Text Text_Chapter 646: Health Care
The director instructed again: Xiao Zhao, you must not smash it this time! You have to play this scene well. This move of the organization seems to be a bit absurd and mentally retarded, but in fact it is wise and foolish! As long as you play this play well, it will reveal another turning point in your mission, and this turning point is very important to us. Of course, it is also crucial for you!
I frowned and took a cigarette in my mouth, and said perfunctorily: Okay, good, I understand, I understand!
The director said again: You can rest assured that she will understand you and support you!
I continued to nod my head perfunctorily, but my heart was up and down, and a thousand tastes made me feel helpless and pale.
But I realized something again, and asked Director You: Director You, is the undercover agent of the Ministry of Public Security you are talking about, surnamed Qiao?
The director was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Nonsense! I don't even know what his surname is, only the head of the Ministry of Public Security knows."
I groaned and didn't ask any more questions.
When Director You was about to hang up the phone, I asked again: Director You, you dream of her, what happened to her now, I don't know. She came to me this time, and it seemed strange, and I thought she
I don't know how to say it.
Director You was stunned for a moment, and said: What nonsense! You Meng, she missed you too much, so she went to see you. I didn't agree at all, it was too unsafe!
I asked, "Did you go to the hospital for a check-up?"
The director exclaimed: What to check? What's wrong?
I didn't know whether to let Director Yumeng know about Yumeng's coughing up blood, and I had mixed feelings in my heart, but I still stopped this thought and said perfunctorily: It's nothing, it's nothing.
Director You was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked me: Could it be that she is pregnant by dreams?
But it's no wonder that when I asked Director You Meng if he had gone to the hospital for a check-up, Director You would definitely consider this possibility first.
I hurriedly said, "Look where you want to go!"
The director said: Okay, don't think about it.
I said: yes. Don't think much about it.
After hanging up the phone, I had mixed feelings, and I couldn't help but smile bitterly for a while.
I even felt like I was going crazy! My brain was not going to be able to keep up with the situation.
I didn't notice the cigarette I lit for a long time, and it burned to the steering wheel cover, until a pungent smell hit my sense of smell.
I smiled wryly, sighed vigorously, and then started the car and sped back to the security team.
Along the way, the words of the director always echoed in my ears, making it difficult for me to calm down for a long time.
Perhaps, I already had a premonition of something.
In the office, I continued to smoke a cigarette, reminiscing about the words of the director, and felt that I was not living, but acting. From the moment I stepped into the security company, I was already destined to be an actor.
It's just that I'm an actor, unlike other actors, the play I want to act must be real, and if the actor plays a fake, at most he will be scolded or reshot, but there is no possibility of reshooting my scene, and if a piece is not acted well, it will lead to a total loss.
I really don't know when this scene will be played!
And how to play the scene that can't be avoided tonight?
At about half past nine in the evening, I was frowning and thinking about it, when I suddenly received another phone call: the call was from Zhao Guangcheng, the manager of the administrative department.
I hate this Zhao Guangcheng who sees the wind and steers the rudder, but after all, he is the manager of the administrative department of Huatai Company, and I have to salute three points. Therefore, when I answered the phone, I took the initiative to politely say: Manager Zhao, what are your instructions?
Zhao Guangcheng said with a smile: The instructions can't be talked about. I just wanted to ask you out for something and a drink.
I excused myself and said, "It's so late, where are you going to eat?"
Zhao Guangchengdao: It can't be avoided. I'm telling you, you don't have to pay for it. I just came to Wangjing tonight to meet an old customer, and I happened to have nothing to do in the evening, so I wanted to ask you to come out for a drink or two.
I thought about it, didn't excuse myself, and said, "That's good." Where is Manager Zhao now?
Zhao Guangcheng said: To the south of Wangjing Xinlong Community, it tastes spicy and hot.
I smiled and said: At this time, I still eat spicy hot, Manager Zhao really has taste.
Zhao Guangchengdao: It's okay. I'll wait for you, give you ten minutes, and drive over.
I said, "Okay." Coming soon.
After hanging up, I tidied up and drove to the road.
Under the neon lights all the way, I increased the throttle, and within eight minutes, I was already in front of the Good Taste Malatang Shop.
This is a small but very clean spicy hot restaurant, full of people and thriving business. The decoration of the store is also neat and tidy.
I walked inside, and in the steaming long grill of all kinds were boiling thousands of skewers of all kinds, dozens of men and women were enjoying them, and from time to time bursts of laughter erupted.
The shopkeeper took the initiative to greet the customer and politely picked up the customer. I just waved at her, and then searched around for Zhao Guangcheng's shadow.
In one corner, Zhao Guangcheng was wearing a crisp black suit, munching on spicy skewers while waving to me.
I smiled and leaned over, and Zhao Guangcheng helped me tear open a stool and sit down.
