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This was originally the Kou family's banquet, but because of Pan Yonglin's participation, its flavor had changed. Since he had sat down, he had been chatting non-stop with Zhang Jinming.

At first, Zhang Jinming did not care much about it. But gradually, he could vaguely hear the scent of something. Pan Yonglin then started to guide Zhang Jinming's massage techniques. Not only did they praise him for being godly and for being able to easily cure Kou Xiaolin's illness, they also praised him for bringing good news to many people who were sick.

When Zhang Jinming heard this, he hurriedly interrupted him and said, "Station Head Pan, what you said is too exaggerated. To be honest, this massage technique was just a small trick. "It's a coincidence that Xiao Lin's disease is treated well. It's better if you go to a proper hospital to treat it."

Pan Yonglin laughed and said, "Director Zhang is right, but with the combination of Director Zhang's massage and treatment, I believe the disease will recover even faster."

At this time, Zhang Jinming had nothing else to say.

"Ah, Director Zhang, the food is ready, let's eat and talk."

Everyone sat down at the table.

Pan Yonglin had a very good sense of purpose, he picked a seat and sat beside Zhang Jinming. He had just sat down when his cell phone rang.

He opened the phone and saw the number. His eyebrows immediately wrinkled. He hurriedly got up and went outside to receive it.

A few minutes later, Pan Yonglin came over and looked at everyone apologetically, saying, "Sorry, I have some things to take care of so I'll be leaving first. Oh, Xiao Wang, you must treat Director Zhang well. "

Gao Meijuan nodded her head slightly, which was considered to be agreement.

Zhang Jinming hurriedly sat next to Gao Meijuan, and asked curiously, "High Journalist, why did you recommend your Station Head Pan to see me?"

Gao Meijuan looked at him and laughed, "Director Zhang, the fact that you recovered so quickly and used a massage technique to treat Xiao Lin's illness has already spread throughout Yongding. Not only our Desk length, there might be more people who want to get to know you. "

Zhang Jinming laughed, then went close to her ear and whispered, "I can see that your Desk length's face is dark yellow, and your eyes are dull and dull. I say, is he overindulging, or is there something wrong with that function? "

Gao Meijuan let out a stuffy snort, and said indifferently, "Director Zhang, I've discovered that you're really bored. I really shouldn't have come to this banquet today. "

Zhang Jinming turned around and laughed, "No one has invited you here either. High Journalist, since you hate me so much, it'll be fine as long as you don't cause me trouble in the future. "

"You … What's so special about you?" Gao Meijuan cried out in indignation.

Father Ko, seeing the situation, hurriedly said, "Well, you are both benefactors of our family, let's not quarrel today. Director Zhang actually has another purpose for coming here today, which is to give you a television interview. "

Zhang Jinming was startled, "An interview on TV, High Journalist, thank you for your good intentions, but, I am not interested."

Gao Meijuan was already very angry at Zhang Jinming, but shesheid not expect this guy to actually reject her face to face. She said angrily, "Zhang Jinming, who do you think you are? "Hmph, it's you who wants me to give you an interview. I'm not that interested yet." He then stood up and looked at the Kou family members, saying, "Sorry, I still have things to do, so I'll be leaving first." As she spoke, he left.

Zhang Jinming shook his head and smiled, "She's a journalist with such a bad temper, I really wonder how she did it to such an extent."

Kou Xiaolin lightly pulled him back, "Supervisor, he's already gone, so stop talking."

Actually, Zhang Jinming was really afraid of stopping.

This was because her father, the kowloon, had already prepared many excuses for him.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Father Ke held his wine cup and said, "Director Zhang, from now on, we are family. "We can trust you to take care of Xiao Lin. This little girl has been spoiled by us since she was young. You have to take more responsibility."

Zhang Jinming laughed and nodded. Sigh, why does this sound like an explanation from a father-in-law to his son-in-law?

kowloon smiled and said, "Director Zhang, where are your parents from? When are they coming over? Let's talk about the matters together."

Zhang Jinming's heart trembled, he wanted to talk about marriage with me. He gave a dry laugh and said, "Auntie, my parents live in the mountain village. They rarely come to the city."

"Ah, they are country folk." kowloon's face revealed a look of surprise, her eyebrows immediately wrinkled.

Kou Xiaolin quickly interrupted, "Mom, what's with your expression? So what if you're a country bumpkin? Eight lifetimes later, we are all country people. "

"Ah, ah, your mother didn't mean that. That's alright, Director Zhang, let's eat. " Father Ko said hurriedly.

In the process, his father and kowloon seemed to have reached a tacit understanding, and never mentioned again about Zhang Jinming and Kou Xiaolin. He was either silent, or he spoke without a care. His attitude was extremely cold. Zhang Jinming was caught off guard by this 180-degree change. But then he saw it too. Zhang Jinming was annoyed, annoyed by her. F * ck, so what if he's a country bumpkin? I really didn't think that there would be someone with such prejudice in the city right now.

