Chapter 17 childhood sweetheart
Gao Jiawei touched Fang Kexin's hair affectionately and said with a smile, "It's amazing. Our little princess has now become a beautiful big princess. Haha"
Fang Kexin twisted her waist coquettishly and said in a charming voice, "Our brother Jiawei is also a generation of talents now. We often hear your news. I don't know how many girls in the United States are in love with Wei Ge now."
Zhuang Yan next to her was secretly surprised that the two were so intimate, and the suspected boyfriend didn't move at all. He looked at them with a smile. I really didn't know whether it was a deep belly or a little root?
The two talked about the old sayings for a long time. Only then did Fang Kexin remember that there was a male companion next to him. She quickly said to Zhang Ping apologetically, "Oh, I forgot to introduce him. This is Zhang Ping, my good friend."
Then he pulled Zhang Ping and said, "Come on, let me meet you. A top student at Harvard University, a new magical fund manager on Wall Street, the eldest son of the director of the Public Security Bureau - Mr. Gao Jiawei.
Fang Kexin's exaggerated introduction made everyone at the scene smile, such a lovely girl. Gao Jiawei shook his head and said to Zhang Ping with a smile, "Ha ha, we haven't seen each other for a long time. How did this girl become so naughty? Hello, I'm Gao Jiawei. Nice to meet you.
Although it shrouded many auras, Gao Jiawei did not dare to despise the man in front of him at all. When he was just introduced, Gao Jiawei had already used his ancestral observation technique to observe himself secretly: Zhang Ping did not seem to be amazing, but he stood there as motionless as a mountain, with a peaceful temperament, but with a different demeanor.
Zhang Ping also has a good impression on this high-level people. His words and manners are not as arrogant as those high-level children. On the contrary, he is polite. However, this kind of courtesy is also somewhat a little anti-people thousands of miles away. But as a so-called magical teenager, this is nothing. Who doesn't have a little character?
The two walked together to talk. I heard that Zhang Ping is now working in Longchao Company of Feng's Group. Gao Jiawei stopped talking and changed the topic to talk about the interesting stories of Fang Kexin's childhood. Zhang Ping saw it, but after all, he knew each other for the first time, and he didn't ask much.
On the other side, Zhuang Yan also pulled Fang Kexin and chatted happily. There were always many common topics for girls. What's more, Zhuang Yan was originally an exquisite woman. When the two talked about happiness, they couldn't help giggling and attracting a lot of hot eyes.
After talking for a long time, Zhang Ping was still a little worried about the newly cured Guo Dehua, so he proposed to visit him, and several people agreed deeply.
In front of the small building, several security guards were still standing in front of the door. Just at this time, Gao Qiang came out, saw several people, and waved them to pass.
On the second floor, Gao Qiang introduced their juniors to Uncle Hua. Uncle Hua seemed to be still thinking and absent-minded. After a little greeting, they retreated.
When he arrived in Guo Dehua's room, he was quite surprised to see the patient who was supposed to lie in bed appear in front of him. He was talking and laughing with Lin Meilin. After all, the scene on the stage just now was quite scary. Fortunately, in addition to Zhang Ping, several people had some understanding of Lantian Club. Uncle Hua, the behind-the-scenes boss of Lantian Club, was also a Xinglin master. It was not surprising to be a little surprised.
After all, young people are easy to deal with, and it didn't take long for a few people to get acquainted. Guo Dehua shook off the superstar shelf that was usually displayed in front of the public and looked very approachable. Lin Meilin is also a star excavated by the star scout, and her natural background is also average. Now he is also facing the second generation of Zhonghai. He is a little clever in speaking, and he is a little indifferent to the ordinary Zhang Ping in his words and manners.
Zhang Ping doesn't care. He is a big star, and he is nothing. Why do he let others do to himself? What's more, Zhang Ping is already very happy in the face of Guo Dehua. Looking at him, it should be nothing serious. Zhang Ping was also relieved. Just now, the time was tight. Although he was very sure, it was inevitable that he would make mistakes in a hurry. He moved his head, and he couldn't make a mistake at all.
Without saying much gossip, several people saw that Guo Dehua was fine, so they left the Lantian Club. Fang Kexin insisted on sending Zhang Ping home, but Zhang Ping couldn't escape, so he had to agree.
Gao Jiawei next to him smiled secretly. When he was a child, Fang Kexin was called a female overlord. It was not the big five and three thick, but the girl confessed to death, and the sure thing must be done. Now Zhang Ping is entangled, but he feels a little sympathized with Zhang Ping.
Fang Kexin chatty all the way, talking about her own old things, which made Zhang Ping want to close his eyes and refresh himself. Zhang Ping suddenly remembered something and made an excuse. He asked Fang Kexin to let him down and wave his hand to send her home.
Zhang Ping took a few steps quickly and turned two street corners. He was about to take a taxi. He felt a movement in his heart. He caught a glimpse of the familiar car shadow. Hey hey, this girl, is this girl still playing this game and stalking?
Fang Kexin proudly drove far away and followed Zhang Ping. He wanted to know where he would go if he didn't go home so late. Could it be that this little clerk could not hide the golden house or ask Liu about flowers? That's really a loss. Turning another street corner, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and looked around. Zhang Ping had no trace of him. Well, Fang Kexin is very angry. Does this guy know that someone is following?
With Zhang Ping's ability, it's too small to get rid of an immature stalking. He just rushed up to a building and watched Fang Kexin get out of the car and look around like a headless fly, so he had to drive away.
Zhang Ping returned to the road and went straight to the destination - Zeng Tiesheng's three-milk residence of Director Zeng Tiesheng. Through days of private investigation, he has already had a good understanding of Zeng Tiesheng's whereabouts. Today is Friday. If there is no accident, it must be at Sun*'s place.
I have to admire the vigorous energy of the Bureau. I won't say much about it at home. There are several relationships outside, but I'm still not satisfied. Not long ago, Zeng Tiesheng got into a female student Sun* of the Communication University, who raised her in this high-end community. As his long-term breasts, these Friday nights are here. .
Zhang Ping dodged the patrol of the community security guard and quickly came to the back of the target building. With a little luck, there was suction on the palm of his hand. Zhang slowly climbed up the third floor and clung to the outer corner of the window. From below, it looked like a shadow, and nothing could be seen.
The good show in the room was just over. Zeng Tiesheng and Sun * sat on the sofa and chatted in bathrobes. Sun * opened his mouth and asked Zeng Tiesheng for a bead chain he saw during the day. Zeng Tiesheng half leaned on the sofa and walked freely on Sun *'s delicate body with his left hand. He responded lazily and watched the TV thoughtfully.
Some time ago, he was burned by the eye disease incident, and the big boss above scolded him. Zeng Tiesheng also hated it in his heart. If he hadn't been worried about not getting rid of some of the beginnings and ends, he would have knocked off the dean long ago. Although there is the care of the big boss this time. There is no big problem, but the impact is not small, especially the families of the patients who have not been smoothed down. From time to time, they go to the hospital and the health bureau to make noise. At this junctuous moment, it is naturally very unfavorable to his official career.