Chapter 60
Fenghuang Mountain is the remnant of Laoshan Mountain in Qingdao, with an altitude of about 550 meters. On the mountain, there are green bamboo forests and green pines competing with each other, and there are many strange rocks during the period of settlement. The creek at the foot of the mountain forms a rhyme, and the spring water jingles when there is nothing to do. The environment is not usually fresh and quiet. If you move a chair, soak a pot of Dahongpao in the midsummer under the setting sun, and if there is a not-so-pretty but very coquettish chick rubbing your breasts behind you, then it will really be a fairy-like day.
This yearning place is Weizhuming Spring, one of the famous twelve sceneries in Mount Lao. Wang Dalai, a literati in Jiaozhou in the Qing Dynasty, had a poem praising: "Xuandu is near the highest peak, and the stone step is to follow the woodcutter. The sound of the spring is thirty miles away, and the mountains beside the stick are a thousand. There is no doubt about the deep hidden scenic spot. Green to The fairy palace is full of pine trees. I would like Taoist priests to be as idle as I am, so I invite you to see thousands of green hibiscus."
It is not important to Qin Zhao which poem was written by a great poet, and what the poem means. The important thing is that he likes this place like other tourists. But in this fairyland-like place, there are more than a dozen small villas at the foot of the mountain.
The existence of private modernization next to places of interest not only destroys the visual beauty, but also easily gives people a strange feeling, as disgusting as a dead mouse suddenly added to a good pot of porridge. People with money and power can build villas in this kind of place. Although it really destroys the beauty that nature bestows on human beings, this phenomenon is taken for granted in many places in China.
Along the foot of the mountain, there are all European-style buildings lined up in a row, which are magnificent and magnificent. Even in the late night when there are mountains blocking the light, you can easily see this place where people with heads and faces can live, because here All villas have the kind of street light poles with white top and blue bottom in front of the door. In the place where the orange light on the pole is full, the little insects that are used to coming out at night are chirping and squawking. But their cheerful singing suddenly disappeared, because a very immoral night crawler destroyed this very poetic atmosphere.
"Villa No. 9, it seems that this is it." Qin Zhao stopped along the road with green belts, carefully looked at the house number on a gate made of iron, and then nodded to confirm, muttering Said: "It seems really luxurious to be able to have a golden house in this environment. It's really embarrassing to the dng members." Apart from resentment, there was more envy on his face.
If it were me, I wonder if it would be more tempting to kill than him? Qin Zhao took out two hands from his trouser pockets and rubbed them against his mouth, then looked back at the road when he saw it, the road was empty. It was around three o'clock in the morning, and not only was there no one on the road, even the watchdogs in the villa were too sleepy to bark.
I hope Fang Jiazhao doesn't get the information wrong, otherwise I will be a big villain who broke into the house illegally, even if the head of the household really broke his leg, there is no place to cry. After taking a deep breath, Qin Zhao seemingly casually came under a street light pole, and suddenly squatted slightly, holding the street light pole with his hands like a ghost, but it just flashed under the light and then disappeared... …
According to Fang Jiazhao who came with Han Feng once, Han Shigang's little lover's bedroom is on the second floor. If it weren't for the difference between the color of the sky blue curtains and the color of the orange street lights, Qin Zhao really wouldn't know which room he lived in. Being able to let his son come to the place where his golden house hides his beauty seems to be very difficult. I don't know whether the woman who lives here belongs to Han Shigang or Han Feng. Good girls, big and small, all right? Alas, Qin Zhao rode on the top of the wall and shook his head, mourning for Han Feng's poor mother for three seconds...
Looking at the faint light from the curtains, it can be proved that District Chief Han is not asleep at the moment. I wonder if he is doing such a laborious thing? Qin Zhao stood up from a slightly short doghouse behind Tielanshan, but it was decorated more luxuriously than ordinary bedrooms, and looked at the lights behind the curtains. At his feet, a huge pure-bred German black-backed tongue stuck out, and its eyeballs protruded out of the eye sockets, but its body moved occasionally, proving that it was still alive just now.
I didn't want to mess with you at first... Qin Zhao looked down at the dog that was about to become a dead dog and thought: It's all because your ears are too sensitive, and you can't do without you if you can make your dream come true. It's good now, can't you see the sun tomorrow? Feeling sorry for the supposedly most famous purebred dog in the world, Qin Zhao swaggered towards the place where the light was on.