This kind of food with no atmosphere was obviously a little awkward, Zhang Jinming didn't eat for long, and took his leave as he still had urgent matters to attend to.

Kou Xiaolin anxiously sent Zhang Jinming out, and kept apologizing to him.

When Zhang Jinming saw Kou Xiaolin, he was so anxious that he started crying. He held her smooth cheeks and wiped her tears, then said softly, "Alright, Xiao Lin, I'm not angry. This is human nature.

After sending Kou Xiaolin off, suddenly a strong wind started to blow outside. In a few minutes, thunder and lightning could be seen and it started to rain heavily. Zhang Jinming hurriedly got into the car, letting Xiao Bin drive quickly.

All along the way, they could only see the pedestrians hurrying along the road, running in the flickering lightning. The rain fell heavily. Even though the wipers were still spinning, it was still hard to see what was ahead clearly.

As the car drove past a stretch of empty road, Zhang Jinming accidentally glanced outside the window. He was shocked to find a white car parked by the side of the road, and a woman standing in front of the car in a daze.

Isn't that Gao Meijuan and her car?

Zhang Jinming quickly asked Xiao Bin to transfer the carriage over.

As he drove, it was indeed Gao Meijuan's car. She was standing in the rain like a drowned chicken, hands on her hips, helplessly looking at the motionless car.

Zhang Jinming quickly got off the car, held up an umbrella, and ran in front of her and held it out. High Journalist, what happened to your car? "

Gao Meijuan wiped the rain off her face, looked at Zhang Jinming and said, "You know the answer but you still ask. This damn car, it really knows how to anchor."

Zhang Jinming was filled with joy in his heart, and he voiced out with a very concerned tone, "High Journalist, you standing here is not a problem. Get in the car, I'll take you back. "

"Zhang Jinming, stop trying to be merciful here. I have my own matters to settle myself, there's no need for you to worry about it." Gao Meijuan threw Zhang Jinming's umbrella over to him.

F * * k, you really don't know what's good for you.

Zhang Jinming hurriedly picked up the umbrella, and said, "Gao Meijuan, are you leaving or not?"

Gao Meijuan turned around, raised her head, stared at Zhang Jinming, and angrily shouted, "If you don't leave, then I won't.

Zhang Jinming glanced at her and saw that Gao Meijuan's entire body was drenched, her entire person looked like a chicken that was drenched in water. If this continued, she would definitely catch a cold.

"If you don't want to leave, I'll send you off." A woman, I can't cure you. " Without saying a word, Zhang Jinming threw down the umbrella, went up and hugged her, walked over, opened the car door, and climbed in.

"Zhang Jinming, what the f * ck are you doing? Let me go quickly." Gao Meijuan struggled and shouted.

Zhang Jinming completely ignored her and let Xiao Bin drive.

Along the way, Zhang Jinming allowed Gao Meijuan to struggle violently, but he still firmly held her in his arms.

"Gao Meijuan, you f * cking save energy. "Tell me where your home is, and I'll send you there." Zhang Jinming shouted angrily, making Gao Meijuan speechless.

When the car drove to the entrance of Gao Meijuan's residential area, Zhang Jinming let go of her and said, "Let's go, stop f * cking calling me a pervert. If I were a pervert, I'd just take you to the suburbs and rape you a hundred times. "

Gao Meijuan didn't say a word as she stepped forward and fiercely punched Zhang Jinming.

Zhang Jinming suddenly sneezed and hurriedly rubbed his nose, "Fuck, what is laozi trying to do? Not only did Lei Feng get scolded, he even caught a cold. "

Gao Meijuan was about to leave when she saw Zhang Jinming sneezing. Only then did she realize that her clothes were completely drenched. Actually, this was all done to stop her from getting off the car and getting wet.

She hesitated and said, "Zhang Jinming, why don't you come to my house. I also have a few clean men's clothes at home. You can change into them to avoid catching a cold. "

Zhang Jinming laughed, "High Journalist, then aren't you worried about luring the wolf into the house?"

Gao Meijuan rolled hshe eyes at him, and lightly said, "You're really bored, you can't come even if you wanted to." As she spoke, he left.

But these words were cold, Zhang Jinming quickly got off the car and followed.

Gao Meijuan's house belonged to the third bedroom. Although it wasn't very big, because she lived alone, it was actually very spacious.

After entering, Gao Meijuan ran over to get a towel for Zhang Jinming, "Wipe your face first."

Zhang Jinming looked at her and said, "High Journalist, you can wipe this too."

Gao Meijuan immediately smiled, "I'm fine."

In fact, she was completely drenched and her clothes were all stuck to her body. Today, Gao Meijuan came out wearing a short skirt made of flowers. It was extremely thin and soft. However, because they were completely drenched and stuck to their bodies, the outline of Jiao Ang's curvy body could be seen. The two round peaks on his chest protruded high and above his wet clothes. If you look closely, you can even notice sexy black underwear. Her skirt tightly stuck to her two white and beautiful thighs, not only did it outline the mysterious triangle of sexy areas at the end of her thighs,