Chapter 88 What is a Shirt Clip

The meeting ended at 11:00 am sharp.

The important personnel in charge of the inspection work, led by Lin Zhizhou, need to return to the city government for a short meeting.

A group of leaders were standing in the hall, discussing work and greeting each other.

Shen Tinglan, like many assistants who kept their eyes and ears open, stood at the outermost edge.

But she was different. Although she had an upright figure, her eyes showed her determination to join the party.

But I was feeling restless and irritable.

Why are they not tired of standing for so long?

Father Shen turned his head and looked at her through the crowd.

Quietly apologize and withdraw from the leadership circle.

He walked towards Shen Tinglan with calm steps.

Lin Zhizhou, who was standing in the middle, glanced in the direction where Father Shen was walking away, as if unintentionally, and then looked away.

Without leaving any trace.

Shen Tinglan was lost in thought, and only came back to her senses when Father Shen came to her and spoke to her.

Father Shen asked knowingly with a stern face: "Where did you go this weekend?"

He raised his eyes and looked around, then waved his arm forward in the air, signaling Shen Tinglan to go to a secluded place to talk.

Shen Tinglan was finally able to move around as if he had been granted amnesty.

A solemn man in the crowd not far away glanced at the figures walking out one after another.

He turned his gaze to the many Jiangcheng leaders who were humbly asking for advice and guidance.

He nodded politely and said, "It's about time. I have a meeting later."

Everyone nodded in understanding, exchanged some polite compliments, and then dispersed and walked out one after another.

Shen Tinglan followed behind Shen's father and said hesitantly: "I just went to play with my friends."

Yes, that’s right.

She has traveled with friends before.

But this time I’m playing with Lin Zhizhou.

How men and women play.

"Why, Team Leader Lin is your friend." Father Shen turned around and said something to her.

Shen Tinglan choked, his sophistry words circling around his tongue again and again, stuck in his throat.

Shen Tinglan admitted her weakness and didn't dare to argue with Shen's father outside, fearing that Shen's father would have an attack. She didn't have any quick-acting heart-saving pills.

She lowered her head guiltily and played with her hands.

The two stood in the corner of the hall.

Father Shen pointed his finger in front of her several times and said: "He is so good, you are just rushing towards him."

Silence for a moment.

"He's just good." Shen Tinglan muttered softly with his head down.

"Tell me about you—"

“Uncle Shen.”

Lin Zhizhou called him from behind, just interrupting what Father Shen was about to say.

Uncle Shen?

Shen Tinglan was stunned.

When did this happen?

A series of question marks?

When can Lin Zhizhou call Uncle Shen?

Father Shen glanced at Lin Zhizhou and hummed lightly.

Indicates yes.

He is well-dressed and looks like a respectable gentleman.

The calm demeanor of a superior.

He is able to plan and direct strategies with great power.

It was difficult for Father Shen not to accept such a son-in-law.

There is no way.

The other party's conditions are difficult to refuse.

The chips are enough.

Hit the snake at its most vulnerable point.

With meticulous strategy, we strive for progress while maintaining stability and move forward steadily.

That posture.

Father Shen saw it.

I am determined to get my daughter.

He can't stop it.

People are really old, and they have to accept it.

Father Shen looked at Shen Tinglan and asked, "Are you coming back tonight?"

Shen Tinglan didn't understand what was going on between them, and nodded hurriedly: "Back, back, back."

Father Shen didn't stay any longer and walked out.

Shen Tinglan shouted: "Old man, let's take a ride together?"

"I drove here." Father Shen didn't even turn his head.

"Uncle Shen, take care." Lin Zhizhou called in a steady voice.

Father Shen paused slightly, then quickened his pace.

Shen Tinglan was curious and liked strange things.

At this moment, she was eager to learn and looked up to meet the man's warm gaze.

"Are you feeling better?" Lin Zhizhou asked softly.

Shen Tinglan nodded: "Much better."

"Why can you call me Uncle Shen? My dad also agreed to you, it seems that he has tacitly accepted our relationship?" He looked at the man beside him with a question mark on his face.

I was so angry that day that I wanted to take a quick-acting heart pill.

Father Shen: There is no way, the other party gave too much.

Lin Zhizhou reached out and supported her lower back with his hand, smiling faintly: "Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated in a hundred battles."