The flushed Han Shigang was half lying on the bed, a glass ashtray was placed on the belly of the blanket, and a woman with long black and beautiful hair was lazily leaning on his arms, holding a lady's ashtray in her hand. Cigarette: "Brother Gang, I've been sleeping with you for so long, when will you fulfill your promise and transfer my relationship to the provincial capital... Every day I accompany those yellow-faced women in the Quality Supervision Bureau, Feeling really bad."
Seeing the woman's white and tender shoulders exposed, Han Shigang lowered his head and stuck out his tongue to add a hey smile: "Hey... Hurry up, brother Gang knows it well, isn't it just to go to southern Hebei, as long as the time comes, don't worry It is said that it is in the south of Jibei, even Jinghua City also has a seat for you, a coquettish fox."
It seems to know that these are just empty promises, just to make myself happy. However, the woman still gave Han Shigang enough face. Fuck you... The woman replied in a tired voice: "I don't want to go to Jinghua, just go to the provincial capital. But, you know how to make people happy. If I don't know what you have, do you have to wait?" Will you let me go after you eat that Ye Qingling? But I heard Han Feng said that Ye Qingling has a bad temper, she doesn't even buy the face of the mayor, let alone you, the head of a mere district ? When the time comes, don’t steal the chicken or lose the rice.”
Hearing her talking about her son Han Feng, Han Shigang patted her plump buttocks, and cut his mouth. There was nothing wrong with his face, as if he knew the admiration relationship between his son and this woman for a long time. Reached under the quilt, and gently rubbed her body: "You know what, what's wrong with the mayor? You haven't heard that the county magistrate is not as good as the current one? As long as her Tianhe Group is in Jincheng District for a day, Then I have to submit to my control for a day, I still don't believe it, and through the deliberate suppression of the Tianhe Group, she will not refuse..." He stopped talking here, and suddenly listened attentively.
"What's the matter?" Noticing his strange expression, the woman raised her head to look at him, her eyes seemed to be dripping water.
There seemed to be movement outside, Han Shigang said: "It seems to be the sound of Dahei, I have to go out and have a look."
The woman wrapped her hands around his neck and said in a low voice: "What, who is still here at this time, besides, Dahei didn't call, maybe you heard it wrong, right?"
Han Shigang listened carefully for a while, thinking that it would be dawn soon, so there was probably nothing to doubt. In the end, I gave up the idea of going out to have a look and said: "Maybe, I just have a hunch..." Seeing the woman shrinking down, she couldn't help but smiled triumphantly and said: "Don't be afraid, my husband is here. "
"People are expecting you to be their husband. It's a pity..." The woman leaned on Han Shigang again and said, "It's a pity that you always promised to divorce that yellow-faced woman..." Seeing Han Shigang's face It's a bit ugly, the woman quickly changed her sour tone: "I'm just talking, I know what you cadres care about the most." As a person who has mixed up with Han Shigang's status, if there is a problem with his style, it is the way forward There is no room for any mistakes. If he was just a rich man, the wretched wife in his family would have been kicked aside by him to cool off.
Alas, you can't have your cake and eat it too.
Looking at this coquettish girl who wanted something from him, Han Shigang sighed in his heart. Since he wanted to climb higher in the officialdom, the matter of taking care of his little lover had to be more hidden.
"Hey, am I doing this for a better life for us in the future?"? Walking on her body with both hands, Han Shigang's chubby face narrowed his eyes into a line: "As long as the time is right, I will get your relationship to the provincial capital, but you have to help me."
"Tell me, what do you want others to do? But I think that Ye Qingling is very assertive, and has settled the matter of Feng Qiuhuang several times. Especially the last time you asked Director Zhan to go, I'm afraid You didn't expect Zhan Zhao to tell you that Feng Qiuhuang is clean, right?" The woman is now eagerly looking forward to relying on Han Shigang's ability to transfer her relationship to the provincial capital, so that she can get along with her husband day and night, and never Don't be fooled by this perverted father and son. As for the matter of wanting him to divorce just now, it was just a flattering excuse.
"Doesn't Tianhe Group have a branch company that manufactures stockings? If there are any quality problems with the stockings they produce, you, the quality supervision section chief of the Quality Supervision Bureau, don't know what to do?" Han Shigang squinted at a pair of long and narrow As soon as his eyes said this, he heard someone chuckle outside the window: "I'm afraid you don't have this chance, do you?"
