Excellent beauty's personal security guard

"Li Qingsen was promoted by Lao Yang when he was in the hospital. After Lao Yang arrived in the province, he promoted Li Qingsen to the position of president of the provincial hospital. It can be said that he is more grateful to Li Qingsen than heaven. I don't understand how people can do this? Why did he frame Lao Yang for corruption and bribery? I have been with Yang Jichang for a long time. I have never seen him take a penny from others... "Kong Weiying couldn't help crying when she said these words.

Li Shuyun wanted to ask again. Zhao Jianhui stood up and said, "let's stop here today, arrange a place for her to live, and find someone to take good care of Dr. Kong's daily life..."

After Kong Weiying was taken away, Li Shuyun looked at Zhao Jianhui a little puzzled. She didn't know what the man was thinking. It was clear that Kong Weiying's thought had collapsed. As long as she worked hard, Kong Weiying might say something more valuable, but at this time, Zhao Jianhui asked herself not to ask. Why?

"Do you think what Kong Weiying said is somewhat credible?" Zhao Jianhui sat on the sofa, reached out and rubbed his nose, smiled and asked Li Shuyun.

Li Shuyun was stunned immediately: "should it all be the truth? Minister Zhao, did you find anything? "

Zhao Jianhui smiled and said, "I can't tell what I found on time. According to the current situation, Kong Weiying and Yang Jichang were young lovers. The information she revealed was that Yang Jichang later betrayed her and married Yue Xiuping, the daughter of deputy secretary Yue of the municipal Party committee. That is to say, she was suggesting that Yang Jichang had ideological and moral problems, For their own future, they did not hesitate to abandon their lovers for many years, married the daughter of the Deputy Secretary of the municipal Party committee, and then took advantage of this relationship to get to a high position step by step. "

Li Shuyun nodded and said, "it seems that it means so!"

"Since that's the case, she should hate Yang Jichang. But not only did she not hate Yang Jichang, but she became Yang Jichang's lover after her husband died of illness. Is this human?" Zhao Jianhui asked a rhetorical question. Without waiting for Li Shuyun to answer, he went on: "since she has been Yang Jichang's lover for so many years, it shows that she doesn't hate Yang Jichang. She knows Yang Jichang's situation and your identity. Yang Jichang's ideological and moral problems are exposed in front of you. What does she want to explain? She knows that we found her passbook and bank card in her house. Naturally, she knows that it's not difficult for us to know how much money she has. According to the current consumption level of Guangji city and her salary, she can save so much money at most. But she had to say that she bought the house herself. Didn't she deliberately leave you a handle to ask questions along her exposed flaws? "

While listening, Li Shuyun secretly recalled the scene of his interrogation of Kong Weiying just now and found that Zhao Jianhui's inference was really like this. So he nodded and said, "so this woman deliberately guided me to ask this question? No wonder when she asked her about the money, she deliberately hesitated, and then prevaricated with tears. "

"Send someone to check this woman tomorrow to see what social relations she has and what relatives she has..." Zhao Jianhui stood up and said, "it's very late. Let's have a rest and keep our spirit. We can work better tomorrow."

He raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist. It was already more than 11:00 at night. After thinking about it, Zhao Jianhui decided to go to the Kunlun club to meet Zhou Wanyi. It was best to persuade her to cancel the plan. Even if Zhou Wanyi didn't agree, he had to contact himself in advance.

Everyone knows that Kunlun club is divided into two parts, one is a membership club and the other is a non membership nightclub.

Kunlun nightclub is the best nightclub in the city. Everyone knows that the consumption level here is first-class in the whole city and even in several western provinces. If you are not a rich foreigner, if you are not spending with public funds, if you are not making daily payments or if you are not earning tens of thousands of gold collar a month, you can't come to this nightclub for leisure and entertainment.

As long as you have money and can afford to spend, as long as you have a ticket in your pocket, you can come in and be natural and unrestrained.

As long as anyone dares to step into this door, they must be rich people who can afford to spend here, because no one has been able to leave safely after free food since the opening of Kunlun club. Don't say that the gorgeous female boss is not easy to mess with. Even the security guards at the door here are different from the general one by one.

It is said that a group of people once competed with two security guards at the door with machetes, but in the end, they were lying out with machetes, and the two security guards with rubber sticks behind their hips were still standing well. Since then, the reputation of Kunlun club has been in the West. No one dares to make trouble here.

The security guards at the door have become commonplace for the rich people who come and go like riding lanterns. They are respectful, but they will never really pay special attention to any rich man. As long as you have behaviors that are not conducive to the club, they will turn over immediately.

