Perfect Feast

Zhao Jing slightly curled his lips together. From time to time, you can see the pink tip of his tongue cut across his lips. Her elevated chest was also shaking violently, from shaking violently to slowly stopping, leaving only a slight slight tremor.

This suggests that the hostess is now slowly calming down.

Zhao said quietly and slowly, but with an unstoppable firmness: “Now start talking, lest you get involved in the innocence of time, you don't want the whole Central TV reporter to follow the bad luck? ”

Who the hell does she think she is? Director of the Central Television News Centre or Director of Radio and Television?

At this time, Peaches, though scared to death, still felt a bit arrogant. Don't think you're the boss if you have a gun, you want the whole Central Television reporter to be unlucky, even if you're the director of radio and television, you can't do it easily, can you?

You know, inside Central Vision, there's a mountain, there's a circle.

The small staff below followed the big characters, and the big ones followed the bigger ones. And the bigger ones, the stronger behind each of them.

One move involved a nest. Which one of these people is the one to piss off? Some people say they can't do it all the time. Do you really think you'd be great with a fucking gun?

Don't be paranoid, even if you want to do the math, I won't do it. Wait, as long as I make one phone call, I'm afraid you won't even know how to die...

Thinking about it, Peach regained her pride and looked at Zhao Jingjing and said: “What do you do? I want to see the deputy commissioner of the coastal city. Remember Liu Yang, I want to ask him, how can he treat a journalist so brutally? Don't blame me for not reminding you that some people like you can't even provoke...”

“People like me?” Zhao Jing Jing is still the first person to hear someone talk to her like that. You have raised your finger like a spring onion, pointed at your nose and asked, and your eyes are full of curiosity.

Peach looked at Zhao Jingjing very disdainfully, like the biggest idiot in the world: "Yes, don't think of a deputy city secretary. It's amazing to remember. It's a little place like Coastal City, deputy city secretary. He barely counts as a person. I might as well tell you, there are plenty of people who just wave their fingers, Deputy City Council. Remember nothing...”

“Oh, who? Who's so good? Don't tell me it's you.” Zhao Jingjing seemed to be interested in the frightened and pale female journalist in front of him.

This person is scared to look like this, and the mind is bragging, and there may be some dependence behind it.

“Yeah, that's me. As long as I make one call, you'll be waiting for bad luck. How dare you point a gun at me? You guys are criminals, you know that?” Talking, Peach glanced at Mae standing next to her and said coldly, “Are you a cop? You should know the police use the gun program. The state sends you weapons to stop crime and keep people's lives and property safe, but you put the gun on the head of a central television journalist, you wait to take off this skin...”

Whatever she says, as long as Zhao Jingjing doesn't speak, Xiao Mei won't listen to her.

After listening to Peach, Zhao Jingjing thought a lot.

Liu Yang was injured yesterday, and today the reporter from Central Television came to the door. Has anyone deliberately opposed Liu Yang and deliberately sent this little reporter who doesn't know the thickness of the sky to this part of the coastal city to find Liu Yang's trouble?

When he thought about it, Zhao Jingjing sneered: “Do you look confident? If I don't let you make this call, you won't be relieved if you die, will you? Then give it a try. I'll wait and see how bad I am...”

“Fight if you want. Don't you regret it?” Well, that's a bit of an exciting ingredient. In fact, Peach was afraid Zhao Jingjing wouldn't let her call.

This is too barbaric to follow Zhang Fa at all. They are so bold, if they don't say anything and just shoot themselves, then there really is no place for that shouting.

Even if they don't dare to really kill themselves, the woman's hand just now, just give herself a hard beating, or beat herself up, no matter how bad luck they will, but it's true.

Peach never thought that Zhao Jing Jing would really let her call for help. She was afraid that Zhao Jing Jing regretted it, so this made Zhao Jing Yi Army.

When Zhao Jingjing shook his head slightly, Peach touched the phone and thought, "To what extent does this person have to be an idiot? How dare you be so unscrupulous and daring, you don't even know how to hide? I really thought there was a deputy city secretary. Keep your hips up, and I'll be all over the place?

After all, Peach was still uncomfortable. He took the phone and looked at Xiao Mei again. Seeing that May didn't rush over to kick her, she turned her phone on and dialed out a number.