Who!
Han Shigang's body froze, and his heart suddenly jumped wildly.
"I'm here to give you a gift." As soon as the words fell, the window was opened, and a black figure jumped in with a rush of heat.
Qin Zhao flung open the window and jumped into the room in a big way, not caring about the leakage of cold air produced by the hard work of the air conditioner in the room. This person is simply too lacking in quality. If anyone wants to see District Chief Han, let alone come in through the window, even Fang Dahai, the deputy district chief in charge of culture and sports, will be reprimanded if he breaks into his room without his permission. No way, who made Han Shigang have a strong backer in the city or even the province. But this time, the backstage seemed to be out of order. Someone even dared to break into the house, and it was in the middle of the night over the wall and through the window.
As soon as he saw someone jumping in from the window and walking towards the bed, Han Shigang reached out and took out a Type 54 from under the pillow. The black muzzle of the gun pointed at Qin Zhao and sternly shouted: "Stop! If you go any further, I'll shoot! !" Although he is only the head of the district and not the director of the Public Security Bureau, and now he is in a place where he meets lovers privately, he was able to hide a gun under the pillow on the bed here. I have to say that District Chief Han may do too much if he has a bad conscience. Otherwise, who would have nothing to hide a cold hair gun under the pillow? It would be a pain in the eye if it went off.
Qin Zhao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this guy to even pick up girls with a real guy, so he couldn't help but slowed down a bit. Seeing Qin Zhao's footsteps stop, Han Shigang sneered in his heart: people are afraid of this thing... When he was thinking about how to teach this daring housebreaker for a while, he suddenly felt his hand holding the gun lightly, and then saw The Wusishi, which was pitch black and gleaming with black light, unexpectedly fell into the hands of the man who was two or three meters away from the bed just now.
"Ah... what's going on here?" Han Shigang was stunned and couldn't help but lose his voice. It was still in my hands just now, why did it suddenly go to him?
With a cold face and not waiting for Han Shigang to react, Qin Zhao stepped forward with a gun in his right hand against his forehead, and slapped his face with his left hand, cursing: "Damn, How dare you play with guns like you are an idiot?" As he spoke, his left hand didn't stop at all, and slapped him more than a dozen times, until the corner of the district chief's mouth was bloody and his eyes turned white. Reluctantly stop!
This yearning place is Weizhuming Spring, one of the famous twelve sceneries in Mount Lao. Wang Dalai, a literati in Jiaozhou in the Qing Dynasty, had a poem praising: "Xuandu is near the highest peak, and the stone step is to follow the woodcutter. The sound of the spring is thirty miles away, and the mountains beside the stick are a thousand. There is no doubt about the deep hidden scenic spot. Green to The fairy palace is full of pine trees. I would like Taoist priests to be as idle as I am, so I invite you to see thousands of green hibiscus."
It is not important to Qin Zhao which poem was written by a great poet, and what the poem means. The important thing is that he likes this place like other tourists. But in this fairyland-like place, there are more than a dozen small villas at the foot of the mountain.
The existence of private modernization next to places of interest not only destroys the visual beauty, but also easily gives people a strange feeling, as disgusting as a dead mouse suddenly added to a good pot of porridge. People with money and power can build villas in this kind of place. Although it really destroys the beauty that nature bestows on human beings, this phenomenon is taken for granted in many places in China.
Along the foot of the mountain, there are all European-style buildings lined up in a row, which are magnificent and magnificent. Even in the late night when there are mountains blocking the light, you can easily see this place where people with heads and faces can live, because here All villas have the kind of street light poles with white top and blue bottom in front of the door. In the place where the orange light on the pole is full, the little insects that are used to coming out at night are chirping and squawking. But their cheerful singing suddenly disappeared, because a very immoral night crawler destroyed this very poetic atmosphere.
"Villa No. 9, it seems that this is it." Qin Zhao stopped along the road with green belts, carefully looked at the house number on a gate made of iron, and then nodded to confirm, muttering Said: "It seems really luxurious to be able to have a golden house in this environment. It's really embarrassing to the dng members." Apart from resentment, there was more envy on his face.
