Chapter 1290

Without waiting for Zhuang Jia to react, Song Jingru's frightened screams sounded in the room-

"Ahh!!h

Her scream was terrible, which woke up Hu Fangfang and brought Zhuang Jia back to her senses.

And that face, too, seemed frightened, and shrank out of the window without a trace.

There was the sound of messy footsteps in the hallway, followed by a sharp knock on the door.

"What's going on?! What's going on inside?! ”

People outside were shouting.

Song Jingru opened the door in a panic and ran out, extremely accurately, found Yu Yang from a group of disheveled men, and cried and threw herself into his arms.

Zhuang Jia walked out of the dormitory and saw that Song Jingru was only wearing a thin nightdress, crying and hugging Yu Yang, and the whole person was almost hanging on him.

At this moment, the surging vinegar is like a majestic wave, snapping down the fear of seeing the grimace!

There are only two words left in her heart -

it!

She really got into the water in her brain, so when she heard Song Jingru crying just now, she sympathized with her kindness for two seconds!

To be soft-hearted to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself!

Zhuang Jia stared at the pendant attached to Yang's body with an ugly face, and said nothing, his eyes were angry and angry.

However, Yu Yang's face was even more ugly than hers.

He looked at Zhuang Jia and said with a dark face: "Go into the house!" ”

Zhuang Jia came back to his senses, looked down at the untied buttons on the placket, and then looked at the long legs exposed under the shirt, and for a while, there was embarrassment, anger, and grievances.

She pursed her lips and turned her face into the room.

I thought disdainfully: What is this, wearing a bikini on the beach is much more revealing than this one.

In the end, it's not a taste of thinking: Song Jingru's suspender nightdress has much less fabric than a shirt, why don't you train her?

At this time, Yu Yang's reprimand came from outside the door-

The tone is cold and severe, extremely harsh!

"Song Jingru! Do you remember that you were a prosecutor?! What are the basic norms of professional ethics for prosecutors?! ”

Zhuang Jia was slightly stunned and quickly pricked up his ears.

After waiting for a while, she heard Song Jingru's cry put away, and it turned into a low cry, sobbing and sobbing.

Yu Yang asked coldly: "What is the Basic Code of Professional Ethics for Prosecutors, Chapter 2, Article 7?" ”

Song Jingru choked up and replied, "Insist...... Adhere to the principle of filing and inspection for the public...... The purpose of law enforcement for the people, to safeguard and safeguard the fundamental interests of the broadest masses of the people, to protect the people's livelihood, to serve the masses, to be close to the people, for the people, for the benefit of the people, and for the convenience of the people......"

At the end of his voice, he trembled faintly, and seemed to be unable to cry.

Yu Yang was unmoved, and said sternly: "Do you remember law enforcement for the people? Do you remember to protect people's livelihood and serve the masses? After the incident, you, as a prosecutor, did not investigate the situation and did not protect the weak! You're the first to run out! β€”β€”

What are you crying for?! Are taxpayers paying to come out just to see you cry?! ”

None of the people in the hallway dared to squeak.

In the suppressed silence, there was only Song Jingru's sobbing voice.

Zhuang Jia thought about it in the room: When he said that he was weak in protection, did he mean me?

Yu Yang, who was outside the door, asked again: "What is the Basic Code of Professional Ethics for Procurators, Chapter 5, Article 37?" ”

Song Jingru just cried, and was speechless.

Yu Yang said indifferently: "If you don't remember, let me remind you, Article 37, pay attention to professional etiquette and restraint, be dignified and behaved, maintain good professional ethics and demeanor, and maintain the good image of the procurator."

Song Jingru, do you think your performance today has professional ethics? Is there a professional demeanor? Did you maintain the good image of the prosecutor?!

I'll give you a day to write a self-review and give it to Hu Fangfang tomorrow, otherwise your internship will be eliminated! ”

The voice fell, and there was silence outside.

Zhuang Jia listened very hard, wondering Song Jingru's reaction, but only heard scattered footsteps.

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Yu Yang pushed the door in.

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