“Hey, Brother Zhao, it's me, people are peaches... well, didn't you say there's nothing wrong with you in the whole country? He's in his hometown. He's been bullied. He's a deputy to the Coastal City Council. Remember... where, I only have you in my heart, how can there be these messed up people?... Of course it's true! Well, I just came over for an interview. How do you know this deputy secretary let the cops hit me with a gun... now? Well, now I'm in this deputy secretary's room. He pointed a gun at me and wouldn't let me go...”

Zhao Jing Jing couldn't imagine, Peach Peach came looking for it, and actually found his own companion up there. Listen to the voice, the other party is also a Zhao.

Overall, however, peaches are not indefinitely exaggerated, and what they say is basically true. Zhao Jingjing listened beside him and didn't move.

Peach is still there.

“You don't know, Brother Zhao, this second book. Remember, when I was in my 20s, I became a city secretary. Remember, I don't usually do the public car assigned to him, but drive an 890,000 Toyota off-road by myself... forget about it, I have my channel, I hear, this second book. Keeping in mind that there are several houses in the provincial capital... his parents are ordinary farmers and have no more income from property. His salary is not enough for him to squander. Where did all this come from? …… ”

Zhao Jingjing listened more and more to the qi, suddenly slapping the armrest of the sofa, drank loudly: “Enough! ”

I wanted her to go on, but now I can't listen. This female journalist came to interview me, the original newspaper thought, it was not deliberately with Liu Yang, what is it?

So Zhao Jing unnecessarily interrupted the next long story of the beautiful journalist and drank, "Where did you hear all this mess? I only ask you once, if you don't want to say it properly, don't say it in the future...”

Peach Chase got on the phone, and when the ground got really strong, where else would Zhao Jingfa be in his eyes at this time? When she interrupted the call, Peach was very unhappy. At this time, she would not answer the questions Zhao Jingjing heard.

She glanced at Zhao Jing Jing and said with a grin: “Where did you get this information? You don't need to know. Can you say that this is not true?! ”

“It's all true... but I'm curious, how do you know?” In the provincial capital house, the property could all be in the name of Xiaomei, when the girl proceeded directly with her own identity card.

The matter itself was not deliberately kept confidential, but it was not within the reach of ordinary people in the lobby. How did this woman journalist know?

He said he heard someone, so who's the one who gave him that?

“Humph, if you're honest, it's useless to cover up...” Peach peaked Zhao Jing Jing and said to the phone: “Brother Zhao, you heard me, she admitted herself, this deputy city secretary. Definitely not clean on my body...”

Zhao Jingjie drank: “Xiaomei, bring her phone. I'm going to see who's standing behind her...”

Zhao Jingjing turned his head and smiled coldly at Peach. “Oh, I usually hear that you reporters are only afraid of the world. The storm can be as true as you said. At the time, I also heard you squeal. Now I know, this is how you really are. Who told you how many houses he had were embezzlement? He's got a couple of villas on the lake county side, he's got a water amusement park, he's got a tourist company, a real estate company, a construction company, and two or three billion dollars together, don't you know him well? So you must know, how long did it take him from being a junior clerk to being this deputy clerk? How much do you think he has to corrupt every day to corrupt so much? ”

“Ah... what are you doing, give me my phone... that may or may not be...” Count in your heart, Peach himself can't help but stay.

Even he had to admit that the woman across the street was right. If the deputy secretary really had two or three billion, he wouldn't really be able to corrupt so much because of his experience.

“Come on, can't you say that? Did you figure it out? How much does he have to corrupt every day to corrupt so much?” While she was talking, Xiao Mei had already taken Peach's phone: “President Zhao, you don't need to check it. Just look at this number and you'll know...”

When I said that, the look on Plum's face was unusual and weird.

Zhao Jingjing glanced at him and said, "What's wrong with this girl?" Who were you calling every day just now, and you just said... uh... it's him, this bastard, when did you hook up with this little reporter again?

I said, "How dare this little journalist hold Zhao Guohao's fat leg?"

As soon as he saw the number on Peach's phone, Zhao Jing Jing became even more angry. The man Tao Tao just called was actually his own brother Zhao Guohao.