The hour hand points to 12 o'clock, lunch time is here, it is still the old rule, Xu Ying appeared in Zhang Ziwen's office on time, there are beautiful women to eat with him every day, and I don't know if it is a happy thing, he has an indescribable feeling for this quiet Xu Ying, Zhang Ziwen stood up and greeted him with a smile, he knew very well what Xu Ying meant to him, but he couldn't say anything, he just regarded Xu Ying as a buddy, if she knew Zhang Ziwen's mind, I don't know how she would feel

has already faced the woman who gave her a headache, Zhang Ziwen didn't need to dodge anymore, and took Xu Ying directly to the position by the floor-to-ceiling window with the dinner plate, although Xu Ying felt strange, but she could enjoy the scenery outside the window while eating, and there was a little bit of romance, her careful eyes couldn't help but be a little happy

The plate was clean and slippery in a few clicks, Xu Ying was now used to his ugly appearance, but Zhang Ziwen couldn't stand her slow eating, it was purely a grain of rice sent to her small mouth one by one, to be replaced by Tang Shu, he was determined to help finish the food on her plate, but he could share a plate of food with him, but I am afraid that only Tang Shu has this qualification, he likes intimate contact with Tang Shu, and he is not happy to be her.

After the meal, the cigarette was lit, Zhang Ziwen patiently waited for Xu Ying's kitten-like dining style, and the pair of perfect matches appeared in the restaurant, as usual, becoming the focus of everyone, but Zhang Ziwen was not interested in appreciating the perfect match, and enjoyed the fun of smoking after the meal, he didn't want to meet Mu Qing, and felt that it was superfluous to look at her, so he looked out of the window, out of sight, out of mind, and enjoying the scenery outside, which was much more comfortable than looking at the pair

His performance like this naturally aroused Mu Qing's strong dissatisfaction, this stinky guy is not like a few days ago to hide from himself and not say anything, he actually dared to look at himself directly, hum, wait and see, you look good.

When Mu Qing passed by Zhang Ziwen's seat, he snorted uncontrollably, the handsome man Fan Zong next to him seemed to be very concerned about her, and hurriedly asked what made her unhappy, Mu Qing glanced at him irritably, sped up his pace, and left the handsome man behind, it seems that this so-called fiancé is not having a good time with her, looking at his handsome face full of embarrassment, it should be seen

returned to the office, made a cup of coffee, lit a cigarette, leaned back on the office chair, and waited quietly for Mu Qing's call, what would she do? I can't send documents, just send some information, right? Zhang Ziwen could almost conclude in his heart that the things that Mu Qing's girl wanted to hand over to him were definitely tricky.

Zhang Ziwen thought of those monitoring people at this time, these people are really ghostly, when he was dining in the restaurant, he found that at least five people were watching in the restaurant, and he really wanted to do a few girls, damn, like a fly, Zhang Ziwen was a little unhappy

At this time, the phone on the desk rang suddenly, interrupting his thoughts, Zhang Ziwen sighed and picked up the phone, it was Mu Qing, there was no nonsense, and he directly called him to the general manager's office on the 34th floor.

In the general manager's office, Mu Qing was very simple, and explained things clearly in three clicks and two clicks, and at the end of the day, he pretended to pay attention to traffic safety, be careful on the road, go early and return early, and other language, which seemed to be concerned, but it was awkward in Zhang Ziwen's ears, and there was a feeling that a weasel was giving a New Year's greeting to the chicken.

Walking out of the Yinmao Building, I took a taxi directly across the street, told the driver the location, and the taxi drove all the way north, and at the same time, at least three cars were hoisted up, constantly changing positions to alternately follow the taxi that Zhang Ziwen was taking.

Zhang Ziwen sat in the back seat, feeling funny in his heart, spending so much manpower and material resources to track a good citizen, it was really a lot of money to support, purely nothing to look for, soon, Zhang Ziwen found a suspicious vehicle tracking behind, at a glance, he knew that it was a rookie, and he didn't even know how to hide, so he bit the taxi so tightly, for fear of losing it, Zhang Ziwen quietly looked at the situation behind the car from the reversing mirror, by the way, Baoshijie 911gt3, isn't this Mu Qing's car? What is this girl doing with her?

He couldn't help but think of the reason, the taxi had already arrived at its destination, Xiangyun Building, which was an office building, and it was also the place where Zhang Ziwen wanted to do something today, and he didn't bother to care about the people who were tracking him, so he directly entered the elevator and pressed the button on the 19th floor.

Several middle-aged men jumped out of the car that was tracking outside, one was guarding the elevator door and looking at the reading of the floor, and several men took another elevator to follow, and the locked floor was notified by the headset of the man waiting at the elevator entrance, so as not to follow the wrong floor.

