Chapter 345: No Time to Go (11th Update)

This translator often accompanies leaders in meeting foreign friends. He speaks and acts in an official tone, and his serious face is quite intimidating.

Deputy Director Ding deflated like a balloon. He looked at the crowd that gradually gathered around him unwillingly and said with gritted teeth, "Forget about it today. I will definitely report this to the Revolutionary Committee and ask them to send someone to investigate the Jiang family. We can't let you do evil in secret just because the Jiang family is protected by the organization!"

An Zhixia said coldly: "Deputy Director Ding, just go ahead and take care of it. I want to see whether the Revolutionary Committee is going to deal with a fictitious overseas relationship that was stamped as a patriot by the organization, or whether it wants to investigate the unclear accounts of the Maihua Brewery..."

Before she could finish, Deputy Director Ding waved his hands and said loudly: "Forget it, forget it. I am just a small deputy director of the neighborhood committee. I am not as powerful as your Jiang family, nor do I have the ability of Deputy Director Xiao An. You can turn black into white. Why are you still standing there? Go!"

Fang Yuan said calmly: "The law is long and there is no loophole. Evil deeds will be punished. Deputy Director Ding must be careful when walking at night. Please also give a message to several factory directors and managers for me." The glance he gave her contained a murderous look and a hint of coldness.

Deputy Director Ding was so frightened that she stood in a daze at a distance, but was pushed by someone next to her. When she came to her senses, she suddenly remembered that Fang Yuan had lost the protection of the Fang family and was sent to the mountain valley with several babies, covered in wounds, like a drowned dog.

Now no one knows what means he used to get close to the Jiang family, so is he here to seek revenge?

Deputy Director Ding sneered and said, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but your temper hasn't changed. Tsk tsk, I wonder how you felt when you left Beijing that year? You are not a child of three or five years old, you have to learn some lessons, don't think that the Jiang family can protect you.

Be careful, if you go too far, you’ll have to get out of Kyoto the same way you came.

"Tsk tsk," she said, turning to look at An Zhixia, "You're not ugly, why do you like such a poor, vicious boy? Do you think he really loves you? He just likes the Jiang family behind you.

Without the Jiang family, you are nothing. You are still foolishly venting your anger in front of me. When he uses you, he will abandon you..."

An Zhixia walked forward and pinched her mouth hard, and there was a clicking sound.

Deputy Director Ding's eyes were wide open and he was trembling in pain. His mouth was wide open and saliva was flowing to the ground.

An Zhixia clapped her hands and chuckled, "I'm just curious how such a person who sows discord and accuses others all day long could become the deputy director of the neighborhood committee? He even embarrassed himself in front of foreign friends. When I see the leaders again someday, I will definitely talk to them properly.

Grassroots comrades must strictly control and not give any chance to anyone to take advantage of it. "

Seeing Deputy Director Ding stamping his feet with a frown on his face, feeling both painful and angry, everyone felt as if the bad feeling of being pointed at and gossiped about in the past had been released, and they felt relaxed and comfortable all over, and they all applauded and cheered.

An Zhiqiu had just come back on his motorcycle. When he heard an old lady's explanation, he was so angry that he stepped on the accelerator. The huge buzzing sound scared everyone and they quickly made way. He smiled evilly and drove towards Deputy Director Ding.

Everyone's heart immediately tensed up, and they screamed, "No," saying there was no need to sacrifice themselves for such a scum!

Even An Zhixia couldn't help but clench her fists, she was frightened.

Fang Yuan patted her shoulder and said softly, "Zhiqiu knows her limits."

"I know," she nodded. Her brother usually didn't like to argue with others, but once he did, he would definitely tear off a layer of skin from the other person. But he now has me, my sister-in-law, and a child, so he will definitely not do anything stupid. Besides, she also knows a lot about cars. She can see that he is scary, but she is still worried about her brother.

An Zhiqiu rushed all the way across the twenty-odd-meter road, showing no sign of stopping.

Deputy Director Ding was so frightened that she stood there, not caring about the pain in her mouth, her mind was blank, and her legs seemed to be filled with lead and could not be pulled out. The few seconds seemed to be stretched infinitely long, as if she could already imagine herself being knocked out with a bang, falling heavily on the concrete floor, and being seriously injured if not dead.

The car came up to her and stopped sharply ten centimeters away from her!

Deputy Director Ding's legs were filled with hot liquid, and the smell of foul smell instantly spread. She collapsed to the ground, sweat dripping all over her body.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, then smelled something and immediately covered their noses and laughed unceremoniously.

"I'm sorry, Deputy Director Ding. I heard that someone accused the Jiang family of having improper overseas relations and wanted to search their house. I was in a hurry and drove my motorcycle a little faster. I hope I didn't run into you?" An Zhiqiu asked worriedly, "Oh, Deputy Director Ding, you are so concerned about the Jiang family that you don't even have time to go to the toilet?"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, but Fang Hong, with her belly puffed and her eyes red, didn't care about her face at all. She twisted An Zhiqiu's ear and walked home, gritting her teeth and said, "An Zhiqiu, you're capable, right? You just learned how to ride a motorcycle, and you dare to go racing?"

"It hurts, my wife, please be gentle," An Zhiqiu immediately changed his expression and begged in a low voice. In order to accommodate her big belly, the tall and strong man bent his body and leaned his head forward to cooperate pitifully.

Everyone was amused by the sight, and actually felt that these young people were getting along particularly well with each other. Some young people even said, "My man should be gentler. If he breaks it, you will feel bad for him..."

Deputy Director Ding climbed up several times before he could stand up unsteadily. Now he couldn't even look vicious. He turned around and staggered away in embarrassment.

No one knew better than her that An Zhiqiu really wanted to kill her at that moment.

The annoying people left, and everyone began to stare at the foreign friends curiously.

Although the people in the yard used to be businessmen and received Western education, most of them had never been abroad. Even if they had seen foreigners, it did not stop them from watching the fun as excitedly as watching gorillas.

"She really is blonde, blue eyes and white skin. I've never seen her this close. How did her hair grow?"

"Do they really eat dry bread and raw meat three times a day? How can they still be so tall and strong?"

Everyone gathered around to discuss it, and a few brave ones came forward to greet them in broken English.

As a result, foreign friends also responded to them in a foreign language that was not very fluent.

They were amazed...

An Zhixia smiled and said, "These foreign friends are from Italy and speak Italian. Their mother tongue is not Y."

"Ah, I knew something was wrong. Why are you making so much noise when you can just talk properly? I used to have so much fun chatting with foreign war correspondents. How is it possible that I haven't used any words for decades and you can't understand a single word I say..."

Everyone tried to save their dignity and agreed that they had no problem watching overseas channels, and then began to study the "new breed of foreigners" from Italy with even greater curiosity.

(End of this chapter)