The Heroine’s Route is Wrong

Two cousins ​​of Zhang An and Pan's family who stayed in Haizhou to fight for their relatives were kicked out of their homes. Wang Qize had already spent almost the same amount of living expenses for them in the city. Now they can hardly cope with the cost of living.

Zhang An thought of the TV reporter who interviewed him and called and wanted to be interviewed, but asked for money.

The TV station reporter rejected him, and the TV station was also greeted by Zhao Qingyi. Without her permission, she will hype her news to gain the benefit of the ratings, and the consequences will be at her own risk.

TV leaders are now afraid to go to the sidelines. If the senior leaders of the Ministry of National Security are allowed to come forward, the matter may be even more serious.

When Zhang An called Pan Sumei, Zhao Qingyi was next to Pan Sumei, and she had just massaged her acupuncture points again. Pan Sumei's headache problem was much better.

Pan Sumei is also a little afraid of this daughter who is not small and has no affection for her mother and daughter.

Seeing the name on the phone, Pan Sumei couldn't help but glance at Zhao Qingyi, her heart tangled.

Zhao Qingyi sneered: "I won't see him, you can see him freely. However, if you think about how to deal with your relationship, he pressures you, and you are not qualified to ask me to accept it. My method, you have no knowledge yet. Yes, he really irritated me, do you think it's fake for me to be an official?"

Pan Sumei couldn't help but begged: "I am not, I don't ask for anything, I just want the whole family to be together happily."

"Hehe, when I was a kid, I wanted to have a happy family, no one. Now that I have my own home and my husband, why should I make your husband happy?"

Pan Sumei couldn't help feeling life miserable again, and said: "If you don't let me pick it up, I won't pick it up."

"When did I not let you answer his phone? You are a free person. You have the right to live with anyone as a loving couple, but don't force me. If you have ever raised me, you are not eligible to let me give Zhang An Good thing, not to mention you never raised me."

Pan Sumei couldn't help crying again. Zhao Qingyi said, "I have something to do. I won't care how you talk about it. I will always reserve the room for you. If you like to come, you can live comfortably, but they can't come in. You If you want to leave, you can go with them. The alimony lawyer will call you regularly. I suggest you take care of your alimony and don’t be wasted by your husband and children. You give it to them, and I won’t give it more. You can try to sue me. If Zhang An beats you or grabs your money, and you want to get a divorce, I can hire a lawyer for you. Otherwise, I can't help you."

With that said, Zhao Qingyi ignored her grievance and sad expression, and took the Chinese medicine kit and left.

Pan Sumei followed her out of the room, only to see a few bodyguards and an assistant leave behind her, and none of her looked back.

...

In the afternoon, Zhao Qingyi rushed to the research institute of Haizhou University and Beijing University of Traditional Chinese Medicine to give lectures, discussions and assignments to several graduate students. It also took her three hours. She did not return to Wang’s house, but returned to the apartment without time. early.

Wang Qize went home about the same time as her. The atmosphere was good when the two had dinner. They also discussed going out to watch a movie and go shopping tomorrow night, not on a business trip or in retreat. They agreed to make an appointment once a week.

After eating, Zhao Qingyi intends to instruct Wang Qize to vomit. This kind of qigong practice is very beneficial.

She received a greeting call from Minister Li, and Wang Qize couldn't help but spit out: The leader still likes to interrupt phone calls at night so much.

Minister Li said: "Director Zhao, you have made a lot of trouble this time."

"There is no way, I am a'monkey', everyone loves to watch it."

Minister Li sighed, “Don’t think too much about the past. It’s enough to make trouble to this level. It’s important to do a good job. There are classes in the university, and there are some difficult cases in the unit. These are more worthy of you. Take time. Don't let yourself down by dissatisfied with others."

Zhao Qingyi gave a hum, and said, "I know, even now my mother is recuperating, I still have to spend time. When she is almost better, I don't have to see her often, so I will go back to the capital to see the case."

Minister Li Haha: "Young people are just arrogant and impulsive. Donating so much money, I am not saying that it is a bad thing to donate money, but because of other people's stimulation, donating money can climb to the moral high ground. This approach is also immature. ."

When Zhao Qingyi heard his intention to protect her, he suddenly felt that Li Fox was still a talented leader.

"It's not entirely for the stimulation of others to donate money. The money, except for the money I made from doing shows, is to treat people's illnesses. I made money because of the evil that that person did. If I use the money to enjoy , Do I have to thank that big wicked man for making me rich? I would rather no one in the world suffer that kind of harm than to live by this, because it is really tiring to treat that kind of disease, and I never want to do it again. Clean and clean , Return to self."

"We, Comrade Zhao, still have a spirit of cleanliness! You don't have to think too much about making money with your hands. Let those things cool down, don't involve them anymore. If they are involved in infringements and endangering public security, let the local legal department detain them. God is honest."

"I see, Minister, there won't be such high-profile things."

"Be at ease yourself."

"I feel relieved."

"That's OK, don't bother you to rest."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Qingyi thought that he wasn't madly pursuing money, and devoted his energy to those cases that were transferred to Teco, exploring mysterious things, and seeing what remains of this plane is also very interesting.