Mu Qing didn't pay attention to these men who acted abnormally, she parked the car opposite the building at this time, sat in the car, turned on the music, and leisurely looked at the exit of the building, she was imagining Zhang Ziwen's embarrassed appearance when he came out, and the smile on her face was more proud

Walking out of the elevator, Zhang Ziwen glanced at the company name plate facing the elevator door, there are more than ten companies on this floor, Impression Advertising Company, Mu Qing asked him to come by name, the house number of this company should be at the end of the aisle, Zhang Ziwen lit a cigarette and walked to the end

As soon as he entered the advertising company, Zhang Ziwen was stunned, Mu Qing's explanation today seems to be very simple, now it seems that it is not so simple, the company in front of him does not feel like an advertising company, the large room, there are several mahjong tables, each mahjong table is full, or smoking cigarettes, or bare-chested, some put one foot on the stool, and from time to time rubbing the stinky feet with their hands, and some people stand diagonally at the mahjong table, or watch the game, or buy codes, look at the appearance of a few positive shapes, The whole room was full of smoke, the so-called desks were stacked messily, and there were a few pictorials of beautiful women on the wall that were about to fall off, and they were all [***] girls, a scene of black smoke and miasma.

What the fuck is this company? Underground casinos? A finance company that lends money to a loan shark? Zhang Ziwen's heart was on fire, and he had a feeling of being in love with Mu Qingdang, damn sinister enough, that stinky girl wanted to kill herself.

At this time, a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh and five big and three thick saw Zhang Ziwen, approached him with a cigarette and tilted his head, looked him up and down presumptuously and asked, "Hey, buddy, who are you looking for?" ”

"I'm looking for Chen Jinbao, the general manager of this company." Zhang Ziwen threw away the cigarette butts, the ground was very dirty, and there was no need to find any ashtrays.

"Jinbao? Are you looking for Jinbao? What's the matter? "Listening to this accent, it's a bit like that of a Haijin person.

Zhang Ziwen smiled and asked instead of answering: "Is he there?" Need to tell him face to face. ”

The middle-aged man puffed on Zhang Ziwen's cigarette, looking a little arrogant: "What? Still need to say it to your face? Where's the buddy? ”

"I can't talk about it." Zhang Ziwen frowned: "I am an employee of Xinao Group, and I have something serious to talk about when I look for you Mr. Chen, is he there?" Zhang Ziwen's heart was on fire, and he wanted to put down the man in front of him on the spot, damn, pretending to be the underworld in front of Lao Tzu?

"What? Xinao Group? The middle-aged man glanced at Zhang Ziwen again, and saw that he was wearing Sven, a short white shirt, light gray trousers, and he looked very energetic, looking like an employee of a large company.

"That's right." Zhang Ziwen was a little impatient: "It's Xinao Group, please call you Mr. Chen." ”

"What's the hurry, I haven't asked clearly, our Jinbao is not like you can see it if you want to." The middle-aged man heard Zhang Ziwen's impatience and deliberately made things difficult for him.

Zhang Ziwen had already locked on a middle-aged man, and although the man had been playing cards, he had been glancing here from the corner of his eye, and his ears seemed to be listening to their conversation.

Zhang Ziwen scolded in his heart, damn, I wanted to hide, I didn't bother to pay attention to the person in front of me at the moment, and walked directly towards the middle-aged man who was playing mahjong.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing, buddy" The man in front of him stepped across and stopped Zhang Ziwen: "You want to come to Heng." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhang Ziwen's chest

Just listening to the sound of "ouch", Zhang Ziwen shot out like lightning, grabbed his wrist accurately, and staggered his wrist joint with just a slight twist, Zhang Ziwen was merciful, but just like that, the man had been deformed by the huge pain from his wrist and deformed his body in the direction of twisting, and he exhaled painfully

This sound alarmed the people in the whole room, his accomplice was restrained, and it was okay, only to hear the sound of mahjong overturning kept sounding, and the gang of people hula and cheered around, afraid that there were more than 30 people, a noisy, while these people surrounded them, Zhang Ziwen had already let go of the middle-aged man's wrist, and stood calmly in the middle of this group of people, his expression was calm, and the muscles of his body were already tense, and he would explode at any time

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Hey, I'm just an amateur writer, didn't I write the protagonist a little more restrained for the time being, and Zhang Yang is not now, the book has just begun, and my brothers are so excited to denounce me? Is it good to be inclusive? "I haven't experienced it, and I never know what the road ahead is." These are the words of a reader who really spoke my mind, it is really hard to find a job! Especially those who have been expelled from the military are even harder!

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