This swimsuit completely shows off her graceful figure, her towering breasts and straight buttocks are full of youthful atmosphere, which compares Zhou Wenxin to Zhou Wenxin at that time.

Zhou Wenxin's face did not change color and his heart did not beat, he stood up and asked Chen Dairong, "When did you come out?"

Chen Dairong pursed her lips and said dissatisfiedly: "I came out a long time ago, but it's a pity that the two of you have been sticky and haven't noticed." ”

Zhou Wenxin's expression was still flat: "You heard it all?"

"Of course I heard it!" Chen Dairong looked at Pang Jindong with complicated eyes, and then continued to say to Zhou Wenxin: "I ran the red light, I hit the police, I dare to do things, how can you find someone to apologize for me? And you have to force a charge of stealing a car!"

Zhou Wenxin took Chen Dairong's hand and said earnestly: "Don't be willful anymore, I'm doing this for your own good!"

"I ......" Chen Dairong hesitated, but still said it: "I don't need you to be good for me!"

As soon as Chen Dairong's voice fell, Zhou Wenxin's face became very ugly, this ugliness was not an expression of anger, but a result of sadness.

Zhou Wenxin sighed, turned his head to Pang Jindong and said, "Mr. Pang, I still hope you will think about this matter!"

Zhou Wenxin's stubbornness made Chen Dairong very angry and helpless, and she stumbled and didn't know how to say it, "You...... You...... Why do you still say it!"

Pang Jindong saw one thing from this, although this Zhou Wenxin is nominally a housekeeper, he actually has a high status, although Chen Dairong is a little rebellious to her, but in general she is obedient.

I don't know why, because Zhou Wenxin has always looked down on himself, Pang Jindong suddenly felt very annoyed.

However, Pang Jindong will not show off his strength in a stupid way, since Zhou Wenxin is bent on taking the blame himself, Pang Jindong simply fulfills her: "For the sake of Sister Zhou's sincerity, I will help with this!"

Pang Jindong pointed to the money on the table and told Zhou Wenxin: "But I don't want this money, if you think I can do okay, donate this money to the Hope Project! You so-called high society have scraped a lot of wealth, but you have never known how to give back to the society, and you have added a lot of trouble to the society, and it is not superfluous to do something good now!"

"You ......" Zhou Wenxin didn't expect Pang Jindong to say such a thing, and she didn't know what to say for a while, but her expression was still very calm, and this embarrassment disappeared in an instant.

"I ......" Chen Dairong had no feeling for Pang Jindong's accusation of so-called "scraping wealth", but at the same time decided that "adding trouble" was talking about herself.

She really wanted to tell Pang Jindong that she was not such a person, but she was actually such a person, but she was clumsy for a while, and she was stunned.

Pang Jindong took two steps, suddenly turned around, and said to Zhou Wenxin with a smile: "You so-called high society, don't take yourself too seriously, your so-called dignity is not worth a penny in the eyes of ordinary people! What does it matter if you admit such a small thing as violating traffic rules? What is the shame of having two poor friends? You think that others will study your life when they are fine?"

In fact, what Pang Jindong said is not completely in line with reality, many people really like to study the life of high society, from a celebrity having an extramarital affair to a rich man going to the toilet several times a day, all of them are studied with relish.

Pang Jindong is very contemptuous of this kind of person, and he is even more disdainful of this kind of self-righteousness of the upper class.

Pang Jindong left without looking back, he didn't want to stay here for a moment, so he put on his shirt and pants in the men's locker room and walked out.

Pang Jindong was wearing a coat while walking, and he was lowering his head to button his jacket when he accidentally bumped into an old man's body.

At that time, Pang Jindong was turning a corner from the passage of the men's locker room into the hall, and the direction of the old man was just the opposite, and no one could see the corner in this case, but Pang Jindong was a little too reckless, and obviously the responsibility was greater.

The old man was hit by Pang Jindong and staggered backwards, but was immediately held by two men, one on the left and one on the right, and another man rushed up and pushed Pang Jindong, and asked dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing?

This man's hand pressed down on Pang Jindong's body, feeling like pressing on a rock, Pang Jindong didn't move at all, but he himself was popped back several steps by the reaction force.

