Chapter 41 The Ailu Society, Old Pu is dead (ask for a monthly ticket)
Chapter 41 Ailu Society, Lao Pu is dead (please vote)
Author: bamboo leaf cake
Chapter 41 Ailu Society, Lao Pu is dead (please vote)
A person's day cannot be separated from three meals a day.
It's a new day, and Xu Jingxian only has three meals left.
"I'll take my leave first. Thank you, madam, for your kind hospitality and excuse me for disturbing you." After getting dressed, Xu Jingxian turned to look at Sun Yanzhu on the bed, smiled politely and bowed slightly to express his gratitude.
Sun Yanzhu felt ashamed and annoyed, feeling that Xu Jingxian was deliberately teasing her. She was about to get angry, but when she turned around, she saw that the expression and eyes on the other person's face were very sincere.
The bad words immediately stuck in his mouth, and he replied dryly with a red face: "You're welcome."
I realized something was wrong only after I said the words, my face was as red as the morning glow outside the window, and my toes hidden under the quilt had already been dug out of the three rooms and one living room in embarrassment.
"Secretary Park will be severely punished by law. I will work with him. If my wife needs help in her life, please call me." Xu Jingxian said calmly, then turned and left.
Sun Yanzhu felt a lot more at ease. After working as a full-time housewife for two years, she was a little afraid of facing life alone after losing her husband suddenly. She really needed someone to rely on.
Xu Jingxian just took advantage of this.
Everyone gets what they need and what they need is shared with each other.
On the way home, Xu Jingxian saw some groups marching, holding various long banners.
"Strongly call for severe punishment of Park An-yong!"
"Strictly investigate the unhealthy practices of the prosecutor's office!"
It is obviously some impact caused by Park An-ryong's incident being fermented through the Internet and TV news last night.
There is still hope for calling for severe punishment of Park An-ryong.
And it's a bit funny to ask the prosecutor's office to strictly investigate.
Because the South Korean Prosecutor's Office is an internal inspection, there is no supervision from other departments, so it investigates itself. Do these people really expect to find out any problems?
The prosecutors won't even bother them.
If the commotion really gets serious, kill a small shrimp to vent the public's anger.
Suddenly Xu Jingxian's eyes narrowed, and a small parade attracted his attention. The members were all 34-year-old young and middle-aged people wearing yellow vests.
It says "Ailu Society" in English.
Ailu Club is a fan group of Noh Moo-hyun.
This year, the stubborn Roh Moo-hyun gave up his relatively advantaged constituency and ran for election in someone else's base, claiming to break regionalism.
Then, as expected, he lost the election again, but he also made enough money as a gimmick and became the first generation of Internet celebrity politicians in the era when the Internet was just emerging. At the same time, this spirit of accepting death attracted a group of people who supported him.
Here you can refer to Chuan Bao, who is also an internet celebrity.
These people formed the Ailu Club through the Internet, which was also the first politician fan group. Two years later, this group of people will also contribute an important force to Noh Moo-hyun's presidential election and spontaneously travel to various places to promote him.
Recalling these things in his mind, Xu Jingxian suddenly felt that he was also moved by Lu Mouxuan's spirit.
Don't ask what kind of spirit it is, that's not important. What's important is that he must become a member of the Airu Society as soon as possible!
Although Noh Moo-hyun is very unreliable, who made him the next commander-in-chief? As long as he can match his brain waves on the surface, promotion and salary increase will not be a dream.
And Noh Moo-hyun's brainwaves are not difficult to match.
He is an idealist, and his ideology is above all else, as long as this is consistent with him.
This is probably the most innocent of all South Korean presidents. The others are more sinister and cunning than the other.
Xu Jingxian will regret missing this man.
"Haidai, help me check the information about Lu Moo Hyun and the Ailu Society." He did it as soon as he thought of it. He drove with one hand and took out his mobile phone with the other hand to make a call.
"Are you talking about fool Lu Wuxuan?" Zhao Dahai asked uncertainly. "Fool Lu Wuxuan" is the nickname given to Lu Wuxuan by netizens, because he is so stubborn in everything he does.
