Wei Lu never thought of pulling Zhao Meiru off the horse. He just didn't want to lose the dignity that a man should have forever before he would hook up with Chen Yungui. In front of outsiders, he was arrogant and could enjoy the honor of men.

A man who has been depressed for a long time, a man who is restless, is a restless person, but he finds a strong wife who needs him to be extremely peaceful. If he is a scholar who teaches and educates people in front of others, he is a powerful support team that Secretary Zhao can work with peace of mind. Afterwards, he will do his best to serve a strong-sex wife and meet her almost harsh Queen's requirements.

After a long time, he couldn't stand it.

At the beginning, Wei Lu was also a strong release after he could not bear it.

But no matter how unbearable it was, he never thought of harming Zhao Meiru. Even if he was with Chen Yungui, he would restrain himself as much as possible, just eating and drinking, just having fun. When he chose Chen Yungui, he chose Chen Yungui because the other party was a small person and would not attract too many people's attention. Even if something really happened, it would be within the control range.

His idea was correct, but Chen Yungui was not calm and had too much ambition and courage. He was so brave that he encountered the warmth and touched Ning Jiutian's outer room. Wei Lu thought Chen Yungui deserved to die.

"What should I do? Xiaoru, I really didn't mean it. Even if I was wrong, I never thought of harming you..." Wei Lu cried in tears, but this time, Zhao Meiru never forgave him again, nor did she have the intention to worry about right or wrong with him.

Zhao Meiru, who had been sitting for a long time, sighed. At this moment, the darkness in the house could no longer see Wei Lu's appearance. She sighed slowly: "Now is not the time to be bothered and wrong. The fate between you and me has ended, but no matter what, I will do my best to protect you for many years, and this is also protecting myself. In this matter, I will lose the power you rely on. Then, divorce."

After saying that, Zhao Meiru stood up, grabbed her cell phone in her hand, opened the door and left the home she once thought was warm, strolling in the quiet courtyard, occasionally a car came back, and those who could get in the conversation would slow down or stop and wait for Zhao Meiru to walk over.

According to common sense, the secretary of a city's municipal party committee should be a relatively familiar celebrity in the city. However, the current society is too fast, and not many people can watch the news broadcast every day, let alone provincial and municipal news, and they don't know them even if they see it. More than 80% of people do not know the names of the main officials in the province where they are located, and even this society is so weird that there are still scattered people who don't even know the names of the top leaders.

Zhao Meiru walked to the riverside, and the bustling city nightlife was bustling with her waist and singing and dancing square dance. No one noticed that the current helmsman of the city was around her. Even if she was face to face, no one could recognize her.

Standing by the river for a long time, perhaps knowing that the crisis is coming, Zhao Meiru thought a lot. Looking at the city where she has worked for twenty years, recalling the scene here twenty years ago, an unknown sadness arose in her heart. At the same time, there is also a kind of pride that I personally experienced and created the current appearance of this city with my own hands.

Scenes of twenty years are right in front of you, and the ones ten years ago are still visible, and there is still some vague impression five years ago. Why can’t I remember anything three years ago? What have I done in the past three years? Have I been busy with the struggle? Or have I forgotten my original intention dream?

I don’t seek fame to keep it in history. I just hope that when someone mentions the name Zhao Meiru in the future, I can still remember this name and remember that this person once worked hard in the construction of the city. When later people see the name in the history of this city, they will not be scolding, but praise, and say sincerely that Secretary Zhao has contributed to Pingjiang.

Children are running, elderly people are walking, young couple holding their arms for three steps, middle-aged couple wearing sportswear and sneakers, and exercising quickly along the riverside...

Zhao Meiru took out her cell phone and called Zhang Shidong: "How long can I have?"

Zhao Meiru figured it out. It was not that Zhang Shidong was ruthless, but that he had already had the answer.

"How long do you want?" Zhang Shidong asked back.

"Two years." If someone heard Zhao Meiru's words at this time, he would laugh and would feel that she was just talking nonsense. Sister, you are going to be broken, but you still dare to take time? You need time to find the leader. What's the use of finding Zhang Shidong?

So she really figured it out. If Zhang Shidong was able to save Wen Qing, he could erase this matter. He didn't do it just because he had too much opinion on himself. Although Wei Lu's bad behavior towards Zhao Ya did not cause any substantial consequences, in front of Zhang Shidong, who was robbed of revenge, it was light to be beaten up every time. Every time he met Zhao Meiru, he could feel that Zhang Shidong was deliberately making trouble, either scolding or cleaning up. If there was a little wrong way, he would have to deal with you. If it weren't for her blood relationship with Zhao Ya, she believed that Wei Lu would be even more miserable. Now, the bitter fruit was on her...

"Can."

