Chapter 13 Depressed Xie Ruolin
Chapter 13 Depressed Xie Ruolin
"Qiu, this, this is..." Xie Ruolin's eyes widened, and his slightly swollen eye bags became more obvious.
“This is my boyfriend Hong Ji-you.
"Hong, this is a senior from Beiyang University, his name is Xie Ruolin."
Wanqiu's face was full of sweetness and she stuck closer to Hong Zhiyou.
"Thank you, Mr. Xie. I have heard of you for a long time!"
Idol, Hong Zhiyou walked up and greeted him enthusiastically.
"What does Mr. Hong do for a living?" Xie Ruolin asked curiously.
In fact, the Central Bureau of Investigation also had members on the organizing committee, but Xie’s rank was too low and he could not attend the club’s dance.
So, he didn't know Hong Zhiyou.
"I make a living at the Navy Club." Hong Zhiyou said.
“Navy Club?
"Old...brother, you are a capable man. That place is full of rich people." Xie Ruolin said with a stuttering smile.
"To make a living." Hong Zhiyou said.
"Brother, are you from Jinhai Station?" Xie Ruolin looked at him with a smile.
"How to say?"
“I’m familiar with the municipal affairs of this place.
"The only one who can understand the Navy Club thoroughly and be entertained by Mr. Mu is... someone from Jinhai Station." Xie Ruolin said.
Hong Zhiyou smiled, which was considered as his agreement.
"I'm very familiar with your Captain Ma. Can we have dinner together someday?" Xie Ruolin would not miss any opportunity to do business.
“Dude, if you’re not from the municipal government, then you’re from the Ye faction.
"If Ye Xiufeng knew that we were having dinner together, wouldn't he smash your head?"
Hong Zhiyou sneered.
"Brother, the rules and regulations are for honest people.
"This is my phone number. Ask your Captain Ma. There will be a time when you need me..."
Xie Ruolin took out a business card and handed it over.
It's quite fashionable.
Hong Zhiyou took it and put it in his pocket, then kissed Wanqiu on the cheek:
"Qiu, go back and catch up on your sleep. You didn't sleep well last night."
"Thank you, Mr.
He smiled proudly at Xie Ruolin, got into the car and left.
Damn, they kissed already?
Didn’t you sleep well last night?
Xie Ruolin looked at Wanqiu with surprise and depression:
"Qiu, you, you were together last night?"
"Well, as for my boyfriend, my uncle and aunt also like him, so... we are together."
Wanqiu watched the car go away with reluctance.
"You...don't you have a boyfriend?" Xie Ruolin was a little anxious.
"I met him last night." Wanqiu said.
We met last night and then stayed overnight?
What a joke.
Is this still the innocent little girl from Beiyang University?
"Qiu, stop messing around. Don't I know who you are?" Xie Ruolin forced a smile.
“You really don’t know who I am.
"Mr. Xie, I'm going to practice the piano now. Bye."
Wanqiu smiled faintly, ignored him, and turned to walk inside.
Before, as Xie Ruolin was sent by the Central Bureau of Investigation, my uncle had tried to curry favor with him and try to match him up with him.
But in Jinhai, Jinhai Station is the real power holder.
Besides, my uncle has investigated.
This person's parents died early, he has no background, and his rank is not high.
He is a whore and a gambler, and is a frivolous person.
Still a stutterer.
Some time ago, Yu Zecheng came. What was his identity?
A major in the Military Control Commission, he was well-educated, upright, and Wu Jingzhong's confidant.
He is far superior to Xie Ruolin.
Not to mention comparing him with Hong Zhiyou, the talented man recognized by the aunt who heads the house.
Therefore, there was no chance for her and Xie Ruolin to be together, and there was no need for them to pretend to be nice.
"Autumn……"
Xie Ruolin waved sadly, and Wanqiu walked in on her high heels without even turning her head.
“Bitch.
"Inlaid with gold... or silver? Women, don't they all have two mouths?
"I really think I care about you, you traitor dog!"
Xie Ruolin threw the rose in his hand away and walked away cursing.
……
Wanqiu returned to the hall.
Mu Liancheng was watering the flowers with Huizi.
When he saw Wanqiu, his pockmarked face became longer:
"How can a girl be so shameless?"
"Uncle...what's wrong with me?" Wanqiu clasped her hands together, puzzled.
"What did you do with Mr. Hong last night?" Mu Liancheng snorted coldly.
Wanqiu's cheeks turned red and she remained silent.
“I don’t care if you young people sleep.
"You're screaming like a ghost, and you don't even care about moral principles?
"He is your biological father, who is your dead father, and who am I?
"You have no shame, but I still have some.
"You have brought shame to our Mu family."
Mu Liancheng threw the kettle away angrily and went straight to the inner room.
He and Huizi went to listen to the room last night.
I want to know how far the relationship between these two young people will develop.
I never wanted to hear this.
Mu Liancheng was so angry that his lungs exploded and he didn't sleep well that night.
