The Brother Zhang mentioned by Zhao Gangjun is naturally Zhang Zhongguo, deputy director of the FJ Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection.
"Well, why don't you bother Brother Zhang?" Zhao Gangjun said shyly.
"I just want to give you a plate from the Provincial Party Committee. Although I don't like to use privileged license plates, it is undeniable that these license plates are still useful at certain times." Zhang Zhongguo said seriously, "For example, there will be no blind people.
They stop your car and ask you for tolls."
"Well, then I'll trouble Brother Zhang."
Zhao Gangjun nodded respectfully.
"Who are these two?"
Zhang Zhongguo looked at Guo Furong and Huang Lingling and asked.
"This is Sister Furong, and this is Sister Lingling. Sister Furong is my landlord, and Sister Lingling is my roommate. By the way, Brother Zhang, and Sister Lingling is also a policeman." Zhao Gangjun said.
"Oh? Police?!" Zhang Zhongguo glanced at Huang Lingling in surprise, and then said, "I seem to have heard of this name. Last time, there was a case between the FJ Public Security Department and the Central Public Security Department, and there seemed to be a woman named Huang Lingling.
"
"it's me."
Huang Lingling nodded.
"Sister Lingling, Sister Furong, this is my brother Zhang, who watched me grow up."
Zhao Gangjun introduced.
"Hello, Brother Zhang."
The two smiled and said hello.
"young and promising."
Zhang Zhongguo nodded, then looked at Zhao Gangjun and said, "I'll take care of the license plate. Tell me, what number do you want?"
"Provincial Party Committee No. 1?" Zhao Gangjun asked tentatively.
Zhang Zhongguo looked at Zhao Gangrong like he was an idiot and said, "If your dad..."
"Well, then it needs to be number 52, or 520, is there any?"
Zhao Gangrong did not let Zhang Zhongguo finish what he said, so he interrupted.
"Provincial Party Committee No. 52? Let me take a look at this. Is it 00052?" Zhang Zhongguo asked.
"Well, yes!" Zhao Gangjun nodded.
"If No. 25 is still a bit difficult, No. 52 shouldn't be too difficult, Xiao Li?"
Zhang Zhongguo shouted calmly.
A man wearing a manager's badge trotted over from the side.
"Director Zhang."
"I will arrange for someone to come over and arrange the registration plate for his car."
Zhang Zhongguo pointed at Zhao Gangjun.
"OK."
Huang Lingling on the side naturally knew what Zhao Gangjun meant by asking for the license plate 00052. Her pretty face turned red and she didn't say anything. Instead, Guo Furong hugged Huang Lingling and smiled teasingly.
But Zhao Gangjun could see that there was still a hint of loneliness in Guo Furong's eyes.
This loneliness passed by in a flash.
Zhao Gangjun felt sad, then he smiled and said to Zhang Zhongguo, "Brother Zhang, let's go first. If I have time, I'll go find you and make tea."
"Um."
Watching Zhao Gangjun leave, Zhang Zhongguo said to himself, "This boy looks more and more like his father."
"Let's go and take you to a restaurant."
Zhao Gangjun said, "We made money today, so we have to reward ourselves. After we are done, we will go shopping. I will buy whatever you want."
"You're going to kill the big guy today, Lingling, you're welcome."
Guo Furong said with a smile.
"You won't be polite, I want to eat Haagen-Dazs! I want to eat two balls!" Huang Lingling said with shining eyes.
"You're worthless, I'll take three balls if you want!"
Guo Furong said with disdain.
Needless to say what happened next, the three of them went to have lunch together, then went shopping together, and didn't go home until evening.
Huang Lingling and Guo Furong didn't buy anything. They picked two sets of clothes each for less than a thousand yuan. This made Zhao Gangjun quite dissatisfied, but they refused to have anything else, so Zhao Gangjun stopped forcing it.
After being a nouveau riche for a day, Zhao Gangjun was filled with emotion. Now that he has money, the feeling of spending money is different from before.
Zhao Gangjun couldn't stay at home for dinner in the evening because Liu Ling had an appointment.
Zhao Gangjun actually feels that he is quite an animal or that he is quite pretentious. He is thinking about not hurting anyone, but at the same time he is in contact with different women.
If I could use one word to describe myself, it would be shameless.
However, Zhao Gangjun can only let it go when it comes to some things. He is ambitious and has a big heart. Is it possible that he can watch other women in his life leave with other men because of a woman? This is not in line with the Zhao family's outlook on life.
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Regarding women, the Zhao family's view is that those who can be taken will never be let go.
Zhao Gangjun has already let go of Lin Qianru, and currently has no plans to let any other woman leave him.
This kind of thinking is very selfish and overbearing.
But these days, if people are given enough capital, who wouldn’t want to be selfish and domineering in this kind of thing?
At this time, Zhao Gangjun had already made a vague decision in his heart.
Guo Furong wants to take it, and so does Huang Lingling.
Even if you can't accept it, you have to accept it.
It was such a happy decision.
Of course, Zhao Gangjun had other ideas about Liu Ling's date in the evening.
Since Situ Yulong wants to pick up this woman, if something happens between him and this woman, will Situ Yulong feel uncomfortable?
Well, if it were me, it would be extremely uncomfortable.
at this time.
Zhao Gangjun's cell phone rang.
It's a text message.
Zhao Gangjun opened the text message.
Text messages contain a lot of content.
"Shen Linfeng? He is really not a simple person."
Zhao Gangjun looked at the contents on his phone and muttered to himself, "He is in his early thirties and has a personal asset of over one billion... without any stains in his life. He made his fortune through industry."
At this moment, Zhao Gangjun's cell phone rang again.
"I miss you."
It's just four simple words, and the number is an unfamiliar number.
Zhao Gangjun was stunned for a moment, then called back.
"You changed your cell phone."
Zhao Gangjun did not ask who the other party was.
There was a sob on the other end of the phone, "I...I miss you, Gang Bing."
"Where are you."
Zhao Gangjun asked.
"I...I'm at the airport...fj airport."
"wait for me."
Zhao Gangjun hung up the phone and drove directly to FJ Airport.
fj airport.
The crowds were huge.
A woman, wearing a red dress, stood at the exit of the airport.
Woman's hand holds a mobile phone.
The woman's eyes were red and she kept looking somewhere with an expectant look.
The breeze blew her long hair.
Under the dusk, her figure was stretched very long and she was very lonely.
At this time, a car came from far to near.
The car is not a good car.
The car slowly stopped, a man jumped out of the driver's seat, and then walked towards the woman in red.
The woman covered her mouth and looked at that figure with her body trembling slightly, the figure that appeared in her dreams every night and haunted her.
I don’t know when the woman discovered that she could no longer live without him in her life.
Zhao Gangjun slowly walked up to the woman in red and suddenly realized.
This strong-tempered, silly and naive woman has always been in my heart and has never left her.
She used to be a resident singer in a bar, and anyone could pick up her.
She once shouldered a huge debt for a man and carried it for several years.
She once vomited all over Zhao Gangjun, and Zhao Gangjun also peed on her.