Female boss's personal expert

Chapter 2029 Hi, Long Time No See!

He is Jing Hongming.

Jing Hong's life?
Who is Jing Hongming?
Standing behind Hongchen, Pan Dongdong frowned slightly when he heard the man say his name. He felt that the name sounded familiar, as if he had heard it from somewhere, but he couldn't remember who said it for a while. Naturally, she couldn't remember who Jing Hongming was.

Hongchen was obviously more knowledgeable than Pan Dongdong, the corner of his eyes twitched, and he called out in a hoarse voice: "Jing Hongming, you are Jing Hongming!?"

The man didn't speak, but still stood with his hands behind his back in the heavy snow, looking very lonely, and also looked suspiciously pretentious, but it made it impossible for anyone to ignore his existence, even if he was mixed in with thousands of people.

"She seems to have heard of Jing Hongming's name. From her surprised tone, she can tell that Jing Hongming should be very powerful. I also think that he must be a very powerful person, but how can I forget who told me?" Speaking of this man, what did he do?"

Pan Dongdong had a headache, and racked his brains to think about who Jing Hongming was. He had completely forgotten that just now, she was almost killed by Hong Chen, and he even forgot why she appeared here.

Some people, like a big magnet, can attract everyone's attention and thoughts as soon as they appear.

Jing Hongming is undoubtedly such a person.

"December is the month of Dragon Soaring, and the fate of Cold-blooded Jing Hong is October!"

After the initial shock, Hong Chen quickly returned to normal, which can be judged from her mumbling voice.

Dragon soars in December, cold-blooded Jing Hong lives in October!
Suddenly, it was like a bolt of lightning flashed across Pan Dongdong's mind.

She finally remembered who Jing Hongming was: Jing Hongming was the teacher of the man she loved the most.

"Tang Peng's teacher is here, Jing Hongming, so he is Jing Hongming."

Pan Dongdong's abnormal eyes full of lifelessness and despair, which yearned for death, also suddenly lit up.

Pan Dongdong has never been interested in the fights and killings in the rivers and lakes. He only thinks that those heroes who smashed boulders in their chests and silver guns in their throats are purely simple-minded warriors with well-developed limbs. No matter how powerful they are, can they stop a bullet?
Don't forget, today is a society with highly developed technology (only refers to murder weapons here), and any heroes who can call the wind and rain in the cold weapon era are all scum.

There is a good saying that no matter how high your martial arts are, you will be knocked down with one shot!
It may be because Jing Hongming is the teacher of his sweetheart, so he has always looked down on Pan Dongdong, a martial artist, so I still have a good impression of him. Even though I have never met him, I think he is the kind of very powerful hero, maybe It will also be really invulnerable, and it will become a soldier...

Of course, Pan Dongdong has this impression of Jing Hongming purely because he is Tang Peng's teacher, but in fact he still looks down on him from the bottom of his heart.

But now, Pan Dongdong realized that she was wrong.

Big mistakes.

She suddenly discovered that no matter how high the technology is in today's society, some people with "simple minds and well-developed limbs" can bring people an indescribable sense of security.

What's more, after learning that Jing Hongming is Tang Peng's teacher, Pan Dongdong still has the urge to throw himself into his arms and cry, letting the tears of grievance flow freely.

She didn't know why she had such a strong impulse, the tears couldn't stop streaming down, and the grievance that was suppressed with all her strength also erupted like a volcano, causing her to cover her face with her hands, shake her shoulders vigorously, Immersed in the sad world of my own grief.

Snow is still falling.

The north wind is still blowing.

Snowflakes like goose feathers fluttered and fell on Pan Dongdong's body, silently.

She has been completely immersed in her own world, tortured by sadness, despair, and pain, and no longer cares about anything else in the world.

She just wanted to cry, and threw herself into the bosom that made her most worthy of a new appointment, crying loudly without restraint.

But, where is that embrace?
After an unknown amount of time, when Pan Dongdong covered her face and shook her shoulders violently, Jing Hongming's gentle voice sounded from in front of her: "You are very sad, I know. If you want to cry, just cry."

Trembling, Pan Dongdong slowly put down his hands covering his face, and raised his head.

Jing Hongming stood in front of her, her expression was still so calm, her eyes were still so bright, but they were no longer cold.

The clothes on his left shoulder seemed to be torn apart by a cat's sharp claws, revealing the inner shoulder, and he could see some bloodstains, but he stood there quietly, bowing his head slightly, as if he didn't feel it. Looking at Pan Dongdong.

Jing Hongming's actual age must be older than Pan Dongdong's, but not too much.

But his current appearance reminded Pan Dongdong of her father—when she was six years old, she got into trouble at school and dared not go home, so she went to the park alone. When it was too loud, her father appeared in front of her like this.

Then, Pan Dongdong threw himself into Jing Hongming's arms as if he was throwing himself into his father's arms, hugged his waist with both hands, and burst into tears!

When a person is extremely sad, desperate, and wronged, the only way to keep his spirit from breaking down is to cry a lot.

Tears, and howling, are the best medicine to relieve mental stress.

There is no doubt about this, and this is also the reason why you cry until the person who loves you the most dies at the age of [-].

Jing Hongming is like a javelin, even when Pan Dongdong hugged him and cried loudly, his waist was still straight.

