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Chapter 1170 Make wedding clothes for others

Zhang Guanren looked at Cha Wei's beautiful face. Because she held her head high, he could only see her side, but Zhang Yang still caught the tears in her beautiful eyes. Zhang Guanren sighed secretly, quite self-reproachful, injustice, how many girls did she hurt? Cha Wei was obviously sad because of this matter. The one squeezed his lips and said, "What...I..."

Cha Wei said, "You'd better not say anything. I understand everything you think. Is there such a good thing in the world? You eat in the bowl, and you still have to watch in the pot. In your heart, the girls in the world should surround you and let you go as soon as you call. Who do you think you are?

Zhang Daguan said, "I don't seem to have offended you!"

Cha Wei said, "Get out of the car! I won't serve you!" Once the nameless fire breaks out, it is not as powerful as it is.

Zhang Yunren shook his head helplessly: "Zha Wei, aren't you going to give it to me?"

"I changed my mind! Get out of the car. If you don't get out of the car, I'll call the police!" Cha Weifeng's eyes were wide open.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's not!"

Cha Wei fell down the window and shouted, " [Police] Comrade Cha!"

When Zhangguan saw that she was real, he quickly pushed the car door and walked down. Two [policemen] came to the front of the car and looked at Zhang Yang warily. One of them asked Cha Wei, "Miss, what happened?"

Cha Wei said, "It's okay. I'm just asking if this is Deyang Road." After saying that, she waved to Zhang Yang and said, "You're on the ground. I won't send it." After saying that, she drove away in the car.

Zhang Daguan looked at her distant car with a wry smile.

The two [police] inspectors still seemed to be suspicious of Zhang Yang. They stared at him up and down. Zhangguan didn't want to stay for a long time and turned around and wanted to leave. But he heard the other party shout, "Stop!"

Zhang Yang stopped and said, "What do you two have for advice?"

One of them [police] pointed to the box in Zhang Yang's hand and said, "What's in it?"

Zhang Yang said, "Private items have nothing to do with you two."

The [police] inspector obviously did not let Zhang Yang go. The two stopped Zhang Yang's way one after the other: "Open the box!"

Zhang Daguanren really can't laugh or cry. Unexpectedly, he met two eventful masters here. He shook his head and said, "Why? I said it was a personal item. Why should I show it to you?

"You'd better cooperate, or don't blame us for being rude."

At this time, a black Lexus stopped aside, the window fell down, and a familiar female voice said, "Why is it you, Zhang Yang!"

Zhang Daguan turned around and looked, but in the car was Zhao Routing, the boss of Hengjiu Company. Zhao Routing was a serious celebrity in the capital. Her father, Zhao Tianyue, was Zhao Tianyue, the executive deputy mayor of the capital. Hengjiu Company was nearby. There were few [policemen] in the jurisdiction who did not Immediately, one of them was stunned and said with a smile, "Hello, Mr. Zhao!"

Zhao Routing looked at the two coldly: "What's the matter? Don't you know my friends? Let me introduce to you. He is the Binhai Municipal Party Committee. Do you suspect that he is a criminal? Do you want me to invite you Director Liu to give you a special explanation?

Two [police] When they heard that Zhao Routing had moved their director out, they were even scared. They hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhao, misunderstanding, it's all misunderstanding!" The two smiled at Zhang Yang and fled in a panic. At this time, whoever left behind was a fool.

Zhao Routing smiled at Zhang Yang and said, "Get in the car!"

The acquaintance between Zhang Guan and Zhao Routing can be said to be an acquaintance. At the beginning, he had a grudge against Xie Kuncheng, the mayor of Jinhai City. Xie Kunju, the boss of Handing Group, wanted to ask for justice for his eldest brother, so he made trouble at the booth of Binhai Free Trade Zone. As a result, Zi Ye and Zhang Yang had a grudge because of this, but the later development of the matter was beyond their expectations. Zhang Yang found the fact that Zhao Routing had been poisoned with chronic poison, and then he knew that there had been a rift between Zhao Routing and Xie Kunju for a long time.

Zhang Yang got into the car and said with a smile, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for your help!"

Zhao Routing glanced at the box in his hand and said, "What baby? Have you called [police] all the inspectors?"

Zhang Yang said, "I bought a small gift for my friend. I don't know why I was targeted by the [police]. Do I look like a criminal?"

Zhao Routing laughed and said, "In short, it's not like a national cadre."

Zhang Yang opened the makeup mirror and took a look at himself, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Routing said, "Where are you going? I'll see you off!"

Zhang Yang said, "Beigang Office in Beijing."

Zhao Routing asked for the address and drove to the Beigang office in Beijing. She whispered, "Are you here for the charity dinner tomorrow night?"

Zhang Yang nodded and said, "Do you know this?"

Zhao Routing said, "I will also participate. How can I not know?"

Zhang Yang said, "Are celebrities in the capital so enthusiastic about public welfare?"

Zhao Routing smiled and said, "When I hear this title, I always feel not so comfortable. Not everyone regards this kind of charity dinner as a popular show. It is always in my heart to take it for the people."

Zhang Yang said, "The society really needs conscientious entrepreneurs like you."

Zhao Routing turned the car into the street where the Beijing Office of Beigang was located, but did not drive there immediately. Instead, she stopped when there was still a certain distance. She pointed to the bar on the right and said, "If you have time, I'll buy you a drink."

Zhang Yang looked in the direction she pointed, but saw the snow of Wolfsburg on the signboard of the bar, and the other words were all in German. Zhang Guanren had just learned a little about English, and German had not had time to dabble.

Zhao Routing said, "I have something to tell you." Zhang Yang nodded, pushed the door and walked down.

Zhao Routing obviously came here in the past, walked into the door of the bar, and greeted the oncoming German waiter warmly. The waiter arranged a quiet place for them on the second floor. Zhao Routing asked for a glass of brandy and Zhang Yang ordered a glass of wheat beer.

The moonlight withdrew from the skylight overhead. Zhao Routing's curled long hair was covered with a layer of silver light. Looking at the glass of wine intertwined with silver moonlight and dim yellow light, her bright eyes were full of melancholy.

It is not the first time that Zhang Yang has seen such a look. There is actually unknown pain behind Zhao Routing's arrogance. She once confessed her husband's betrayal to her, and now she already knows the fact that Xie Kunju has poisoned her for a long time. If the same thing happens to others. I'm afraid that she has already collapsed, and Zhao Routing just shows melancholy and sadness. She is still full of rationality and calmness, which makes Zhang Yang feel that the woman in front of her is not simple.