1098: C1098 Nourishing Tigers to Create Disease

C1098 Nourishing Tigers to Create Disease

Sun Dongkai continued to look up at the ceiling. He couldn't help but frown and muttered to himself: "Since there's no chance." That would be a source of trouble for the tiger. "

I continued to ponder about Sun Dongkai's thoughts. Maybe he felt that if Qiu Tong really wanted to advance to Subcounty, not only would it be difficult for him to achieve his hoodlum plans, once Qiu Tong stayed in the group after she was promoted, she would become a member of Group Party Committee. Then, according to Qiu Tong's style of doing things, it was extremely likely that Qiu Tong would become a huge obstacle for him to do whatever he wanted.

It was already a headache for him to have Secretary Ji in the corporation. Plus, with Qiu Tong, wouldn't he be even more difficult to deal with?

Thinking about it this way, Sun Dongkai seemed to have one thing to do: think of a way to stop Qiu Tong from being promoted to Subcounty, and two, even if he couldn't stop her from being promoted, he must think of a way to not let her work in the Group.

Sun Dongkai's thinking has a certain depth and foresight, so he has a long term perspective.

I said, "Secretary Sun, what are you talking to yourself about? I don't understand at all! "

Sun Dongkai sat up straight, looked at me and said: "As long as you don't understand. If you can figure out the thoughts of a leader, then why would I take you as a leader? "

I smiled. "That's true." Leaders are indeed of high standards. As your subordinate, I am truly unable to fathom it. "

Sun Dongkai said, "You're thinking about me?"

I said, "Yes. It's just that I want to help the Leader resolve his predicament. "

Sun Dongkai looked at me and blinked his eyes. He didn't say anything as if he was thinking about something.

After a while, Sun Dongkai said, "Yi, don't you listen to me?"

I said without hesitation, "Listen!"

"What would you do if I told you?" Sun Dongkai added.

I nodded my head. "Going through fire and water without any hesitation, bowing with all the strength I can muster, and then dying!"

Sun Dongkai smiled and nodded, "Well said, well said. Alright, I'll remember your words. It's alright now, you can go back! "

I felt a bit nervous, as I didn't know what Sun Dongkai was planning to tell me to do. Since he didn't want me to say it, I naturally couldn't ask.

After leaving Sun Dongkai's office, I went straight back to the company.

He sat quietly in his office for a while, staring blankly at the computer.

Shit, there's a bug in there. He didn't know which bastard ordered Wang Lin An to do this.

Remembering the one Hai Zhu asked the private investigator to set up, I picked up the lamp and looked at the base.

A stack of letters was neatly placed on the desk. Wang Lin did his duty and arranged my office in a neat and orderly manner.

I started to open the envelope. After reading a few letters, I saw a letter from Baoshan Day newspaper.

My heart couldn't help but pound. I closed the office door and opened it. As expected, there was another blank piece of paper.

Without a doubt, this was sent by Lee Shun.

Lee Shun didn't know what message to send me this time, it was really mysterious.

He took out his lighter and roasted it. A few lines of words appeared on the letter.

I looked carefully and saw another poem:

Maximum Director Longevity,

Friends of the South;

He was in the mood to care about the woman,

A smile is hard to say;

"A gentle breeze brings you to your present state of mind."

Do not persuade Weng to sell wine;

Then the summer spring flowers dress,

The spirit of the horn shook.

The first word of each poem is connected: You have been contacted recently.

Lee Shun is going to send someone to contact me. I don't know who it is, but why did they send someone to contact me?

He couldn't help but think of the special task force set up by Lee Shun.

I was silent for a moment, and then the handwriting disappeared.

I lit the lighter and burned the paper.

Just as he finished, he heard the sound of a key opening the door. Then, the door opened and Wang Lin appeared at the door.

Seeing me, Wang Lin was stunned. He continued, "Boss Yi, so you're in the office. I thought you weren't there. I came to clean your office."

I looked at Wang Lin and smiled. Then I stood up and opened the window to let out the smell of the cigarette that had just been burnt.

Wang Lin came to get my basket. I looked down at the ashes in the basket and didn't say anything.

Wang Lin was slightly shocked when he saw the ashes in the basket. He picked it up and was about to leave as if nothing had happened.

I said to Wang Lin, "Wang Lin, what do you think I just burned?"

Wang Lin said with a smile, "I can't guess."

"Do you want to know?" "No," I said.

"I don't want to know!" Wang Lin said.

"Why?" "No," I said.

"I will only be in charge of driving and cleaning up the office for Boss Yi. I will do whatever belongs to me. As for Boss Yi, I should not ask about anything else that I shouldn't have asked!" Wang Lin said.

I smiled and said, "Good, very good."

Wang Lin smiled, then took the basket and left.

I sat alone in my office, staring out the window, thinking.

Thinking about Qiu Tong's promotion and exploration, he could not help but think about Guan Yunfei, Lei Zheng, Sun Dongkai, and Cao Lee.

He had a feeling that even though the results of the organization department's second round of investigation had yet to come out, there was no doubt that Qiu Tong would most certainly pass.

However, the investigation results of the investigation team will only be a basis for leadership decision-making and will not be the only determinant. What really works is the outcome of the discussions of the Standing Committee.

