Li Kun directly invited him, as the president of a large group, he deigned to invite his subordinate employees to spread the rules, and ordinary people had long been flattered, either happy and incoherent, or busy agreeing, but Liu Ziguang just said flatly: "Okay, but I haven't been available lately, let's watch it next week." ”

"Oh, then you're going to get busy." Li Kun put down the phone, held his cheeks and looked into the distance, and his mood fluctuated slightly.

In fact, there is no shortage of suitors around Li Kun, she is not very old, only in her early thirties, and her appearance looks younger, and under the aura of beauty and wealth, how many outstanding men flock to her, just like the secretary Zhao is the secretary of the municipal party committee just now, it can be said that the power is leaning Jiangbei, the last time Liu Ziguang mistakenly killed a trafficker, the case was solved by Li Kun through him, a Longines watch, plus a meal, in exchange for a phone call, how many people rushed and worked hard to solve the matter, immediately solved.

Secretary Zhao likes Li Kun, but this kind of liking is not acceptable to Li Kun, in fact, Secretary Zhao is a very tasteful and stylish man, neat and crisp all day long, elegant and gentle temperament, holding authority but kind and kind, anything can be solved by him when it comes to him, ordinary women can not resist the attack of this kind of man, but Li Kun is Li Kun after all, she needs not only a husband, but also a good father, a good career help.

Secretary Zhao only meets the third of these three because he is a family man.

Therefore, Li Kun will not accept him no matter what, even if it is a private contact, Secretary Zhao also understands this, but he is never discouraged, and he still cares about Li Kun and her Zhicheng Group as always.

As for other suitors, it is even more like a carp crossing the river, there are not a few big bosses in the Jiangbei business circle who are impressed by Li Kun's mature and ladylike temperament, and there are several who claim to be willing to divorce her, but Li Kun never takes them seriously, just laughs them off.

Even within the group, there is no shortage of male ** employees who have a crush on Mr. Li, such as Vice President Yin Zhijian, who is in his forties, has not remarried since the divorce, in order to win Mr. Li's heart, but Li Kun only regarded him as a partner and never gave a hint in that regard.

So many excellent men pursue themselves and they are actually worried about a small security supervisor who refused the invitation, it is really ridiculous to think about it, Li Kun smiled self-deprecatingly, opened his notebook, and began to deal with official business.

After reading a few emails, Li Kun's mind was still restless, and he didn't know why Liu Ziguang's figure always appeared in front of him, from the initial encounter at the door of the bank, to the speeding car to arrest human traffickers, to every thrilling moment of the trip to Longyang, as well as the heroic posture of holding a sniper rifle on the rooftop, of course, the most profound is that he and his son are lying side by side, which is so warm and touching.

"Mom, Mom, I want an uncle." I don't know when my son woke up, pulled Li Kun's clothes and yelled, Li Kun quickly picked up his son and said, "Uncle Xiao Cheng will come to our house as a guest." ”

……

Liu Ziguang didn't immediately agree to Li Kun's invitation, not to sell taste, but really busy, don't look at his usual idle and nothing, every time he eats, he is always lacking in skills, and the relationship with Fang Fei has improved by leaps and bounds recently, and it happens to be a weekend, and he will definitely go to dinner with his girlfriend, how can he have time to go to Mr. Li's banquet.

In the street restaurant, Liu Ziguang and Fang Fei sat in a quiet corner, Liu Ziguang's chopsticks flew up and down, eating the dry fried spicy chicken on the plate, and said that it was really delicious while eating, Fang Fei covered his mouth opposite and said with a smile: "Can the restaurant I introduced be delicious, by the way, I heard that you pretended to be someone's father and husband in the hospital yesterday, is there such a thing?" ”

Liu Ziguang explained: "That's also something that can't be helped, in order to give the child a blood transfusion as soon as possible, I will make a cameo appearance, you won't be jealous, right?" ”

Fang Fei said: "How can it be, it's too late for me to be proud of you, by the way, are you really Rh-a** blood type?" ”

Liu Ziguang didn't want to dwell on this issue anymore and casually diverted the topic: "By the way, don't you have something important to say?" ”

"Yes, if you don't mention it, I forgot that recently the Ministry of Health has a project to support Africa, and I want to send a large number of doctors and nurses to participate, what do you say?"

The little nurse stared at Liu Ziguang with eager eyes, Liu Ziguang knew that the person Fang Fei admired the most was Nightingale, when she was in junior high school, her grades could have been in a key high school, but for the sake of her ideals, she was admitted to the health school every year, she was the first in her grade, and finally graduated with the first grade in the school, entered the best hospital in the city, and was assigned to the emergency department of the hospital's window unit, you must know that Fang Fei's father was not the dean at that time, these are all the results of her personal efforts.

Fang Fei loves the profession of nurse so much, and wants to go to Africa, where war is raging, famine and disease are rampant, saving lives and helping the wounded is her dream career, and what reason does Liu Ziguang have to oppose it.

"Okay, I've got your back!" Liu Ziguang said firmly.

