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Chapter 95 Don't Guess the Girl's Mind

Chapter 95: Don’t guess the girl’s thoughts

After Wang Zijun and Lin Ying'er left, the police boss even slapped himself in the face. He knew that this time he was a slander and shot himself in the foot. How could he afford to be the one who could make Director Zhang smile?

"Director Zhang, you see this incident, I..."

Zhang Songnian said nothing, looked at the police boss coldly, and after a long time, he suddenly said, "What's your name?"

"My name is Duan Xisong, I am from the Nanjie Hutong Police Station." The police boss replied while wiping a layer of cold sweat from his forehead with his hands.

"Duan Xisong? Okay, don't you want money? This is two thousand yuan, please click to see if it's enough." Zhang Songnian didn't give Duan Xisong a chance to explain, took out two thousand yuan from his pocket and threw it on him, turned around and walked out.

The 100-yuan bill was flying beside Duan Xisong. Looking at the back that turned around and left, Duan Xisong followed him tightly for a few steps and shouted loudly: "Director Zhang, I know I'm wrong!"

But when he caught up, Zhang Songnian had already gotten into the police car, and the accelerator was activated, and he quickly ran away.

The sun was hanging in the sky, and every light emitted was fluffy and thick, condensed into a dazzling wall of light. However, Duan Xisong was feeling cold at this time. Not to mention the police station director who was within reach, it was all ambiguous whether the current position of this deputy director could be kept!

I don’t know how long it took, Duan Xisong’s second brother came over with a stack of money in his hand.

"Brother, look at this..."

Duan Xisong shook his head, feeling a little lost. He never expected that things would develop to this point. If he had known that there was Director Zhang behind that guy, he would have thanked him very much. In the future, wouldn’t there be a code to make him feel at ease or even rest assured on the road he climbed up in the future?

"Ding"

The pager rang out inappropriately, and Duan Xisong was a little annoyed, but his professional habits still made him turn on the page.

"Soon call back." There is no name, only one phone number. Looking at this phone number, Duan Xisong's face became even heavier.

He was very familiar with this number. He wanted to raise a relationship with him a few days ago, but now, this call is not a response to his enthusiasm, but just like a heavy mountain.

Director Fu of the branch, although his surname is Fu, is the top leader of the branch, which determines the future and destiny of hundreds of people in their branch.

"Director Fu..."

Duan Xisong had just said hello, but he heard that there was already a swearing: "...Duan Xisong, are you a kid who is too careless or not? If you don't want to live, I have thought about it. A dignified people's policeman, how dare you do such an ass-free thing and blackmail it to Director Zhang! I think, you are not a fool, you are purely immoral, you..."

Wang Zijun and Lin Ying'er walked out of the hospital side by side. The sky above their heads was still blue, but the two of them were silent. Although Lin Ying'er thought about it, although she had taken precautions in advance before saving people, she was still so cowardly. In the future, when encountering such a thing again, she was still very unhappy. The inner whistle was expressed in the form of silence.

"Yinger, you don't have to take this kind of thing to heart. As for people, living in this world, sometimes many things are unreasonable. However, the mainstream of society is still good, and there are still many good people." In fact, Wang Zijun was speechless. He felt that he was fake in comforting Lin Ying'er, but he still brought out all the classic lines he often saw on TV.

Lin Ying'er looked up and smiled at Wang Zijun, revealing a peach-like little tooth: "Thank you for today's business. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how troublesome it would be."

"No, you're not trouble. In other words, I'll steal your limelight. Otherwise, when Secretary Lin heard that his baby daughter was wronged, he would not be the policeman of the Municipal Bureau. I guess the director of the Public Security Department would come in person. At that time, the policeman who dared to burn your film would be scared to death?"

When Wang Zijun was talking interestingly, Lin Ying'er couldn't help laughing and laughed. As her long hair fluttered, a faint fragrance suddenly came from Lin Ying'er's hairline.

"What a pity, there are still photos I took a few days ago in the film." Lin Ying'er sighed and smiled at Wang Zijun and said, "Secretary Wang, where are you going now?"

"Go to my grandfather's place to have a meal." Facing Lin Ying'er's bright smile, Wang Zijun felt very relaxed. When she was with Lin Ying'er, Wang Zijun seemed to have returned to her mood when she was young.

"It's just the same road, let's go together." Lin Ying'er raised the corner of her mouth and smiled faintly, and she burst into tears at the corner of her mouth.

However, as soon as the smile bloomed, it closed back, as if it had stolen something and was discovered, Lin Ying'er hurriedly stretched her mouth.

This is a girlish feeling that is hard to guess!

"Hey, where is your bicycle?" Lin Ying'er, who hurriedly changed her target, returned to the roadside and saw that Wang Zijun's bicycle was gone.

Wang Zijun also found that the car was gone. After pondering for a moment, he knew what was going on. He waved his hand gently and said, "It's okay, the old ones don't go to the new ones. Maybe my car will go to relatives and come back after dinner."

"Then why are you going to your grandfather's house?" Lin Ying'er asked with concern with her eyes staring at Qiu Shui's vivid eyes.

"It's okay, I can take bus No. 11." Wang Zijun pointed at his legs and smiled humorously.

Lin Ying'er looked at Wang Zijun holding two bottles of wine, and a hint of hesitation flashed across her face, but in an instant, she said readily: "Anyway, we are all going to the provincial party committee's family courtyard, you can take me there."

Wang Zijun hesitated a little, "What? No, you are still a state cadre. Your thoughts are so feudal! Old antique!" Lin Ying'er said to herself, rolling her eyes exaggeratedly, turning her back and ignoring him.

Wang Zijun was amused by Lin Ying'er's words, and saw her blushing face as innocent as a child who didn't understand the world. She couldn't help but feel a little pity in her heart. She quickly took the bicycle and coaxed her repeatedly: "Okay OK."

"You are a man, so procrastinating and procrastinating, it's so boring!" Murging dissatisfied, Lin Ying'er still handed the bicycle to Wang Zijun.

In theory, I should thank the builders of Jiang City for their long-term strategic vision. The sidewalks in the city are completely separated from the express lane, with green vegetation more than three meters wide between them. They are green all year round and the flower stamens are blooming. Lin Ying'er's car is small, and Wang Zijun is very light on riding. In addition, Lin Ying'er is petite, so there is no difficulty in riding.

Wang Zijun rode his bicycle very fast. Lin Ying'er sat behind the bike, spreading her arms and cheering happily, like a cheerful little bird.

Soon, the two arrived on Zhongzhou Avenue, where the crowded crowds, and Lin Ying'er began to sit in a regular manner, silently without saying a word. Wang Zijun, who was 100 reassured about her cycling skills, also began to deal with it carefully at this time, for fear that if she accidentally caused something to happen.

"Oh," after the traffic lights were on, Wang Zijun was about to pedal over when a motorcycle roared towards him rushed straight from the opposite side. Wang Zijun was shocked and didn't care much about it. He grabbed the car gate and hid without any danger.

But just as he breathed a sigh of relief, his waist was suddenly hugged, and at the same time, between his back, two soft objects were pressed on.

"What are you doing?"
Chapter completed!
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