Chapter 203 [My Path, Not Crooked]
Cheng Guodong has seen the shining and dazzling Feng Jia on several occasions. At that time, she was so proud, noble, bright, and refreshing......
If he hadn't looked at her face-to-face, he would have found it hard to believe that the woman in front of him was a TV station beauty known for her elegant and fresh temperament.
At this time, her hair was half-fluffy, and a pair of eyes half-hidden under the tips of her hair were like frightened rabbits, containing fright, fear, shame, helplessness, and pain......
Under the yellow light, the neckline of her milky white skirt was torn a big gap, if it weren't for one of her hands tightly covering her chest, it must have been spring leaking out. Even so, she still protected the top and couldn't protect the bottom. Her tight skirt was not only stained, but also torn from the side, revealing a beautiful white buttocks and slender thighs......
Even if she is so degraded, no one dares to deny her beauty.
Watching Feng Jia curl up on the chair like a cat and shivering. Cheng Guodong said in a steady tone: "Host Feng, I heard that you have something to say to me?" ”
Feng Jia raised his head quickly, and immediately lowered his head, and said in a daze, "Can I talk to you alone......"
Cheng Guodong said lightly: "This room has the whole process of surveillance video, and there is no difference between it and not." ”
Feng Jia let out an "oh", and said in a sad voice: "Yesterday's incident really has nothing to do with me...... Director Cheng, you also know, I have recently ...... It's very depressing, a person goes to borrow wine to kill his sorrows, and when he drinks a little bigger, he is a little out of shape...... So, so ......"
"So a man came to hook you up."
Feng Jia's face was full of sorrow and helplessness, and he said weakly: "This matter is not something I can control, the bald head is forced to let people talk, and ask me to go to his private room...... I don't want to go...... I didn't think they were fighting......"
With that, a few lines of clear tears slid down her pale face and dripped onto the back of her hand. She's been out of luck lately, and this time she's been hit by a homicide.
Cheng Guodong said in a deep voice: "You said something at the time, 'Beat him to death, the old lady doesn't want to live anymore, everyone wants to bully the old lady'......', right?" ”
"I ...... I...... At that time, the situation was out of control, and I was talking nonsense...... I didn't think they really ......," Feng Jia shuddered.
"But your words did lead to the death of the other party. Within the scope of the law, you are guilty of abetment, understand? ”
Feng Jia was stunned when she heard this, and suddenly cried out "ah" and covered her face with her hands, "No, I didn't instigate, I was angry but I said it casually......"
She let go of her chest in excitement, waved her hands, and Cheng Guodong clearly glanced into her plump breasts, except for a pair of nipple patches, almost unobstructed.
He visually observed that although this pair was not as fat as his Zhu Ying, it was unusually sharp and full.
As a man who has not been close to a woman for half a year, at this moment, a rapidly spreading tension and excitement flowed through his body.
"Director Cheng save me, I don't want to go to jail...... Help me, watch me and Sister Ying's colleagues for the sake of ......" Feng Jia suddenly hysterically uncovered the hoarding on the chair, "poof" knelt in front of Cheng Guodong's table, raised Pear Blossom's tearful pretty face, and whimpered: "Help me...... I don't want to go to jail...... I can't ......."
She kept hunching her back, her chest wide open, and she was full of helplessness and sadness.
Is she the famous anchor who used to be on top? Cheng Guodong looked at her silently. Suddenly, he didn't hate this innocent woman anymore. Whether she is morally corrupt or stepping on two boats, that is her private life, after all, she is still Yunying unmarried. At the source, he was the source of her misfortune.
From the day Willow was beaten up at the villa and the day the video of her wolf bèi was uploaded, the sun had set over her head, and there was no dawn to rise.
She went to a nightclub to get drunk, also based on bitterness and pain......
Suddenly, he felt a little guilty.
Judging from yesterday's investigation report, it seems that "Bald Qiang", one of the underground giants in Guanghan City, has been beating her mind. And after all, she still has her own bottom line and refuses.
She didn't expect that she was in trouble, and some men who could only move their hearts and didn't dare to do anything before began to think about her.
Who doesn't want to get the famous innocent female anchor of Guanghan into his crotch, not to mention anything else, satisfied! Vanity! Glory! It's even a symbol of status and status.
The bald head forcibly sent Ma Tsai to "invite" her. Chengnan Ma Lao Liu, who had been staring at her since she entered the store, disagreed, although he was a cut off from the bald head compared to hard power. But his soft power is not inferior to that of a bald head! He also has a large group of horses.
Besides, this is the time for heroes to save beauty! Chengnan Maliu waved his hand, and five or six horses went to "rescue" the female anchor.
The two sides confronted, choked!
They are all "heroes" running horses on their arms, and if they don't agree with each other, they can endure it, and they don't agree with each other, and they don't agree with each other......
In addition, Feng Jia, who was half-drunk and crazy, finally had a place to make it, she pointed to the first horse boy of "bald head" and shouted: "Kill him, the old lady doesn't want to live anymore, everyone wants to bully the old lady......"
The buried detonator lacks her "spark".
So, a big scuffle began!
