Chapter 420 (1/2)

Jinling's frown was stretched, and he took off his mouth and said, ”here comes the longevity star, finally!”

As he said this, he took my arm and urged, ”let's get closer and let the old man see the son-in-law of the Jin family!”

I passively follow Jinling, but my eyes are searching for Youmeng. There are two voices in my heart, one is eager to see Youmeng, the other is eager not to meet Youmeng.

The contradiction is extreme.

At this time, we saw two old men who had been in flower armour coming down from the most spacious stairs in the hall.

One is Jinling's father. He is wearing a suit of Tang suit. He is medium-sized and about 1.7 meters tall. Although he has white hair on his head, he still looks energetic and energetic.

Another old man is about the same age as Mr. Jin, and he is also 60 years old. Wearing a stiff old suit, he had the air of a political chief.

To be exact, the old man who accompanied Mr. Jin downstairs turned out to be Mr. Lin, then member of the Political Bureau of the CPC Central Committee and vice chairman of XX.

When Jinling saw the second elder coming down, he clapped and said quietly to me, ”Zhao long, did you see the distinguished guest I said?” The golden bell raised his head and pointed forward, with a proud look.

The appearance of vice chairman Lin made me feel the power of the Jin family. It's too grand for Mr. Jin's banquet to be attended by the head of the Central Committee.

Of course, this vice president Lin may not know me, because I am mainly responsible for the security work of the Communist Party of China, and the members of the Political Bureau are generally charged by other forces. But at the enlarged meeting of the Standing Committee, I have met vice chairman Lin (hereinafter referred to as chief Lin). Moreover, in our business scope, we also include the names of members of the Political Bureau, leaders of the Central Committee and heads of the four headquarters. Therefore, I am not new to chief Lin.

Waiting for old man Jin and chief Lin to stand in the right place, I suddenly found the figure of Youmeng.

She even stood about two meters away from chief Lin. she could see and hear from all directions. In her calm expression, she actually began to be alert.

It dawned on me that the reason why dream would attend the birthday party of Mr. Jin was to protect the chief Lin indirectly?

It's possible! Perhaps the leader of the special security bureau received some information, or the director general was informed that after chief Lin attended the dinner party of Mr. Jin, he was in security consideration and sent a escort from dream.

Reasonable,. It is hard to be doubted by the emergence of dreams.

Many doubts are solved in my mind.

But I was afraid to be found by the dream, so I tried to sidestep, even a few steps back.

It's just that Jinling is willing to let me go. Seeing that I'm in the back, he grabbed my hand and said, ”Zhao long, where are you going? Come here, come to the front! ”

I have no choice but to step forward. I prayed repeatedly in my heart: I hope from dream don't misunderstand, I hope from dream don't misunderstand

However, Jinling took up my arm again. He looked proud and proud and stared at Mr. Jin. It seemed that he would like to take a look here and see how his son-in-law was.

Who knows that old man Jin didn't look here, but said a few whispers to chief Lin.

On the contrary, Yu Meng, who is standing beside chief Lin, looks this way.

She is the best female guard in Zhongnanhai and the only senior female police officer in the history of Chinese security. She can't miss me.

My heart a burst of tension and helplessness, but see from the dream eyes in my body stay for two seconds, a little scared, but also immediately moved away.

Her expression is still very calm, but I can feel it. In fact, she has been thinking about it.

It's just that she's well-trained and can't be distracted. She came with a mission. When protecting the guard's target, it is strictly forbidden to use it for two purposes.

My mood is very complicated.

The golden bell around me, naturally unaware of all this, even took my arm and stared at Mr. Jin and Mr. Lin with interest.

I can't help but pull my arm out of the Golden Bell's ”shackles” and say softly: ”my arm is a little bit sour.”