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Right now, looking at the frequency of using one's position to 'scheme for personal matters', it was obvious that he was getting closer and closer to You Meng. However, the requests from the Director Qi were all undeniable, and it was impossible to find any flaws in them. I can only worry.

Secretary Wu saw that I was silent and spoke again: "Secretary Zhao, right now you have a heavy burden and a long way to go. But I'm still a little jealous. You Meng, the most influential and prettiest bodyguard in the whole country, has been soaked in your soup. No matter whether it's successful or not, you have already tasted it. If you think about it like this, you should be satisfied. "

I complained, "Don't let your imagination run wild. Let me tell you, You Meng isn't the number one female guard in China, the number one female guard in China is Bian Mei. Bian Mei has already retired, she was originally from Ministry of Public Security. Could it be that, in China, one had to unnecessarily hold the title of 'China's number one female guard', in order to be considered complete? "It's too void, it's too illusory!" I was venting my dissatisfaction with the internet and the media. To be exact, I don't like the audience, nor do I like the fact that my colleagues and comrades are being watched by the media or by world public opinion. Our identities mean that not too many people are familiar with us, but the powerful role of the media and the internet is becoming increasingly difficult to imagine. If You Meng had already retired, then her being popular with the media and the internet would definitely be a good thing. However, You Meng was currently a security guard in active service, and the more people who knew about her, the more danger she would be in.

I heard the sound of footsteps on the other end of the line, and then a quiet conversation. I couldn't hear the content of the conversation, but I could vaguely sense the attitude of the Director Qi.

However, in this situation, the Director Qi could not reject.

Within five minutes, You Meng was sent back in the car by the Director Qi.

In fact, at this time, the discussions between the heads of department were still continuing, of course Director Qi could judge my lies. He paced back and forth on the spot for a moment before he turned around and asked me, "Secretary Zhao, did you tell By Staff Officer that the head had finished his meeting?"

Only now did I realize that there was a loophole in the brilliant plan of recruiting You Meng back. After all, as long as Director Qi comes over and take a look, he would know that I was lying. But for some reason, I didn't feel the slightest bit of fear anymore. I righteously said to Director Qi, "Director Qi, even though it's not finished yet, but based on the time I have left, it should be soon."

The Director Qi scolded him, "Your ability at lying has improved a lot!"

I explained, "It's not a lie. Director Qi, think about it, if I call You Meng back after the head meeting, will he be able to make it in time? That's why I have to type in the advance. "

Director Qi was speechless.

Then he quickened his pace and stormed back to the Cadillac.

The car turned around and instantly left Head A.

After watching Director Qi's car drive away, I finally let out a long sigh of relief. I feel like myself and the Director Qi are already embroiled in a battle without smoke.

This war might go on for a very, very long time.

Can I be the ultimate victor of this war?

You Meng hugged her arms and praised me: "Sure, Zhao Long, now you even dare to go against Director Qi?"

I stared at You Meng and said a sentence filled with righteousness and heroism: "To defend love!"

You Meng smiled with gratitude, and whispered into my ear: "I didn't think that you guys would be so jealous too, hehe!"

I glared at You Meng and said resentfully, "To think you can still laugh!"

You Meng made a face and did not argue anymore. She only tapped the ground with the heels of her leather shoes, her voice very soft but pleasant to the ear, as if she was using this method to express her inner feelings.

But in this melody I heard a lost element.

Perhaps, this sense of loss belongs to me, and not You Meng.

Half an hour later, the leaders had finished their discussion. You Meng and I bid our farewells to the Secretary Wu and followed Chief C back to the C Head.

Returning to the Head, I found You Meng and discussed the matter regarding the Director Qi with her.

I faintly fretted, "Now that Director Qi has thought of a way to be with you alone, it won't work if this goes on."

You Meng chewed on a bubble gum and sat on the bed while swinging her legs. She laughed at me and said, "What?

I said, "Right now, moving from love to love has already become a fashion. The number of people moving from love to love is truly too many in real life."

You Meng comforted me: "Don't worry, my darling Long Long, I'm not that kind of person!"

You Meng's intimate way of calling me 'Long Long' gave me goosebumps all over the place. However, although he felt some comfort in his heart, the worry that came from the bottom of his heart could not be dispelled. In other ways, I am someone who can afford to let go, but in terms of feeling, I am unusually depressed and thoughtful. In terms of relationships, I'm not a strong person, but I'm a passionate person. Maybe after my love affair with Zhao Jie, I no longer blindly believed in love. In the face of danger, I no longer chose to sit still and wait for death. I had to find a way to create the conditions that would remove all obstructions. That's what I think of love now.

