Power and Wealth

Afternoon.

Summer breeze slowly blows a cloud between the distant clouds, like it's going to rain.

Driving back to the street office, Dong Xuebin called several department leaders to his office and explained the instructions of the China Merchants Association in the district. In fact, everyone heard that the district leaders at the workshop named and criticized them for their bright streets, and also understood that Director Dong had offended the Yuehua District Manager. This beating, I fear, will become a family meal in the future.

“It is important to pay attention to this investment mission. ”

“Chief, I'll send someone down today to get ready. ”

“Not today, right away, Director Zhou, you grab it yourself. ”

“Okay, I get it. ”

“Director Peng, the security work needs to be done. Our street is the second stop of the expedition, which is tomorrow afternoon. Time is running out. ”

“Yes.”

“Well, then, report back to me if you have any questions. ”

Dong Xuebin told everyone to go back to work after telling the story, and he lit a cigarette and smoked it behind his desk.

Knock?

Criticism?

Dong Xuebin is calm. It would be strange if Geng Yuehua didn't go mad.

However, Dong Xuebin didn't pay that much attention to his heart. Criticize him if you criticize him. He is still in charge of his mouth. Dong Xuebin can't handle it either. Let the wind blow you away. I won't move. What else can I do if I criticize him? Anyway, I can't move Dong Xuebin's duties. This kind of pressure comes from the district. Dong Xuebin already has psychological preparation. It is only these small pressures that he can bear.

Off duty.

The sky is still bright, just a little shady.

Dong Xuebin looked at the watch, his appetite was not great, and he didn't eat, so he went downstairs with his bag and drove out of the office to the river west of the bridge.

Riverside.

Cool breezes float.

Dong Xuebin threw the car in the open parking lot far away, sneaked across a road, stepped on the green oil lawn, listened to the chirping chirp and birds, walked and stopped, along the riverbank all the way down, and from time to time sat on the shore smoking a cigarette, quite relaxed. Since arriving in Nanshan District, Dong Xuebin has been worried about work matters almost every day. There are problems here. There are problems there. When will he come home to lie in bed and not think about the unit? Do not consider leadership attitudes? Now, Dong Xuebin finally didn't have to think about so many things. He pissed off his hands and hands, ridiculously, he was a little relaxed.

Man, that's complicated.

All of a sudden, the thunder was loud, and the rain finally fell from the clouds, and the lightning went with it and instantly swallowed the earth.

It's raining! ”

“Go back! Run!”

“It's raining, come on. ”

Some of the same people who were walking along the riverbank rushed back, holding their children, and hurried to parachute.

Dong Xuebin raised his head with his eyes blocked. His clothes were wet for a moment. However, he did not leave. Instead, he held Jiro's leg and continued to think about things. It felt good. Dong Xuebin was thinking about or working, and he made such a big thing of himself, and the way he would work in the future would definitely change. He thought that since he was under pressure from the Yuehua District Manager, he could not do things so casually in the future, at least not Geng Yuehua could grasp the handle. Otherwise, he would still get things done. Be low-key, be calm. Whatever attitude Wang An Shi and Geng Yuehua had, Dong Xuebin should be able to stabilize his feet here, not be influenced by the outside world, step on the ground to do some grades, and thicken his resume. In this way, as long as his qualifications are mixed up, even if he offends one or two hands, Dong Xuebin's activities should be able to go to the deputy.

Still that sentence, it doesn't move.

Well, that's it. Take a walk. Didn't you come all the time?

With the plan, Dong Xuebin felt more relaxed, bathed in the rain, and hummed the song to Xiaohe.

Suddenly, Dong Xuebin sneezed, and then another sneezed out. Dong Xuebin shook himself around his shoulder to realize that he was no longer a fine god when he went to high school. The rain was also fatal. A good man was no better than he was back then.

Let's go!

Dong Xuebin fought the Cold War, sat up from the shore and ran.

It's too far away, it's not familiar, and the car forgot which direction to put it in.

The bigger the rain, this could almost cost Dong Xuebin's old life. He ran for 20 minutes with the rain on his head, the fog, and walked for a short time. This only found the road before, sweeping his eyes, the black cayenne was waiting for him in the rain alone, and the pedestrians could no longer be seen on the road. Feeling the key in the car, Dong Xuebin gasped and wiped the rain on his face. He took his wet clothes and whispered. He stepped on the accelerator and hurried home.

“Ah, sneeze! ”

“Ah, sneeze! ”

I'm sure of the cold. I think I've got a little fever.

Dong Xuebin has been fighting for two days without darkness and during the day. Dinner has not eaten well. His body is already a little weak. This next rain will not hold up, his body is cold, and the air conditioning in the car will not work. As soon as I got home, my head started to faint, and there was a bit of pain and a bit of disgust.

