Special Solider in City

"A traitor?"

Hearing Jiang Lan's words, everyone in the office was stunned, but after that they all revealed expressions of agreement.

If Zhang Ping was not a traitor, how could she explain? As Jiang Lan's life secretary, she would actually appear in Zhou Yaowei's office? And sneakily?

If what Wu Rui said was true, then there was no need to spend too much effort to guess the relationship between the two of them.

And just now, when Zhang Ping came in to deliver the coffee, she was actually questioning Zhao Zilong. This was completely outside the scope of the life secretary's authority. With one glance, one could tell that he was asking for information, and could even confirm Zhao Zilong's identity.

Although Zhao Zilong had caused a ruckus on the board of directors twice, there were not many people who knew of it. Even Wu Rui had only heard of some things and did not recognize this person.

They were both secretaries and Wu Rui didn't know Zhao Zilong, but she hadn't asked him about it ever since he had come in. But Zhang Ping, the secretary who was only in charge of Jiang Lan's daily life, took the initiative to ask about it.

It must be because he had confirmed Zhao Zilong's identity so that he could report to Zhou Yaowei.

Jiang Lan's face became even colder, she casually opened the notebook on the table, tapped on it a few times, and entered into the interface of the monitor.

Liu Meiyan went over to take a look, and discovered that she had changed the interface to the corridor just now. She could not help but smile: "Lan Lan, looks like you suspect too?"

Jiang Lan did not answer, but her expression was even more unsightly. Because this Zhang Ping was brought out from home by her. If it was a traitor, then she must take responsibility! Furthermore, this also showed that there was something strange going on.

On the monitor, Zhang Ping turned around and closed the door to the office. After standing at the door for a while, she then lifted her leg and walked forward.

Under Jiang Lan's shocked and furious gaze, she knocked on the door to Zhou Yaowei's office. When the door was opened, a thin middle-aged man walked out from inside. Then, Zhang Ping entered the office.

Seeing this, the matter no longer needed to be looked at further, and no longer needed to be looked at as to how long Zhang Ping stayed in Zhou Yaowei's office. Because things had proven Deng Lin's conclusion that Zhang Ping was the traitor.

Liu Meiyan's expression was also a little ugly, and after looking at Jiang Lan, she turned to look at him.

Although she did not say anything, Wu Rui still tensed up and asked: "Assistant Liu, you wouldn't think that I'm a traitor, right?"

Zhao Zilong also saw Liu Meiyan's gaze and even more so, saw Jiang Lan's ashen face. He could not help but burst out laughing as he waved his hands at Wu Rui and said, "Beauty, there's no need to be so nervous. Assistant Liu's actions are instinctual, they are not what you think."

"En!" Liu Meiyan surprisingly did not go against Zhao Zilong, but nodded and smiled: "Xiao Rui, Elder sister did not think about it that way. The reason I'm looking at you is because you and Zhang Ping are both Lan Lan's secretaries. It's just like what Big Bodyguard Zhao said, I think you're just acting instinctively, don't let your thoughts run wild. "

"Big bodyguard Zhao?" Zhao Zilong rubbed his nose, speechless from the way Liu Meiyan called him.

Ignoring him, she did not intend to correct anything. He had already thought about it. Once this matter was resolved, it would be time for him to look for the old leader's daughter. Being a security guard at Acer Group all the time wasn't his original purpose in coming back.

Just as he was deep in thought, Jiang Lan suddenly asked nervously, "They came?"

That's right, he heard the nervousness in Jiang Lan's tone. Raising his head, he saw that not only was the woman's face slightly pale, her two hands were tightly clenched.

Who was it that could make this woman nervous?

Liu Meiyan did not seem to be nervous. Instead, she smiled and said: "I will just come over! Isn't it expected that Zhou Yaowei and the others would come? "

Jiang Lan nodded her head, his fists clenched tightly as they slowly loosened, but her gaze was still fixated on the monitor in front of him. Looking at the office doors that continuously opened, then looking at the directors who stood behind Zhou Yaowei after they came out, their expressions became even colder.

"Damn, there are so many people?" Zhao Zilong turned and looked at the monitor behind Jiang Lan, and was shocked by the audience.

"Ya!" Liu Meiyan was shocked. She turned around and saw it was Zhao Zilong and immediately became angry: "You bastard, you want to scare me to death?"

Zhao Zilong was scolded all over, "Who scared you? You're the one who got too nervous. "

"I'm nervous? Would this old lady be nervous? Haha, what a joke! " Liu Meiyan acted as if he was a duck that had fallen into the water, as if he was going to cry at any moment. After he finished speaking, as if he felt that his momentum was not enough, he added two ha-ha ha!

However, her words just happened to betray her nervous heart.

Zhao Zilong curled his lips, he did not expose the woman's guilty conscience, but looked at Jiang Lan who had gotten up, and laughed: "Jiang Dong, are you not nervous anymore?"

"You bastard, are you purposely provoking us?" Hearing that, Liu Meiyan was enraged, and immediately activated the scolding mode.

