Chapter 64: Important Mission

Zhao Jianhui smiled faintly: "Because, I want to assign you a more important task."

Hearing Zhao Jianhui say that there is a more important task, Geng Xiaoli groaned inadvertently from her nose. She thought to herself that there is a task that is more important than the plan we proposed? What did Binhai District look like when he was the director of Bai Wenshan? Can you say that your bureau leaders are just staring at blind people and can't see it?

Geng Xiaoli looks 32 or 3 years old, with a medium figure, slim shape, short hair, long face, phoenix eyes, thin lips, beautiful appearance, small and delicate, at first glance, very similar to Hong Kong actor Michelle Michelle. Especially wearing a police uniform, she looks even more handsome.

Wan Dainian is over fifties and has a long white hair on his head. He is tall and chubby, and his energy looks quite majestic. When he heard Zhao Jianhui say that there is an important task, he thrust his back and stared at Zhao Jianhui and said, "Please give orders from the political commissar."

"Very good. I ask you to find out all the situation of the Donghai Gang in two days and wait for my orders. I gave you the orders as the leader of the task force, so there is no need to report to other leaders." Zhao Jianhui said, turning to look at Kang Ling, who sat upright on the sofa with a calm face, as if he hadn't heard what he said without any abnormal reaction.

Then, Zhao Jianhui looked at Geng Xiaoli and Wan Dainian with serious eyes and said in a deep voice: "Do you understand?"

When Wan Dainian heard Zhao Jianhui's words, he was stunned. Before he could react, Geng Xiaoli had already stood up and shouted: "I understand, I guarantee to complete the task."

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but smile: "No wonder Director Li said that Comrade Xiaoli is a middle school girl with a firm position and a great responsibility. I believe you will not disappoint me."

This tone and such praise were spoken from the young man Zhao Jianhui, and no matter how he heard it, it felt a funny feeling. However, Geng Xiaoli looked solemn and nodded seriously. She had already fully understood the meaning of Zhao Jianhui's words.

It was not until this moment that Kang Ling's face turned a little white, her body shook slightly, and she glanced at Zhao Jianhui with her eyes slanted. When she saw him standing up, she quickly withdrew her gaze.

On the surface, Kang Ling concealed it very well, but she couldn't calm down in her heart. Zhao Jianhui was going to touch Donghai to help him. What should I do? Should I tell Jia Jingshan the news? But, what can I do if I tell him? The person in front of me is definitely not simple. I saw what happened at the gate of Furong Garden that day. This person can even be transferred to the army. Who knows what the background is?

Besides, if he could really defeat Jia Jingshan, wouldn’t it be considered helping him get rid of a nightmare?

I don’t say anything, I just think I don’t know anything. I can’t help anyone. I’m just a little person, and I can’t help anyone. Get in touch with Zhao Jianhui, as long as you don’t involve yourself at that time.

Alas, can you really not be implicated? What should I do?

Thinking about his life over the past two years, Kang Ling was so heartbroken that she could not cry.

Back then, Kang Ling was an ordinary deputy chief clerk in the bureau office. Jia Jingshan sat in the director's position and the first thing he saw was this seductive beauty who was only 26 years old.

During a banquet, Jia Jingshan insisted that Kang Ling accompany the guests to drink. After a walk, Kang Ling, who was not good at drinking, could no longer tell the difference between the east, west, south and north. When she woke up the next day, when she saw Jia Jingshan sleeping beside her, Kang Ling cried so hard that she was dim.

The woman's weakness, coupled with Jia Jingshan's intimidation and comfort, made Kang Ling secretly swallow bitter tears and succumbed to Jia Jingshan's tyranny. Within half a year, Kang Ling sat from an ordinary clerk to the position of office director. Her boyfriend, who worked in the Government Affairs Bureau, was promoted to a section-level cadre, but she was "exiled" from the city to a remote township and became the mayor. The man who did not know the truth was still full of gratitude to Director Jia from the bottom of his heart.

My boyfriend is thirty years old and she is already twenty-eight years old. Even if she responds to the national call for late marriage and late childbirth, it has exceeded the standard. But whenever her boyfriend says she wants to get married, Kang Ling can only say that she will wait until the day you become a department-level cadre.

My boyfriend thought this was Kang Ling’s expectations and encouragement for her, but in fact only Kang Ling knew it. As long as Jia Jingshan didn’t fall for a day, her boyfriend wouldn’t even have a branch to become a department-level cadre.

The longer he stayed with Jia Jingshan, the more he could feel Jia Jingshan's power. He said that if he had been with him for ten years, he would definitely not be able to stay with him for nine years and eleven months. If he dared to get married, not only himself, but even his boyfriend would be hurt by him. Thinking about Jia Jingshan's methods of dealing with people, Kang Ling would feel chilled.

When Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun were fending Furong Garden that day, Bai Wenshan reported to Jia Jingshan. Jia Jingshan, who was outside the city, asked Kang Ling and Bai Wenshan to deal with it together. However, he did not expect that the boss of Furong Garden was very arrogant and actually moved Vice Governor Wang to come forward, so the scene did not show any signs of Kang Ling, the small director of the Municipal Bureau Office.

She was in the crowd at that time, but she was not wearing police uniforms. Therefore, she remembered Zhao Jianhui, but Zhao Jianhui had no impression of her.

When Kang Ling saw that the deputy political commissar was Zhao Jianhui, she was slightly shocked. Kang Ling, who had been trained by Jia Jingshan in the past two years, is no longer the little woman who didn't know anything two years ago. Based on her intuition, she thought that Zhao Jianhui was not good at the visitor, and maybe the spearhead was targeting Jia Jingshan.