The identity of the overbearing president, the rich and powerful, does not have much appeal to her.

Isn't there a domineering president in the family?

...

Zhang Bei rarely took a few days off and flew to Haizhou. Zhao Qingyi had arranged for him to have lunch with Miss Zhou.

At noon that day, he arrived at the restaurant fifteen minutes earlier. The other party did not arrive at the moment, so he looked at his watch again and again.

It wasn't until five minutes after the agreed time that the young girl arrived late.

In mid-November, when the weather turned cooler, she wore light makeup, a white shirt and a small black leather jacket, with a long gauze skirt, and a pair of high-heeled shoes under her feet.

She was a little cold and glamorous in the young and pretty, Zhang Bei couldn't help but think of her "indecent" people at the beginning, and she was a little embarrassed and nervous.

Zhou Xiaomin said to herself in her heart: I believe Yiyi, he is not a pervert, this girl will be generous once, if he wants her to prove to him that he is clarified and promoted, she will sell her face. But if he dared to complain to this girl, my aunt wouldn't let him go.

Zhou Xiaomin walked over, and Zhang Bei also quickly stood up: "Miss Zhou, hello."

"Hello, Mr. Zhang."

After the two were seated again, Zhang Bei suddenly said, "Miss Zhou, you are late."

Zhang Bei didn't like his subordinates to be late, and he hardly happened to be late himself.

Zhou Xiaomin thought to himself: Sure enough, the grievance is not small.

Zhou Xiaomin: "I'm late, how about it, do you want to hit me?"

Zhang Bei didn't know how to face this attitude of women for a long while, took a deep breath, and said, "I'm just stating this fact."

"Do you want me to apologize? OK, Mr. Zhang, I can't afford to provoke you. I was wrong about being late. Okay."

Zhang Bei stroked his forehead: He seemed to offend her again.

"No, I... let me apologize."

Zhou Xiaomin said: "I dare not force you."

"Don't force me, I sincerely apologize to you."

Zhou Xiaomin glanced at his sincere and solemn expression, chuckled, and said: "In order to be promoted, it is really hard to bend and stretch."

Zhang Bei squinted his eyes: "What? A promotion?"

Zhou Xiaomin couldn't help but said, "Captain Zhang, what are you still pretending? Yiyi told me that I will save her face. I can come forward to clarify the matter that affects your promotion, but you want me to apologize in the opposite direction. I can't do it."

Zhang Bei let out a long sigh of relief, stroked his forehead, and said, "That's what Director Zhao told you?"

"I'm here to solve the problem. To resolve the misunderstanding, you must be frank. It is not wrong to pursue promotion and wealth."

Zhang Bei sighed and said, "Miss Zhou, that's not the case."

Zhang Bei is a native of Beijing. He speaks with a rounded accent and loves to speak a little while, while Zhou Xiaomin is from Wu Province. No matter how unfriendly he is, there will always be a bit of soft language.

But a person with a Beijing accent is like the Cambridge accent of English. He listens to a particularly high-level sense. The accent largely represents identity. He is a cadre in an important department of the country, and of course he has an identity.

"What's wrong with what I said?"

Zhang Bei said: "I met you and made it clear to Director Zhao. First, I sincerely apologized to you about the last time. I really didn't mean it."

"How about two? Help you clarify and restore your reputation?"

"I have no problem with my reputation. If I want to get promoted, I need grades and abilities. I don't need this. Two... Director Zhao said that you are still single, and I'm here for a blind date."

Zhou Xiaomin accidentally spilled a little of the tea in his hand, and put down the cup again.

"What did you say?"

"What did Director Zhao tell you?"

"She said that the incident affected your reputation, and your promotion is controversial. I need to clarify..."

Both of them couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. Zhou Xiaomin glanced at him, then knowing that he didn't hate her, suddenly felt more pleasing to the eye again.

She has also been introduced several times, but she is always unreliable. After all, Yiyi has some taste.

Zhang Bei said, "Then eat first?"

"good……"

...

Zhao Qingyi and the old convention received a call from Zhou Xiaomin when they were eating supper at a barbecue shop outside, and she asked how to lie to her.

"Ouch, my eldest lady, I am not interested in being a nun, so let's do it if it's good."

"but……"

"Don't you like it? Then I told him and I refused to you."

"Neither... nor is it."

"It's fine if you like it. If you don't have love experience, my sister can teach you a few hands when you have time."

"..."

"That's it, hang up!"

Zhao Qingyi was receiving his mobile phone, and Wang Qize pointed to the news on the LCD TV in the store and said: "It's almost December. Japan is also experiencing forest fires due to frequent thunder and lightning. This weather."

Zhao Qingyi raised his head and was dumbfounded when he saw the broadcast of the Japanese news.

Then she looked at Wang Qize. This guy was eating an oyster and looked very innocent.

Zhao Qingyi caressed her heart, and don't let any spirits run out in modern society. Xia Yingxue is enough to bother her. Now she wants to be a good special director, and she will definitely not be able to escape and intervene in those things.

Wang Qize, this shit-stirring stick!