The security guard at the door is usually very accurate. He can see if your identity can come to this club for consumption at a glance. Generally, they don't look away, but sometimes

Now, the two security guards at the door saw a strange young man, one meter eight five, twenty-eight or seventy-eight years old, wearing a brown down jacket and wrapping half of his face with the hat on the down jacket. Looking at his clothes, he was well dressed and charming, but the two security guards clearly saw that the man got down from a taxi.

Such a person, judging from the general situation, is neither a returnee nor a publicity rich second generation, neither a public consumption nor a foreigner. The two security guards looked at the man until he came to the door from the roadside. They couldn't see what he came from. The guard didn't stop the man when he entered the door, but as soon as he entered, a security guard immediately said the man's figure through the walkie talkie and drew the attention of his colleagues inside.

When I came last time, because it was daytime, the nightclub on the lower two floors of the club was not open yet. The guests who came in were drinking tea, tasting wine and chatting. There was neither the lady sitting on the stage to work nor the music roaring on the dance floor. The security in the hall could watch all the people inside at a glance. So when Zhao Jianhui went in at that time, no one asked and no one cared.

But now it's different. As soon as Zhao Jianhui entered the hall, he heard the roar of music on the dance floor. Through a glass door, he could see the changes of colorful lights inside. Unrestrained young men and women twisted their hips and twisted wildly with the beat of music.

Here, night is an extension of day. The unfinished and impossible things in the daytime continue at night, and amorous feelings and ambiguity are the lubricant of all things in the night.

Women in the night scene are not all stage women. On the contrary, stage women in the night scene are not the only group of women in the nightclub.

In terms of identity, these women who bubble bars, play nightclubs and go in and out of various private clubs and clubs include students, white-collar workers, freelancers, artists, businessmen, housewives and professional lovers, professional n milk, etc., and even national cadres and police officers. Some women still have multiple identities.

These women come to nightclubs for a variety of purposes, including making money, burning money, some for business, some for vent, some for feeling, some for sustenance, and some for one night stand... But no matter what the purpose, many women are addicted to nightclubs, perhaps because they feel different from the world in the daytime, Let women's fantasy, romance, sensibility, sexuality and the devil locked in the bottom of their hearts be released to dance with their figures under the hazy night and the illusion of lights.

These women are far more diverse and colorful than women sitting on the stage. Moreover, this group of women is much more complicated than the girls sitting on the stage. There are many kinds of bars, nightclubs and private clubs. The environment is noisy and quiet, the consumption is civilian and noble, and the style is vulgar and elegant. However, no matter which kind, the ambiguity between men and women is always its constant color, but the place is not used, men are different, and women are different.

Looking at the swaying posture inside, Zhao Jianhui shook his head and went straight up the stairs. However, before he reached the front of the stairs, a girl about 1.75 meters tall, about 23 or 4 years old, with long hair and shawls, wearing very thin clothes, measuring around and weighing in line with the model's standards, smiled and stopped in front of Zhao Jianhui.

The girl's temperament looks very elegant, and her whole body reveals a steady and mature beauty. Her big yellow Wavy long hair flies down to her waist. A fit bright pink mini skirt tightly wraps her elastic little ass. her long pink legs are almost exposed from the heel of her thighs. Her bare Pink Jade feet are wearing high-grade leather sandals with gold and diamonds, With a LV handbag in her arms like a snow lotus root, she walked with a model and twisted to Zhao Jianhui who was walking towards the stairs.

It's really tempting to dress like this in this season.

Looking at half of her big eyes with two big black pearls, it seemed that they were shining with brilliant colorful light. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but stop and slightly sideways. That meant to let her pass first.

Who knows, the girl stopped in front of Zhao Jianhui. Looking at her shallow smile, Jiao Didi's incomparably soft voice came into Zhao Jianhui's ear: "boss, let me introduce you to the consumption here. Carlsberg, Heineken, corona and Yile Xiandi beer consumed in hall D are 20 yuan a bottle. McCullen 350, MOET champagne 500. Upstairs, the minimum consumption is different in different KTV rooms. Ordinary rooms are 1500, vip2500 and President 4800. In addition, you have to give K service a minimum tip of 200 yuan... "

Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but be stunned and said, "what do you mean?"

"Giggle..." the girl smiled and said faintly: "... I mean... If you don't have more than 20000 yuan in cash in your pocket, you don't go up."

"Oh, so it is?" As Zhao Jianhui listened to the girl, he couldn't help frowning: "I really don't have 20000 yuan in cash... But can't you swipe your card here?" As Zhao Jianhui spoke, he took out a bank card from his body, took it in his hand and patted it gently in the heart of the other hand.