He restrained his body and looked at Pang Jindong carefully, he didn't make another move, but waved his hand slightly, and several people immediately ran over to surround Pang Jindong.

Pang Jindong looked at the man who did it, and said coldly: "If I really want to be reincarnated, I will be thrown into your grandmother's belly and be an uncle for you!"

Although Pang Jindong was very dissatisfied with this person, after all, he was wrong first, so he didn't pay attention to him anymore, and asked the old man with concern: "Are you okay?"

As soon as the man who did it stopped doing it when he heard this, he rolled up his sleeves and put on a look of wanting to fight: "Stinky boy dares to scold, are you a short fight?"

Pang Jindong originally wanted to pay tribute to the other party: "Don't talk about short fights, I can also accompany you with long punches!"

However, Pang Jindong found that the other party spoke with a Hebei accent, and then remembered that in the dialects of Hebei and other places, "short fight" means "underbeaten".

Pang Jindong didn't want to cause trouble, sighed and asked the old man again: "Are you okay?"

It was at this time that Pang Jindong had the opportunity to take a closer look at the other party, the old man was about sixty years old, not tall, but a little more than one meter seven.

The lean figure stood trembling and trembling, as if he might fall at any moment, but what was very strange was that such a white person could give people a sense of being able and shrewd.

The cheekbones on the thin face are towering, and a pair of eyes that are not big or small shoot out two fine lights, which seem to be penetrating people's hearts.

The most characteristic thing is that the head is full of white hair, not a single black one, which is sparse and messy, cut to the back of the head at the same length, and exposes the full and shiny forehead.

There were more than a dozen people beside and behind the old man, and the stars and the moon generally surrounded the old man in a proper place.

The old man raised his hand to stop the man who was about to do it: "It's not intentional, forget it!"

The man bowed down and asked respectfully, "Gong Xie, you don't matter, right?"

"It's okay, it's okay......." The old man known as Xie Gong waved his hand, then pointed at Pang Jindong and said, "Young man, pay attention next time......

Pang Jindong said with a smiling face: "I'm sorry, I didn't look at the road in a panic just now!"

A person who was holding Xie Gong smiled and said to the guy who was still angry: "Xie Gong is rarely interested in coming out to play, don't make trouble!" Xie Gong did not speak again, but walked to a room next to him with the support of others.

The man unwillingly put down his hand and followed behind Gong Xie, Pang Jindong immediately turned sideways to get out of the way, letting the other party and his party go first.

At this time, Chen Dairong's voice suddenly sounded: "Pang Jindong!"

The doors of the men's locker room and the women's locker room are next to each other, Chen Dairong has already dressed and come out at this time, and is walking quickly towards Pang Jindong.

Hearing Chen Dairong's shout, the man who was about to do it just now immediately turned around, stared at Pang Jindong vigorously, and then asked in surprise: "Your name is Pang Jindong?"

"I ......." Pang Jindong hopes to pretend to be an ordinary person to live a peaceful life, and what he is most worried about is meeting someone who knows his details.

Hearing this man's question, Pang Jindong had an idea and borrowed the name of the duck: "You heard it wrong, my name is not Pang Jindong, my name is Peng Jindong!"

"Lie!" Chen Dairong didn't look at those people, went straight to Pang Jindong's side, and asked in surprise: "Didn't you tell me that your name is Pang Jindong?"

Pang Jindong didn't answer Chen Dairong, but looked at the man carefully, wanting to find something from the other party's expression.

However, to Pang Jindong's disappointment, the man just looked at Pang Jindong with a frown, and did not say anything more, nor did he make any moves.

Gong Xie turned his head to look at Pang Jindong, revealing an unpredictable smile: "Pang Jindong...... It's a good name....... a good name, hehe......."

The group didn't talk to Pang Jindong anymore, chatting with each other as they walked away.

Chen Dairong, who was confused, stood there, looked at the pedestrian, and then looked at Pang Jindong, unable to understand what was going on.

Pang Jindong's mind was no longer on Chen Dairong, but focused on looking at the back of this pedestrian, trying to listen to the conversation between them, and a series of question marks popped up in his heart.

These people are all dressed in brand-name clothes, they look very stylish, and they are all respectful to Gong Xie.