At that time, Kang Ling was also hesitating in her heart whether to tell Jia Jingshan what she knew. At the same time, she was also laughing at Zhao Jianhui secretly, wanting to deal with Jia Jingshan? Let's wait for the next life.

But what happened in the past few days really surprised Kang Ling. This young boy was not at all inferior in several direct or indirect confrontations with Jia Jingshan.

Especially this time the night before yesterday, Jia Jingshan could be said to have made up his mind and made full preparations. While arranging people to burn corpses and destroy traces, he also used the underworld forces to completely deal with Zhao Jianhui.

But the fact is that Director Jia's efforts all endured in failure. This young and messy deputy political commissar was extremely cautious. Not only did he take precautions, but he was also very tough. Eight professional killers dealt with him alone, but three died and one injured. In the end, he protected a weak woman to escape safely.

This made Kang Ling face Zhao Jianhui's energy from the bottom of her heart, and at the same time it also aroused her desire to rely on Zhao Jianhui to get rid of Jia Jingshan.

But she still had concerns in her heart. After all, she has been deeply involved with Jia Jingshan in the past two years. Even if Zhao Jianhui is willing to accept him, can she really protect herself?

Before getting off the bus, Zhao Jianhui received a call from Chen Zhili, saying that Liu and the others had arrived. Zhao Jianhui thought to himself that he was the time to use people, and these people arrived in time.

After taking the car keys handed over by Kang Ling, Zhao Jianhui sat back in the cab: "I won't go up anymore, my friend has something to ask me for."

Seeing Kang Ling twisting her plump butt and about to go upstairs, Zhao Jianhui shouted again through the car window: "Director Kang, sometimes it is not good to think too much about people and things. When you keep getting rid of it, do you think so?"

Kang Ling turned around and stood blankly at the door of the building, thinking that this man is so powerful, I didn't say anything, just by the accomplice of him today, he could tell what he was doing?

Back at Longxing Hotel, in the lounge on the south side of the lobby on the first floor, in addition to Chen Zhili, there were more than a dozen young and capable young men sitting. What surprised Zhao Jianhui was that Tu Xiong was also sitting inside.

Seeing Zhao Jianhui coming in with dazzling police uniforms, everyone inside stood up and looked at Zhao Jianhui with eager eyes.

Liu, Liu Debiao, Xiao Ma, Ma Hongchen, Lao Wu, Wu Xiangui, Xiao Sun, Sun Liyun... These dozen people were born and died in Myanmar. When they saw Zhao Jianhui, they were like seeing their own relatives, and they all ran over excitedly and hugged Zhao Jianhui, "Boss, Boss" and shouted constantly. Those who didn't know the truth thought it was a gangster gathering.

After a long time of separation, I couldn't say that I missed after parting for a while. A group of big men held hands and patted their shoulders, rushed to the elevator to eat upstairs. However, Chen Zhili grabbed Zhao Jianhui's sleeve from behind and told him two trivial matters.

The first thing is that Fengming Trading renovates and opens. Today, Fengming Trading Company has had a group dinner in the hotel after Ye Qiuyu.

The second thing is that the woman in his room went out in the morning and has not come back yet, while the woman who walked into his room in the morning is still waiting in the room for him to come down.

What a mess? Zhao Jianhui said in his heart that you are not talking about crosstalk, why didn’t you suffocate you to death by saying such a long sentence in one breath?

However, he still understood the meaning of Chen Zhili's words, that is, Zhou Wanyi didn't listen to her and went out, and now there was a woman waiting for her to summon her in her room.

"Who?" Zhao Jianhui asked while walking towards the elevator.

"Yuan Yiyi, the little princess of the underworld, a very pure girl." Chen Zhili was mysterious and lowered her voice and said with a slight look: "Boss, I think he must have decided to you. He brought you a bag of clothes. I want to see if she doesn't let her."

Zhao Jianhui said in his heart, you shouldn't let her go to my room. I'm going to deal with her father, so why bother with her if I can't settle it?

But Yuan Yiyi is really stubborn. Why do you think it’s true if you want to fuck yourself? Is it so easy for me to fuck you?

Thinking about the ridiculous things that happened last night, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel trembling in his heart, and he really lost confidence in his restraint.

However, Zhou Wanyi dared to run out disobediently and must slap her on the butt after she came back. No matter what, she still had to go back to the room and send Yuan Yiyi away. If Zhou Wanyi came back and hit the car, what story might happen.

Today, Yuan Yiyi was wearing a charming dress. She wore a small black vest on the upper body and a short green leather skirt on the lower body. She sat in front of the table with her legs crossed her legs and looked at the computer. She wore a pair of white leather sandals on her feet, and the heel was tall and thin. The upper was a few soft thin strips, tied to the pink little feet, making her look soft and slender. The big toes were exposed from the tip of the shoe, slightly upturned, and the white toes were painted with red nail polish, which looked very sexy.

Hearing the door opening, Yuan Yiyi turned around and looked at the direction of the door: "Jianhui, are you back? Wow, you are so handsome in this outfit! People still think that you don't have new clothes to wear, so they walked around the street for you for a piece."

While saying that, Yuan Yiyi reached out to grab a bag on the bed and handed it to Zhao Jianhui: "Do you want to try to see if it fits? If it doesn't fit, I'll take it for you to change it."

"Oh, no need to try it. The clothes you bought last time were very suitable." Zhao Jianhui said, taking the bag from Yuan Yiyi's hand and putting it back on the bed. Seeing that there was a bag on the bed, he asked inadvertently: "What is this? Are you buying clothes for yourself?"
Chapter completed!