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Chapter 374: How can it be embarrassing

According to Han Qin's arrangement, Hu Fubin first selected ten police officers from the police force in charge of monitoring to arrive at the hotel where Han Qin was staying, chartered a few rooms to stay temporarily, and waited for the dispatch at any time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 On the other hand, the police team monitoring the Shaqiang gang was ordered to be on standby and ready to close the net.

After Han Qin gave the Bincheng police a battle plan, everyone went back to their rooms to rest. Although there was still plenty of time, Han Qin was secretly returning to Dongfang City, so it was naturally inconvenient to go out, so he began to talk to Song Wenfei on the phone in the room.

Since serving as the secretary of the provincial party committee, in order not to affect Han Qin's work, Song Wenfei and Han Qin agreed that they would not call during working hours. If there's something urgent, text each other.

From Sha Qiang's wife leading a taxi driver to besiege the provincial party committee's *** convoy, to the family members of the gangsters besieging the *** bureau, in just one hour, Song Wenfei sent five text messages to Han Qin, all asking if these two ** were related to the underworld.

Judging from the frequency of Song Wenfei's text messages, Han Qin could see that the beautiful reporter was really anxious, eager to know if these two events had any value that could be followed. After all, no matter how lively these two events are, if they are just ordinary group petitions, as a local newspaper, they will definitely not have the courage to involve them.

Song Wenfei relied on her news sensitivity, coupled with the inside story of Han Qin's anti-crime crackdown revealed to her, Song Wenfei was keenly aware that there was likely to be a shadow of the underworld behind these two incidents. Ordinary people, even if they have great grievances, do not have such energy. Once you are hooked up with the underworld, this is excellent news material!

Han Qin saw that Song Wenfei was impatient, and couldn't help but nodded, this girl's news sense of smell is indeed good, and she saw the mystery in it. Han Qin immediately replied to Song Wenfei, asking all the reporters to go out and write from various aspects and different perspectives, these things are the precious raw materials of "Oriental Weekend".

When she received Han Qin's call, Song Wenfei was reading the manuscript written by the reporter with great interest. In the course of a day, there were too many events for a journalist, and the political sensitivities of those events were beyond the control of the newspaper.

In the case of a bizarre fire in a long-distance bus, a taxi driver besieging the provincial party committee's convoy, and the victim's family carrying the corpse to besiege the bureau, the in-depth report of each incident can earn enough eyeballs. However, for these heart-pounding materials, the editor-in-chief of an ordinary newspaper will certainly not be tempted.

These incidents seem to be very interesting, but they are forbidden areas for news reporting, and the propaganda department must strictly control them, and will not let the newspapers publish news casually, at most they will give you a news release of a unified caliber, and will not let you know the real ins and outs of these incidents at all. In this way, for the vast majority of newspapers, this kind of news that tickles the itch of the boot is not reported.

With Han Qin's special advisor, Song Wenfei was able to grasp secrets that others couldn't get. Last night, when Han Qin and Song Wenfei were lingering, they had already informed him of the inside story of the bus fire incident, which was an arson case carefully planned by Shaqiang's gang for the purpose of monopolizing the Dongliu traffic line.

The provincial party committee was preparing to fight crime in the east, eager to find an opportunity to do it, and the Shaqiang gang hit the muzzle of the gun at this time, which happened to be used to sacrifice the flag. Han Qin asked Song Wenfei to look at the manuscript of the organization, once the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee agreed to crack down on gangsters in the East, this vigorous anti-gang campaign could be transferred to the ground.

In order to create a favorable public opinion environment for cracking down on criminal syndicates, propaganda departments should also let go of their reporting on criminal syndicates. Taking advantage of this great opportunity, "Oriental Weekend" can stand out from the sky, relying on its own exclusive news insider, and establish its own brand among the powerful newspapers.

Song Wenfei excitedly told Han Qin about the preparation of "Oriental Weekend". Through today's **, it has gained a lot, with Han Qin's guidance, Song Wenfei personally led the team, except for the staff on duty, all the reporters went into battle. The reporters have only written hundreds of interviews, including the cries of the relatives of the deceased and the clamor of the thugs. There are also sighs from onlookers, and there are even more worries from elderly citizens.

