and naturally he wouldn't be polite when speaking. However, so far, he still didn't want to cause trouble, so after saying this, he took out his room card and prepared to open the door.

At this time, the young master Fang grabbed He Zijian's collar and pressed He Zijian against the wall: "Boy, he is more arrogant than me."

He Zijian said lightly: "Let go, otherwise I will call the police."

"You have to call the police if you catch your collar. That's too pediatrician." As he said that, Young Master Fang had already punched He Zijian in the eyes and cursed, "This is how you can call the police."

He Zijian didn't expect that the other party would move at him, so he was kicked off in surprise. He couldn't swallow this breath. He raised his knee and pressed it against Young Master Fang's belly. Young Master Fang had drunk too much wine, and his stomach was hit like this, and he immediately let go of his hand. He bowed and started vomiting.
Chapter completed!