Zhao Jun has been mixed for decades and is not in vain, and when he saw that the momentum was not right, he immediately piled up his face full of respect and gratitude: "Director, thanks to you." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The director's treatment of Secretary Jin does not mean that he is waiting to see Zhao Jun, he raised the momentum that a director should have and waved his hand at him, and he didn't even bother to do face-saving work.

Seeing this, Secretary Jin hurriedly made a round, one is the object that needs to be relied on, and the other is a friend who has cooperated for many years, and it is not easy to deal with any of the stiffness.

"Director, then we'll go first, and we'll have to go back to deal with Miss Cuiwei about this matter."

The two walked out of the police station under the eyes of the director, the black bridge car stopped at their feet, and Secretary Jin opened the door and made a gesture to Zhao Jun.

The two of them worked together I don't know how many people have been pitted, Zhao Jun is not polite, and sat in with his ass, and then he remembered that there should be someone who came out with him.

"Secretary Jin, there was another person who went in with me, and I almost forgot about him."

"Don't worry about him, there's no such person in the near future."

"What? No such person? Zhao Jun's face changed greatly, and his voice raised more than six tones: "How can this be?" ”

The bridge car drove slowly, and Secretary Jin tied his seat belt and shrugged at him: "You ask me, who do I ask!" ”

"Anyway, when I went to mention someone, I was talking about two people, and I ended up checking the record of only you alone for a long time."

"Zhao Jun, it seems that you are planting a big heel this time!"

The shock was only a moment, and Zhao Jun, whose expression returned to normal, gritted his teeth hatefully: "That's right! Big heel, my imprisonment this time is due to him. ”

"You think it's just a prison sentence?" Secretary Jin took out his mobile phone, flipped out a piece of information, and handed it to him: "Take a look for yourself." ”

Zhao Jun flipped through the chat messages, his face turned from yellow to blue, blue to black, and red in black...... It's raging.

"It must be Deng Jian, a dog mongrel, no one knows the news except him."

He never imagined that in just two days, he would become a laughing stock in other people's mouths.

"More than that!" Secretary Jin pulled a sneer at the corner of Zhao Jun's mouth: "You think this is the end?" I checked the IP address from which the screenshot was sent, and guess where? ”

Zhao Jun's eyes narrowed, and he thought for a moment and said thoughtfully: "Could it be the ...... of +1 Consulting Studio?" "In this Yongling City, they dare to oppose him.

Secretary Jin nodded: "It can also be said that the IP address is a teahouse downstairs from the +1 consulting studio, but it is no different." ”

"So, Deng Jian's dog mongrel was an undercover agent they sent in the first place?" Zhao Jun took the words, his face was as black as a piece of ink.

Hunting geese all day long, but he was pecked blind by geese.

He really didn't expect that the dog thing he bullied on weekdays actually bit himself.

"Eight or nine is not far from ten."

Secretary Jin nodded in agreement, what puzzled him was that when he checked Deng Jian's information today, all his identity information disappeared cleanly in Yongling City, as if this person had never appeared.

In such a short period of time, he can do things so neatly and neatly, and ask himself, he can't do it.

When did Yongling City come to such a powerful role.

Patches of evergreen and seasonal flowers whizz past the car.

Ning Jin sat in the back seat, thinking about it, and her slightly curled eyelashes were dyed with ink on the white and pink goose egg face.

Sitting next to him was Jimu, who had just come out of the hospital.

After Ji's mother fainted, the two took her to the hospital for a full body examination.

She had caused severe anemia after selling blood, coupled with Ning Jin's words, she couldn't stand the despair after hope for a while, and her body naturally collapsed.

After coming out of the hospital, the three of them didn't mention the incident again, Lan Li offered to send Ji's mother back to their residence, and Ning Jin didn't object.

She could see that Ji Mu was very restrained, obviously resistant to her and familiar with Lan Li.

Although Ning Jin wants to be a cute and well-behaved baby, others don't give her this opportunity!

It's just that I pity the villain in Ning Jin's heart, with a handful of snot in one hand, a handful of tears in the other, and a grievance and sobbing with a shaking shoulder: Can't you become cute and blame me?

Behind the prosperity of every city, there is a piece of poverty and human beings living at the bottom of the city, which seems to have become the eternal iron law of this century.

On Sanyuan Road, you may see a car of more than 100,000 yuan passing by from time to time, but there is basically no trace of a car on a two-meter-wide 'Happiness Road' that turns left into Sanyuan Road.

Lan Li parked and locked the car, led the way in front, and acted as skillfully as he could.

The ground of Sanyuan Road is asphalted, and the ground of 'Happy Road' is a rotten cement road with pits connected to pits.

Ning Jin could imagine that the rainstorm at noon must have stirred up a drop of water in the pit.

If you step on the air, then congratulations, it is inevitable to wash your muddy feet.

Such a stark contrast is not an exaggeration to say that there is a heaven and an underground.

Ning Jin raised his arm and bumped Lan Li, and he looked back at her questioningly.

"How many times have you been here?" Ning Jin asked him curiously, she really wanted to know how he slipped under his nose.

The muscles on Lan Li's face stiffened for a moment, and he rubbed his nose with his thumb weakly, and replied vaguely: "I haven't been here a few times." ”

Ning Jin pursed his lips, not expecting anything to come out of his mouth.

Walking through the old buildings, the three of them came to the door of a house with some tiles off the exterior wall.

A gust of wind came, and Ning Jin watched the tiles above his head sway.

She wiped the sweat from her forehead and muttered in her mouth: This tile is so enthusiastic, I'm really afraid that as soon as it gets excited that day, it will fall off as soon as its little hand is loosened, and it will be torn apart......

The whole old building has only six floors, and Jimu lives on the top floor.

Stepping into the corridor, you can see cigarette butts everywhere, all kinds of plastic bags for small snacks and the like, and you don't know what is stained on the soles of your feet when you step on the stairs, sticky.

The sound of children crying at the top of their lungs, the quarrels of husbands and wives accusing each other, and the sound of giggling laughter filled the entire corridor.

Xu is Ning Jin's first time coming, Ji Mu's expression was a little embarrassed, she was also disgusted when she first moved here.

"The soundproofing here is poor......"

In fact, Ji Mu really thought about it too much, Ning Jin had been in a worse environment than this, so she naturally didn't care about the environment here.

The three of them reached the sixth floor and stopped in front of a rusty iron door with faded old couplets on either side.

Xu Shiji's mother opened the door to alarm the girl in the house, and a girl's unique soft voice came from the house, and if you listen carefully, you can still detect a trace of tension in the voice.

"Who?"