The whores in Xiuchunlou only called him "Master", and none of them called him "Daddy". And he was a top student of the Beiyang government!
Wanqiu was so embarrassed at this moment that she wished she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
It’s all Hong Zhiyou’s fault.
He insisted that she call him "Dad" or "Dear Dad". Wanqiu loved him and was in a good mood so she naturally let him do whatever he said.
Now it’s okay, uncle has heard it.
How embarrassing.
"Qiu, you are like a woman." Huizi laughed and looked at him with admiration.
She had no good feelings towards this "niece".
It's just a tool to be used.
However, Huizi was very pleased that Wanqiu was young, beautiful and good at playing.
Being alive is more important than anything else in this world.
Beauty and figure are a woman’s greatest survival assets.
Just based on this girl's coquettishness, even if she stays in Jinhai in the future, she will at least be a socialite and won't have to worry about making a living.
Wanqiu blushed, bowed slightly, and ran away quickly.
……
Hong Zhiyou returned to Jinhai Station.
"Webmaster." He went straight into Wu Jingzhong's office.
"Zhiyou, why don't you go and take a rest? I'll give you a day off so you can have a good rest.
"Only when you are healthy can you serve the Party and the country."
Wu Jingzhong smiled and asked him to sit down on the sofa.
"Thank you, webmaster. It's just a minor skin injury. It's nothing serious." Hong Zhiyou said.
"Is there any channel to digest the opium last night?" Wu Jingzhong moved closer and rubbed his fingertips to hint.
"Doesn't Master's wife know Mrs. Tian from the Security Brigade?
"She specifically pours these." Hong Zhiyou said.
“She can’t.
"I know that group of women well. They specialize in killing acquaintances. The richer and higher-ranking the person, the more ruthless they kill.
"You know them well."
Wu Jingzhong smiled mercenaryly and lowered his voice even lower:
“Some things are better said in bed than over a table.
"Women, when they are happy, are made of mud and can be manipulated at will, right?
"This matter still depends on you."
This is exactly the effect that Hong Zhiyou wants.
“Stationmaster, I’m afraid I can’t survive these few days. The second young master of the Cao Gang said in the club that I can’t survive more than seven days.
"If I walk out of the gate of Jinhai Station now, I might get shot."
Hong Zhiyou shook his head, looking helpless.
"These damn beasts!" Wu Jingzhong slapped his thigh in anger.
"Okay, you stay out of the spotlight first. Director Lu is familiar with them. You can talk to him first, and I'll go say hello to you."
After a pause, Wu Jingzhong said.
You old man finally are willing to say something... Hong Zhiyou quickly expressed his gratitude.
……
Leave the stationmaster's office.
Then a slightly plump, round-faced man in a suit and several policemen walked in.
"Secretary Hong, you're just in time."
The man took off his hat and looked quite respectful.
"Who are you?" Hong Zhi felt that the face looked familiar, but he couldn't remember the name.
"My name is Huang Zhong, and I'm the detective of the police station." said the man.
"Inspector Huang, is there anything wrong?" Hong Zhiyou asked.
The Military Control Station has always been in charge of the Inspection Department of the Security Command, the Second Garrison Department, and the Intelligence Department of the Police Department, which is also convenient for monitoring military and police departments.
After the restoration and reconstruction, the inspection team was divided into two parts and the 94th Army was divided into two parts.
This was also the reason why Lu Yuxi, Captain Xu and others dared to challenge Li Ya later.
However, the police station is still under the actual jurisdiction of the Jinhai Station Intelligence Department.
But Lu Qiaoshan has always been in charge, so Hong Zhi is not familiar with him.
"We have identified the murderers in Hulu Lane last night. They were a robbery gang from northern Ji. Stationmaster Wu asked you to sign something." Huang Zhong took out a document.
Haha, a robbery gang.
As expected, he didn’t dare to touch the Cao Gang.
"Swish!" Hong Zhiyou's face darkened and he signed his name quickly.
After signing, he walked towards the office.
As soon as he entered, Huang Zhong sent his men to follow him in.
"Secretary Hong, can we chat for a minute alone?" Huang Zhong bowed and offered him a cigarette.
"Enough of the small talk."
Hong Zhiyou was neither cold nor indifferent.
"Secretary Hong, Mrs. Kang said that you are a true Buddha. I want to ask you for help with something." Huang Zhong closed the door and spoke in a low voice.
Introduced by your lover?
"Sit down." He poured Huang Zhong a cup of tea.
"Stationmaster Wu and the others..." Huang Zhong glanced over there.
"Don't worry, he won't care." Hong Zhiyou said lightly.
Wu Jingzhong wished he could know more people so that he could get more money from them.
"I have someone here who I would like you to talk to Stationmaster Wu about."
Huang Zhong took out a document.
One is a list of traitors.
One is personal information.
There is a yellowed photo on the document.
Long Tianyun.
The name is unfamiliar, but the photo looks familiar.
He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a fierce look.
Isn’t this Long Er, Lao Yu’s personal henchman?
……
(End of this chapter)