Text Text_Chapter 170: The villain is in charge
I frowned and said, "What can a petite little kid do for us?"
You Meng said: "You think, Jiaojiao has a special affection for you, if she knows that you are leaving, she will definitely feel uncomfortable." Please search (%¥¥) to see the most complete!The fastest update, she may tell the chief about this. If the chief knows, it is possible to come forward for you, and if the chief says a word, won't you stay again?"
I said, "Youmeng, you are really smart and confused, the handling of me is arranged by the director, and the state leaders will not be involved in the staffing of these guards." You forgot that when Zhang Mi was transferred from the chief's office, the chief didn't say to intercede for him. Besides, the guards are stubble after stubble, and it is common for the old and new to be replaced, and even if the chief knows about me, it is impossible for him to come forward for me. How can a national leader be distracted by these little things?"
You Meng retorted: "You are different from Zhang Mi, how high your prestige is in the chief, can't you see that the chief also values you." The chief also has feelings, you have paid so much for the security work, and now that there is a difficulty, the chief will not ignore it. ”
I said: "Okay, don't engage in these crooked ways, the director has already arranged it, and I will do it obediently." ”
Then I started packing my things.
Pack up the stuff that has been with me at the chief's office for almost a year.
Ten minutes later, I packed up my backpack and suitcase and left them at the door.
Yumu and I sat on the bed together, and after a moment of silence for each other, Yumu suddenly looked up at me, her eyes full of white things.
You Meng said softly: "Long Zhao, are you really leaving like this?"
I smiled wryly, "Let's go." I can't go if I don't go. The order was given by the director. As soon as the new security secretary came, I finished handing him over and went to live in the guest house. ”
Yumeng's tears welled up, grabbed my hand and said, "How can this be, how can it be like this...... I wish it was just a dream, a dream. How do you say you're leaving?"
I took a cigarette in my mouth, lit it with a lighter, and scanned the furnishings and objects around the room, sealing my memory in my heart forever.
To be exact, not only by dreams, but also by me, I can't believe that all of this could be true.
Yumu gently hugged my waist from the side and began to comfort me.
But now, I can't listen to any comfort.
Because reality is set......
At about eleven o'clock in the afternoon, a Nissan military vehicle drove into the chief's office.
When you and I heard the news, we were both taken aback.
It was none other than the Nissan who got out of the Nissan, it was-
Zhang Mi.
He looked blushing and smug. After staying in the Political Department for a while, Zhang Mi's skin looked whiter and smoother, and his body seemed to have some blessings. At this time, his biggest change was his mental state, when he walked up to me and Yumeng with a high spirit, he deliberately put his hand on his own small head that he thought was quite stylish, and smiled at me: "Zhao Mi, it's been a long time." By the staff officer, long gone. Two polite words, full of irony.
I said perfunctorily 'long absence', and began to guess in my heart: Could it be that the bureau has appointed Secretary Zhang to serve as the security secretary of the chief's department?
It's really feng shui in turn!
Sure enough, Secretary Zhang directly explained his intention to us: "I just received a notice from the director of the bureau to let me continue to preside over the work at the chief's office." Oops, after being away for such a while, I really miss it, and I came back here, like returning to my hometown, which is extraordinarily cordial and comfortable. Zhang Mi scanned the surroundings of the chief's office with emotion, from the courtyard to the villa, and then to the ancient pine, looking quite proud.
I said, "Congratulations." Secretary Zhang was finally reinstated. ”
Zhang Mi said: "The sky has eyes, the sky has eyes!"
From his smug expression, I understood the subtext in his heart: I, Hu Hansan, are back again!
It's quite like the kind of formation in the movie.
Before entering the villa, Zhang Mi also said to You Meng with great interest: "Staff Officer, there is a happy event I have to tell you. As he spoke, he combed his shiny hair with his hand again.
Yumeng said impatiently: "I want to talk about it, but I don't want to talk about pulling it down." ”
Zhang Mi said vividly: "Let me tell you, the police officer you tried to destroy and dismantle for me has now reconciled with me." ”
You Meng was stunned for a moment, and sighed: "It's a pity, it's a pity, Sister Fang is doing it again." ”
Zhang Mi glanced at You Meng carefully, and his expression was like a spring breeze.
I already know Zhang Mi very well, so I can read the subtext of many of his body movements. At this time, he looked at Yumeng with a conspicuous gaze, and his psychology was already quite obvious. He seemed to be telling Yumeng: Don't think that your little plan is so clever, it hasn't been realized in the end? I'm reconciled with Officer Fang again, what's the matter?
I suddenly realized: Zhang Mi is coming, and Yumeng is likely to suffer.
But then I thought about it, according to Yumeng's character, can Zhang Mi beat her?
Thinking about it like this, I was a little relieved.
