When I saw Song Baojun appearing on the roadside from a distance, the former high school class beauty hurriedly got out of the car and stood by the side with her hands hanging down.

It may take decades for a person's mentality to change, or just a few seconds. Feng Jialin is the latter. After being elected as a full-time secretary, she quickly straightened her position so as not to end up with Zhao Ming.

How can there be so many mighty people who cannot be betrayed? How can there be so many wealth and honor that cannot be lust? In society, interests are the first priority.

When Song Baojun walked ten meters away, Feng Jialin hurriedly bowed slightly and chuckled, "Committee Song, you are here." He reached out and opened the back seat door for him.

"Xiao Feng, thank you for your hard work." Song Baojun acted as a leader in time.

At this time, a red Porsche 911 stopped beside with a slam. Liu Xiyue stretched out her head from the cab and said, "Song Baojun, I have been looking for you for a long time, so I used to hide here."

"What are the instructions of the squad leader?" Song Baojun stopped.

Liu Xiyue said: "Don't talk nonsense, get in the car and go to my house."

Song Baojun couldn't help but take a step back: "Are you stupid? You were beaten out again when you went to your house?"

Liu Xiyue forced a smile and said, "I promise that I won't drive you out again this time?"

Song Baojun said: "That won't work. I was kicked out of my house by you yesterday. I stayed on the streets and stayed up all night. Both my body and my mind were greatly hurt..."

Liu Xiyue shouted: "Song Baojun, you are going to die! Just go if you want to go, don't talk so much nonsense!"

"Squad leader, you see that I have something to do here, so why not be the next day." Song Baojun changed his tone. The mentally retarded Liu Qinglin gave birth to a new personality but was on the verge of dying. He was going to save him, but he might as well make a gesture, so that the Liu family could know that "it is easy to send a god but difficult to invite gods."

Liu Xiyue finally set her eyes on Feng Jialin and saw the woman standing aside, wearing a tight ol suit, highlighting her beautiful figure, and a humble and respectful expression, but she was very beautiful.

You Song Baojun, you keep saying that you can’t get enough love to soak up your horse. There are actually one beautiful women around you, one after another, endlessly emerging.

"Okay, I refuse to go to my house. Did you find a new relationship?" Liu Xiyue suddenly looked up and stared at Feng Jialin, asking, "Who are you?"

Feng Jialin heard Song Baojun say "was driven out of the house" and just said it was the Hedong Lion in his family. He hurriedly smiled and said, "Sister, I am the secretary of Member Song, and I came here to report on the work."

She was slightly older than Liu Xiyue, so she still called her sister and looked very low.

Liu Xiyue's face was slightly relaxed and she said, "When did you become a member? What unit is it? Is there any money to hire a secretary? Is it OK! How much did you hide from me?"

This series of questions came out, which were things that Song Baojun was not easy to answer, so he said coldly: "Xiaomei, I can go to your house, but there is a condition."

"What conditions do you say?"

"Who asked me to get out yesterday? I want him to come and invite me back in person." Song Baojun smiled faintly, but the conditions raised were very sharp.

Who told him to get out yesterday? Governor Liu of Xianghu Province!

Liu Xiyue frowned and said, "Song Baojun, what do you think you can do is just go to my house? Even if I beg you, I won't do it?"

Song Baojun put his hand on the top of the car door, looked down at the other party, and said, "Small girl, that's not what I mean. Of course it's okay for me to be on call, but think about it carefully, what will your family think of me? Is it still the male classmate who is not promising?"

Liu Xiyue couldn't help but ponder.

Song Baojun reached out and put his hand on her chin and raised it up, saying, "Do I, Song Baojun, still have to doubt your Liu Xiyue's intention?"

Liu Xiyue's pretty face flushed, she felt secretly happy, but said, "I didn't promise you anything."

"I'll just call you like a living fool, what will your mother think of me?" Song Baojun's hand continued to move upwards, touching the girl's delicate face, and said, "I'm afraid she may not pay attention to me, the so-called male classmate, what status can she have in your family in the future?"

"What you mean..." Liu Xiyue completely forgot that the other party was flirting with his face.

"If Governor Liu comes to invite him in person, it will naturally be different." Song Baojun said in an unquestionable tone: "Your brother Liu Qinglin, I will definitely save him from this boundless sea of ​​suffering. I want to ask whether Governor Liu's heart is important whether family affection is important or whether his face is important."

Liu Xiyue nodded without realizing it and said, "It seems to make some sense. I thought you were resentful of what happened yesterday."

"How could I, Song Baojun, take those trivial things in my heart? I just retreat to advance."

"That's good. You haven't answered the question before me yet." Liu Xiyue looked in Feng Jialin's direction: "Why did you hire a female secretary? Don't say that someone in your family is an official, and you will be assigned a position in a certain unit, and then another woman cried and shouted to be a secretary for you."

Song Baojun couldn't help but rub his nose and smiled, "Small girl is so smart. She guessed it well, it's true."

