Zhang Zijian is still a little confident in handing in a script of less than 100,000 words in a week, as long as he focuses on thinking about something, his head is getting clearer and clearer. If the time is not tight, it is still no problem to have 10,000 words a day.

He Baoguo sent Zhang Zijian to his door, and after getting out of the car, Zhang Zijian took Dong Qian back to the uninhabited house. Open doors, kisses, strokes, leaks, couches, explore, undress.

Zhang Zijian just took off his T-shirt, revealing his vigorous muscles, lowered his head and kissed Dong Qian, who was red and slightly ashamed, listening to the light panting, Dong Qian crossed her hands on her chest, and pushed Zhang Zijian's chest hard. Zhang Zijian looked down and saw that the button-down shirt was messy, the two buttons from the neck to the chest were already open, the pink underwear was leaking, and the spring light inside was faint.

"The smell of sweat! Take a shower and go! The words were soft, with a slight trembling, delicate that made people stop and want to violate again.

Zhang Zijian kissed on the slightly hot cheek, and rushed to the bathroom, that impulse aroused the evil desire, so that Zhang Zijian couldn't stop violating the leakage.

When Zhang Zijian hurriedly finished rinsing, he ran out wearing tight underwear, and suddenly it was flustered, and there was no one in the living room. But after thinking about it, a lewd smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Said loudly: "Little kitten, what about peek-a-boo?" Where am I hiding? After speaking, he quickly ran to his room, knocked on the door, and was stunned, there was still no one in the room, and then looked behind the door, walked to the wardrobe, opened it and saw that there was still no one, under the bed...... Then Zhang Zijian didn't look for it except for the drawer, and he didn't find the delicate wonderful person.

When sitting on the couch, I saw a pen pressed against a piece of paper. I was anxiously looking for someone just now, but I didn't find the message on the coffee table:

"I'm sorry, I think I'm still leaving, it's really fast to be with you, but, I can't bear love or not love now, I'm sorry to disappoint you, I want to give it to you, but, not now, we should not be happy to do this kind of thing. Is that right? I'm leaving. Have a good rest, I'll wait for your script and play the role in your heart myself. ”

Zhang Zijian was lying on his back on the sofa, the paper in his hand was already crumpled into a ball, and then he quickly smoothed it out. Who knew that after this time, by a tree on the side of the road, the innocent face of the beautiful figure shed tears with sadness, looking up at the window in the building, not seeing the familiar figure, not seeing the familiar eyes, only seeing the sunset reflecting the sun.

Zhang Zijian's depression and anxiety, the fire of attacking the heart lingered, and the towering of his lower body made him irritable, and he had to take a cold shower again.

The doorbell rang, Zhang Zijian put on a loose pair of pants, and felt a lot more relaxed, at least he didn't have to be so uncomfortable. opened the door and saw this uninvited guest, who was his uncle Zhang Jianjun. After pushing the door in, he first put the bag on the coffee table, found a comfortable posture to sit down, and said to Zhang Zijian: "It's hot, what, get some cold boiled water, make tea, and leave in a while." Zhang Zijian just closed the door when he heard his uncle say.

Picked up the thermos and poured hot water into the lid cup, and said, "I burned it last night, and it shouldn't be too hot now." ”

"I went out to play today, and I said that no one answered the phone, so what about your PP machine? I've called many times, but I haven't seen you call back! Zhang Jianjun said.

"The machine hasn't been used for a long time, maybe it's out of power! What's the matter with me? Zhang Zijian asked.

"Take a break, you change your clothes, take you somewhere!" Zhang Jianjun was talking, picking up the hot water and drinking it.

After Zhang Zijian was dressed, Zhang Jianjun also drank the glass of water, and the two walked downstairs, Zhang Zijian didn't ask Zhang Jianjun to take him there, in short, it didn't matter if he could leave the lonely room and go there.

The villa building, the guard, this is the first time Zhang Zijian saw it, in short, it is very awkward. Seeing that there were still seven or eight cars parked on the edge of the flower bed in front of the building, it made people wonder whether this was an office or a private residence.

