Chapter 903: Not Forgotten

Chapter 903 Not Forgotten

When she sneaked out of the hotel room and returned to Yurun Xinghui, Yuan Yiyi was lying on the bed waiting for Zhao Jianhui.

Among Zhao Jianhui's many beauties, it can be said that she is the only one with multi-faceted qualities. This girl looks pure and charming on the outside, but she is lively and charming inside.

Lying on the soft big bed, enjoying the ecstasy of her soft little hands touching his body, Zhao Jianhui's breathing began to quicken again. Yuan Yiyi almost used both hands and feet. The upper hands kept stroking Zhao Jianhui's chest, and the lower pair of snow-white thighs kept rubbing against Zhao Jianhui's legs, especially the ones painted with charm. The snow-white little feet with polished toenails are unparalleledly delicate and can be broken by a blow. The toes naughtily tickled Zhao Jianhui's calf. The feeling was so crisp and itchy that it could kill someone.

Feeling the teasing of her soft little hands, Zhao Jianhui's head started to heat up. Without saying anything, he turned over and pressed on Yuan Yiyi's soft and fragrant body. Yuan Yiyi's snow-white thighs parted obediently, and his little feet gently hooked Zhao Jianhui's knees. bend.

...Zhao Jianhui moved wildly. He was enjoying the pleasure brought to him by the charming and alluring body under him. He felt that his bones were all numb and numb. He just wanted to sprint like crazy and sprint again, crushing and dispersing the delicate woman under his crotch.

The bed seemed to be shaking gently. Under Zhao Jianhui's violent impact again and again, Yuan Yiyi's white and tender hands couldn't help but stick to Zhao Jianhui's back. Following Zhao Jianhui's movements, Yuan Yiyi tightened and relaxed, and then relaxed and grabbed it again... ...I don't know whether it was to reject Zhao Jianhui's intrusion or to be overcome by emotion, but the itching and painful feeling of extreme ecstasy made Zhao Jianhui's soul float in comfort, as if it were in the sky...

After the clouds dispersed and the rain settled, Zhao Jianhui hugged Yuan Yiyi tightly and said softly: "It should be okay this time, right?" Yuan Yiyi moved her hands softly across Zhao Jianhui's chest, and said with a blush on her face: "Look at you working so hard , it should probably be possible! ... Otherwise, I will stay with you for a few more days, and we will consolidate..."

Does this still need to be consolidated? After listening to Yuan Yiyi's words, Zhao Jianhui coughed dryly. Seeing the playful smile on Yuan Yiyi's pretty face like a begonia after the rain, Zhao Jianhui finally laughed.

When I was in Pengzhou, Zhang Guoqiang's support was still very strong. Zhao Jianhui was very affectionate to Zhang Guoqiang. Sitting in Zhao Jianhui's car, Zhang Guoqiang was very emotional. Seeing that he was worthy of his official position, he said that he was promoted one step at a time. Isn’t that an exaggeration?

The municipal party committee office greeted me before coming to Xilin District, but Secretary Zhao did not want them to pick him up. But according to the rules, how could these local officials really allow their leaders to take a solitary tour of their own territory?

Because of the affairs of Jiahua Group, the municipal party committee secretary, mayor, executive deputy mayor and others all went to the headquarters of Jiahua Group for investigation. Only Zhang Guoqiang, deputy secretary of the municipal party committee and a deputy mayor accompanied him. This can be considered very streamlined. . However, not two minutes after the car left the city, the police car in front of the car stopped.

"It must be people from Xilin District who heard that the old leader was back and didn't wait at home as required by the notice. This is understandable, right? Secretary Zhao, let's stop for a moment?" Zhang Guoqiang reminded from the side, but he was afraid that Secretary Zhao would be angry. Directly order the car to move forward, otherwise the face of these people in Xilin District will not be saved.

Zhao Jianhui nodded slightly.

The Audi car in front stopped, and the interview car from the provincial and municipal TV stations behind them also stopped. TV news reporter Li Xiaohui, who was sitting in the CMB interview car, quickly opened the door and got out of the car, holding a camera in her hand to capture a few shots. Hu Qiushan, deputy director of the Propaganda Department, smiled at her: "Xiao Hui, don't go forward, Secretary Zhao won't get off the car."

Li Xiaohui is only 23 or 24 years old. She is a reporter who has just been assigned to the provincial station for internship. She wears a short-sleeved red T-shirt on her upper body, pale blue jeans on her lower body, and a pair of pink high-heeled sandals on her bare feet. Her long hair is flowing. Piao, with a trace of doubt on his round face, turned around and asked: "Leader, how do you know?"

He had become very familiar with Hu Qiushan in the past few days, so after hearing what the supervisor said, he asked more casually. An old reporter who got out of the car behind her had a camera on his body and looked at her with a frown. He thought to himself that the leader's words and actions are always a little unpredictable. This girl has been practicing for so long, but she still doesn't know how to speak. How serious?

Unexpectedly, Hu Qiushan was not angry at all. Instead, he laughed and said: "Xiao Li is still very student-like. You have to experience it with your heart. After these few days, haven't you discovered Secretary Zhao's working style?"

