He actually said those words and completely stopped my thoughts."

Xiong Jie advised: "Sister, please don't think so much. Your daughter and Xiaohu really can't get along. I've met Xiaohu's girlfriend. She's a pretty girl with a gentle temperament and is very supportive of his work.

Sister, don’t be angry. From a fair standpoint, I support Xiaohu’s current girlfriend.”

Luo Hongfang felt as if something was blocked in her throat, and she wanted to speak but couldn't. She sat holding her breath for a long time, and said gloomily and with a bit of envy: "Although the border inspection station is difficult, it really trains people.

Local. Hu Pingtao goes to work, which is actually equivalent to taking a temporary job, and he will be promoted directly when he comes back. If this continues, as long as he does not make mistakes in his work, he will definitely have a place in the city bureau or the provincial department in the future. "

Xiong Jie smiled and did not answer.

He knew that Luo Hongfang was angry in his heart, full of envy, jealousy, and hatred. He watched such a big fish slip by in front of him without any chance to seize it. No matter who it was, he would be unwilling to do so.

…

The awarding time is only in the morning. After the lunch party, you have to go back to work in the afternoon.

Su Xiaolin took a day off just to drive Hu Pingtao back and forth between the bureau and the police box. The two had already agreed on a wedding date and agreed to take Su Xiaolin's parents to Zhaocheng during the National Day holiday so that the two elderly people could meet.

, have a good gathering.

The car stopped slowly outside the police box. Hu Pingtao unbuckled his seat belt and was about to get out of the car. He asked casually: "Where are you going this afternoon?"

Su Xiaolin said: "Sister Yuan and I made an appointment to go to the furniture store."

Hu Pingtao asked curiously: "Isn't the furniture all ready-made? Why do you still need to buy it?"

He was referring to the house in Peninsula Jinyuan. Hu Biyuan had already furnished it with furniture, and in Hu Pingtao's opinion, everything was lacking.

Su Xiaolin lightly tapped his forehead with her fingertips: "That's what Sister Yuan gave you before. It's enough for a bachelor, but not for marriage. Apart from anything else, there must be a dressing table, right? There's also a bathroom.

The sanitary ware needs to be replaced and the cabinets in the study room need to be reinstalled.”

Hu Pingtao felt dizzy after hearing this and shrugged his shoulders: "Let's do what you want!"

Su Xiaolin smiled and deliberately teased: "You have to support me. From now on, your salary card will belong to me, and I will give you a hundred yuan of pocket money every month."

Hu Pingtao said seriously: "One hundred yuan is too much, just give me ninety-nine and ninety-nine cents."

Su Xiaolin smiled and said: "Stop being poor and work hard. I'm leaving!"

…

Only Ma Wenshan was on duty in the police box, and he was taking notes on a frightened girl.

Hu Pingtao walked over and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Ma Wenshan handed the transcript to Hu Pingtao and sighed: "This child is from Wushan County. He is seventeen years old. He met a man online and was tricked into coming to the provincial capital."

Hu Pingtao raised his head, looked at the pitiful girl sitting on the chair, and asked doubtfully: "Is it a lie to make money or to lie to people?"

As soon as the words came out, the girl immediately covered her face and started crying, sobbing and said: "I met him on Penguin. He said he was from the provincial capital. I played games with him online and he asked me to be his girlfriend.

I agreed."

Hu Pingtao understood the meaning of the girl's words: "Internet girlfriend?"

The girl wiped her tears and nodded: "I call him husband, and he calls me wife. We play games together, and he helps me top up when I have no money."

"How many times have you recharged? How much is the total?" Hu Pingtao asked.

The girl said timidly: "Twice, thirty yuan each time."
Chapter completed!