The heavy snow, wrapped by the north wind, blew into the small pavilion, fell on the two of them, and covered a pool of blood on the ground.

The wind finally stopped.

Snow is still falling.

Gao Fei, who drank at least three catties of liquor tonight, drove to the Dynasty clubhouse.

what time is it now?
Goofy doesn't care.

People who drink too much, who cares what time it is and whether the road is difficult?
At most, after the car hits a big tree on the side of the road, he will jump out of the car angrily, kick the big tree violently, yell nervously, then turn around and leave.

As for the car with the door open—how many people who drank too much can still remember that they came by car after venting to a big tree?
"Hi, brother, long time no see, how are you? Hi, friend, if it's really you, please say hello!"

Gao Fei howled like a wolf, and walked crookedly on the road, waking up many windows and turning on the lights.

Since Ning Caishen's "Wulin Biography" became popular on the screen, Gao Fei especially liked this song "Long Time No See", and even liked to yell hoarsely when he drank too much.

Mr. Gao is usually a very low-key person.

But when he drank too much, he really liked that someone could hear his singing voice, which was more charming than Guiku.

It's a pity that it's snowing heavily tonight, and it's past midnight again. Apart from the flashing neon lights and the street lights winding into the distance, there are not even a ghost, let alone a person.

This made Mr. Gao a little disappointed, but it couldn't disturb his interest in singing loudly.

Crooked, and I don't know how many somersaults, when Mr. Gao passed an alley, he finally saw two people coming out of the alley.

There was a man walking in front, and a woman followed behind him. The distance between them was about two meters. The man held his chin up in the heavy snow, his back was straight, and his hands were behind his back.

The woman following him lowered her head slightly, like a little daughter-in-law who eloped with someone and was caught by her husband.

After seeing the audience finally appeared, even though he hadn't seen what the two of them looked like, and he wasn't sure if they were interested in appreciating his singing, Gao Fei was still very happy. When he opened his mouth wide and was about to sing with a louder voice, I accidentally gasped for breath and coughed violently.

After finally meeting two audiences who came to appreciate his singing in the middle of the night, he coughed and panted.

As soon as he raised his head, he heard a woman's voice: "Hey, Gao Fei, are you drunk?"

"No, not drunk? How could I be drunk—you, who are you, how do you know I'm Goofy?"

Gao Fei stared at the woman walking in front of him, but couldn't see her appearance clearly: "You, why do you have two heads?"

"Gao Fei, it's me, I'm Pan Dongdong!"

Seeing that Mr. Gao was about to slip out to the ground again, the woman quickly reached out to hold him.

"Pan Dongdong? Sister Dong? That boy Tang Peng's sister Dong?"

Although Mr. Gao was very drunk, fortunately he was not completely drunk, and finally realized who Pan Dongdong was.

"It's me, it's me."

Pan Dongdong nodded vigorously, and then complained: "Why do you drink so much wine? How dangerous, why didn't Tang, he come to see you off?"

"Hey, hey, are you talking about that boy Tang Peng?"

Gao Fei smiled triumphantly: "He saw me off? When I left, that kid drank under the sofa. Oh, what the hell, as the saying goes, when you get drunk, you worry even more. After you were driven away, that kid A long time ago—huh? Sister Dong, why are you here? Who is he!"

Speaking of this, Gao Fei finally regained consciousness, thinking that after Pan Dongdong was chased away by Jing Wuyan, he called Huo Tianqing and asked him to come to help.

At this time, Pan Dongdong, shouldn't he be in the Dynasty Club?
Even if she appeared here, shouldn't the man accompanying her be that kid Huo Tianqing?
How could it be that it was a man that Mr. Gao didn't know?

Who is this guy?
He looks like an old man, even if he looks a little handsome, but that doesn't seem to be the reason to kidnap Pan Dongdong and elope with him, right?

Damn, dare to hit my buddy woman's idea, you are so impatient!

With a sudden sound, Gao Fei stretched out his hand and grabbed Jing Hongming's arm, and shouted sharply, "You, who are you?"

"You drink too much."

Jing Hongming said flatly: "You shoulder a heavy burden, but you don't know how to restrain yourself. I'm a little disappointed."

"You, who are you?"

After hearing what Jing Hongming said, Gao Fei laughed angrily: "Quack, you taught me a lesson, you, do you know who I am? Well, this sentence sounds familiar."

"Gao Fei, he is Teacher Tang Peng, Mr. Jing Hong ordered Mr. Jing!"

Seeing Jing Hongming frowning slightly, Pan Dongdong quickly explained.

"Tang Peng's teacher, Jing Hong orders Jing Xian—Jing Hong orders!?"

Some people, in addition to giving people a considerable sense of security, also have the function of sobering up.

Jing Hongming is such a person.

No matter how arrogant Gao Fei was, when he was interested, he could even run under the statue of Jesus and unbutton his pants—but he would never think of who Jing Hong ordered, and he could still maintain his arrogance, even after drinking.

Jing Hong's life is not a god, but many years ago, he and his comrades in arms left the Chinese military with the myth of invincibility.

myth.

Myths in the military.

Every active and retired soldier in Huaxia knows this myth, and also knows what kind of posture to make when seeing the characters in the myth.

When Gao Fei hastily withdrew his hand, a layer of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

Of course, he was not sweating because of Jing Hongming's prestige, but because of - admiration.

(End of this chapter)