Chapter 15: My opinion is not important

The new youth ballroom in Heyuan District is not a big ballroom, but a broken half-yellow shelf! The so-called semi-yellow, which is the airport mentioned in the local population, is specially designed for men to play machines. Of course, if you have money, the lady here is still willing to have sex with you.

And this is Zhang Pangzi, Zhang Zhiming's favorite place to stay.

"TND, it's so moldy. Hu Hansan messed up and asked me to pay so much medical expenses!" Fatty Zhang was very angry. He just received the medical form and looked at it and felt resentful. "Fortunately, Team Zhou should have caught the beggar and the beautiful woman back." Thinking of the reliability of Zhou Zhengzhong, Zhang Zhiming was slightly relieved.

"Who provoked my brother Zhang? Why are you so angry?

Anne, the red card lady in the dance hall, is a woman in her twenties. She changed her foreign name and wears a heavy makeup, which looks a little tacky. Leaning against Fatty Zhang and quietly looked at the medical list, he couldn't help but be shocked. If it weren't for the purpose of showing her good knowledge, she really wanted to count her fingers and calculate how many bosses she had to sleep with to earn the amount of money on the list!

"Get out of here, I'm in a bad breath!" Zhang Zhiming originally liked Annie very much, but when he saw Duanmu Jiyue, he felt itchy, and the saddest thing was that he found that he was not interested in Anne's vulgar fans in the short term.

"TND, that little girl must get it done."

Just as he made a big wish, his mobile phone on the coffee table suddenly rang. Annie saw that the mobile phone rang. She immediately took the mobile phone and said "Brother Zhou" and asked Fatty Zhang if he wanted to listen with her eyes.

"Brother Zhou?"

As soon as Zhang Zhiming heard Annie's words, he immediately became excited. It seemed that Zhou Zhengzhong had done the matter. In a hurry, he immediately bounced up from the sofa and took the phone and listened.

"Cung Cheng, I'll come right away!" Shortly after the phone was connected, Zhang Zhiming immediately hung up the phone excitedly and flew to the Heyuan District Public Security Bureau to "kill".

On the way, he was still YY in his mind, "Wait a minute, what move should I use?" Forget it. I feel sorry for the beautiful woman. Isn't it good to hurt her with too high moves? It's better to be more traditional and use a missionary posture. It's amazing. Brother Zhang, I'm really sorry for Xiang Xiyu. I'm so conscientious.

However, when he rushed to the Public Security Bureau, he found that there was something wrong with the atmosphere. At least he saw Liu Changjin's car before entering the door. He didn't know this car, and his parents didn't dare to recognize it.

Originally, Fatty Zhang also wanted to beat back the drum after seeing the car, but his desire in his heart made him bravely walk into the Public Security Bureau. As he walked, he comforted: "It's okay. It's okay. Secretary Liu came to inspect himself. It has nothing to do with me."

However, as the saying goes, what he is most afraid of comes. When he went to Zhou Zhengzhong's office, he saw Zhou Zhengzhong at the beginning, and Zhou Zhengzhong did not sit in his own position, but sat in a folding chair with his subordinate named Du Zhuang. His main position was seated by Liu Changjin.

Liu Changjin sat on the main seat with a big horse. Next to him stood a tall and straight man, and the man was naturally Zhang Chong.

And in the opposite seat, he recognized the two people sitting there. Isn't it the beggar and the beautiful woman who let herself dream? Seeing this sitting down, Zhang Zhiming suddenly felt bad in his heart, but now that people have also come in, he can't quit like this.

"Secretary Liu, are you here too?" Zhang Zhiming hit a ha ha with his scalp, and at the same time glanced at Zhou Zhengzhong with the afterglow of the corners of his eyes.

"Sit down!" Secretary Liu pointed to the folding chair in the air beside him. At this time, he knew that the chair was prepared for himself.

"See if you have something to talk about, I'm just a little thing, so I won't bother you!"

Zhang Zhiming was beating in his heart and immediately wanted to exit, but at this time, he actually found that the door had been locked from the outside, so that he could not retreat.