"Why don't you die!"

Song Baojun scratched his head and said, "Well! To be honest, this Miss Feng is my high school classmate. She has just been promoted to a state-owned enterprise and plans to invite a group of old classmates to drink and reminisce about the past. There are more than a dozen or twenty people, including men and women. I refused but had to agree."

Feng Jialin was smart and said hurriedly: "Sister, Song Baojun and I are classmates. We are preparing a group of people to drink. They are all men and women, so don't worry."

"So that's the case." Liu Xiyue's pitiful brain cells could not even think about the loopholes, and said, "Then I'll go home and say to my uncle first, don't not answer my phone like last night, otherwise... Otherwise, my sister will be very angry and the consequences will be serious."

Song Baojun let out a long sigh and sat in Feng Jialin's car.

Liu Xiyue shouted behind her again: "Don't get too drunk at classmate reunion, do you know!"

"I know, my wife will tell you when I go out and drink less and eat more vegetables."

Song Baojun talked about the approximate location of the family, and Feng Jialin started the car and drove out. The former class beauty had just obtained her driver's license for half a year, and her driving skills were not strong enough. Seeing that there was a leader in the car, she drove carefully and kept it within 40 yards.

"Committee Song, the one just now..." Feng Jialin hesitated for a while and asked, "Is it your wife?"

If her line had been before last week, she might have been like this: "Hey, that woman had an affair with you just now?" But now the situation is reversed, so she naturally has to carefully consider it, for fear of violating the leader's taboo.

Song Baojun didn't have to take care of her emotions, and he was too lazy to answer, saying, "How are you doing your job these days?"

"It is mainly about handling documents daily and being familiar with construction safety matters." Feng Jialin drove the car and did not dare to look back, saying, "It is mainly because you didn't go to the office, and I don't know who to ask for many things."

"Is there anything else?"

Feng Jialin said: "You have told you to focus on tracking Lige Company. I have reported to Mr. Du. He said he would take good care of Han Weiwu, general manager of Lige Company."

"What are the specific measures?" Song Baojun continued.

Feng Jialin knew that Member Song was very interested in Lige Company, but he didn't expect that he was so concerned that he couldn't help but regret that he had not done enough and said, "Because the contract has not been signed yet, the main thing is to hang Han Weiwu and kill him. In the hotel he stayed in, we did something to make him unhappy in staying, and the other is to install a camera to monitor his every move."

"Not bad." Song Baojun nodded frequently: "You go back and draw a contract again, and make the terms as strict as possible, so let them sign it."

All the way to the street outside Song Baojun's house, he didn't plan to tell the girl his detailed address, so he asked her to stop at a milk tea shop next to her, ordered two cups of hot milk tea, and sat in the corner and chatted.

Feng Jialin thought that life was really wonderful. Not long ago, he took off all his clothes in the office and was humiliated. Now the two were sitting opposite each other in the milk tea shop, looking like a couple.

Isn’t that even more ridiculous if you think about the high school days three or four years ago?

Feng Jialin sorted out his emotions and said, "Commissioner Song and several managers of the Security Department want to come to you to report their work in person, but I don't know when you will be available."

The most nervous thing about the new safety committee member taking office is not Zhao Ming, but his colleagues from the safety department under the safety committee member. It has been a week since this, and I have never seen the real leader look like. How can everyone not be anxious?

Song Baojun said: "Let them work as usual and just pretend I don't exist."

"Also, Ye Lijing, the president of Xingfan Shipping, has been to you five or six times, but I don't know what his purpose is. I asked, but he insisted on seeing you before he could tell."

Song Baojun knew that Ye Lijing wanted to keep his good son Ye Chengqi by his side for training, so he could leave this matter to him for a while. As long as Xingfan Shipping maintains cooperation with the project department, he would not be able to escape from Wuzhishan and said, "I understand, tell Mr. Ye that I will deal with it when I have time."

Feng Jialin quickly took the notebook and wrote it down.

"Your main task is to keep a close eye on Han Weiwu of Lige Company." Song Baojun repeatedly emphasized: "The more miserable he is, the better, then the grudges between me and you in high school will be eliminated."

Feng Jialin hurriedly said: "Thank you, Member Song, I will definitely make up for my past mistakes."

"Also, don't interact with people like Zhao Ming again in the future, it's not worth it."

Feng Jialin quickly explained: "Zhao Ming and I are really nothing, they are all wishful thinking."

"That's good." Song Baojun no longer struggled with this topic, grabbed the milk tea straw and sucked dry, and said, "As long as you perform well, I won't make things difficult for you, and you can also get a glorious resume with your position as a full-time secretary of the safety committee."

"Yes!" Feng Jialin responded frivolously and asked in a low voice after a while: "Committee, our old classmates in our high school class plan to hold a class reunion during the Chinese New Year. It has been planned for half a year. It turns out that you can't notify you if you haven't contacted you...Well, do you want to attend?" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!