Nine hundred and eighty-sixth chapter director comes to the door
When Chen Taizhong put down the phone again, Jiao Yin's eyes were filled with awe, "Director Chen, what did Mayor Weixin say?"
The people below are the people below. You can ask about this kind of thing? Chen Taizhong's face was tense. He was about to say a few unpleasant words, but the next moment, his face softened again.
"Lao Jiao, I'm not talking about you, you can ask me this... How should I put it? You are Lao Li's brother. I won't say anything unpleasant. Police officers are all straight-tempered. I can understand.
hehe."
Well, Director Jiao came back from such a weak point and had to accept Chen Taizhong's favor. It can be seen that Chen's current emotional intelligence has improved by leaps and bounds. At the very least, he can basically be qualified to join the township-level officialdom.
Not long after the call, Zhang Qiaomei's pager rang. As soon as she looked at the number, she reached out to Zhong Yunqiu and said, "Sister, please lend me your mobile phone. My simulator has been returned."
Zhong Yunqiu's mobile phone was bought by Chen Taizhong not long ago. Quyang was originally a world of analog phones. Since 1998, with the expansion of network coverage, the popularity of digital mobile phones has been increasing with each passing day, growing at an explosive rate.
The caller was Zhang Qiaomei's aunt. She is also in the Cultural Affairs Bureau, but she belongs to the former director group. She is not very proud at the moment. She basically spends three days at work fishing and two days working online. (
"Qiaomei, what kind of relationship have you got? Director Ren is eager to find you now," her voice was so loud that the three people present could hear her clearly even though they were far away.
I don’t know why, Zhang Qiaomei didn’t take the liberty this time. She gave Chen Taizhong a thoughtful look, as if asking for his answer. Zhong Yunqiu answered on the side, “If you want to forgive him, just tell him the place and let him come over, or you can do whatever you want.
Already."
Chen Taizhong glanced at her appreciatively and thought to himself, "Brother, why didn't you notice that Zhong Yunqiu was so agile in talking and doing things?"
Of course, there is no need to say more about the rest. Fifteen minutes later, Director Ren appeared in the private room. Although he was wearing glasses, he was extremely stout and had a dark look on his face. He looked more like
He is an old farmer who has worked hard for many years, not the director of culture.
After entering the private room and looking around, Director Ren locked his eyes on Chen Taizhong, stepped forward and stretched out his hands. "Excuse me...are you Director Chen?"
Chen Taizhong glanced at him, snorted with a half-smile, ignored his outstretched hand, and yawned lazily, "It doesn't matter who I am, just think of me as an ordinary person. I have no intention of chatting today."
.The Quyang Cultural Bureau is quite interesting, haha.”
Could it be "unintentional chatting"? Director Ren naturally knew that this was a method that others would avoid, and he was very familiar with this method himself. He had to look around again, only to find that everyone here was an acquaintance.
An acquaintance is an acquaintance. He found the key person at a glance and nodded with a smile, "Xiaomei, isn't it just a misunderstanding? I told your aunt that I want your family to collect the things that were seized. Why... you didn't listen.
explain?"
Needless to say, Zhang Qiaomei felt relieved. She didn't know that Chen Taizhong just wanted to handle the matter through the police system at first, but later he was defeated by Director Jiao, so he called Mayor Wang Weixin.
Favor is not something you can get easily.
Therefore, she still kept in mind the instructions given by her family and Chen Taizhong just now. She smiled softly and spoke in a measured manner, "Thank you, Uncle Ren. I'll ask my dad to treat you to a drink later."
Do you want to drink? Director Ren smiled bitterly in his heart. It would be great if I could still sit in this seat tomorrow. Just as he was about to say something, someone else came in behind him, but it was Zhang Qiaomei's father and aunt who arrived. "You guys can discuss it, I'm leaving."
"Now," Chen Taizhong saw more and more people, and felt a little troubled. He stood up, threw a few hundred-dollar bills on the table, and walked out without looking back. Seeing this, Zhong Yunqiu didn't care to follow.
If someone said anything, they would rush out and chase them.
It was still raining lightly outside. For some reason, Chen Taizhong's mood became worse. He pressed the remote control to open the car door and was about to get in, but Zhong Yunqiu hugged him from behind, "Taizhong,
Where are you going?"
"It's boring. I'm going back to Phoenix." Chen Taizhong didn't feel any pleasure at all in forcing a cultural director to be servile. He really felt a little disgusted with those flattering smiles. "I'll come back tomorrow."
"Taizhong, don't leave!" Zhong Yunqiu's voice began to sob, "It's all my fault. I originally... wanted to make you happy."
I know you want me to be happy. Chen Taizhong smiled and suddenly felt that her life was not as satisfactory as it seemed. He turned around and hugged her gently, "I'm not angry with you, but some people make
I feel so sick."
Being able to say this shows that he has gradually adapted to the mentality of a superior in the officialdom, rather than the abnormal and perverted arrogance of Luo Tianshangxian. I have to say that this is a huge improvement. (
"I won't let you go," Zhong Yunqiu hugged him and sobbed, her tears mixed with the rain hitting his body, making it impossible to recognize, "Do you not want me anymore?"
