(The storyline is completely fictional, the official must not sit in the right seat, if there is any similarity, it is purely a coincidence)

Is he like this because he drank liquor just now? Jing Hao's heart was racing, and she was so nervous that she didn't know what to do, she had never encountered this kind of thing before. There is a driver in front, do you need to say loudly and solemnly: "Zheng Ju, please let go of your hand?" Jing Hao's face was red, and she had to come up with a way to stop him decently.

But he had already hugged him shamelessly, and the tighter he embraced, and he moved vigorously to the other side, but he hugged so hard that he couldn't break free. She could only move her body forward and put her hand on the head pillow of the driver's seat, so that she could continue to compete with him, so as not to be hugged by him and fall into his arms at once. That's exactly what he wanted, when she threw herself into her arms, he would definitely pretend to ask: "Xiao Guo, look at you, what's wrong, have you drunk too much?" ”

Hold the front seat quietly and dodge forward, but each time you move slightly, it also gives the meat hand more room to move. Jing Hao held on tightly, her fingers were almost embedded in the seat in front of her, and she couldn't think of any other way, because she did drink a little wine during the meal, and her brain seemed to be much slower than usual. At this time, passing by a road by the sea, who would have expected that the driver, Master Liang, suddenly drove the car into a very secluded small fork, stopped suddenly, turned around and whispered: "Leader, report to you, I'm really sorry, I drank too much water just now, and I was holding it back, so I went down to find a place to pee." Then, without waiting for the "leader" to speak, he quickly opened the door and quickly disappeared into the bushes on the side of the road.

Jing Hao was serious at first, thinking: When are you not good at peeing? But she soon realizes that things are not so simple. It was half past nine in the evening, and it was a very secluded place, and only the sound of the waves could be heard. At the waist position, the hand was tightened tighter and tighter, and a fleshy face was spewing wine towards her. Her right hand was suddenly grabbed by his other hand and pulled straight towards his crotch, and she was terrified, the pace was faster than she had guessed! She tried her best to break free in the opposite direction, trying to withdraw her right hand, but after all, the other party was a man, much bigger than her little girl, and Jinghao's hand was still tightly held in his hand. The waist is also tightened tighter and tighter.

Maybe there was a stalemate for a second or two, and she suddenly said loudly: "Zheng Ju, my father's student Uncle Chen Gang and you are college classmates, right?" He was a graduate student with my dad when he first became a master's supervisor. ”

Jing Hao clearly felt that his sticky, fat and greasy hand, which was pulling her hand towards his crotch, gradually loosened.

"Uncle Chen came to my house to see my dad last week, and he talked about you, saying that you lived in a dormitory when you were in junior college, and that you were the first or second batch of students, so you are all older......," Jing Hao continued.

"Deputy Bureau Zheng" didn't answer, but the other hand that had been clasping her waist tightly, and the five fingers actually softened and quietly withdrew. However, when the five fingers slipped back, I don't know if it was by chance, or deliberately, it first slid down to her buttocks, touched the side of her buttocks, then slid through the flesh under the tail vertebrae, and then touched the other side of the buttocks, and then slowly retracted...... Jing Hao only felt itchy and unbearable, as if there were a lot of maggots crawling.

Then, the two fleshy hands of "Zheng Ju", to be exact, were stacked on top of each other on the metal button at the front of the waistband of his trousers, his head was tilted back, and he fell asleep as if nothing had happened, and he snored evenly.

Jinghao's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat, and she let out a long sigh of relief, and she had to hold her breath silently. Gently, as much as possible, she quietly moved closer to the car door, so as to keep the greatest distance from the "Deputy Bureau Zheng", and continued to hold back her voice and let out the atmosphere.

Just now, there was already a picture in her mind of "Deputy Bureau Zheng" tearing open her clothes with his hand, and even the buttons broke open, bounced to the co-pilot's seat, the bra strap was torn into the flesh, and most of her breasts were exposed, white and bulging, under the big shirt, and one of his fleshy hands, through tight jeans, was about to touch her groin, and he resisted desperately, resolutely refused, would rather die than give in, slap him, scratch his face, pick his eyeballs, as the rhythm of the fight accelerated, most of the chest beat one by one, His lips, bright red fat lips, spewing a strong smell of white wine, and vaguely carrying the smell of lobster at the banquet just now, came over......

It's going to be so embarrassing and terrible to get to that point......