"Assistant Liu, your mouth is full of dirty words. Why do I not like hearing them?" Zhao Zilong frowned. He suddenly raised his right hand, then inexplicably placed it under his nose and sniffed. Only then did he mutter with a face full of yearning, "I really miss that soft feeling!"

"What?" Jiang Lan who was about to turn around frowned, as if she did not understand Zhao Zilong's actions.

She couldn't understand, but Liu Meiyan could understand it clearly. When she saw Zhao Zilong's vulgar action, she felt as if his butt was slapped again, and it started to burn and ache.

It was this feeling that made her afraid. If she were to use some Zhao Family's law on her here, her face would probably be ruined.

Realizing that serious consequences, she tactfully closed her mouth, and then turned to the other side of Jiang Lan.

"Tch!" Seeing her frightened face, Zhao Zilong showed his teeth proudly!

In that instant, he felt that this man had done too much with a sense of accomplishment. With just a simple gesture, she had completely stunned the Fey girl!

This felt great!

"Humph!" A cold snort sounded out, immediately turning his pride into nothingness.

Turning his head to look at Deng Lin's pair of murderous eyes, he helplessly shrugged his shoulders and then strode towards the door of the office.

After waiting for a little while, he suddenly opened the door.

"Ouch!" An alarmed cry sounded out from outside the door.

Looking at the fatty who was knocking the door with his right hand, Jiang Lan, who was in the office, couldn't help but smile slightly.

However, this smile only lasted for a moment before it was replaced by a cold indifference.

Looking at the black mass of people outside the door and that mocking expression on her face, not only did her face turn cold, her heart turned cold.

After working so hard for so many years and bringing so much profit to these people, these people still abandoned him without hesitation in the face of danger. Such a person simply caused one to feel indescribably cold.

Similarly, having such a partner would be the biggest failure in her life.

Her heart was cold, but the fat director outside the door was cold. Looking at Zhao Zilong who was baring his teeth and smiling, he felt like he was in a bad situation.

Didn't Zhou Yaowei say that this brat wasn't here? How could this bastard appear in front of him in such a short time?

He didn't know why, but when he saw Zhao Zilong's face, he remembered the scene when he was violently beaten up in the office. After that, he felt a burning sensation on his face, as if someone had ruthlessly slapped him twice.

"Aiyo, isn't this Wang Dong?" Looking at the fatty's fat face that was alternating between red and white, Zhao Zilong greeted him warmly.

This Wang Dong was the one that he had beaten up in the office. Thus, when he saw the fatty's chubby face, he couldn't help but want to laugh.

Facing his evil grin, Wang Dong shuddered, but after that he puffed up his stomach and laughed coldly: "Zhao Zilong, let's see how long you can continue being arrogant for."

"Damn!" Zhao Zilong never thought that the fatty would actually have such courage, to actually dare to provoke him.

"Don't swear!" The fat guy's face drooped, and he scolded unhappily, "We are all civilized people, you seem to be lacking in manners when you use vulgarities."

"What the f * * k!" Zhao Zilong's vulgarity was even thicker this time. He looked up and down at Wang Dong's fat face and his fat stomach. Then, he suddenly jabbed his finger forward.

"What for?"

poked his stomach once, causing Wang Dong to turn pale in fright, and he anxiously retreated.

But just as he had that thought, Zhao Zilong had suddenly grabbed him by the collar. Following that, a face that made him shiver even in his dreams appeared before him.

"Stupid fatty, who gave you the guts to talk back to me?"

"What do you want?" Fatty was so frightened that his face turned pale. He suddenly turned his head and shouted: "Zhou Dong, save me!"

"Stop!" Zhou Yaowei immediately stepped forward, and shouted with a stern face.

But who would have known that with his serious expression, not only did he not intimidate Zhao Zilong, but he also caused the fatty to scream miserably.

Looking at the fatty's stooped body that was filled with pain, even he felt an unbearable pain coming from his small stomach. He subconsciously took two steps back.

"Tch!" Zhao Zilong left the fatty's stomach with his fist, and then cursed depressingly: "Damn, how thick must your stomach be? "It's actually this flexible?"

Fatty's chubby face spasmed twice. He wanted to curse and endure it, but before he could do so, his face had already turned into a painful groan.

Seeing the fatty's painful expression, Zhao Zilong could not help but slap his face a few times. Then he smiled and said, "Do you know how painful it is now?"

The fat guy didn't answer, he just threw his head back in frustration.

"Aiya, you still dare to put on airs with laozi?" Zhao Zilong was enraged, he immediately struck with his right hand, causing the fatty to lower his head.

"Stand still!" Zhao Zilong bellowed, scaring the fatty so much that he reacted instinctively, he stuck out his chest and raised his head, standing as straight as a javelin.

However, while the expressions of the others were all straight, he was the only one with a thick and perverted oil barrel in the middle.

Seeing this, the other directors all took a step back.

We are all civilized people, we are all people with status! If he was mistreated like this, or was abused under the watch of so many people, how would he be able to survive in the future?

Even if others did not speak, it did not mean that Zhou Yaowei did not. He suddenly took a step forward and shouted: "Zhao Zilong, what are you trying to do?"