Chapter 31

"He threw it."

Seeing the man outside looking at himself, Zhao Jinkun stretched out his backhand and pointed to Qin Jin on the sofa, explaining slowly.

"President Qin!"

The man outside the door looked along Zhao Jinkun's fingers. When he saw Qin Jin, he quickly bent down and asked hello.

"Leave the things, you can go!"

Qin Jin put his hand on the back of the sofa. He was not angry but powerful. The momentum of the president was instantly revealed.

"Yes

The man outside the door straightened his waist, carried the three bags in his hands, and handed them to Zhao Jinkun with both hands.

"Thank you."

Zhao Jinkun gave a warm smile, took the bag at the same time, said thanks.

"I don't deserve it. It's my job!"

The man outside is quite young, about the size of Zhao Jinkun.

For Zhao Jinkun's thanks, he seems a little flattered.

Zhao Jinkun saw the other side carefully, and said nothing more. He closed the hatch gently.

"Your assistant? Is the aura a little too weak? "

As soon as the door closed, Zhao Jinkun asked casually as he went to the bedside.

According to his understanding of Qin Jin, it is impossible for Qin Jin to keep such people around.

If you want to make a breakthrough in the business world, you can't rely on one person's ability alone. You have to be surrounded by people who can be trusted and have a certain skill and courage.

Just now, the young man outside the door was so weak that he couldn't control the scene.

"No, my assistant went on his honeymoon. This is a new intern. His aura is weak. Fortunately, his brain is flexible enough. It's good to stay in the company to take care of the internal affairs."

When Qin Jin first met the big boy, he didn't even plan to practice, because he was so weak that he didn't dare to look at him.

After being forced to leave him for various reasons, Qin Jin found that the other party's heart was careful enough and his ability to organize data was not a little bit strong.

Zhao Jinkun doesn't know much about the business world. Qin Jin has his own sense of propriety.

Zhao Jinkun went to the bed, and without saying a word, he opened the quilt, revealing the legs of Hua Linzheng.

Snow white bed sheet quilt and snow-white slender legs, there is a touch of blood red abnormal conspicuous.

Zhao Jinkun carefully looked at the bruise on Hua Linzheng's right knee, and there was a trace of yellow transparent serum in the scarlet. He saw that he had been injured and had not dealt with it up to now.

"Wow! It's a good leg

After putting his hand on the back of the sofa, Qin Jin's body was inclined. With a slight side of his head, he saw the half long legs of Hua Lin Zheng.

"Turn your head back!"

Zhao Jinkun just took out two small medicine boxes of palm size from the bag. Hearing Qin Jin's exaggerated exclamation, his warm black eyes immediately shot in the past.

"You old man! I'll see what's wrong. I won't eat her again! "

Qin Jin's face turned black. Looking at Zhao Jinkun, he was full of dissatisfaction.

Everyone likes to appreciate beautiful things. This is appreciation!

Do you understand!

How ridiculous!

"Not at all!" Zhao Jinkun did not care so much. He retorted and went back.

Of course, he knew that Qin Jin was not interested in Hua Lin Zheng, but anyway, he couldn't watch it!

"Son of a bitch! that 's ok! You can see it! All over the world you can watch hualinzheng! That's enough! "

Qin Jin turned back to watch TV.

He can understand that Zhao Jinkun is a guy who forgets his righteousness when he sees the color and values the color more than his friends!

Son of a bitch!

Don't treat him so well!

Zhao Jinkun carefully cleans and disinfects the wound for Hua Linzheng.

After disinfection of the knee injury, thinking of the wound on her wrist, Zhao Jinkun hesitated for a second, then his big hand got into the quilt and pulled out Hua Linzheng's right hand.

After dealing with Hua Linzheng's wound, Zhao Jinkun took out a suit from another bag and began to wear it.

Zhao Jinkun carefully looked at the three bags and found that there was a pair of shoes and socks, which were really from the inside to the outside and from head to foot.

This suit is brand new, and at first glance, it is a private custom-made one. Zhao Jinkun put on his black trousers, buttoned his white shirt and went to the sofa.

"Jin, are you thin? This shirt is a little tight. "

Zhao Jingkun buckles, and feels that his chest muscles are a little tight here. This personal customized size is naturally customized according to Qin Jin's figure.

In the past, it was no problem for him to mix with Qin Jin's clothes.

It's a little small now. I'm not used to it.

"Screw you! What a great chest muscle

Zhao Jinkun just sat down at this time. Qin Jin just hit Zhao Jinkun's chest muscle.

Qin Jin thinks he has a good figure, very good!

Just as he entered the door, he found that Zhao Jinkun's figure was better than that before he became a soldier.

Zhao Jinkun's chest muscle looks very big, this punch hit in the past, hard hit hand pain.

This kind of chest muscle is full of explosive power at a glance, which is totally different from the bodybuilding muscle trained in the gym.

"If you are envious, say so."

Zhao Jinkun raised his hand and beat Qin Jin with a slap. It was a good blow, but he still pinched his claws on his chest muscle.

"The touch is really good. How long do you need to practice?"

Qin Jin said to straighten the back, two phase comparison of touched his chest muscle, inquired.

"I practiced for eight years, don't you think?"

Zhao Jinkun also looked at Qin Jin from head to foot.

Qin Jin is the same height as him. He is one meter nine. You can see that Qin Jin's figure under his suit is not lazy. How many people can't admire this figure? What's Qin Jin dissatisfied with.

"Eight years? Well, forget it. "

Qin Jin poked his chest muscle's hand. When he heard about it for eight years, it was just like the ball that let off steam.

In eight years, he has been able to do a lot of things, and has taken a lot of younger sisters. This time is too long.

"What about Ning Yu? What have you done to him? "

Zhao Jinkun then remembered Ning Yu, who was chasing Hua Linzheng all the way to the boat.

"Cut! I've drunk him for a long time

As soon as Qin Jin shook hands, his body language and tone were full of pride.

A few cups of Martell will start to faint, how nice to drink with him!

Zhao Jinkun smile, Ning Yu is just a high school student.

Although the character is a little arrogant, but the character is not bad, and those who spend all day in the night club rich children or different.

"By the way, I asked Ning Yu if it's crazy to chase a girl on the sea even after she's finished on the land. Guess what he said? "

When it comes to Ning Yu, Qin Jin wants to laugh. He is really hot.

"Does he mean that Hua Linzheng doesn't notice his existence if he doesn't go crazy?"

Zhao Jinkun didn't even think about it, so he went back to the road.