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Zhao Fan didn¡¯t remember how he said goodbye to Bai Yi. He walked out of the restaurant in a daze and walked towards the work.
Unknowingly, he had arrived at the unit. By some strange coincidence, Zhao Fan walked towards the Propaganda Department. Now Zhao Fan is considered a celebrity in the municipal party committee. Many people who saw him respectfully shouted: "Hello, Deputy Director Zhao." !¡±
Zhao Fan also responded with a smile, but kept looking at Yu Xiaoai in the office through the glass. Perhaps hearing the sound outside, Yu Xiaoai turned his head, and the two of them happened to face each other. In just ten seconds, Yu Xiaoai turned around and typed on the computer to make a form.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Yu Xiaoai looked a lot more haggard, with a hint of exhaustion and a hint of relief on his face.
"A rare visitor." At this time, Minister Wang of the Propaganda Department came out of the office and happened to see Zhao Fan. He quickly stretched out his hand and said with a smile: "How come Deputy Director Zhao has time to come over and guide the work of the Propaganda Department, haha."
Minister Wang was there when the provincial government put out the fire last time. Because Sun Qiwen's affairs were in trouble and he was disgraced, he and Sun Qiwen never got along very well, but he and Zhao Fan were not so nervous. They would occasionally joke around when they met. sentence.
"I'm just an agent. Minister Wang is serious." Zhao Fan also said with a smile: "If Minister Wang doesn't welcome you, then I won't come next time."
Minister Wang is also in his early forties, a very deep middle-aged man. Just like last time, something happened to Sun Qiwen. Everyone was anxious and gloating about his misfortune. But Minister Wang couldn't tell the difference. In short, he gave Zhao Fan the feeling , this person is very shrewd.
"With the current momentum of Deputy Director Zhao, it is only a matter of time before those two words are removed." Minister Wang made an affectionate gesture and said with a smile: "Haha, just kidding, Deputy Director Zhao, don't mind."
Zhao Fan also followed Minister Wang into the office with a smile. The next two people just chatted about some insignificant things. During lunch, Minister Wang insisted on dragging Zhao Fan along, but Zhao Fan politely refused.
And in the office, all the clerks were gone, leaving only Yu Xiaoai.
Zhao Fan thought for a while and walked over slowly. Yu Xiaoai seemed to have something in his heart. His fingers tapping on the keyboard paused for a moment, and then returned to normal.
The two of them just sat and stood, not talking to each other. Soon after more than ten minutes passed, Zhao Fan finally couldn't help but said: "Go to eat quickly, the canteen will be closed if it's late."
Yu Xiaoai didn¡¯t look back, but softly said with some sadness: ¡°Did you come here specifically to see me in such a miserable state?¡±
"No." Zhao Fan sighed and said seriously: "I want to comfort you, but I don't know how to speak. Are you okay?"
Yu Xiaoai still didn't look back, but she had stopped working: "I don't need anyone to comfort me. You can go, I want to be quiet."
Who is Jingjing?
In the past, Zhao Fan would have asked this with a smile, but now
Someone gently patted Yu Xiaoai's shoulder, and Zhao Fan turned around and left. When he came to the corridor, he turned his head and glanced over there. Just in time, Yu Xiaoai inside also turned his head and looked over, but just for a moment, Yu Xiaoai turned her head away quickly.
Zhao Fan shook his head and left with his hands behind his back.
It took a long time for Yu Xiaoai to touch her chest. From the moment Zhao Fan came to the Propaganda Department, her heartbeat started to accelerate and kept beating. Maybe she really needed comfort, but she was just too stubborn to want to Just bow your head.
In the evening, Zhao Fan sent a message to Yu Xiaoai and asked: "Xiaoai, are you okay? I want to go over and see you, is that okay?"
Over here in the suburbs, Yu Xiaoai had finished taking a shower and was lying on the bed. She received a message from Zhao Fan, which made her feel a little overwhelmed because now he no longer calls her sister-in-law, but calls her by her nickname. But where does that strange feeling in my heart come from?
Yu Xiaoai thought for a while and replied stubbornly: "Xiaofan, I'm fine, but I really want to live a quiet life by myself for a while, please don't disturb me, okay?"
Zhao Fan sighed inwardly. It seemed that there was a road that Yu Xiaoai had to walk on her own.
But he still replied: "I can not disturb your life, but you must not think blindly. As long as you are good, I will be satisfied even if I can only watch you from a distance."
Over in the suburbs, Yu Xiaoai did not reply, but looking at those words, her heart began to beat again, and she could not sleep for a long time.
Zhao Fan has a habit, that is, he would rather skip breakfast and have midnight snacks. He usually eats a bucket of instant noodles and goes to bed, but today, he suddenly?Go to the barbecue stand and drink two beers.
After going downstairs and out of the door, Zhao Fan walked towards the snack street. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening. If it had been before, Bai Yi would have called and urged him to come sooner. But now, they are separated, and he and Yu Xiao Ai's friendship is gone forever.
Zhao Fan wants to get drunk, wake up tomorrow, start over, and hit the road again. If Yu Xiaoai really doesn't want to, then he won't bother her anymore.
At this time, two young gangsters with dyed yellow hair walked towards the pedestrian street. They looked at Zhao Fan from time to time, with their hands in their trouser pockets.
Zhao Fan slowly slowed down his pace. He smelled a hint of danger, but it was too late. Soon the two quickened their pace, and finally even started running. One of them stretched out his hand from his trouser pocket, and what he held in his hand was a He picked up a switchblade of more than ten centimeters and said, "This is the kid, get him!"
Zhao Fan's scalp suddenly went numb, he stopped and turned around to run away. Unfortunately, he was a little hasty and tripped over a brick under his feet. Zhao Fan fell to the ground in a panic. At the critical moment, Zhao Fan picked it up without even thinking. The two of them had already rushed forward at this time.
"boom!"
Throwing away a brick, one of them screamed, and was hit on the head by Zhao Fan with a brick. He immediately started bleeding profusely and staggered back. Zhao Fan also waved the brick while shouting for help. , but there were not many people in the pedestrian street at around ten o'clock. Even if there were a few people, they would have been scared away when they saw someone holding a knife.
"Poof!"
Another Xiao Huangmao blocked Zhao Fan's brick with his hand, and then swung the spring knife in his hand fiercely. Zhao Fan just took a step back instinctively, and his arm was suddenly cut open with a few centimeters of blood. Groove, blood instantly flowed out, soaking his sleeves.
At this moment, Zhao Fan was so painful that he was sweating on his forehead. He stepped back and shouted for help. Unfortunately, the indifferent passers-by did not stand up at all. Instead, they turned around and left quickly.
Not far away, the owner of the barbecue stall heard the cry for help and rushed over without hesitation with a stool, because he saw clearly the face of Zhao Fan, a young man who often comes to eat barbecue. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com