The guards were like ornaments, standing very straight, like dummies, and the white cold air of the bayonets in their hands was so aggressive that it was prohibitive. There was no interception, no interrogation, Zhang Jianjun drove directly into the villa.

Walking into the villa, I saw the furnishings everywhere, just like ordinary rich people, the scenery was quite luxurious, several sets of sofas, tables and chairs in the hall, and even a small bar.

Green flower pots, delicate bonsai, calligraphy and paintings on the wall, showing that this family is very exquisite, Zhang Jianjun took Zhang Zijian to the second floor, obviously not as spacious as the hall, walked a few steps along the corridor, passed by the door of three rooms and entered a room at the very head, the first thing that came in was wide and exquisite.

A large bronze writing desk shows the atmosphere. And the one sitting on the chair was Ma Wendong, holding a cigarette in one hand and a phone in the other, and humming a few times from time to time. Opposite the large desk was a pair of brown sectional sofas, also sitting two people, older and looking in their fifties.

When Ma Wendong saw the two of them come in, he pointed to the sofa with the hand holding the cigarette and asked the two to sit down. After waiting for five or six minutes, Ma Wendong finally finished the call. First said to the two older ones who were sitting in the past: "The information will be sent over in a while, we are still paying attention to that place at present, and we will notify you as soon as there is news." ”

Then the two got up and shook hands with Ma Wendong to say goodbye, and after sending the two away, Ma Wendong sat on the sofa, patted Zhang Zijian's shoulder with a smile and said, "Don't say anything when you come back!" ”

Zhang Zijian was depressed? Why did his uncle bring him here, to see the office of the public and the non-public, and even the guards with guns, what is this! Ma Wendong has always given Zhang Zijian the impression that he is a businessman in the big ya, but now seeing this qiē makes Zhang Zijian confused.

"We're not at the same level, and we're not in the same mood, and I'm looking for someone to play with who is the same age as me, and I don't have any common language with you adults." Zhang Zijian is still somewhat resistant to Ma Wendong in his heart, and always feels that this uncle does not do good things, and the principle of less interaction has always made Zhang Zijian not take the initiative to contact him. It has always been Ma Wendong who took the initiative to call or make an appointment to meet him, and he also talked about cooperation matters. But every time Zhang Zijian Jue talked, Ma Wendong seemed to go around in circles to pull about national interests, as well as the Middle East military affairs, which made Zhang Zijian very disgusted, although doing business is important to political and military analysis factors, it is just to judge the trend of the market. But if you really analyze yourself as a military strategist or a politician, it will be even more ridiculous. So Zhang Zijian asked Ma Wendong to let him in every time.

"Aren't we partners? By the way, oil has risen since the past few days, and gold has risen so slowly, basically not moving. Just now you saw that those two people are the heads of the Ministry of Oil, and they also have a liaison office in the Middle East. As soon as Ma Wendong's words fell, Zhang Jianjun added: "How can you return the Ministry of Oil!" It was renamed two years ago and is now the National Petroleum Corporation. ”

"Oh, look at my memory, I can't change my mouth for a while! The eldest nephew, are you interested in joining PetroChina after making money, even if you are a shareholder, do you have confidence in the expansion of overseas oil? After Ma Wendong finished speaking, he made Zhang Zijian a flute.

"PetroChina?" The first thought in Zhang Zijian's heart was this, "Expand overseas, uh." Also invested in shares. I'm cǎo! Cow B is bigger. When I entered the market to buy the shares of PetroChina, since I bought it, it has not risen much, but in addition to cutting the meat is cutting the meat, when I was still working as a small clerk in a financial company, I played with the little salary. Now let me get into the stock of PetroChina, that's what a thing. It can't be a trap! Zhang Zijian looked at Ma Wendong with two surprised eyes. It seems unbelievable.