I gently hugged You Meng as I hugged him, but You Meng easily broke free. She pouted and said, "Zhao Long, can you be more careful? You always want to take advantage of me."

I was suddenly startled, because this seemed to be the first time You Meng had refused my embrace.

I'm starting to have bad associations again.

Seeing that I was displeased, You Meng took my arm and shook it: "Zhao Long, don't misunderstand, what I mean is, I mean, I mean —"

I shook her hands and said angrily, "What do you mean?"

You Meng's face changed, maybe there was some sadness hidden within. She took my arm again and begged, "Zhao Long, can you not do this? "I was just joking with you. If you're willing, I … I'm willing to let you take advantage of me!" You Meng blinked her large eyes at me as she looked at me. Her pair of soft hands had already started drawing circles on my arm.

I could feel her writing a word on my arm.

It was the word 'love.'

I wanted to say something, but You Meng took the initiative to come closer and nestled into my arms.

This kind of vague nestling, seems to be the most tacit confession between us.

In my arms, You Meng started to hum Liu Ruoyin's "Love you a lot". I wanted to do something for you, something that would make you happier. Fortunately, in your heart, you buried my name. Please time when you are not paying attention, stealthily fermented this seed into a fruit. Love you very much, only let you, have love, I am at ease...

Every time I listen to You Meng sing, I forget about all my troubles.

I embraced her blissfully and basked in the melody for a long time.

I hope that this melody can last forever …

The second day, it was still the same as before. In the morning, after work and lunch, Jiao Jiao pestered You Meng and I to play badminton for the whole afternoon.

At half past one in the afternoon, I called the captain of the Ximen District, Song Sichun, and asked him to bring a squadron of warriors to the Head to take a picture.

Song Sichun thanked him profusely on the phone. In the eyes of these basic officer s, being able to take a picture with their leader could be considered the highest honor of their Security personnel. So when I do it for them, he will respect me all the more.

Half an hour later, nearly a hundred soldiers neatly walked over to the C Head. They lined up outside the courtyard, and then Song Sichun entered the courtyard to find me.

Song Sichun repeated his flattery again and again, thanking me for helping him achieve his goals. I only smiled and told him that it was something I should do.

I looked at my watch and said to Song Sichun: "Let the warriors in. We'll take pictures together in the courtyard. "

Song Sichun nodded happily, then waved his hand towards the outside of the courtyard. An old soldier led the troops in.

After waiting for the soldiers to organize themselves in the courtyard, I turned around and entered the villa to invite Chief C out.

In this way, Chief C, in accordance with our ideas, took a photo with the resident guards.

Every warrior's face let out an excited smile. The usual fatigue from duty was washed away by this kind of strong joy.

For the guards, being able to take pictures with their superiors was their greatest honor.

Looking at the satisfied expression on my comrades' faces, a wave of heartfelt gratification welled up in my heart. Perhaps that was all I could do for the comrades who kept watch day and night and worked tirelessly for the head of the Central Committee.

After taking photos with the Warriors, Chief C shared a few photos with You Meng, Yellow Staff Officer and the rest. Chief C then made a short speech to all the guards and soldiers.

In his speech, Chief C expressed his acknowledgement and acknowledgement of the work done by the Security personnel and also expressed his sincere gratitude on behalf of the Central Committee. Chief C sighed with emotion, "You are a tough security force, a security envoy to the Party's Central Committee. It was you who created a safe and comfortable working environment for the leaders and comrades of the Central Committee. It was you who used your sweat to pay for the safety of their work and life. The development and construction of China cannot be done without your help. "I hope that you will continue to maintain and promote the good work of the security forces, and achieve greater success in your duties …"

The leader spoke for about ten minutes, his words clear and precise. This caused all the guards and soldiers to feel deep veneration, but at the same time, it also made them feel a deep sense of glory.

After the chief finished speaking, I arranged for Song Sichun to bring the troops back.

Song Sichun held my hand and thanked me profusely once again, insisting on giving me time to eat.

I think that Song Sichun is being a little too enthusiastic.

But there are pros and cons to everything, and I can't imagine that it would cause me any trouble.

Not long after Song Sichun left with his troops, I suddenly received a call from Director Qi.

Director Qi scolded him right away, "Zhao Long, you little rascal, do you not want to continue working here?"