Li Xiaohui shook her head even more doubtfully. Hu Qiushan laughed: "It's not okay to do work like this. You must carefully understand the leader's work style, so that you can better serve the leader. Didn't you see when we came out, Secretary Zhao and Deputy Director of the Organization Department Yan Xuejiao None of them brought them , this shows that this time Xilin is an "invisible patrol". I dare say that the Pengzhou City Office must have issued a notice not to let the comrades from the county and district come to greet it, but how can the comrades below not come to greet it? , someone will definitely be criticized this time..."

Before Hu Qiushan finished speaking, he saw a group of cadres who were standing on the roadside walking up to the window of Secretary Zhao's Audi car. They hunched over and said a few words without knowing what to say, and then put their hands through the window again. Touched inside. Li Xiaohui smiled sweetly and turned to look at Minister Hu, with an expression that seemed to say: "Minister Hu, you said it wrong this time." Although she knew clearly that she was shaking hands with Secretary Zhao, her actions still looked very strange. It's so funny that you can't help but laugh.

Hu Qiushan was also slightly startled, but then he laughed: "Why are you laughing? How can the leader let us guess everything when he is doing things?"

Those who came to greet the leaders were Xilin District Secretary Hao Guotao, District Mayor Zhang Yaping and District Party Committee Director Zhang Aijun. Hao Guotao was the district mayor of Hou when Zhao Jianhui was secretary. After Zhao Jianhui left, he finally became secretary, but without the title of standing committee member. The district mayor Zhang Yaping was the original deputy secretary, Zhang Aijun was the director of the government office, and Hao Guotao became the secretary. He was also brought from the government office to the district committee office. This shows that this person is highly valued by Hao Guotao.

The municipal party committee office issued a notice not to pick anyone up, but after discussion between Hao Guotao and Zhang Yaping, Secretary Zhao turned out to have walked out of Xilin, and now that he is back, he can be considered a homecoming. There really is no one to pick him up. How can he live up to his reputation? Even if you struggle to be criticized, you still have to go to a few people to pick it up.

However, there were too many people who wanted to pick him up despite being criticized. In the end, they discussed it and decided that just the top leaders of the party and government and the director of the party office of the standing committee of the district committee should come to pick him up. The rest of the people were waiting in front of the office building.

Zhao Jianhui is well aware of this kind of official article, and naturally he will not really criticize Hao Guotao, Zhang Yaping and others. Five minutes later, the convoy started again. The Xilin District Public Security Director personally drove the car in front to clear the way and set off again towards Xilin District.

When it was about to enter the urban area of ​​Xilin District, the convoy obviously slowed down again. Li Xiaohui thought to herself that there would be no one here to greet them, right? He pressed his eyes against the black glass and looked out, only to see people standing on both sides of the road, carrying a large banner with a red cloth. One of them read: "Secretary Zhao, the people of Xilin welcome you to come back often." Come and take a look." The slogan on the other side read: "Secretary Zhao, the people of Xilin will always think of you." Looking at these two very disgusting banners, Li Xiaohui chuckled.

Hu Qiushan also had a smile on his face, thinking that Xilin District's behavior seemed a bit too fake, right? It seemed to be well-intentioned, but it was also very embarrassing for the leader.

The car in front did not stop, but the loudspeaker of the police car clearing the way rang: "Fellow folks, give way. Our dear Secretary Zhao is back to visit everyone again. We can't block the way..."

The crowds on both sides of the road waved and greeted each other, but they really moved to both sides, and there was no crowd. The more I look at this scene, the more it looks like it was rehearsed in advance.

The car drove forward for another ten minutes. It was already less than 300 meters away from the district committee compound, but this time it really couldn't pass. There were no cars on the road, and it was all crowded with people. The tops of the shops and shopping malls on both sides of the road were hung with national flags, balloons, and banners as if they were celebrating a festival. The crowd was not crowded, it was like a wall blocking the way. The police car that was clearing the way had to stop due to the wave of applause.

As soon as the police car stopped, the cars behind it also stopped. The door of the Audi car opened, and Zhao Jianhui's tall body wearing white short-sleeves and very colorful pants got out of the car. He looked at Hao Guotao and Zhang Yaping who got off the Omian car and trotted up to him, and said calmly: "Secretary Hao, District Chief Zhang, you are quite unique."

Hao Guotao swallowed and focused his eyes on Zhang Yaping's face.

Zhang Yaping was also surprised at first. She turned to look at the roadside and waved to someone. It was a very beautiful lesbian. She ran over wiping the sweat on her head. Before Zhang Yaping could ask, she had already said: "Secretary Hao, District Chief Zhang, there was no one here when you left just now, but this In the blink of an eye, people came rushing in, and we couldn’t persuade them to leave..."

Zhao Jianhui looked at the female comrade and smiled: "Minister Meng, oh, I don't know what your position is now. Is it the wrong name?"

Zhang Yaping quickly said: "That's right, Secretary Zhao, Meng Ru is now a member of the Standing Committee of the District Committee and Minister of the Propaganda Department."

Meng Ru also quickly smiled and explained: "Secretary Zhao, this is not organized by us. We have reached the border of Xilin. The villagers have spontaneously organized to come to greet you. We can't persuade you to leave."

Something happened last night, so I didn't type it out. The update was late, so I won't say anything if I ask for forgiveness. I stayed up until about four o'clock yesterday and didn't go to bed. I sat in front of the computer and typed this chapter. I felt drowsy. After finishing the update, I had to take a nap. The next one will still be late. Finally, please ask for flowers, votes, and rewards.