If it were me, I wonder if it would be more tempting to kill than him? Qin Zhao took out two hands from his trouser pockets and rubbed them against his mouth, then looked back at the road when he saw it, the road was empty. It was around three o'clock in the morning, and not only was there no one on the road, even the watchdogs in the villa were too sleepy to bark.
I hope Fang Jiazhao doesn't get the information wrong, otherwise I will be a big villain who broke into the house illegally, even if the head of the household really broke his leg, there is no place to cry. After taking a deep breath, Qin Zhao seemingly casually came under a street light pole, and suddenly squatted slightly, holding the street light pole with his hands like a ghost, but it just flashed under the light and then disappeared... …
According to Fang Jiazhao who came with Han Feng once, Han Shigang's little lover's bedroom is on the second floor. If it weren't for the difference between the color of the sky blue curtains and the color of the orange street lights, Qin Zhao really wouldn't know which room he lived in. Being able to let his son come to the place where his golden house hides his beauty seems to be very difficult. I don't know whether the woman who lives here belongs to Han Shigang or Han Feng. Good girls, big and small, all right? Alas, Qin Zhao rode on the top of the wall and shook his head, mourning for Han Feng's poor mother for three seconds...
Looking at the faint light from the curtains, it can be proved that District Chief Han is not asleep at the moment. I wonder if he is doing such a laborious thing? Qin Zhao stood up from a slightly short doghouse behind Tielanshan, but it was decorated more luxuriously than ordinary bedrooms, and looked at the lights behind the curtains. At his feet, a huge pure-bred German black-backed tongue stuck out, and its eyeballs protruded out of the eye sockets, but its body moved occasionally, proving that it was still alive just now.
I didn't want to mess with you at first... Qin Zhao looked down at the dog that was about to become a dead dog and thought: It's all because your ears are too sensitive, and you can't do without you if you can make your dream come true. It's good now, can't you see the sun tomorrow? Feeling sorry for the supposedly most famous purebred dog in the world, Qin Zhao swaggered towards the place where the light was on.
The flushed Han Shigang was half lying on the bed, a glass ashtray was placed on the belly of the blanket, and a woman with long black and beautiful hair was lazily leaning on his arms, holding a lady's ashtray in her hand. Cigarette: "Brother Gang, I've been sleeping with you for so long, when will you fulfill your promise and transfer my relationship to the provincial capital... Every day I accompany those yellow-faced women in the Quality Supervision Bureau, Feeling really bad."
Seeing the woman's white and tender shoulders exposed, Han Shigang lowered his head and stuck out his tongue to add a hey smile: "Hey... Hurry up, brother Gang knows it well, isn't it just to go to southern Hebei, as long as the time comes, don't worry It is said that it is in the south of Jibei, even Jinghua City also has a seat for you, a coquettish fox."
It seems to know that these are just empty promises, just to make myself happy. However, the woman still gave Han Shigang enough face. Fuck you... The woman replied in a tired voice: "I don't want to go to Jinghua, just go to the provincial capital. But, you know how to make people happy. If I don't know what you have, do you have to wait?" Will you let me go after you eat that Ye Qingling? But I heard Han Feng said that Ye Qingling has a bad temper, she doesn't even buy the face of the mayor, let alone you, the head of a mere district ? When the time comes, don’t steal the chicken or lose the rice.”
Hearing her talking about her son Han Feng, Han Shigang patted her plump buttocks, and cut his mouth. There was nothing wrong with his face, as if he knew the admiration relationship between his son and this woman for a long time. Reached under the quilt, and gently rubbed her body: "You know what, what's wrong with the mayor? You haven't heard that the county magistrate is not as good as the current one? As long as her Tianhe Group is in Jincheng District for a day, Then I have to submit to my control for a day, I still don't believe it, and through the deliberate suppression of the Tianhe Group, she will not refuse..." He stopped talking here, and suddenly listened attentively.
"What's the matter?" Noticing his strange expression, the woman raised her head to look at him, her eyes seemed to be dripping water.
There seemed to be movement outside, Han Shigang said: "It seems to be the sound of Dahei, I have to go out and have a look."
The woman wrapped her hands around his neck and said in a low voice: "What, who is still here at this time, besides, Dahei didn't call, maybe you heard it wrong, right?"
