Chapter 471 Hidden Mystery
Chapter 471 Hidden Mystery
The car stopped in front of a hotel. "305." The driver pointed to the hotel, but did not accompany Zhao Jianhui up.
Zhao Jianhui went upstairs and knocked three times at the door of 305. Soon someone opened the door and it was a woman. "Mr. Zhao, please come in." The woman let Zhao Jianhui in without saying anything.
305 is a private room, but what I didn’t expect is that there is a private room inside the private room. The room 305 that Zhao Jianhui entered was just a foyer. The woman asked Zhao Jianhui to wait on the sofa and said that Secretary Xu would be here soon.
Zhao Jianhui lit a cigarette out of habit and sat relaxed. When he was halfway through smoking, the door to the outer room opened, and a short old man with silver hair as white as snow without a single black hair, walked in. As the old man looked forward, his whole body was filled with the majestic aura of a superior. As soon as Zhao Jianhui saw him, he immediately put out his cigarette and stood up. "Hello, Uncle Xu!"
The old man nodded without saying anything. He just smiled and shook hands with Zhao Jianhui and motioned for Zhao Jianhui to sit down. Then he also sat down next to Zhao Jianhui.
"Xiaohui!" The old man spoke slowly, "How is the chief doing recently? I met him once during the Chinese New Year, but in a hurry, I haven't seen him for more than half a year."
"Fortunately, he still insists on exercising every day. He walks a hundred steps after meals. He can also plant flowers and weed. His body is still strong." Zhao Jianhui replied with a smile.
The old man patted Zhao Jianhui's arm and smiled: "That's good, that's good. His good health is a blessing to the country and a blessing to the party."
The door was pushed open, and the woman came in from the outside with a tray, brought a pot of tea, and poured a cup for Zhao Jianhui and the old man.
The old man picked up the teacup and took a sip, and said with a smile: "Haha, this is the tea that Brother Zongxin brought me when he came here last time, Bayu Silver Needle, haha, it is slender and straight in shape, and green in color. It is covered with pekoe; its fragrance is fresh and refreshing, and it is refreshing and refreshing. I can no longer live without it and drink a cup every day.”
Zhao Jianhui also picked up the cup, took a sip, and nodded: "It is indeed a good tea, fresh and refreshing, with a long-lasting fragrance that leaves a lingering fragrance in your cheeks and teeth. It is unforgettable."
The old man and Zhao Jianhui chatted for a while and then the food was served. Each person had a cup of shark's fin, a large plate of hairy crabs and several plates of vegetables. It's not the time to eat hairy crabs yet, but on some people's dining tables, no matter what time of year, they want to eat You won’t have any trouble deciding what to eat.
Crab roe meat is fat, and female crabs have more yellow meat. When Zhao Jianhui saw the crab, he couldn't help but smile and nod: "Looking at it, it should be considered a tyrant in the water, but in the hands of others, it is still just a dish?"
"Yes, it is a dish in itself, but if you want to make it good in color, aroma, taste, shape, quality and taste, it depends on the craftsmanship of the master chef." The old man stared at Zhao Jianhui with a smile and said.
Zhao Jianhui opened his mouth to say something, but the old man smiled and waved his hand: "Xiao Li, go pick a bottle of red wine."
The woman immediately got up and went out. She looked very beautiful as she walked with her waist slightly swaying and her buttocks raised. Zhao Jianhui looked at her back and suddenly felt that it was a great loss that he did not pay attention to such a beauty. It seemed that although he had tried his best to keep his appearance calm, he was still too nervous in his heart.
The old man pointed to the hairy crabs on the plate, reached out and picked up one, gently broke off a calf, and handed it to Zhao Jianhui with a smile: "Young people are often eager to get results when eating and go straight to the point. In fact, the meat on the crab legs is It’s the most essential part of its body. This kind of meat is delicious and it’s really a rare delicacy.”
Zhao Jianhui silently took the crab legs handed over by Xu Yuanzhong and suddenly laughed. He reached out and grabbed the crab roe that the old man had removed from a crab leg and put it back on the plate. He used chopsticks to take out the crab roe and placed it in front of Xu Yuanzhong. on a small plate. "Crab roe is rich in nutrients, has a soft texture and is easy to digest. It is an excellent food for the elderly."
Xu Yuanzhong looked at Zhao Jianhui and asked: "Am I old?"
"Hey, how dare I say that Uncle Xu is old? Besides, Uncle Xu is in his prime now and is not old at all. However, crab roe is rich in magnesium. Magnesium plays an important role in regulating heart activity and can be very good. It protects the cardiovascular system. It can reduce the cholesterol content in the blood, prevent arteriosclerosis, and at the same time expand the coronary arteries, which is helpful in preventing hypertension and myocardial infarction. It is indeed a good delicacy. Unfortunately, there are too few such delicacies. "It would be great if I could eat it every day."
"Haha, you kid doesn't want to suffer at all." As he said that, he shook his head gently: "Everything has its own growth pattern. Eating every day or every meal is not necessarily a good thing."
At this time, the woman who left just now came back, holding a bottle of light-colored red wine in her hand. This time, Zhao Jianhui looked directly at her.
This woman looks to be around thirty-three or four years old. She is tall and has shoulder-length hair tied into a ponytail. She is wearing a gray professional skirt and a white shirt underneath, with her snow-white hair exposed at the collar. Together, he looks very handsome, and his work also gives people a very professional feel.
After the woman came in, she first turned on the speaker in the corner. The music was not loud, but if she wanted to speak, she would only be able to speak.