When I was interviewing at the *** bureau, a little accident happened. Song Jialei, director of the important news department, is very enterprising and dedicated, and has crossed the layers of crowds and squeezed until the gate of the *** bureau. The gangsters and the families of the deceased who interviewed *** on the front line were more keenly aware that many people were hired. Thanks to Song Jialei's efforts, she collected and sorted out a lot of first-hand information for the newspaper.

Unfortunately, when the anti-riot armored car rushed out of the *** bureau, the crowd of onlookers at the gate of the *** bureau dispersed in a hurry, and the dedicated reporter had to retreat under the coercion of the crowd. After the riot police rushed out, they began to shoot indiscriminately with riot guns, and Song Jialei was also hit by rubber bullets.

Although rubber bullets cannot kill people, they can also cause fractures if they are concentrated at close range. If you are shot in the eye, you are in complete danger of being disabled. Fortunately, this evil bullet did not hit Song Jialei's vital point, and hit the beauty's buttocks unbiasedly!

The situation was critical, and if you didn't run with the crowd, you were in danger of being pushed over. In a hurry, Song Jialei didn't feel anything, and when she returned to the newspaper office, she found that she couldn't even sit on a chair!

The injury was in such a sensitive position, although the beauty frowned lightly, but no one knew the specific injury. Song Jialei's personality is very strong, even if she can't sit on a chair, she still insists on standing and finishing the manuscript. Song Wenwen really couldn't look past it, and insisted on sending Song Jialei to the hospital for examination, but Song Jialei resolutely refused, and said with a wry smile that it was just a little painful and there was nothing serious. Under Song Wenfei's order, Song Jialei went home early from work to rest.

Han Qin chatted with Song Wenfei on the phone for more than half an hour, and told Song Wenfei in detail the ins and outs of today's two large-scale **. Both incidents were orchestrated by Sha Qiang's gang and his umbrella in order to create pressure on the Dongfang Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government to force the police to release Sha Qiang. Now it seems that their purpose has been achieved.

In order to alleviate this contradiction, Han Qin proposed to the provincial party committee that he could adopt a strategy of wanting to capture and indulge, first release Sha Qiang, and send a confusing signal to them, the Dongfang City Government was afraid of them. It's just that Han Qin has already designed a big trap for the gangsters, and he is waiting for them to jump!

Han Qin told Song Wenfei that the anti-black storm in the East was coming soon, and it was time for "Oriental Weekly" to show its talents, so she should prepare the relevant manuscripts first, and wait for the resolution of the provincial party committee, and "Oriental Weekly" could be published on a trial basis. From the unannounced visit to the punctual teahouse to the current **, the manuscript resources in Song Wenfei's hands can be published in a special edition!

Han Qin told Song Wenfei that he was planning a major operation today, and as long as it was successful, it would definitely be another very storytelling revelation. In order to hang Song Wenfei's appetite, Han Qin did not reveal the specific situation to her. Han Qin promised that as soon as the operation was over, he would write the manuscript in person as a special correspondent of Oriental Weekly.

lingered several times last night, and Song Wenfei still had no feelings. Song Wenfei asked Han Qin faintly, if you will come back to live tonight. Although Han Qin was also passionate, he had to endure the pain of separation. The Bincheng police have already dispatched troops, and there will be a major operation tonight, as the commander-in-chief, Han Qin naturally cannot leave the battlefield.

Putting down the phone, Han Qin circled around the room. Song Wenfei inadvertently mentioned just now that Song Jialei, the director of the important news department, was hit by a rubber bullet from the riot police, and the girl's body was secret, although she didn't know the specific location of the injury, according to Song Jialei's situation, it should be in the buttocks.

Han Qin activated the auxiliary system and consulted the beautiful secretary about the power of the riot gun. Hu Mei introduced that at a close distance of dozens of meters, the impact of rubber bullets is very large, and it can completely break the ribs. Even if a rubber bullet hits a soft and fleshy area, although there is no great danger, it will definitely cause extensive bruising and very painful.

Hu Mei smiled ambiguously and told Han Qin meaningfully that there is a special secret recipe for treating bruises in the system, coupled with unique massage massage, which can quickly relieve the pain and recover quickly.