Then Zhao Guangcheng raised a hand, quickly swallowed the food in his mouth into his stomach, raised his voice and said to the proprietress: "Boss, let me tell you, take another thirty skewers, the same three or four, just look at the whole thing! ”
I smiled bitterly and said, "Manager Zhao, do you still want me to go back?" I don't have that amount of alcohol. ”
Zhao Guangcheng stroked the shiny mid-hair, patted me on the shoulder with one hand, and said with a smile: "Be modest, be modest! Let me tell you, Xiao Zhao, I don't know how much alcohol you drink? Besides, this is beer, ten **twenty** is not enough for you to stuff your teeth! I pay the bill, even though I eat and drink!"
I said: "When you come to Wangjing, how can you let Manager Zhao treat you." I'll pay for it. ”
Zhao Guangcheng said: "I'll tell you, don't fight with me for spending money, I'll tell you, I, Zhao Guangcheng, am not short of money now, Mane is a pile, it's an external thing to us, treat friends, you have to spend it!"
I didn't argue with him again, just nodded in agreement. But I speculated in my heart: When did Zhao Guangcheng, who has always been picky, become so bold?
What a miracle!
Spicy skewers and beer were served one after another, Zhao Guangcheng and I toasted and fists, chatted while drinking, chatted about women, talked about mountains and water, talked about career, talked about Wangjing, talked about Beijing, talked about China, I really admired Zhao Guangcheng's eloquence, and he talked endlessly, and a topic became quite expressive through his mouth.
Zhao Guangcheng clinked glasses with me, and said with deep feelings: "Xiao Zhao, let me tell you, an inside message! Mr. Fu has now made up his mind to officially transfer you back to the company's headquarters next month, and partner with me, the deputy manager of the administrative department." ”
I was stunned for a moment and asked, "Really?"
Zhao Guangcheng bluffed: "When did I lie to you? This matter has long been a foregone conclusion! It's just a matter of time." A few days ago, I mentioned it again in front of Mr. Fu, who pondered for a day, and immediately asked me to start arranging this matter. It's been a few days, and you're definitely going to be able to rise these days!"
I said perfunctorily: "Thank you Manager Zhao for your promotion, thank you Manager Zhao for your kind words." But in his heart, he scolded solemnly: "Let go of your mother's fart!" You will say good things in front of Mr. Fu? If you don't put on small shoes for me in front of Mr. Fu, I, Zhao Long, have been thankful!
Zhao Guangcheng chuckled and said: "It's all a Zhao family, what's polite! Let me tell you, don't spread this matter first, just know it in your heart." ”
I nodded and took the initiative to toast Zhao Guangcheng.
Zhao Guangcheng chatted with me hysterically, and he was like a brother, pointing me in the direction of progress, and also made me understand more about the security company.
But of course I know his little abacus, this insidious and cunning fellow, if it weren't for ulterior motives, he would have invited me out for a spicy hot drink of beer?
I had to feel that a pile of beer had been exhausted in each other's politeness and conversations, Zhao Guangcheng beckoned the proprietress to ask for a bunch of beers, I pretended to be slightly drunk and persuaded to give in, but Zhao Guangcheng was quite drunk and bold, so he had to fight with me for a few more rounds.
I didn't refuse again, I knew in my heart that Zhao Guangcheng's enthusiastic move was just the beginning, and it was a foreshadowing.
The best is yet to come!
So we fought for another 360 rounds of drinking, and the internal organs of the straight drink were full of wine, and I can't remember how many times I went to the toilet, and the two of us just bragged while drinking, and the sky and the earth shook and the mountains shook
This drinking place lasted until about twelve o'clock in the evening, and although I drank a lot, my brain was still sober and slightly drunk, but I was still able to control my words and deeds.
Zhao Guangcheng seemed to be a little fluttering, he summed up the feeling of drinking this time with a cool word, patted me on the shoulder and said: "Xiao Zhao, let me tell you, drinking with you, that is, it is cool!"
I pretended to burp and echoed: ", cool"
We staggered out of the Malatang snack bar, and Zhao Guangcheng suddenly said to me with great interest: "Let's go, I'll take you to do a health care, Koreans do it!"
In these days, everyone knows the true meaning of health care. In Beijing, in general, health care is divided into two kinds: one is the massage service in the professional massage parlor, which is mainly divided into two kinds of Chinese health care and Thai health care, and the other is generally called big health care in the industry, which is both erotic services.
What Zhao Guangcheng said should belong to the second type.
Drunken promiscuity, this is a common trait of many men.
But I rejected Zhao Guangcheng's bad invitation, and he didn't force it too much, but took a taxi with great interest and went straight to a leisure and health center.
I looked at the taxi away, a slight smile on my lips, and a cigarette in my mouth.