He was even a little worried about Qiu Tong's promotion. According to my understanding of Sun Dongkai, he won't just sit on the sidelines and watch from the sidelines, he will definitely think of ways to use his skills to background and background to block Qiu Tong's promotion. As for how he will use it, I don't know.

As for Cao Lee, of course she held extreme jealousy and hatred for Qiu Tong's promotion. She couldn't even conceal the uncontrollable madness in her heart, and she probably wouldn't just sit by and watch Qiu Tong's advancement.

If Sun Dongkai and Cao Lee were like this, there was no need to talk about Zhao Dajian.

Thinking that this small group might have some ulterior motives, I couldn't help but feel a sense of pressure as a dark cloud shrouded my heart.

It was getting dark and I left my office. The corridor was quiet and it was time to get off work.

Qiu Tong's office was lit.

I walked over and gently pushed the door open. Qiu Tong was standing at the window with her arms crossed, looking out at the night. She was silent.

Qiu Tong turned her head, saw me, let out a small breath, and then turned back to the window.

She was also thinking about something.

I closed the door behind her.

"What are you thinking?" "No," I said.

"He's thinking of increasing his position and making a fortune." Qiu Tong didn't turn back as she spoke in a calm tone.

"Congratulations." "No," I said.

"Too early." Qiu Tong's voice was filled with worry.

I seemed to understand what Qiu Tong was thinking.

After a while, Qiu Tong sighed. There was a trace of helplessness in her sigh.

We were both silent.

Qiu Tong was still standing there silently, and I was still standing behind her.

We stood in silence.

After a while, Qiu Tong sighed softly again. Her arms hung limply in front of her stomach, and they crossed each other. It was as if a dark cloud was clouding her heart.

Looking at Qiu Tong's skinny and lonely back, thinking about the great pressure and pain that Qiu Tong has faced recently due to Lee and Xiao Li, thinking about Qiu Tong's life experiences and hardships over the years, thinking about Hai Zhu's incessant hardships and hardships that Qiu Tong has inflicted on Qiu Tong, thinking about Qiu Tong's inability to endure, retreating step by step, thinking about Hai Zhu's suspicion and investigation of me, which has recently reached the pinnacle, my heart couldn't help but ache and feel miserable.

A voice echoed in my head: I don't know what I'm doing right now, what's wrong, and when I finally die of old age I know it. So all I can do now is try to do everything I can and wait to die of old age.

The surroundings were very quiet. The night was silent.

The night was dark outside the window, and in the distance, the lights of the city could be seen.

In the midst of my heart-wrenching pain, I thought about the lonely days and nights I spent with Floating Dream in the silent world. When I thought about the night that Danton was entangled in passion, an indescribable feeling of bitterness and impulse arose in my heart.

Among millions of people, he met people he met. In thousands of years, in the boundless wilderness of time, he just happened to meet them.

My heart trembled as I gently placed my hands on Qiu Tong's shoulders.

Qiu Tong's body trembled slightly as she stood there motionlessly.

With a bitter sigh, my hands slid down her arms and took her in my arms from behind.

Hugging Qiu Tong from behind, he wrapped his arms around her and rested his chin on her shoulder. His face was pressed against her neck as he took her hand in his own and placed his palm against the back of her hand.

He could smell the fragrance coming from Qiu Tong's hair, feel the burning heat and the trembling of her body, and sense the wild beating of her heart.

My heart was also beating crazily, but there was no sexual impulse in this craziness. What was filled with was only the deep-seated pain and love that came from my soul and from my ethereal other world.

In the midst of this frenzy, I felt a chill of misery.1

He couldn't help but wrap his arms around Qiu Tong as he hugged her.

Suddenly I felt that in my arms, Qiu Tong's trembling body seemed so lonely and weak, so in need of comfort and support.

He couldn't help but kiss her neck and cheeks. It was so smooth and smooth, so cold.

Qiu Tong didn't struggle free. It was as if, at this moment, she was powerless to struggle anymore. She could only silently let me hug her and let me kiss her.

Take her delicate hand, wrap it around mine, and kiss her.

Qiu Tong raised her face, and I kissed her.

Her breathing quickened.

A tremor that had long been suppressed in the depths of my mind surged through me, as if I were kissing not her lips, but her miserable, hungry soul.

Qiu Tong's body was trembling violently, but she still passively accepted everything that I imposed on her. It was as though she didn't dare to take the initiative, as if she was afraid of taking the initiative.

Qiu Tong's eyes were tightly shut. Her long eyelashes were slightly trembling, and her face was flushed and slightly bashful.

In this blush and shyness, there was also a hint of pain.

Suddenly, I saw tears welling at the corners of Qiu Tong's eyes.

My heart throbbed with a sharp pain, and my eyes were a little watery.

He kissed her to dry her tears, then her tears, then he pulled her body over and tightly held her body.

My eyes grew moist.

I held her body, and her hands hung there, but she didn't hold me.

She still didn't seem to dare to take the initiative, but she seemed to be powerless to refuse my consolation and comfort.

He just held her tight, his face against hers, his heart against hers. I could even feel her heart beating.

Silent and silent, I felt her in my heart, and she felt mine.

At this moment the embrace is pure, because I do not have any biological impulse, only the sublimation of the soul is trying to merge with her.

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