Several of them have an official air on them, and Pang Jindong vaguely heard words like "director" when they called each other, indicating that they were probably officials in government departments.

There are also a few with the atmosphere of businessmen, and the titles are also "Mr. Zhang", "Mr. Wang" and the like.

That high-status Xie Gong could not be an "official", because the sparse white hair was a little too long, and almost all of them could be braided at the back of his head, and it was impossible for party, government, and military leaders, whether they were in office or retired, to show people with this image.

But if Gong Xie is a "businessman", it is not very similar, no businessman can have such a status, so many officials and businessmen can get together and circle around him in public.

is neither an official nor a businessman, and there is also a possibility that he is an admired scholar like Cheng Hechu, however, Xie Gong lacks an elegant temperament, but has a temperament, and has no scholarly demeanor at all.

A person with such an unknown background seemed to be very interested in himself, which made Pang Jindong feel a little uneasy.

Seeing that Pang Jindong didn't speak, Chen Dairong slapped Pang Jindong on the shoulder and asked, "Hey, what do you want?"

"I didn't think about anything....... Pang Jindong sighed and asked Chen Dairong: "What are you looking for me?"

Chen Dairong lowered her head and said a little embarrassed: "I apologize to you for Sister Zhou's words just now, I hope you don't take it to heart, she just wants to defend me, and there is no malice!"

A woman's temper is often directly proportional to her beauty, which means that the more beautiful a woman, the greater her temper.

Chen Dairong was able to sincerely apologize to Pang Jindong with the color of a shy flower in the closed moon, which made Pang Jindong feel a little surprised.

Pang Jindong shrugged his shoulders and said with a relaxed expression: "I have long forgotten about this matter, and I don't mean to blame Sister Zhou at all!"

"That means you're not going to take the blame?"

"If I confess, I won't see you in prison, so I won't go!"

"You ......" Chen Dairong stomped her foot lightly, and said with some dissatisfaction: "People are still worried about you, you actually wish I would go to prison!"

"Just kidding!" Pang Jindong smiled slightly and asked Chen Dairong: "But if I don't take the blame, how can you solve your series of troubles?" If I'm not mistaken, you are suspected of attacking the police while violating all traffic laws, and being seen by so many people along the way, I am afraid that it will cause a very strict impact, and I am afraid that it will be difficult for the public security organs to open up to you even if they are willing to open up to you." ”

Pang Jindong's words were not to scare Chen Dairong, Chen Dairong herself knew this very well in her heart. A rich woman drove a famous car in the city, and this alone was enough for the media to hype it up and make many people indignant.

After the BMW case of that year, the current public is particularly sensitive to such things based on hatred of the rich.

Therefore, Chen Dairong's matter may develop into a malignant one, and it is difficult for Zhou Wenxin to think of finding someone to blame.

Chen Dairong pursed the corners of her lips, and said helplessly: "What else can I do, take the money to settle it!" It's just ......" Pursed the corners of her lips again, Chen Dairong continued: "But this matter will inevitably be stuck......

"You don't regret it?"

Hearing Pang Jindong's words, Chen Dairong glared at her beautiful eyes, and asked in surprise, "Why do you regret it?"

"But you have to know that even if you are not sentenced, you may be detained for ten or twenty days. Pang Jindong looked Chen Dairong up and down, pretending to be sad and said, "It's miserable for you to go in like this!"

Chen Dairong was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly asked, "......Miserable?"

Pang Jindong smiled predictably: "You really want to know?"

"What can it do?" Chen Dairong crossed her hands on her hips, looked at Pang Jindong unconvinced, and said, "I really don't believe that anyone dares to hurt me!"

In this era when money can make grinding ghosts, the treatment of rich people in prison is different from that of ordinary people, but Pang Jindong is very willing to scare Chen Dairong:" There, there are no beautiful clothes to wear, only uniforms, no hairstyle, only short hair combed to the ears, no comfortable bed, only a hard bed, which needs to be shared by a dozen people, the food is so bad that even the pigs are not eaten, there is a prisoner on duty in each number, giving orders to the other prisoners, if you don't listen, at least a violent beating, visible violence is nothing, the most terrible thing is the invisible ......"