"Oops, great! I thought you'd object. Fang Fei was overjoyed, and actually leaned over and kissed Liu Ziguang on the cheek, Liu Ziguang stood up and wanted to pay tribute in return, and the people in the small restaurant all looked at the happy couple with kindness, and smiled.

Noticing everyone's gaze, Fang Fei hurriedly sat back in his chair, tidied up his scattered head, fixed his mind, and said, "Alas, there is nothing to do, what people want is a business elite, how can it be my turn." As he spoke, he sighed as he smashed the ribs on the plate with chopsticks.

"My Fang Fei is the most skilled nurse in the municipal hospital, how can it be that you can't take your turn." Liu Ziguang said.

"Really?" Fang Fei's eyebrows danced again, looking forward to the future: "Africa Big 6 is full of romance and ** war and crime, how I want to see the snow on Mount Kilimanjaro with my own eyes, by the way, if you really pick me up, it will be three years, can you wait for me?" ”

Liu Ziguang swore and said, "Wait for me, wait for you." ”

"Really?" Fang Fei tilted his head to look at him: "I don't believe that we will pull the hook and hang ourselves." ”

Outside, under the neon lights of the small restaurant at the entrance of the street, two young people stretched out their little thumbs and pulled the hook: "The hook is hanging for a hundred years, and it is not allowed to change." ”

Coming out of the tavern, it was already raining in autumn outside, and the rain was dripping, and there was no intention of stopping at all, and the pedestrians on the road were in a hurry with umbrellas, and the taxi business was very good, and there was no money to get a taxi, Fang Fei put his satchel on his head and said: "Rush it, just run to the bus stop." ”

Liu Ziguang grabbed her, took off the jacket on her body, draped it on Fang Fei, helped her zip it up, scratched her little nose and said, "It's cold, you wear so little, what should you do if you catch a cold in the rain?" ”

Wearing her boyfriend's clothes, a warmth rose from the bottom of her heart, Fang Fei buried her head in front of Liu Ziguang ** and said, "Then you can do what you say." As he spoke, he secretly glanced at the sign of the express hotel next to him, and his face turned red.

It's a pity that Liu Ziguang didn't understand at all, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number and said, "I'll pick it up at the intersection of Xi'an Road and Guangrong Street." ”

"Who are you calling?" Fang Fei asked curiously.

"My driver."

"Huh? Did you buy a car? How I don't know. ”

"When you see you, you understand."

Five minutes later, a black and shiny luxury car drove to the door of the tavern, with a wide body, a red flag shining on the front of the car shining in the night, looking at the huge body, Fang Fei was stunned: "This, this, this, this is your car?" ”：;“ yes, please. Liu Ziguang opened the car door and made a gesture of please.

The door of the tavern is full of people sheltering from the rain, all looking at this red flag double-row car that seems to have driven out of the time tunnel, some years old remember that this car is not ordinary people can sit, the secretary of the municipal party committee is not qualified to sit this way, only Prince Sihanouk and other international friends can sit when they visit China, young people are also wide-eyed, this car is too stylish, this style is simply more than what Rolls-Royce, Mai**, Bentley are not much more reckless.

Fang Fei happily got into the driver's seat of the car, sitting on Xuanzi, he specially wore a Mao suit today, combed his hair in the middle, and looked like a national cadre in the ** period.

Xuanzi turned around, and there was no smile on his serious face: "Where are you going?" ”

Fang Fei was startled, and then looked at Liu Ziguang, raised his hand, plucked the Sichuan dialect, and scolded Fang Xu: "Little ghost, go to Beidaihe." ”

Xuanzi said with a straight face: "It's long." Then the car moved, and the huge Hongqi sedan drove away from the tavern under the curious and envious eyes of everyone.

The car is very wide, two rows of leather sand are placed face to face, separated from the driver's seat by plexiglass, which can be bulletproof and soundproof, the windows are hung with white curtains, and the decorative parts are made of electroplated pure copper or real walnut, the workmanship is exquisite, the texture is solid, and it is definitely a central-level treatment for forty years.

Fang Fei happily rolled on the wide sand, opened the curtains from time to time to look at the scenery in the rain outside, and closed her mouth with joy, suddenly she leaned into Liu Ziguang's ear and asked softly, "Why do you say you want to go to Beidaihe?" And that one drove so weirdly. ”

Liu Ziguang smiled bitterly: "No way, he's good, I've fantasized since I was a child that I was driving for the mayor of the Central Committee, and I can't help it, I can't satisfy his taste, alas, I speak Sichuan dialect, otherwise it's not good to get tired." ”

Fang Fei smiled and said, "This person is so funny." ”

Liu Ziguang Zhengse said: "People are obsessed with one thing, it is not necessarily a bad thing, just say Xuanzi him, what kind of old car can be rejuvenated in his hands, the broken car can be rejuvenated with his ears, he knows what is wrong with his ears, and he must devote himself to it in order to achieve something." ”

Fang Fei nodded thoughtfully: "I understand." ”