Perfect Feast

After a late lunch in the cafeteria, Liu Yang changed the tea inside Zhang Jing's quilt again, and then said: "Mayor Zhang, is it an hour away from work? Why don't you go inside and get some rest, and I'll call you at work. ”

“Well, okay... where are you going to rest?” Zhang Jing asked casually, knowing that there was no bed outside and only a few sofas. Perhaps she meant to express herself with her subordinates in mind, but she didn't feel quite right until she finished saying it.

“I... I'll just go lie on the couch in the small conference room for a while... it won't affect you...” Liu Yang, after listening to her, thought that Zhang Jing was afraid that a man and a woman would rest in the office to make people talk and wouldn't let themselves lie on the couch outside, so hurry up and say to the next door.

In fact, two people said a full screw, and they both understood each other's meaning.

In institutional units, although there is no explicit provision that male leaders cannot use female secretaries, this is an unwritten rule. For the avoidance of doubt, few male leaders use female secretaries, whereas the use of male secretaries by female leaders is common.

In fact, most of the secretaries used by women leaders are men, while the drivers used are more men.

No matter how loud the slogan of equality between men and women was, the society was still dominated by men. It is not easy for female leaders to switch to lesbians without a male secretary and a male driver.

As a secretary and driver, he is also the most intimate leader, not only obedient and leading in his work, but also providing good service in his life. Some secretaries and drivers are deeply fond of leadership, not only throughout the day of the unit, but even after work at home, they are deeply involved in the family and life of the leader.

Not to mention the fact that most of them live with their leaders when they travel, hold meetings, and participate in events. If it's too much about men and women, then don't do it.

So, Zhang Jing was really concerned, not that he didn't want Liu Yang to rest on the outer sofa. But even after what Liu Yang said earlier, she felt a little embarrassed. Once she heard that Liu Yang was going to hide out, she thought it was Liu Yang who was also concerned.

But I can't explain anything myself at this time, so I nodded: “Fine, then go, just be careful not to overdo it...”

“Okay, Mayor Zhang, you rest.” After Liu Yang finished, he turned around and walked out. Zhang Jing followed her closely to close the door.

I didn't know that Liu Yang had just walked out the door and suddenly turned around again. He looked forward and reached out a hand...

At this time, Zhang Jing raised one hand and was about to grab the door handle. I didn't know Liu Yang had a big hand and grabbed it at me.

Zhang Jing shocked and shook: “What are you doing? ”

I didn't know Liu Yang was more frightened than she jumped. His hand trembled and his fingertips were tight against Zhang Jing's chest. He drew a circle along her full hill before he could take it back easily.

“Mayor Zhang, I... What are you doing back there? I want to bring the door to you... but I didn't expect it...” I saw Zhang Jing's face change. Liu Yang was more nervous than ever, but the more I wanted to explain, the less I knew where to start.

Speaking of leadership, I didn't mean it at all. You know what Mayor Zhang thinks? You don't have ghosts in you. Why do you think of all those crap up there?

“Oh?” Zhang Jing looked at Liu Yang's handsome face and panicked. She hadn't even reacted from the standstill herself. She just looked at Liu Yang with her eyes set.

Because she doesn't usually smile, she looks like a cold iceberg beauty. Now this look in Liu Yang's eyes, Liu Yang's heart sinks, his heart says broken, Mayor Zhang can't really imagine me as a hooligan, right? Look at this. She's really angry.

Seeing that face grew pale and Zhang Jing didn't know what was going on, suddenly his mood became relaxed and cheerful. She smiled, the red lip white teeth formed a strong contrast, and the bright eyebrows showed the beauty, like the spring wind flutter, suddenly stirred Liu Yang faint.

“Zhang... Mayor Zhang...” Liu Liuyang stared at her beautiful face filled with laughter. Since she thought that smile was delicate and infinite, it had a more intriguing and unique flavor than that of a young girl. I think she's got a strong smile in her smile.

“Mayor, I... I'm just really ready... to close the door, not... I didn't...” It's over. Mayor Zhang, who never laughed, was pissed at himself like this. It seems that the secretary couldn't do it himself.

“Giggle...” Look at her smile, Liu Yang is a little worried. In case she gets really angry, the job must be yellow.

Too bad I'm not hot on that stool yet!!

“Son of a bitch, what do you think? Hurry up and go, I'll close the door myself...” Zhang Jing said with a smile.

Who hasn't been young?