Listening to the beauty's proposal, Han Qin shook his head helplessly and grinned. This secretary of mine is really amazing, and he can't hide any thoughts from her. That kind of thought flashed in her brain slightly, and she was keenly captured by Hu Mei. Remembering the last time Hu Mei saw the glamorous scene of him and Song Wenfei together, the beautiful secretary was still shy, Han Qin's heart was pounding, could it be that the virtual beauty of the system is also upgrading?

Han Qin lit a cigarette and sat on the sofa hesitating. After all, people are emotional animals, and during that time in Phoenix Township, Song Jialei was not only Han Qin's helper, but also Han Qin's friend, or lover, and accompanied Han Qin through a period of youthful years, warm and romantic.

For this relationship, Han Qin knew that there could be no result. After Song Wenfei returned from studying in the United States, she resolutely broke off her ambiguous relationship with Song Jialei. Han Qin also knew very well that when he and Song Jialei reached this point, if they wanted to return to a pure friendship, they could only deceive themselves. The best way to deal with it is to cut it in two and forget about each other.

Falling flowers are intentionally ruthless. Although Han Qin has decided to sever the relationship with Song Jialei, Song Jialei is still insisting, refusing to give up her pursuit of Han Qin, she must compete with her current boss, and will never admit defeat until the end. Han Qin sighed softly, what a deep infatuation!

The competition between Song Jialei and Song Wenfei is unequal at the starting line, this arrogant woman knew that Song Feifei was her rival, but she resigned from public office to apply for a job in "Oriental Weekend" and had a face-to-face competition with Song Wenfei. Han Qin had no choice but to shake his head helplessly, the girl's mind was really incomprehensible!

After taking a few puffs of cigarette, Han Qin took out his mobile phone and dialed Song Jialei's number. The bell still needs to be tied to the bell, Han Qin also feels very uncomfortable, Song Jialei has always been in love with herself, she was not firm in her position at the beginning, she didn't withstand the temptation of the beauty, and Song Jialei came together.

Although it was Song Jialei who took the initiative to attack, so that Song Jialei fell into the whirlpool of emotions and couldn't extricate herself, Han Qin felt that he also had an unshirkable responsibility. Their relationship has come to this point, and Han Qin has so suddenly cut off all contact with her, after all, it is a little too impersonal!

After a year-long relationship, Han Qin already knows Song Jialei's character very well. This beautiful girl has a resolute personality and will never give up easily when she sees what she is right. Judging from the content of Song Jialei's correspondence to Han Qin during this period of time, Han Qin's sudden and decisive severance of relations with her not only did not weaken the passion of this beauty, but it is likely to arouse Song Jialei's fighting spirit even more.

Secretary Han University can even imagine that once Song Jialei and Song Wenfei tear their faces and have a fair competition and a duel with beautiful women, how will he deal with himself and how can he be embarrassed?

It's better to be sparse than blocked, you always have to pay it back when you come out, emotional debts, romantic debts, and you can't run any of them! Han Qin shook his head and smiled bitterly, treating a fierce woman like Song Jialei may be slowly alienated, and it is better for her to gradually forget that it is better than this shock therapy!

The bell rang for a while before Song Jialei connected the phone. Han Qin said with concern: "Jia Lei, I talked to Wen Fei on the phone just now, I heard that you were injured, how are you hurt?" ”

Song Jialei heard Han Qin's greeting, but did not answer. After a long while, a faint voice came from his hand: "Han Qin, are you still in the East?" I 、、、 miss you, can you come and see me? ”

Listening to Song Jialei's request, Han Qin really didn't have the courage to make up nonsense to deceive Song Jialei. Han Qin looked at his watch, it was still early before the time to act. Han Qin thought for a moment and said, "Jialei, I'll go over right away and bring you some herbs by the way." ”

Song Jialei heard that Han Qin agreed to her request very heartily, and said excitedly: "Han Qin, I have gone home to rest now." Do you know my home? It is the family home of the No. 1 Middle School、、、"

Afraid that Han Qin would not be able to find a place, Song Jialei said the house number and building number very clearly. Han Qin grinned, with his ambiguous relationship with Song Jialei, the memo function of the auxiliary system had already focused on Song Jialei. Not to mention that in Dongfang City, it is Tianyan Haijiao, and it is also a piece of cake for Han Qin to determine her location.

