Chapter 73： The Story of Pan Man 23 ┃ Zhu Jianrui: Zhuang Li, I will defeat you. (1/2)

That night, Le Zhengming reluctantly sent Curly Hair back to the next-door suite.

After saying goodbye, he took out his mobile phone, and after repeated deliberation, he sent a text message full of uncertainty and anxiety: [What is our relationship now? 】

Although they have already said that they like each other, they seem to have not talked about deeper issues, such as what to do in the future and how long this relationship can last. Although the little curly hair is in his thirties, his personality is still childish like a child. There is no good and evil in his heart, and he only acts according to his own preferences. He is changeable and elusive, like a cloud in the sky, one shape at a time.

In other words, he is both good and evil, not bound by laws and morals, and only follows a set of rules he has made. When dealing with him, everyone has to follow his rules, otherwise he will turn his face in minutes.

It's hard to imagine that Le Zhengming had such a profound understanding of Little Curly Hair after only half a month of knowing each other, as if the two of them had known each other for a lifetime. However, it is precisely based on this understanding that Le Zhengming's heart will go up and down suddenly.

There was no reply there for a long time, which is very unusual for a hacker who does not leave the phone.

Probably not wanting to answer such a boring question. I am too impatient. Thinking like this, Le Zhengming turned off the phone screen and sighed helplessly outside the window. He covered his face, and his whole body and mind were immersed in those unbelievably sweet kisses before, but the worries, unease and restlessness in his heart could not be erased at all.

For the first time, he experienced the feeling of worrying about gains and losses and feeling restless.

At this moment, the mobile phone placed aside vibrated.

Le Zhengming immediately put down his hands covering his face, grabbed his mobile phone and read the text messages—【You are my lover, is there any problem? 】

spouse? Le Zhengming chewed these two sweet and greasy words repeatedly, and before he knew it, a gentle smile appeared on his stern face. He eagerly and clumsily replied to the text message: [No problem, you are my lover too. 】

The sentence "I love you" was repeatedly edited and deleted by him, but he never dared to send it out.

He tried to tell himself to be slow, gentle, cautious, not to scare the little curls away, and then he fell asleep with joy.

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Before the election was successful, this feeling that was not understood by the vast majority of people naturally had to be hidden.

Zhuang Li and Le Zhengming started an underground romance. When attending a meeting, they glanced at each other and smiled with their lips hooked. A touch of sweetness would be conveyed between their little hearts; they secretly stood together when taking the elevator. , next to your and my shoulders, feel the body temperature that blends with each other, the fatigue of the whole day will disappear because of this short-term dependence; or be bolder, hold hands and steal a kiss in an unoccupied corner , can make the mood of both sides sway in the air.

On this day, Zhuang Li, who was finally awarded the title, led by Le Zhengming, went to the military department to go through the entry formalities.

The two stood in the elevator one after the other, surrounded by several bodyguards and adjutants.

Zhuang Li stretched out his slender index finger and secretly poked the waist of the man in front of him. Le Zhengming immediately put his hands behind his back and held his naughty fingertips. Before leaving the elevator, the two kept holding hands and no one noticed.

The elevator door opened, and a handsome young officer was standing outside. Judging from the epaulettes, he was still a general. A general in his thirties, Zhuang Li has only met Le Zhengming so far. He climbed up on military merit, so what did this man do?

"This is Jiang Yi, the grandson of former President Jiang Youwei." An adjutant whispered in Zhuang Li's ear.

Zhuang Li, who had also investigated the military department, quickly understood that this person was Le Zhengming's biggest opponent in the military department, and was also another presidential candidate originally selected by the reformists. It's just that in the early polls, Jiang Yi had no military merit and was a third-generation official. He climbed to a high position through Zu Yin, and his image was not very positive, so the votes were far less than that of Le Zhengming.

In the end, the reformists elected Le Zhengming, while Jiang Yi could only continue to stay in the logistics department. He is about the same age as Le Zhengming. If Le Zhengming is elected president, he will have no way to stand out. After Le Zhengming retired, he was old, and his grandfather, who was not a high-ranking person, also died. Compared with the young and powerful new candidates, he had no advantage.

Therefore, he will spare no effort to hold back Le Zhengming.

This is the enemy. Thinking of this, Zhuang Li's mouth twitched slightly, and his eyes were fixed on Jiang Yi.

At this moment, Jiang Yiluo turned to one side and gave up the position closest to the elevator door. Another tall man stepped forward, lightly placed his shoulders, and chatted and laughed with him, as if he had known him for many years. friend. But this person clearly has a face that is all too familiar. Who else could it be if it wasn't Zhu Jianrui?

He was only fourteen years old, but he had grown to 1.8 meters, and his physique was also very strong. At first glance, he looked like an adult. But his eyebrows and eyes were still green, and there was no beard growing on his lower jaw. His lips grinned openly, revealing two tiger teeth, which made him more and more immature.

He was wearing an upright military uniform, and judging from the epaulettes, he was already a captain.

From criminal to captain, Zhu Jianrui's speed across the ranks is really rare in the world.

The 7480, who had been pretending to be dead for many days, couldn't hold back the surprise in his heart and made a "wow" sound.

However, Zhuang Li just looked at the other party playfully, and there was a cold and unpredictable light in his eyes.

Zhu Jianrui also looked over, the smile on the corner of his mouth stiffened for a moment, and then he raised his hand to salute: "General Le Zheng."

Le Zhengming didn't even give him alms from the corner of his eye, and walked straight forward.

Zhuang Li turned his head to look at the young man, and the corners of his mouth twitched in confusion.

Zhu Jianrui had to look back under his gaze, so as not to lose his momentum. After chasing the trot a few steps, he shouted restrainedly, "Zhuang Li, I will defeat you."

Zhuang Li retracted his gaze and walked forward, waving his hands without looking back.

Zhu Jianrui stood at the elevator entrance and stared at the man's slender back for a long time. For some reason, four words suddenly popped up in his mind - the enemy in this life.