Han Shigang listened carefully for a while, thinking that it would be dawn soon, so there was probably nothing to doubt. In the end, I gave up the idea of going out to have a look and said: "Maybe, I just have a hunch..." Seeing the woman shrinking down, she couldn't help but smiled triumphantly and said: "Don't be afraid, my husband is here. "
"People are expecting you to be their husband. It's a pity..." The woman leaned on Han Shigang again and said, "It's a pity that you always promised to divorce that yellow-faced woman..." Seeing Han Shigang's face It's a bit ugly, the woman quickly changed her sour tone: "I'm just talking, I know what you cadres care about the most." As a person who has mixed up with Han Shigang's status, if there is a problem with his style, it is the way forward There is no room for any mistakes. If he was just a rich man, the wretched wife in his family would have been kicked aside by him to cool off.
Alas, you can't have your cake and eat it too.
Looking at this coquettish girl who wanted something from him, Han Shigang sighed in his heart. Since he wanted to climb higher in the officialdom, the matter of taking care of his little lover had to be more hidden.
"Hey, am I doing this for a better life for us in the future?"? Walking on her body with both hands, Han Shigang's chubby face narrowed his eyes into a line: "As long as the time is right, I will get your relationship to the provincial capital, but you have to help me."
"Tell me, what do you want others to do? But I think that Ye Qingling is very assertive, and has settled the matter of Feng Qiuhuang several times. Especially the last time you asked Director Zhan to go, I'm afraid You didn't expect Zhan Zhao to tell you that Feng Qiuhuang is clean, right?" The woman is now eagerly looking forward to relying on Han Shigang's ability to transfer her relationship to the provincial capital, so that she can get along with her husband day and night, and never Don't be fooled by this perverted father and son. As for the matter of wanting him to divorce just now, it was just a flattering excuse.
"Doesn't Tianhe Group have a branch company that manufactures stockings? If there are any quality problems with the stockings they produce, you, the quality supervision section chief of the Quality Supervision Bureau, don't know what to do?" Han Shigang squinted at a pair of long and narrow As soon as his eyes said this, he heard someone chuckle outside the window: "I'm afraid you don't have this chance, do you?"
Who!
Han Shigang's body froze, and his heart suddenly jumped wildly.
"I'm here to give you a gift." As soon as the words fell, the window was opened, and a black figure jumped in with a rush of heat.
Qin Zhao flung open the window and jumped into the room in a big way, not caring about the leakage of cold air produced by the hard work of the air conditioner in the room. This person is simply too lacking in quality. If anyone wants to see District Chief Han, let alone come in through the window, even Fang Dahai, the deputy district chief in charge of culture and sports, will be reprimanded if he breaks into his room without his permission. No way, who made Han Shigang have a strong backer in the city or even the province. But this time, the backstage seemed to be out of order. Someone even dared to break into the house, and it was in the middle of the night over the wall and through the window.
As soon as he saw someone jumping in from the window and walking towards the bed, Han Shigang reached out and took out a Type 54 from under the pillow. The black muzzle of the gun pointed at Qin Zhao and sternly shouted: "Stop! If you go any further, I'll shoot! !" Although he is only the head of the district and not the director of the Public Security Bureau, and now he is in a place where he meets lovers privately, he was able to hide a gun under the pillow on the bed here. I have to say that District Chief Han may do too much if he has a bad conscience. Otherwise, who would have nothing to hide a cold hair gun under the pillow? It would be a pain in the eye if it went off.
Qin Zhao was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect this guy to even pick up girls with a real guy, so he couldn't help but slowed down a bit. Seeing Qin Zhao's footsteps stop, Han Shigang sneered in his heart: people are afraid of this thing... When he was thinking about how to teach this daring housebreaker for a while, he suddenly felt his hand holding the gun lightly, and then saw The Wusishi, which was pitch black and gleaming with black light, unexpectedly fell into the hands of the man who was two or three meters away from the bed just now.
"Ah... what's going on here?" Han Shigang was stunned and couldn't help but lose his voice. It was still in my hands just now, why did it suddenly go to him?
With a cold face and not waiting for Han Shigang to react, Qin Zhao stepped forward with a gun in his right hand against his forehead, and slapped his face with his left hand, cursing: "Damn, How dare you play with guns like you are an idiot?" As he spoke, his left hand didn't stop at all, and slapped him more than a dozen times, until the corner of the district chief's mouth was bloody and his eyes turned white. Reluctantly stop!
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