Is pregnancy difficult? Maybe once. I said it's a secret. I'm afraid that people in the unit will spread it around. You've learned the mouth of those people!

You have to keep this secret for me. If others know, I'll tell Xiao Ju and let her settle with you, OK? Stupid pig Then he turned and left.

Zhang Li Li's news is like a bolt from the blue for Zhang Pengcheng.

Although what Zhang Lili said is also reasonable, Xiao Wei is a man with a husband. Now there are many couples in the two places of the branch office on weekends, so it's not rare to have a pregnancy. But I have had a relationship with Xiao Wei in the end, and it's only more than a month to calculate the time. If Xiao Wei finds out that she is pregnant now, it's possible that the child was conceived that time.

Zhang Pengcheng recalled the details of that day again. In a rage, he had a forced relationship with Xiao Wei. Although it took so long, his memory is still fresh. Afterwards, he exclaimed that it was cool to hold a beautiful woman. It didn't take much foreplay to be wet and compact. Now think about it, that day is probably Xiao Wei's physiological period, or can there be so much love liquid?

Zhang Pengcheng hopes that Zhang Lili's words are deceiving him, but his heart is like being dragged by an invisible silk thread, very uncomfortable. When Xiao Wei comes back, he must ask to understand.

Zhang Pengcheng didn't wait for Xiao Wei to come back, but he got two important calls. One was called by Wang Yajun, the chief of the finance department. He said that there was a dinner party in the evening and repeatedly asked him to attend. Another call was from long Baili, Secretary of the municipal Party committee, who asked him to wait for him in a teahouse tomorrow morning.

Wang Yajun worried about Zhang Pengcheng's breaking the appointment. At more than four o'clock, he sat in the office of the deputy bureau and chatted with Zhang Pengcheng for more than an hour. Looking at the time is almost, just pull Zhang Pengcheng downstairs, driving his car directly to the hotel.

Two people came to the private room, there have been two men and a woman, three people see Zhang Pengcheng and Wang Yajun come in, busy stand up to meet. Zhang Pengcheng looked at the three people. He didn't know any of them, so he looked back at Wang Yajun.

Wang Yajun said, "ladies and gentlemen, let me introduce you first. This is deputy director Zhang of our financial bureau. " Then he pointed to other people and introduced them to Zhang Pengcheng one by one. "This is Zhao Jiacheng, the general manager of the flying eagle hotel. This is Fang Zhongde, the owner of the night lurid bath center. This beautiful girl is Fang's personal physique coach, who specializes in health preservation. Just call her Xiao Hu. Hey, Miss Xiao Hu, am I right?" Xiao Hu laughed but said nothing.

"Oh, deputy bureau Zhang, I've heard so much about you. Please sit down, please." Zhao Jiacheng, tall and white, pulls the seat facing the LCD TV in the private room and warmly greets Zhang Pengcheng to sit down.

In the afternoon, when Wang Yajun took the initiative to invite Zhang Pengcheng to the dinner, he felt a little strange. He didn't have much friendship with Wang Yajun. Even for well-known reasons, Wang Yajun had some complaints about himself. How could you invite yourself to dinner today? If you look at the people who came here today, none of them you know. I think there must be some dirty time. Zhang Pengcheng had a good heart and thought that these people must have bad intentions tonight. He knew that this was a grand banquet. Today's dinner, we must have a good sense of propriety in speaking, and we must never drink wine, so as not to be trapped by these people because of wine. Although he still can't figure out how these people want to frame themselves.

Nowadays, the walls of private rooms in hotels are usually equipped with a large screen LCD TV. In fact, this kind of decoration is quite different strictly. As we all know, the purpose of dinner is not just to eat, or even not to eat at all. There is a saying that important things are not said at the negotiation table, but drunk at the wine table, which is very reasonable. So the more important a meal, the higher the standard of a meal, the more demanding the dining environment is, the more quiet, comfortable and private it is. A few government officials or wealthy businessmen eat together, you get a LCD TV on, and then tune out a CCTV channel, let people chat and enjoy the animal world, what is it like? What's more, the most important thing in a meal is the seating order. The position facing the door is usually the conventional theme. When a big man sits there, he has a broad vision, a panoramic view of the dynamics inside and outside the field, and the dignity of his position is fully displayed. Now you let the leader face a LCD TV. Do you mean to let the leader not talk and watch TV well? Of course, relatives and friends do not pay attention to this meal, even if the lively.

Zhang Pengcheng did not dare to sit down on the throne of Zhao jiachengla. He said with a smile, "Mr. Zhao, I sit next to Mr. Zhao."

Zhao Jiacheng where willing to sit: "Zhang vice Bureau, are their own people, you are welcome, you do not sit, we have to stand."

Several others agreed. Although Zhang Pengcheng repeatedly refused to sit down, he could not bear the enthusiasm of the people and had to sit down on the throne.

Wang Yajun mysteriously said to Zhang Pengcheng, "deputy bureau Zhang, let's wait for your good friend. I think he is downstairs now and will come right away."

Zhang Pengcheng asked, "my good friend? Who is it? "

Wang Yajun said, "don't worry, you'll know right away."

Zhang Pengcheng sits on the main seat, Zhao Jiacheng sits on his left, and Wang Yajun naturally wants to sit on Zhang Pengcheng's right seat.When Wang Yajun was about to sit, Zhao Jiacheng pointed to Xiaocui and said, "let Xiaocui sit here. There are beauties here. Only vice Bureau Zhang can drink more. You're so fat that you don't lose your meat. It affects everyone's appetite. "

In a word, Xiaocui covered the cherry and was happy. Wang Yajun blushed, embarrassed to say: "yes, Mr. Zhao is considerate. Come on, Xiao Hu, sit next to deputy bureau Zhang. You should take good care of deputy bureau Zhang and drink well. Otherwise, I won't spare you. "

Zhang Pengcheng looked at Wang Yajun's coquettish mood. He wanted to laugh in his heart and said, "I'm not very well today. I won't drink any wine. Let's go another day."

Zhao Jiacheng said: "Oh, Xiao Hu, do you hear me? Vice Bureau Zhang said that another day, you are the only one among us who can meet this demand. Ha ha, don't you take the initiative?"

Zhao Jiacheng's not clever meat jokes made other people laugh, even the young waitress who came in to pour tea blushed. Small Hu Nuo mouth, smile said: "Zhao always speak too deep, I low level of education, can't understand."

Wang Yajun poked Fang Zhongde beside him and said, "Lao Fang, what's the matter with you? People have been following you for so long, they can't even understand this. Do you think you can be an old man? Why don't you have a long-term relationship with Xiao Hu for so many days? Ah, ha ha... "

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