It's a fool.
Xu Jingxian replied: "That's him."
"Good prosecutor." Although Zhao Dahai doesn't know why, he never asks why when doing things.
………………
Two days later, June 28th.
The funeral of the good brother ended quietly in his hometown in Incheon, and he was laid to rest in the name of Xu Jingwen.
Xu Jingxian and Lin Miaoxi returned to Seoul that night.
Because both of them had to go to work normally the next day.
"I feel a little sleepy, let's go take a nap first." After arriving home, Lin Miaoxi left a word and walked upstairs.
But Xu Jingxian shouted: "Sister-in-law, please stay."
"What's wrong?" Lin Miaoxi, who had already reached the stairs, held the railing and looked back with a hint of impatience on her brows.
"You and I will just wait a while." After Xu Jingxian finished speaking, he went upstairs into the study. When he came out with the photo, Lin Miaoxi was already sitting on the sofa.
Lin Miaoxi leaned back and yawned, showing off the proud curves of her upper body: "What the hell is going on."
"Sister-in-law, do you know anyone there?" Xu Jingxian sat next to her and handed the photo over.
This is exactly the photo in Brother's safe.
Lin Miaoxi frowned, and finally her slender finger fell on Zhang Richeng: "I only recognize him, your eldest brother's boss. Is this a photo of Jingxian? Are the others his friends? Why have I never seen him before?"
"I don't know either." Xu Jingxian intuitively told him that this photo was not simple, but he couldn't just ask Zhang Richeng directly now, right? Wouldn't that be equivalent to self-destruction?
Seeing her brother-in-law's confusion, Lin Miaoxi opened her red lips slightly and said, "Give me the photo, and I will help you go to the newspaper office tomorrow to find out. These don't look like ordinary people. Maybe someone in our newspaper office will know them."
Being a reporter means you have a wide network and know many people.
"Then thank you, sister-in-law." Xu Jingxian was not worried about anything happening. After all, this photo should be very important to the person in the photo, and it would be a different matter for others.
My sister-in-law must be considerate.
"Sleep." Lin Miaoxi stood up, yawned and stretched herself out. Her graceful curves were clearly exposed under the black dress, and she twisted her plump hips and walked upstairs.
Xu Jingxian somewhat wanted to connect.
But he also knew that it definitely wouldn't work now.
After all, my dear brother had just been buried yesterday. How could my sister-in-law agree to enter the bridal chamber with me today?
But he felt that this day was coming soon.
It's just a matter of finding a suitable opportunity.
"Life is fun when you have hope for it." Xu Jingxian hummed a little tune and walked upstairs slowly.
"Dingle bell! Dingle bell!"
In the middle of the night, the harsh ringtone of the cell phone rang.
Xu Jingxian was woken up from his sleep.
"Axi, damn it." He cursed, turned on the bedside lamp, picked up his cell phone and answered: "What's the matter."
"Your Excellency, Prosecutor, I'm sorry to disturb your rest so late, but Park Anlong is dead." Jiang Zhendong's slightly deep voice came from the mobile phone.
Xu Jingxian didn't react at first. He woke up after a while. He sat up suddenly and subconsciously raised his voice and shouted: "What did you say! How could Park Anlong die? Isn't he in the detention center?"
"he……"
"I'll be right over." Before Jiang Zhendong could answer, Xu Jingxian interrupted him, hung up the phone, put on his clothes casually, picked up his coat and went out.
My sister-in-law was woken up. She walked out of the bedroom with her hair disheveled and wearing a thin suspender nightgown. She asked sleepily: "What's wrong? What happened?"
"Pu Anlong is dead." Xu Jingxian answered her casually and hurried downstairs.
"Oh." My sister-in-law nodded blankly, and then her brain suddenly turned on: "Park Anlong is dead!"
exclusive news!
"Ah! Jingxian, wait for me!" My sister-in-law turned around and ran back to the bedroom, threw on a skirt randomly, picked up her small satchel and rushed downstairs. When she reached the door, she picked up a pair of high heels and quickly went out to catch up with Xu Jingxian.