Chen Taizhong was silent for a long time before coughing lightly, "How about you come back to Phoenix with me? I'll take you to work tomorrow?"
"I have my own house, please stay, Taizhong, please," Zhong Yunqiu burst into tears, "my heart will be broken if you leave like this."
Chen Taizhong sighed. Although he knew that her words might not be so true, life is only a few decades. In the end, whether it is true or not, it will be nothing, so why bother? "Okay...
…But I always feel quite uncomfortable.”
The Zhong family is quite powerful in Quyang. Although Zhong Yunqiu is not very old, he also has his own house in the county town, which is a detached house. After Chen Taizhong drove the car in, he was infected by that feeling and also
He didn't rush into the house with his arms around her. The two of them sat in the lounge chairs under the eaves, quietly watching the raindrops falling in the sky.
"I'm a little cold, Taizhong." After an unknown amount of time, Zhong Yunqiu threw her body into his arms, and her round buttocks wrapped in a narrow skirt quietly fell onto his lap. (
Chen Taizhong subconsciously stretched out his hand to hold her waist with one hand, and put the other hand naturally on her leg. At the tentacle, there were cold and smooth stockings.
"Have you ever had sex...in the rain?" Chen Taizhong finally got a little more sexy and asked in a low voice in her ear. Seeing her round auricle in front of his eyes, he couldn't help but put his mouth forward to kiss her again.
Bite twice.
"I...I'm afraid of the cold, let's go inside," Zhong Yunqiu answered him in a low voice.
There was really no comparison between her and Tang Yixuan. For some reason, Tang Yixuan with long hair appeared strangely in Chen Taizhong's mind. She agreed to the first snowfall.
However, there is no reason not to eat meat that reaches your mouth. Chen Taizhong picked up the soft and boneless Zhong Yunqiu and was about to enter the house when suddenly there was a knock on the door.
It was Zhang Qiaomei who came. Obviously, she was the only one who was more logical and would not dare to catch prostitutes even if they gave Director Jiao ten more courage. She put down the umbrella in her hand and hurriedly closed the door.
"Sister Yunqiu, my dad and Director Ren had another table, I'm here to find you..."
There is no need to say more about the rest. When the three of them came to Zhong Yunqiu's bedroom, they saw a large bed measuring two meters by one and eight meters. Chen Taizhong was stunned. Zhong Yunqiu and Zhang Qiaomei were already hugging the bed.
The boy started to twist, and his laughter continued continuously.
After several rounds of wrestling, Zhong Yunqiu finally pinned Zhang Qiaomei under her, turned to look at him standing beside the bed, "Taizhong, help me hold her down and take off her clothes."
"Ahem," someone coughed twice and asked sanctimoniously, "Is she over fourteen years old? That one...who is less than fourteen years old may be in trouble."
Zhang Qiaomei's skirt was similar in length to Zhong Yunqiu's, but it was in the style of a tennis skirt. There was no need to take it off at all, she could just lift it up, exposing her vital parts.
Zhong Yunqiu encountered fierce resistance when she took off Zhang Qiaomei's top, especially her bra. However, when she peeled off the small briefs from under her body, Zhang Qiaomei was still wearing a skirt.
He had given up resistance, covered his face with his hands, let his skirt turn up to reveal his naked lower body, and the two calves hanging by the bed no longer moved, as if he had resigned himself to his fate.
Chen Taizhong stretched out his hand and touched it. It was already flooded. He couldn't help but was stunned for a moment, "Isn't it possible? Is it raining so hard?"
"You don't want to take advantage of me and be good," Zhong Yunqiu chuckled, loosened his belt, released the high-spirited giant, stretched out his hand to pull down his pants, and guided him over, "I am a big matchmaker today.
oh."
Chen Taizhong could no longer hold himself back any longer. He supported the bed with both hands, kicked off his feet standing on the ground, and straightened his waist slightly. He saw a new cave, although it was not brand new.
"Oh," Zhang Qiaomei's legs were immediately tightly clamped. There was just one more person between her legs, so how could she do it? She hurriedly put down the hand covering her eyes and pushed him, "Be gentle..."
"So tight..." Chen Taizhong took a breath and moved gently. It took about two or three minutes before he completely occupied the new cave. At this moment, Zhang Xiaomei could no longer care about being shy, and moved her arms
She hugged his back tightly, but spread her legs as wide as possible, "It's so swollen..."
"Qiaomei, sister didn't lie to you, did she?" Zhong Yunqiu chuckled. At some point, all the clothes on her body were gone, leaving only two white stockings on her legs. Her naked upper body was gently lifted from behind.
He got close to Chen Taizhong, and his legs kept rubbing against his legs, which made Chen's mood even higher.
The soft rain outside the window brought a bit of coolness to the dark night, but the three white bodies in the house were fighting fiercely with passion...