Jing Hao let out a big gulp of air, and a layer of fog soon covered the car window, she leaned forward, and suddenly turned her head and carefully squinted at "Deputy Bureau Zheng", as if she was afraid that he would suddenly take the opportunity to reach out and touch her ass from behind. Seeing that he didn't open his eyes, she quickly twisted the car key to turn on the electricity, and quickly sat back to the farthest position against him, gently pressed the door button, opened the window a little, and let in the fresh air. She was more tired than a real hand-to-hand fight, and she was as tired as she collapsed, but she didn't dare to close her eyes and rest for a while, her eyes widened and she looked forward to the driver's return.

The driver of the "Deputy Bureau Zheng", "Daliang", actually peed for 30 minutes before coming back! In 30 minutes, if the pipe is thick enough, 2,000 tons of water will be almost discharged! He looked nonchalant, humming "On the slippery mountain, a slippery cloud...... get into the car, and even explain where he went, how he peed for 30 minutes, without mentioning a word, as if everything was tacit. In an instant, Jing Hao understood, from "I have two bags in the passenger seat, you can also sit in the back." "At the beginning, the "Deputy Bureau Zheng" and "Daliang" have always been tacit and smart, how many times has this kind of thing happened before......

Jing Hao suddenly turned from exhaustion to fear - she originally thought that this was an "emergency" caused by a few glasses of liquor in the body of "Deputy Zheng Bureau", but now she feels that he should not be temporary, if so, things will be even more troublesome, he didn't succeed this time, will he hold a grudge? Will it be harassed again in the future?

Speaking of this "Deputy Bureau Zheng" is narrow-minded, he is likely to offend him because of this incident, not a groundless speculation.

At the regular meeting the following week, Jing Hao was criticized by the director of the department, and the female director shook a newspaper, and said in a subdued and sonorous voice: "Comrades, it is impossible to overdo the word serious!" A very high-level leader in our club read this manuscript recently posted by a young female comrade in our department, talked about some of his views, and pointed out sharply: The depth is not enough, the interview is not in place, and even the topic selection needs to be discussed, so everyone should take caution in the future......

Look left and right, the youngest eldest sister is also thirty-nine, and she is not responsible for interviews and scripts. The newspaper in the female director's hand was shaking, and the date could also be seen, and she was stunned: didn't she say who she was talking about? As for the topic of the article, it was determined by the department at all, and it was not her own choice to be written, it was completely a prescribed action; Moreover, she interviewed for a whole week, and all the people who should be interviewed, not one of them fell, and wrote a manuscript of less than 3,000 words, isn't this in-depth? Isn't it serious? Didn't they just use their relationship drafts and propaganda drafts to correct typos and send them? Compared with those articles, I still have "not in place"?

This kind of public or private criticism was followed by several more ...... Jing Hao understood, there will be more. She also knows that she can't make progress, and it's useless to work hard, as long as Lao Zheng is still the vice president of the newspaper!

She really couldn't explain this to Harry, she suspected he didn't understand, and even if she could explain it completely in English, he might just suggest that she go to the police.

Not only could she not talk to Harry, but on the night of the incident, she felt that she couldn't talk to anyone, so how could she say it? It's weird and disgusting to think about, how can you speak?

A few days after the incident, she told her mother, who was very angry and said how could there be such a rogue leader? It's a shame that you spoke quickly, and it's a shame that he didn't dare to be completely shameless!

Her mother told her, "This man is a pure scoundrel!" You must be careful in the future, be more attentive, and never be alone with this person. In addition, I think it's best for you not to mention it to others, especially your colleagues in your unit, if you tell them the same thing, if they spread it to the outside world, it will not be what will happen, in short, the most important thing is to protect yourself......"

After that, Jing Hao tried her best to avoid "Deputy Bureau Zheng", anyway, she was not a leading cadre, and she didn't need to go to the meeting he presided over, even if he had nothing to do, he could only criticize her through the department director. After receiving several criticisms in succession, Jing Hao gradually figured it out: It doesn't matter, you can't really do anything to me, and I am not anti-party or anti-socialist, so I will write my manuscript well, and if you say it badly, it will not be good. But sooner or later, you will have to leave or retire, at least 15 to 20 years before me! I don't ask you to promote me, I don't ask you to look down on me, yes, I'm like this, I don't want to improve, the same, you can't do anything about me! If you are not tired, you will continue to pick thorns, and I am afraid that there will be a day when you have enough thorns!

But in fact, what can she do if she doesn't think like this?

She really didn't think about reporting him or complaining about him, because she felt that in the newspaper office, Lao Zheng could almost dominate the atmosphere of public opinion, and doing so might be ineffective, but also self-destructive and become a joke.