Street Dormitory.

It's after 8: 00 in the evening.

Driving into the neighborhood, Dong Xuebin was extremely upset. He coughed and coughed. He drowned. He quickly pulled the door out of the car and walked into the hallway suddenly.

It's called drinking cold water when people are in bad luck.

Upstairs, when Dong Xuebin was about to open his door, he found the key missing. The car keys are still there, the Porsche keys are separate, but the two door keys in the street dorm can't be found, obviously just jumped out of the pocket when running on the shore and fell somewhere. Seeing this, Dong Xuebin slapped the anti-theft door depressingly and severely. His hair was wet. He sat on the ground with his ass against the wall, and he was powerless at all. The spare keys are in the street, the doors are locked and cannot be retrieved. To a hotel? Dong Xuebin tried to hold the wall and stood, but found his legs soft and weak, and his head became more and more dizzy and disgusting, unable to walk a step.

What a fever.

Good thing tomorrow's Saturday. You don't have to work.

Dong Xuebin closed his eyes in agony and sat there wanting to take a break. He slowly went downstairs to find a hotel to stay in. He could not go to the hospital.

But that closes my eyes and I don't know anything.

... I don't know how long later, Dong Xuebin woke up and was sore and powerless. Opening his eyes was a white flower ceiling and chandelier. Soft back, but wet, dizzy for a moment, Dong Xuebin found himself lying on a sofa in a living room, in the house... a little familiar, but not in his own home. Dong Xuebin quickly tried to sit on the couch, but his head was too dizzy and he was stunned.

The sound of leather shoes came from the bathroom.

“Wake up?” It turned out to be Geng Yue Hua, with a white towel on her face with no expression, raising her hand and wiping her own wet, long hair.

Dong Xuebin stunned, “Chief Geng? My...”

Geng Yuehua looked at him with no expression and said very little, "Go upstairs and see you lying at the door. ”

“You helped me in? Is this your home? ”

“… is there anyone else here? ”

“Oops, thank you, I'm here, it's raining a little and I lost my keys. ”

Geng Yuehua didn't talk, wiped his hair, took a towel and threw it at him, then walked back to the bedroom and took a quilt out and left it on the couch without being polite. She also seemed to have just come back and had a little rain on her heels, but not much, the flesh stockings in her shoes were wet, the stockings slightly changed a color, some of the trousers on her thighs were stuck tightly on her fleshy legs, the white shirt on her full body showed some traces of rain, penetrated the shirt some, a few dark red colours popped up on her busty chest, a bit of lace lace lace lace.

It's red underwear again, very mature, very seductive!

Dong Xuebin glanced at him and admired himself. He was sick and distorted. He was really good at it.

Now Dong Xuebin is in pain besides suffering.

Geng Yuehua looked at him with his face, “Take off your clothes and get your quilt and towel, I don't care!” Come on, she's in the bathroom again.

Sounds loud, the water sounds fast, in the shower.

Dong Xuebin looked at the bathroom door and immediately sat up hard, enduring dizziness and disgust. One by one, he took off his wet clothes and threw them on the ground. He got a fine light. Then he simply wiped his body and hair dry. This led him to grab a quilt and lay on the couch. Um, his clothes were much more comfortable.

Just finished here, the bathroom door squeaked open.

Less than four minutes later, Geng Yuehua actually took a shower, walked out in a black elastic pants, and his thighs appeared to have a full name.

Dong Xuebin has become accustomed to Yuehua District Manager Lei Li Feng. There are no accidents. She knows that everything she does is quick and doesn't like to drag mud with water.

“... undressed?” Geng Yuehua did not look at him, but walked to the front of a cabinet.

Dong Xuebin blushed: “Well, I'm done. ”

“The keys are missing, you can stay here at night, you can go out to the hotel.” Open a drawer, Geng Yuehua looks at it and turns around and throws it on the coffee table. "There are pills inside, you can eat them yourself!” After that, he pulled a chair and sat in the living room. Geng Yuehua turned on the TV and broadcast two tables like water. He watched the evening news and did not listen to him again.

Dong Xuebin smiled bitterly, but he was actually moved.

She had offended Geng Yuehua so much that she could help herself home and give her quilt and medicine. This also showed Dong Xuebin that, although she had no fondness for herself, she even had the intention of cleaning herself up, she was wrong about the matter. Dong Xuebin's impression of her was greatly improved. Before, because of the mustard produced by Geng Xinko, she had long since disappeared.

But can you at least pour me a glass of water?

How am I supposed to take my pills?

(To be continued)