"Cit down!" Liu Changjin snorted. In Jiangyang City, he really didn't see a person who let him sit, but he dared to stand.

"Yes, yes!" Zhang Zhiming sat down in fear. As soon as he sat down, he asked Zhou Zhengzhong with his eyes, "What's going on?" Zhou Zhengzhong also glanced at Duanmu Jiyue and Lin Tianchu to answer.

Following Zhou Zhengzhong's eyes, Zhang Zhiming saw Duanmu Jiyue. First of all, he was not afraid of death, but after itching, he immediately reacted, "It seems that Liu Changjin's intervention is also because of this woman. What's the matter with this girl?"

"Miss Duanmu!" Liu Changjin saw that everyone had finished sitting down and immediately greeted him. As soon as he said this, Zhang Zhiming was shocked, "Duanmu, is it a coincidence?"

"It should be a coincidence. If it is really Miss Duanmu of Hongtu Group, is it possible for her to come to this broken city alone and hang out with a beggar?"

"Uh-huh!" Duan Mu Jiyue answered. She didn't plan to pay more attention to this matter. It mainly depends on how Liu Changjin deals with it.

"Zhou Zhengzhong, come here!" Liu Changjin saw that Duan Mu Yueji gave him the right to deal with it. First, he shouted, but when he shouted, he suddenly found something was wrong.

Seeing his eyes on Lin Tianchu, he had a feeling that this lonely teenager was highly valued by Duanmu Jiyue. Although Duanmu Jiyue has always been indifferent to the teenager in front of him, how could he not see it? This indifference was just to cover up the tightness in his heart?

"The little girl is inexperienced!" Liu Changjin sighed in his heart and looked at Lin Tianchu at the same time. At this time, Zhou Zhengzhong had already taken three steps. He walked to his desk with a guilty heart and led the scapegoat Du Zhuang.

Although Du Zhuang is a little stubborn, he also knows that Zhou Zhengzhong will let himself recite this matter, and he also has resentment in his heart.

"Mr. Lin, what's your opinion?"

Liu Changjin saw that Lin Tianchu did not respond to his own eyes, so he had to ask, and he also asked skillfully. He did not ask how to deal with it, but only asked what opinions he had. In addition to preserving the dignity of the official family, he could sell a favor to Duanmu Jiyue.

"Me?"

Lin Tianchu couldn't react. In the past three months, no one had called himself a gentleman. Eight hundred years ago, everyone either called himself a young hero against his will or scolded himself behind his back. For the first time, he really heard others use the word on himself. .

"Yes, Mr. Lin, you are the victim of this case, so your opinion is very important."

Zhang Chongyan saw that it was time for him to open his mouth, so he immediately did his duty. And what he said made Zhou Zhengzhong desperate, "What kind of opinion is important? No matter how important the opinion is, can it be compared with the authority of the law? Zhou Zhengzhong knows that he will not use legal means to deal with himself this time. It is most likely to be internal adjustment so that he will never turn over.

Eight hundred years ago, if someone had treated himself like this, Lin Tianchu's only solution was to let the other party see Yan Luo, but in this era, Lin Tianchu obviously felt that this method did not work.

"Can you let him die?" Although Lin Tianchu felt that this idea didn't work, he still asked questions.

"Death?"

Zhang Zhiming's heart thumped, and it was his turn next. I don't know why. When Lin Tianchu asked this question just now, he had a feeling that his words were not used to scare him. But no, at his age, he is not like a murderous maniac!

"Ha ha!" Zhang Chong also shook his whole body, so he had to answer with a dry smile.

But I have to say that his quality is really not ordinary hard. At this time, he still remembers looking at Liu Changjin, and Liu Changjin's face is also condensed. I think he must be the same as himself, feeling that the other party is not like talking casually.

"No?" Lin Tianchu finally realized that this era is different from 800 years ago. At least it's okay for him to like and dislike, but in this era, it seems that many people are unwilling to let themselves mess around! Then you can decide. My opinion is not very important.