"Get up! It's useless for you to kneel on me. Cheng Guodong said and stood up gently, poured her a glass of water, walked in front of her, slowly squatted down, handed her the paper cup, turned his back to the camera, and said quickly in a voice as low as a mosquito: "If you want to get out of the predicament, immediately sue the nightclub and the bald head as the victim." ”
Feng Jia raised her tearful face in surprise and looked up at him with gratitude in her eyes.
"Hurry up!" Cheng Guodong said and turned back to the interrogation table.
Feng Jia is not stupid, after she came back to her senses, she said loudly: "I want to hire a lawyer, I am the victim, I want to sue the nightclub and the people who forced me......"
Cheng Guodong's well-defined face showed a slight smile.
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Guo Xiaozhou arrived at Haishan Mansion half an hour early.
Before he stepped through the door of the café, he was surprised to see Shan Biao talking to a middle-aged man.
Shan Biao was wearing the suit he bought for her, and the whole person looked heroic and spirited, exuding an inexplicable coldness.
The man sitting across from him looked extraordinary, like a high-ranking official in the system. He was sure that at least he was a powerful figure in a key department, otherwise, he would not be able to raise the majesty inherent in his bones.
Guo Xiaozhou's heart moved, took a few steps back, and observed silently.
Although he couldn't hear what the man was saying, he could see that the person had a strange attitude towards Shan Biao. It's not respect, enthusiasm, fear, or trying to keep your distance. In short, all kinds of emotions seem to be contained in between.
The man kept saying something, Shan Biao's expression was very calm, and occasionally interjected a sentence, and the man nodded frequently. At this time, Shan Biao took out a text jiàn folder and handed it to him.
The man who looked like an official took it and looked through it, nodded and said something.
The two got up at the same time and shook hands goodbye.
Shan Biao didn't send him, but took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.
Guo Xiaozhou thought he was calling him at first, but after waiting for half a minute, his phone didn't ring, but Shan Biao was talking to the phone.
Guo Xiaozhou became more and more suspicious, there were still more than twenty minutes before eleven o'clock, he simply stood outside the glass door to see what Shan Biao was doing.
At this time, the man who had just left Shan Biao's side was walking behind Guo Xiaozhou, and a man in the distance greeted him with a smile, "Isn't this Director Song, why are you so free today?" ”
The man who just entered the door wore glasses, his appearance was extraordinary, and he was very elegant, which made people think of two words at a glance - elite.
"Governor Hao! Hello hello hello! Ah! The last time we met was two months ago, why, are you here to do something? The man walking out of the café smiled and stretched out his hand.
"Director Song! I heard that your industrial and commercial bureau has been rectifying recently? ”
"Yes! It's a mess. It's still your bank idle! Got time to go fishing together? ”
"Good! I recently found a good place to contact you next week. Okay, Lao Song, I made an appointment and went in first. Get in touch again! ”
"You're busy! You're busy! ”
Watching the two men break up, Guo Xiaozhou roughly understood their identities, one is the director of the Bureau of Industry and Commerce, the other is the president of the bank, as for whether it is the main position or the deputy position, it is not known for the time being.
But there is one thing Guo Xiaozhou is sure of. The momentum of these two people is definitely not the leader of the branch of the sub-bureau, but the leader of the city bureau and the city sub-branch.
He secretly exhaled a cold breath at that time, how did Shan Biao know the director of the Industrial and Commercial Bureau? And people's attitude towards him ......
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, but another scene in front of him made him gasp.
President Hao walked into the café, walked straight to Shan Biao, shook hands with the two, and sat down.
He couldn't believe his eyes.
Director-President-Shan Biao——
He couldn't think of any connection between them. Looking at their conversation, this is not the first time they have met.
Almost like a copy of Director Song's dialogue, Shan Biao has very few words, and basically the other party is talking. The two chatted for less than ten minutes, and President Hao took another piece of Shan Biao's text and left.
Guo Xiaozhou frowned, and as soon as President Hao left the café, he couldn't wait to walk towards Shan Biao, staring at him with his eyes, and said straight to the point: "Biaozi, what kind of fame are you doing?" ”
Shan Biao showed a rare smile, "You just saw it?" ”
Guo Xiaozhou nodded and sat down, "How do you know this kind of person?" ”
Shan Biao's eyes flashed, he raised his hand to beckon the waiter, and then asked Guo Xiaozhou in a low voice, "I still remember what you like the most, don't you ...... Odd ......"
"Cappuccino! It's been eliminated early......" Guo Xiaozhou didn't even have the heart to joke, "Anything goes." I wonder now, what the hell are you doing? ”
"I have a few hairs on my body, you don't know ......" Shan Biao shrugged his broad shoulders and said frankly: "I've been looking for a chance to sue you, but I've been busy lately. Do you remember the cellmate I told you about? ”
"That? Oh...... Are you talking about Luo Zhiguo? The one you went out to his house last time? ”
"It's him." Shan Biao smiled, "I promised him in the number to help him do things." The two officials you saw today were all looking at his face, the industrial and commercial bureau for me to apply for a license, and the bank for a loan...... I swore in front of my grandma's picture that I wouldn't walk in again. You can rest assured. My path is not crooked. ”
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