High Society [Part I]

97 Rituals

Back in his yard, Shen Dongxing's crotch was still a little stiff, but he always restrained himself, even if he blasphemed himself, he restrained himself, only two or three times a month.

He was tossing and turning on the bed, Tang Weijun was holding Shen Dongzhi and patting her shoulder.

Shen Dongzhi could hardly keep his eyes open, seeing that he was not sleeping, he still insisted on talking to him.

"Tang Weijun, are you jealous..."

Tang Weijun didn't know how to answer, so he hummed.

Shen Dongzhi chuckled in his arms, sure enough, he was still so direct.

"Don't worry... I will leave and no one will leave you..."

Shen Dongzhi spoke these words extremely slowly, and at the end he fell asleep. Tang Weijun hugged her tightly and did not close his eyes for a long time.

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After resting for one night, everyone went back to the inspection work the next day. Considering Shen Dongzhi's delicate body, Zhao Tingjie sped up the inspection progress. There was supposed to be a week, but it was shortened to three days. They will leave first. The design team is here to stay.

Today is the last day of the inspection, and tomorrow I will attend the launching ceremony in downtown Xinjiang.

At night, Mayor Mei and the investment director specially prepared a whole venison hot pot feast for them. It is said that the boss here is best at making venison.

There were red lanterns hanging on the big tree, and there was a lively wine table under the big tree. This time, the boss specially prepared rice wine for Lin Hong and Shen Dongzhi. Drinking it in summer was refreshing.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhao Tingjie's face turned slightly red, Lin Hong kept helping Tan Zongming pour the wine, she moved slightly closer to his ear, and her voice was low.

"The phone is over there."

Tan Zongming nodded: "Okay."

After saying sorry, Tan Zongming got up and left to answer the phone. Shen Dongzhi looked at him for a while, then picked up the phone inadvertently, and sent a text message to Tang Weijun.

"Listen to Tan Zongming, don't get too close."

Tang Weijun was a bodyguard, so naturally he would not eat at the same table with them. After receiving the text message, he got up and found Tan Zongming very quickly.

In other words, this real kung fu is real kung fu, such a tall man, but he walks without making too much noise, even if he is as cautious as Tan Zongming, he didn't notice him.

There is still a schedule tomorrow, after dinner everyone went back to the yard to rest early, Shen Dongzhi sat cross-legged on the bed, Tang Weijun repeated to Shen Dongzhi what he heard word by word.

Not too much, after all, he followed far away, and safety is the most important thing.

After listening, Shen Dongzhi was silent for a while, picked up the phone, and saved four words in the memo.

——Hezhong Metals.

At the same time, Tan Zongming was reading a book by the bedside.

Lin Hong came out of the shower, her hair was half-dried and fell slightly on her shoulders, and she was only wearing a water-red silk nightgown, which really deserved a word of coquettishness.