After hearing this, Fan Dasheng sat in a large swivel chair with his eyebrows pinched and muttered, "I didn't offend him either. I went to Beijing for a meeting this time and I talked and laughed with him. Why did the Standing Committee ask you to be investigated this time? ?"
"No, I, Zhang Yuan, can study the Politburo Standing Committee? It's too much for me, so the number one also knows me?"
"Yeah, you are a celebrity now, China No.1, America No.1, and Japan No.1 Korea No.1. Which one doesn't you know?" Fan Dasheng said angrily.
Zhang Yuan smiled awkwardly, and then asked, "So what do you say on the 3rd? Uncle Fan, you just said that a police minister would not threaten you at all. Then I think as long as the 3rd stands up to you, maybe he just says something Then, that fake shower will not be able to find trouble anymore."
"Yes, that's the reason, but I think the attitude of No. 3 towards me is a bit wrong today." Fan Dasheng frowned and said, "Although he is as enthusiastic to me as before, but today he just explained the situation to me. But he didn't mention that he would help me at all, and he didn't even mean to help. If before, he would at least say one thing, don't worry I haven't stepped down, but today..." Fan Dasheng shook his head and fell into thought.
Suddenly, Fan Dasheng opened his eyes and said: "Oh, he also mentioned you, so you can check it out."
Fan Dasheng’s words immediately made Zhang Yuan understand. It’s very simple. Someone wants to engage in themselves or Fan Dasheng. If there is a No. 3 chief, they will not act rashly. But this time, the No. 3 chief has an opinion on him. Without help, this series of things happened. And Chief No. 3 did not support these people. Obviously No. 3 was waiting for his attitude, and what he was looking forward to...
Fan Dasheng was not an idiot. When he recalled this sentence, he understood everything, and asked Zhang Yuan with a stare, "You kid, take Zhang Yanjun too..." Fan Dasheng pointed at Zhang Yuan angrily, nodding his finger With an expression of hatred for iron and steel, the deputy complained: "Look at what you have done! What do you want me to do? That is the most painful granddaughter of number three!" Then Fan Da suddenly sat back in the swivel chair and patted his own. Forehead, sighed, "My poor Jiaojiao." All in wa
Alas, isn’t there no way. Zhang Yuan has considered this since he knew Yanjun’s identity. He was afraid of this happening. He even avoided Yanjun for good luck. In order to save her, he Only have a relationship with her.
"Uncle Fan, don't worry, no matter what I do, I won't be down on Jiaojiao." Zhang Yuan hurriedly comforted Fan Dasheng.
"Then what else can you do? The meaning of number three is very clear!" Fan Dasheng glared at the son-in-law, this kid is so romantic, he knew it, and didn't want to care about it, but now Lou Zi is getting bigger, and number three is using this thing to force him. Zhang Yuan is responsible to Yanjun, what should I do
"Let me think about it." Zhang Yuan sat on the sofa, although she and Yanjun had a deep affection, she almost died to save herself, but Jiaojiao, Lin Xin, Ewha, Xiaorou, which one did not live and die with herself Ever? Liu Jing, Tan Jiaojiao, Mina, Mizi, which one didn't give all the feelings and precious body to herself? Lu Yao, Murong Xinluan, and Ma Hongyan, how could they be willing to abandon them
The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are all meat, let alone all, it is that Zhang Yuan is thinking about it, but Fan Dasheng has a way. He walked around from the large table with the national flag on both sides, sat next to Zhang Yuan, and said with deep meaning, " You need to tie the bell to untie the bell."
When Fan Dasheng said this, Zhang Yuan immediately understood what he meant.
At eight o'clock in the evening, in front of the China Sea Satellite TV station.
The sky is already dark, but the street lights, car lights, building lights, and all kinds of neon lights in the shops are all lit up. The various lights are colorful, gorgeous and charming, shining people's minds, and involuntarily drunk in the night.
The famous Zhonghai hostess Yanjun, who had just finished the 7:30 evening program, walked out of the gate of the satellite TV station with a fashionable female bag. She was a little muttered in her heart, Zhang Yuan, a dead boy, didn’t know how to be considerate of his girlfriend. I saw that other hosts were picked up by handsome guys every day, but my boyfriend was often gone for many days.
In fact, they haven’t been in sight for a long time. Zhang Yuan and her phone calls are very frequent, and when Obama was there a few days ago, Yanjun went to the Tonghai Villa for an interview. He also took the opportunity to combine public and private, and made friends with Zhang Yuanxiao. .
But a woman’s mind is always delicate. Sharing her husband with others made her feel a little lumpy. Thinking that other women are tired of him every day, but she can only meet with him once every day. In her heart Naturally a bit sour.
Of course, this can’t be completely blamed on Zhang Yuan. It’s Yanjun who doesn’t want to live in Tonghai, nor Zhang Yuan to pick her up. After all, she’s a celebrity in China Sea. The relationship between the two is still very secret. When these lace-up news are hot, other people know that it is the second thing. If parents and grandpa know about it, it will be a headache.
"Oh, I want to go home alone again." Yanjun muttered and walked to the parking lot, thinking again in his heart, fortunately, there is a Lan Ruo with him, the little girl is not only cute, but also good at cooking.
"Then I will come to pick you up every day." Suddenly a familiar voice came from behind.
Yan Jun was taken aback for a moment, without turning his head, she stared at Xiu somewhat unexpectedly. Is that the kid? Why did he appear when she thought of him and then she pouted, isn't this exactly what she was expecting? It seems that she was lucky today and everything she wanted was done. She smiled, turned her head and looked at the boy holding a bunch of roses.
Yanjun's smile was brilliant, and the turning of her head was a bit naughty. It was getting late, and she didn't wear a wig or sunglasses, which made her look very moving.
"Cut, your main task now is to study hard, don't be okay to learn from other people to give flowers." Although Yanjun's mouth was disdainful, the blooming smile still showed that she was very happy.
Zhang Yuan smiled, "Go, my car, I will take you home."
"No, it's not convenient for me to take a taxi tomorrow."
"I will pick you up tomorrow morning."
"Didn't you start school tomorrow?"
"Lai Xuebai, do you still rely on money now?"
"Fuck you." Yanjun smiled and patted Zhang Yuan. Although she did not approve of Zhang Yuan's words, she was still very happy.
"Then I'll drive your car, and I'll take a taxi when I go back." Zhang Yuan said.
"That's good." Yanjun played the key a few times around her finger, and then threw it to Zhang Yuan.
"Oh, men are born to be drivers." Zhang Yuan sighed unscrupulously. He didn't know how many handsome guys in Zhonghai dreamed of being a driver for Yanjun.