Shen Tinglan also thought for a few days about how to persuade Shen's father with emotion and reason.

If all else fails, she will tell him about how she pursued Lin Zhizhou all the way.

In that case, Father Shen should be able to agree.

Never thought.

She hasn't made a move yet.

The old man was taken care of by Lin Zhizhou.

Hit the vital point and kill with one blow.

What did the two of them say?

Yes.

According to Lin Zhizhou's thinking, he never fights an unprepared battle.

He has always been far-sighted and in control of the overall situation.

Thorough and detailed.

Even her clothes would be prepared in the villa's wardrobe in advance.

From inside to outside, from top to bottom, every aspect is meticulous.

Shen Tinglan sighed, and saw a glimpse of spring in the corner of his eye when he lowered his head.

The man's high-end suit pants fit tightly against his perky buttocks. With every step he takes, the shape of his buttocks muscles, which fit tightly against the trousers, seems to be visible, strong, tight and elastic.

It's a very powerful peach butt.

Shen Tinglan was in a trance, and the scene slowly overlapped with the images from college.

The night sky that year and that night was full of twinkling stars.

The 24-year-old Shen Tinglan is full of youth and has endless energy.

There were no other classmates on the way back to the dormitory. The two of them were like this, one in front and one behind, less than half a meter apart. Her eyes were also fixed on his buttocks, and she was daydreaming.

It was only a hundred-meter-long path through the ginkgo trees, and she had imagined more than once the scene of the two of them standing in the middle of the road and kissing.

How beautiful and romantic it is.

Unfortunately, it was just her imagination.

now.

Action always outpaces thought.

The fair little hand covered the elastic buttocks and rubbed them hard twice.

Finally got what I wanted.

Finally got to pinch this butt.

The man beside him paused.

His eyes darkened, he lowered his eyelids, and his gaze wandered towards the little woman.

The voice was tender: "Not full?"

Not full?

Not full?

I'll eat your big ass.

Shen Tinglan withdrew his hand in disappointment and moved it to the shirt that didn't move an inch from his waist.

Curious, I asked, "Why is your shirt tucked in perfectly? It's straight and perfectly placed."

The man said gently, "Shirt clip."

"Shirt clip?" Shen Tinglan searched his mind but found nothing, so he shook his head to indicate that he didn't know.

Lin Zhizhou lowered his voice and said, "I'll show you tonight."

night?

That will have to wait until tonight.

Wouldn’t it be easy to find out by searching online?

It's a waste of effort.

Secretary Liao, who was waiting by the car, looked up at the sky and turned around.

He saw nothing.

He didn't see Comrade Xiao Shen pinching Team Leader Lin's butt.

He didn't see that Team Leader Lin was smiling happily after his butt was pinched.

He shouldn't be standing here.

Let's go.

never mind.

Work is important.

He didn't see anything anyway.

Ignorance is no crime.

The two men arrived at the car, where Secretary Liao was standing.

Shen Tinglan blushed, wondering if she had been seen just now.

Secretary Liao was a thick-skinned man, so he called out first: "Team Leader Lin."

Lin Zhizhou nodded.

Comrade Xiao Shen, with a face full of nausea, politely called out, "Secretary Liao."

Secretary Liao laughed: "Ha, Comrade Xiao Shen is here too, haha... OK, OK."

Forehead.

What's good?

Good at pinching the butt?

Lin Zhizhou opened the car door and put the little woman in the car first.

Shen Tinglan looked embarrassed, the two big leaders were standing there, and she was sitting in the car.

Like what?

The Tiangang is reversed.

As a last resort.

Under Lin Zhizhou's strong edge, Comrade Xiao Shen, under the double pressure, sat back in the car tremblingly.

Secretary Liao outside the car was shocked. How could Team Leader Lin be so accommodating to Comrade Xiao Shen?

I am really spoiled to the extreme.

What’s different about Comrade Xiao Shen?

I couldn't help but look into the car.

I don't think it has any special features.

Lin Zhizhou turned around.

Secretary Liao retracted his gaze and said sternly, "Team Leader Lin, we've made some progress in investigating Hu Fen's funding list, but the details are hard to come by. I'd like to wait until the meeting is over before asking you to come over and give me your instructions."

Lin Zhizhou restrained his expression and said, "Okay, we'll discuss this after the meeting."