This is indeed unbelievable, and Ma Wendong is bullying Zhang Zijian for not understanding and wanting to trap him. It was no fun to fight for Zhang Zijian to join his department earlier, but he still wanted to continue to use him, so he thought of a trick and let Zhang Zijian drill into it. It is not so simple to take a stake in PetroChina, and Zhang Zijian's identity cannot be entered to become a shareholder, if he is a petty official, he should be honed and honed. Ma Wendong is completely cheating Zhang Zijian, Iraq wants to fight, from the order and the expansion of the army and the deployment of two to three divisions around Kuwait, it has been seen that the problem is coming, but there is still a problem, the country is also short of oil, so it wants to fund Iraq to trade several oil fields with each other. It's about the national interest. But Ma Wendong, the head of military intelligence, thinks differently, he wants to see how capable Zhang Zijian's head is.

used special channels to get Zhang Zijian's identity, and first expanded the domestic oil branch to the Middle East, and it was indispensable to give advice, obviously Ma Wendong regarded Zhang Zijian as a dog-headed military advisor or something.

"Are you sure I can take a stake in PetroChina!" Zhang Zijian asked.

"Yes, why can't, when did I lie to you!" Ma Wendong laughed, took out a package of special supplies, gave one to Zhang Jianjun and Zhang Zijian, and threw it on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

"How many shares can I buy!" Zhang Zijian is not stupid! PetroChina is a state-owned enterprise! It can be privatized, and the state clearly stipulates that the children of senior cadres are not allowed to operate a company or become a shareholder in an enterprise. Then what Ma Wendong said was a bit hanging, but Zhang Zijian still asked curiously.

"This? I still have to understand, what, no, how about we hang up a consultant first! Ma Wendong tried again.

"Forget about the consultant, I don't have so much time, I'm mainly studying now, making money is your business, national affairs or something, I won't participate, besides, isn't it too child's play to go to PetroChina at my age?" What Zhang Zijian said is indeed so reasonable, the hairy child who is less than twenty years old goes to PetroChina as a consultant, hey! The people of the whole country can spray him to death.

"It's not about where you want to go to work, you just have to put on your name, and you're completely under my jurisdiction. Your file is confidential, don't worry about age leakage, and don't worry about someone in PetroChina knowing you. "Ma Wendong is telling the truth, really let Zhang Zijian go to work, it's really a bit messy, if someone finds out Zhang Zijian's true identity and is used by people with ulterior motives, then what, there will definitely be people who say that the children of senior cadres receive salaries in their names and even get a senior title, this thing is unreasonable! The impact is also significant.

Zhang Zijian's head shook like a drum, he wasn't stupid! is under the jurisdiction of Ma Wendong, he knows what Ma Wendong does, why does PetroChina have the final say on him? This thing is mysterious, maybe it's a pit. Zhang Zijian refused immediately, he always felt that what Ma Wendong proposed was unreliable, and besides, PetroChina had cheated him in his previous life, so he was not fooled? Even if it's a good thing, resolutely don't get involved.

Ma Wendong saw Zhang Zijian shaking his head, smoking a cigarette and coughing, and then Zhang Jianjun stood up and walked to the window to look at a delicate bonsai. Completely ignore Ma Wendong's code.

Ma Wendong saw that Zhang Zijian was not on the set, and then pulled some others, and Zhang Zijian borrowed a check for two million when he was leaving. Ma Wendong finally wanted to take Zhang Zijian a little, and he just thought about it, but the smile on his face was even brighter, as if he was so happy after borrowing money.

"Lack of money to tell me, you ask the old horse to borrow, alas, I won't say anything about you, and if you make a movie or something, it's called not doing your job, you know! Don't just focus on playing, you should think about your future development, by the way, did something unpleasant happened between you and Xiao Jing in FJ, she also came back yesterday. Zhang Jianjun said to Zhang Zijian in the passenger seat in his car.

"How did you know she was coming, she looked for you!" Zhang Zijian didn't say anything in front of him, and he looked surprised, how come this uncle knows everything.

"No, I met her, I know by looking at her appearance and expression that you are unhappy, I said that you kid also cares about her somewhat, after all, it is your future daughter-in-law?" Zhang Jianjun said in a tone that taught Zhang Zijian a lesson......

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