Han Qin said hello to Director Zhou, who lived next door, and said that he had something to do and needed to go out to deal with it, and he would call if there was a situation. In principle, Han Qin is now the representative of the provincial party committee, that is, Zhou Zhengming's superior, Han Qin naturally doesn't need to ask him for instructions if he has something, and he has already given him face.

After calling a taxi, Han Qin went straight to the largest Chinese medicine pharmacy in Dongfang City, and according to the formula provided by the system, he had all the medicines he needed. bought a fruit basket at the fruit store and asked for a beautiful bouquet of flowers, and then went to Song Jialei's residence.

The No. 1 Middle School is in Nancheng District, not far from the hotel where Han Qin stayed, and in less than ten minutes, Han Qin arrived downstairs from Song Jialei. During his work in Fenghuang Township, Han Qin once made an appointment with Song Jialei to go to Fenghuang Township together, and when he was waiting for Song Jialei at the gate of the family courtyard of No. 1 Middle School, Song Jialei's mother came out to see off her daughter.

Seeing her daughter with a very sunny handsome guy, there is no need to say anything, this old teacher can also understand the subtlety. Song Jialei's mother was obviously very satisfied with the young man's first impression after a short period of review, and that kind of pun tone made Han Qin very uneasy. Wanting to face Song Jialei's mother again, Han Qin couldn't help but pout, and his steps upstairs were a little hesitant, almost retreating!

Coming to Song Jialei's door, Han Qin calmed down, thinking about how to deal with the people's teacher's warm hospitality. Han Qin heard Song Jialei introduce that her parents are both teachers in the No. 1 Middle School, and her mother is a political teacher and the deputy director of the No. 1 Middle School, and she is very methodical in educating students, especially dealing with naughty bad boys. Song Jialei's personality and eloquence are basically inherited from her mother. Han Qin came to the door with flowers in his hand this time, so he naturally had some scruples.

Reaching out and ringing the doorbell, Han Qin's hand had just been put down, and the anti-theft door opened in response, and it seemed that the people inside should have already looked outside from the cat's eyes. However, it was not the people's teacher who came to open the door, but the amorous Song Jialei.

Seeing Song Jialei coming over to open the door, Han Qin said with concern: "Jialei, aren't you injured, it's best not to move." Song Jialei stared at Han Qin with an expression and whispered, "It's me at home, I don't come to open the door, how can you come in?" As soon as he heard that the political teacher was not at home, Han Qin breathed a sigh of relief.

Letting Han Qin into the living room, Song Jialei endured the pain and moved her body to make tea and fruit for Han Qin. Han Qin grabbed Song Jialei and said sincerely: "Jialei, you are not polite, hurry up and sit down and rest." With a slight force on his hand, Han Qin pressed Song Jialei on the sofa.

As soon as Song Jialei's ** touched the sofa, she couldn't help frowning, let out a soft "ah", and then took a breath of cold air. Song Jialei adjusted her head, reluctantly sat half of her hips on the sofa, and smiled bitterly at Han Qin.

Han Qin hurriedly let go of Song Jialei's hand and asked softly, "Jialei, where is the injury?" Is it heavy or not? After Song Jialei's pretty face, she pouted, glanced at Han Qin, and said angrily: "Knowingly asked, didn't you see it?" ”

Smiling awkwardly, Han Qin hurriedly found a stubble to cover up the past. Although it is very pleasant to tease the beauty, the relationship between the two is very delicate, and Han Qin is now trying to extinguish Song Jialei's feelings, so naturally he does not dare to fan the flames again.

Han Qin stood up, took the herbs he brought, and said with a smile: "Jialei, when I came over, I gave you a little medicine to treat bruises, I will fry it for you, you scrub it every hour, it won't take two days, the bruise pain will disappear completely, and you can go to work normally!" Now is the time for the newspaper to try to publish, how can you be without you, the director of the important news department? ”

According to the method recommended by Hu Mei, this prescription should be combined with massage to achieve better results. Han Qin secretly glanced at Song Jialei's plump ***, and couldn't help but contradict herself! Although this beauty's body has long been a secret to Han Qin, it's just that at this moment, if you touch such a sensitive part of Song Jialei again, how can you be embarrassed!