Only those who are close can hear it. The music is very beautiful, it is Mr. A Bing's erhu solo "Er Quan Ying Yue".
Seeing Zhao Jianhui's eyes staring at her, the woman felt a little unnatural, and Xu Yuanzhong smiled and coughed slightly.
During the meal, the atmosphere at the table was relatively relaxed, and the woman occasionally interrupted to talk about some light topics. The woman's accent did not sound like someone from Nanyue, but rather an assimilated Sichuan accent. From beginning to end, Xu Yuanzhong did not introduce this person to Zhao Jianhui, but Zhao Jianhui knew that this woman was definitely not someone related to Xu Yuanzhong.
After dinner, Xu Yuanzhong asked the woman to take Zhao Jianhui back. Zhao Jianhui did not have time to think at all. Xu Yuanzhong only took Zhao Jianhui to the door of the box, and Zhao Jianhui went out with the woman.
The woman led Zhao Jianhui to a Mercedes-Benz, opened the door for Zhao Jianhui, closed the door, and sat in the driver's seat herself.
The Mercedes-Benz was driving at a medium speed on the road. The woman seemed to know where Zhao Jianhui lived. She didn't ask Zhao Jianhui's address at all, and the car went straight to Nantian Hotel.
Zhao Jianhui didn't talk to her along the way, and the woman didn't say anything. After sending Zhao Jianhui to the door of the hotel, Zhao Jianhui said, "Thank you." The woman also smiled professionally, nodded, and drove away.
After returning to the hotel, Zhao Jianhui immediately called Li Wenzhong: "Tomorrow, report your investigation to the Nanyue Provincial Party Committee, and we don't need to worry about other things."
"Director..." Li Wenzhong was a little puzzled and confused, and called Zhao Jianhui.
Zhao Jianhui waved his hand lightly: "Du Xiaoqi is right. We only have the right to make suggestions. Even if we report to the committee, what will happen if the special funds for the current projects are stopped? How to deal with it next is not a matter for the local government? Besides, it is not a bad thing to hand it over to the Nanyue Provincial Party Committee."
Li Wenzhong was very excited that Director Zhao could explain it to him. If he had no place in the director's heart, the words spoken by the superiors would be orders. You must execute what you understand and what you don't understand. Who cares what you think in your heart?
Looking at the smile in Zhao Jianhui's eyes, Li Wenzhong nodded: "Okay, Director, I will transfer the materials tomorrow."
The light in the room was very dim, a kind of lavender like dusk, which gave people's expressions and skin a sense of mystery in the haze. The turbid air mixed with cigar smoke and perfume contained a breath of love, making the small and quiet space exciting and suffocating. This is exactly the environment and atmosphere that Shen Ziwen, the boss of Hengtai International, likes. In order to seek sensory stimulation, he always spends money on innovation.
Shen Ziwen tied a thin gray towel around his waist. His fat body was a little fat, but he still had the charm of a man. He smoked a big American cigar, blowing white and thick smoke rings with satisfaction, sitting on the sofa opposite the bed, but his eyes never left the beautiful woman lying lazily on the bed like a female beast.
The emotional storm just now sculpted Zhang Weiwei's plump body into undulating shapes. A pair of white and smooth thighs floated tiredly on the satin sheets, and the swaying firm round buttocks were shamelessly displayed to the man who had played with her. Her skin was as white as jade and so tender, like a peeled white bamboo shoot.
When Zhang Weiwei entered Hengtai International at the age of 17, she was still a very pure girl, delicate and beautiful, with a pair of black eyes that fluttered restlessly like a little black rabbit, sometimes hidden in the eyelids, sometimes flashing under the long eyelashes. Boss Shen, who was obsessed with hunting for beauties, would naturally not let go of such a pretty girl. One day at work, he called Zhang Weiwei to his office, took out a gold and silver evening dress that she had dreamed of getting, and smiled and said: "Weiwei, you are so beautiful, this beautiful and precious evening dress should belong to you. Take it, it's a small gift from me!"
Oh my God! The value of the gold and silver evening dress is almost equal to her full two years' salary! In fact, it is not only its monetary value that makes people excited, but also the style of this evening dress and the sensational effect of wearing it, which is the temptation that every girl can't give up.
Shen Ziwen took her hand and touched it gently. His eyes, which emitted a burning light, swayed towards her newly developed body, and he said meaningfully: "Weiwei, I want to talk to you. It's 8 o'clock tonight at the Holiday Inn. I booked a room there, Room 2316 on the 23rd floor. You must come..." That night, in the magnificent room of the hotel, Zhang Weiwei became Shen Ziwen's woman.
"Weiwei, get up, I have something to talk to you about." Shen Ziwen had seen enough of her mature body that could drip with juice. In his eyes, this woman was always a gentle and considerate little lamb. The plowing clouds and rain just now made his whole body and mind infinitely satisfied.
Zhang Weiwei stretched her arms to support herself. Under her fluffy hair was a charming and coquettish face, and her jade-like breasts were slightly upturned. Everything showed that her life was in the prime of youth. She exhaled lightly and said tenderly, "Boss, you really made me..."
"Haha, my little kitty, isn't it delicious?" Shen Ziwen blew out a smoke ring, looked at her with appreciation and smiled, "You are a smart and beautiful woman, of course you know I need you now, not only to sleep with me, but also to work for me, right?"
"I am very willing to work for you. But what do you want me to do?" Zhang Weiwei asked coquettishly.
Shen Ziwen hooked his finger at her, "Come here, I'll tell you."
At the beginning of a new month, standing on the roof to ask for flowers and votes, if the support from the bosses is not strong enough, You Long may be excited, ah ah...