Zhang Jing went to high school and went to college. Because of his beautiful face, he never broke up with his pursuers. Since joining the workforce, men of all kinds have become more common.

Some people see themselves as serious, but they hate not being able to dig up a piece of their own flesh. Some people see their eyes straight, their mouths covet, hate can't swallow themselves.

Liu Yang is a handsome guy, but this is the first time I've seen it. It's fun to make Zhang Jing think it's funny. At the same time, she also wanted to understand that what just happened was really what Liu Yang said, he was going to go back and close the door for himself. Even if he had other hearts, he didn't have the guts.

So, instead of being angry, Zhang Jing thought the little man was being honest. In my heart, I felt a little more affectionate to Liu Yang because of this little interlude.

The VIP Bakery at the Peony Hall of the Grand Marriott Club is a private place for casual entertainment with a group of friends. In places like this, He Dongping is God. He doesn't need money to eat, drink and play.

As the director of the city's central public security bureau, he is a sinless god in the eyes of those who open a singing hall and entertainment city.

Otherwise, what if the director is unhappy, sends several police cars flashing at your door, or simply armed a squadron of policemen, in the name of protecting the safety of businessmen and industrialists, standing guard at your door, how can you do business?

At this moment, He Dongping Zhenghe and the deputy director Wang Qingquan embraced the right hand side of the box, each carrying two young ladies, Sir Ching and I, my handsome.

This is what He Dongping called an entertainment show when he ate earlier. It's not the first time the two of them have played here, they can let each other go and there's nothing to be ashamed of.

“Ah, boss, be gentle, you are all pinched...” Wang Qingquan's hand is bullying a young little girl, turning her head and suddenly seeing the door open, the fat man like Meat Mountain Du Biao walked in.

Wang Qingquan pushed the two chicks sitting on his thighs aside and patted the sofa next to his ass, laughing and saying: "Come on, President Doo, sit here. ”

President Du Wang Qingquan nodded with a smile and sat down beside him before greeting Ho Dongping, who was busy with his hands and feet: “What game, how relaxing? I haven't even eaten at lunch. ”

He Dongping stretched his head out of the shadow of the two slim slims and smiled bitterly at Wang Qingquan: “Wang Bureau, you see I'm right? I knew Doo would complain about me...”

“Why, Cao Dali has been with me for many years, you don't know that, now that you've arrested him, you don't even say hello, can't I complain? ”

Wang Qingquan talked about his body and smiled and patted him on Du Biao's shoulder: “Puzi, now he's a big boss, why are you still so grumpy? In fact, you just told me all about it... you really can't blame me...”

“Chief, who am I to blame? It's weird that Cao Italian didn't have a long eye. He hit you on the heel. Should he kick?” Du Biao grunted unhappily, lifting his big fat hand and twisting a handful on the face of the little beauty sitting on Ho Dongping's leg, exclaiming.

“Cough... I said Puzi, you even scolded Brother Wang together. I told you that Cao Dali was really not to blame. Who let him hit Mayor Zhang's secretary on the soles of his feet?” Wang Qingquan coughed twice and said in earnest.

“Liu Yang? Impossible... I clearly told Italy not to mess with him? How did this bastard end up with Liu again?” Du Biao asked unbelievably...

“Oh, is Doo afraid of that little doll too?” Wang Qingquan turned his head and asked in doubts.

Du Biao whispered: “What am I afraid of him? Isn't he now Mayor Zhang's secretary? I'm also planning on making good friends with him...”

Wang Qingquan shouted and laughed after him: “Oh? Oh, President Doo, you're starting to see the wind rudder too, you know how to catch big fish..."

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“Sneeze...” Liu Yang was lying on the couch in the small conference room playing with his phone. He suddenly owed himself a sneeze. He must not have thrown the phone out of his hand.

“Shit, who cursed me?” Liu Yang scolded in his heart. Looking at the time on the phone, it was already 1: 50. He quickly put on his shoes and stood up. He opened the door and walked out.

Standing in front of her own work, Liu Yang again hesitated, wondering whether it was appropriate to call Zhang Jing to remind her to get up, or to push the door in and wake her up herself?

Thinking about it, Liu Yang still dialed Zhang Jing's private phone. After a glaring, very light “hmm” sound came from over there, Liu Yang quickly said: “Mayor Zhang, it's fifty...”

Zhang Jing softly said: “Oh, I see. You tell Old Zhao to get the car ready. I'll go out and you won't have to follow me, busy with your own business..."