“If possible…”

"Shut up, Secretary Zhao, the limit I can tolerate is only here. You don't have to look for Zhao Ya. Her endurance does not mean that I can endure it. Don't worry, I won't kill anyone, what are you afraid of?"

Zhao Meiru sighed: "Wei Lu was really good to Ya'er at the beginning."

Zhang Shidong cursed directly: "Go to his MLGB, I'm not a civilized person, I care so much, I don't like him."

Zhao Meiru changed the topic: "Thank you, I will hand over the past two years to the people of Pingjiang."

Zhang Shidong put away his previous arrogant and domineering attitude: "Thank you."

Zhao Meiru hung up the phone with a smile. Zhang Ka's arms breathed, and all the turbid air in his body exhaled with this breath. A confident smile appeared on his face again, breaking and then standing. Only after he let go was the real pickup.

The situation should have been surging, and the sudden change of the storm and clouds disappeared. Ning Jiutian returned from a meeting in Linhu. After Secretary Peng Yiting visited Pingjiang for investigation, the suffocation feeling of dark clouds suddenly disappeared. Chen Yungui, the focus was doubled and there was no punishment. So far, it was over. Zhao Meiru and Wei Lu agreed to divorce. In the eyes of outsiders, the two separated in a friendly manner. Faced with many doubts and criticisms, Zhao Meiru ignored it completely and talked with Ning Jiutian in the office for a morning. Both of them temporarily turned down all the schedules and sat together. The things they talked about were very broad, and there were a lot of them all, but the central idea never left the construction of Pingjiang. For the future, both of them had their own plans. After the central idea matched, there were more things to talk about. Where to start, what rhythm, how fast and how strong it was...

Someone made a bold statement, and the two giants reached an agreement that Pingjiang would completely break free from the chaos in the future. Soon, after the temporary meeting of the Standing Committee began in the afternoon, Zhan Youzhi, who had just been promoted to the position of deputy mayor of the Standing Committee, served as the general head of the development of the High-tech Development Zone. Pingjiang is now the head of the core high-tech development zone, laying the foundation for Zhan Youzhi's position in Pingjiang in one fell swoop.

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Chen Yungui returned home with a stubborn face. He was not very decadent. He felt that Zhao Meiru had worked hard when he came out. When he got home, he took out his cell phone and called Wei Lu, wanting to thank the savior. By the way, he waited for Secretary Zhao to arrange another good location for himself. It doesn’t matter if the location there is no need, and there are more good locations waiting for him.

The phone could not be connected. Chen Yungui entered the bathroom and ran away in a very excited manner. He shaved his beard while humming songs. He looked at his brother under his crotch and shook his butt. He must go out for fun and have fun later. His brother has been stuffy for too long.

Opening the door and wearing a bath towel, Chen Yungui walked out with his head down and fiddled with his hair. He raised his head and his expression frozen instantly. On his bed, there was a charming beauty sitting. There was a charming beauty between his eyebrows. He was full of sexy clothes. His slender thighs extended with a pair of crystal high heels. His plump thighs were exposed. The purple gauze shirt could not cover up the existence of the black lace sexy breasts.

Chen Yungui's desire suddenly expanded, and his bath towel was arched directly under the bath towel. Looking at the uninvited guest opposite, his desire suppressed any doubts that he should have been curious about. He showed a bad and evil smile on his face. He rubbed his hands with his hands. Just as he was about to speak, the girl opposite thrust his body. His enchanting figure directly made Chen Yungui's lower body fall off the bath towel and showed him naked in front of the other party.

Mi Nuonuo hooked her fingers, and Chen Yungui was like a hungry wolf that was so hungry that he was so hungry that he pounced on him...

"ah!!!!!!!!"

Chen Yungui howled in pain, his limbs completely lost control, and he was digging irregularly, and his mouth was not idle: "Ah!!!!"

My straight lower body was kicked hard by Mi Nuogu's heels. After regaining the feeling of his hand, he immediately covered his lower body and kept jumping on the ground and howling in pain.

The rope flew to his neck, tightened and hung it on the head of the bed. Mi Nuonuo left Chen Yungui's home. It was too cheap to deal with him like this. It was a real revenge to let him experience all kinds of pain.

Just as Chen Yungui was kicked and tied to the bed, his wife had already taken out the savings from her family's passbook. Today was the last deposit of 100,000 yuan to the other party: "Can you really make money? Xiaoyu, sister, I believe you all, you must make money?"

"Don't worry, sister, our two families are old neighbors for so many years. Can I not miss you if you have such an opportunity to make money? Didn't you get interest some time ago? You guarantee that you can earn 200,000 in three months. The opportunity is rare. If you want to make money, people can say that they will return it to you at any time, and some people are queuing up behind."
Chapter completed!