Of course, I wasn't in the mood to watch Zhang Mi continue to show off, so I said to him: "Zhang Mi, let's go to the duty room to hand over." ”
Zhang Miyi waved his hand and said, "No hurry, no hurry." Let's talk first, old friend, I have to express it first. ”
I said impatiently: "You are not in a hurry, I am in a hurry. Are you going to pick it up or not?"
Zhang Mi's expression changed, but he immediately eased up, he pointed to the door of the villa, and said: "Pick it up, take it now, why don't you take it? ”
So I came to the duty room with Zhang Mi and began to hand over the work.
As I was well prepared, within fifteen minutes, all the information had been clarified, and after confirming that there was nothing else, I returned to the bedroom.
After taking another good look inside and out, I was ready to leave quietly.
Perhaps, in the future, there will never be a chance to come to the chief's office, and even in the future, he will not even have the qualifications to enter the guard area. I am now suspended for reflection and waiting for the dismissal, and I am not eligible to enter the guard area again until I receive the results of the processing and reassignment of work, and my name will disappear from the business list as soon as possible and be replaced by Zhang Mi.
I don't know if Zhang Mi deliberately showed off, or if he really found out in his conscience, he had to drive me when I was leaving. But I refused, and I told him that I didn't like to use the bus for personal business.
As a result, I walked rather awkwardly.
No one was told and no one was said goodbye.
I quietly left the chief's office.
Yumo sent me to the guest house. This short passing between the chief's office and the guest house shed my bitterness and grievances along the way.
In this way, I became an abandoned officer of the Secret Service and showed up at the crowded guest house of the Fourth Brigade.
From then on, I started a new life. The main content of my life is only two words, which is 'waiting', waiting for the bureau to deal with me, waiting for me to be reassigned.
However, the director of the guest house had already heard of me, and in order to let me teach him the two kung fu routines, he gave me a single room that only the family members of the officers in the main camp could enjoy.
In a new environment, my thinking also changed. Perhaps it was only after I was far away from the chief's strengths that I really felt the feeling of relaxation, and I tried to face it with a new mentality, and instead of indulging in this incident, I might as well cheer up and enjoy the relaxed feeling of doing nothing. Because the guest house was located in front of the barracks of the second team, I often went to the playground of the second team to pull the horizontal bar and move my body. Every time I practiced on the horizontal bar, the officers and men of the second team would spontaneously come over one after another to watch me perform, and they would constantly applaud and shout. There were even a lot of fighters pestering me to teach them how to practice bars, and some pestered me to teach them how to do martial arts.
Of course, because it is not far from the security area, Yumeng comes to visit me once a day, and she is now making active efforts, on the one hand, to convince her father, and on the other hand, she is drafting a document similar to a 'lawsuit' to help me Chen Xue's grievances.
While I am grateful to her, I no longer regard this as a matter of heart. Rather than sinking in this loss, it is better to accumulate strength and live a little more chic.
I changed into a brand new military uniform, and perhaps only during the period of suspension and reflection can I get as close to the military uniform as possible and re-experience the taste of a soldier in myself.
Because I live in a guest house, I can't help but have some contact with the cadres or family members of the fighters in the guest house.
Under normal circumstances, there is only one situation in which officers and soldiers of the Special Guard Service stay in or go in and out of guest houses, and that is when their families come to the team.
As a result, I was often mistaken for coming to spend time with my girlfriend. And the frequent appearance of the dream makes the families of these troops constantly wonder: am I the family of the dream, or is the dream my family?
In short, I quickly settled into this new environment, and my mind was further cleansed and relaxed in this new environment.
Of course, I am also secretly accumulating strength to fight for Chen Xue's grievances.
It was on the third day I entered the guest house.
A foreigner came to the guest house. To be exact, a Chinese, a foreign woman I know.
At that time, I was playing basketball with several cadres' family members in the courtyard, when I suddenly noticed a beautiful foreign girl dressed fashionably and with blue eyes tentatively entering the guest house.
The family members were all surprised, and when they looked over there, everyone was shocked by her beauty, and you and I talked about it word by word.
"Why is this a foreigner? Won't it be someone's family? A soldier can also marry a foreign wife?"
"This girl is really beautiful, blue eyes, blond hair, you see that little figure and small waist, and that waist is straight, that is called a handsome. ”
"Yes, this woman has a temperament and looks foreign, you see how energetic she walks!"
“……”
dotted and discussed.
I was the only one who remained silent, even tilting my head to one side.
Perhaps, I am the only one in the entire guest house who knows the origin of this foreign girl.
Moreover, she is none other than the world's No. 1 female guard who resounded all over the world - Marisia.
But, to my bewilderment, how did she get here?
This is obviously very unreasonable.
Exactly, I didn't want to meet her because it would cause a lot of trouble. Is the trouble I have because of her less?
But subconsciously, I also had a lot of questions. What was Maria's intention in coming to the country out of nowhere, and how did she come to the guest house?
You can't come to me on purpose, do you?
It's incredible.
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