The First Generation of Celebrities [1980s]

Chapter 34 - Sheep entering tiger's mouth

Zhangyang regretted that she should not underestimate the physical strength of a soldier, especially a man like Ji Xingzhi.

　　She has never had a drinking experience, but since she got together with Ji Xingzhi, she seems to have had many experiences of being "bullied" by men until she lost consciousness.

　　Zhangyang didn't understand. During the day, she thought Ji Xingzhi was her soul mate, but at night, this person didn't cooperate with her at all. She said no, but she couldn't get any response. She is just a small boat in the deep sea. She has no control over her course and can only drift along with the waves.

　　The alarm clock rang for a long time in the morning, and Zhang Yang was reluctant to get up from bed.

　　After yesterday morning's experience, she didn't dare to be careless again.

　　There was a huge full-length mirror in the bedroom at home, and she didn't know where Ji Xingzhi got it.

　　Zhangyang was standing in front of the mirror at this time. Although she was the only one left in the house now, she couldn't help but feel a little shy.

　　With her slender green-white fingers, she took off her pajamas and stood in front of the mirror.

　　The young woman in the mirror had waterfall-like long black hair, which was spread all over her back, which was as thin as a piece of paper. Some hair strands even fell on the plump part of her chest in a playful and disobedient manner.

　　Zhangyang took a step forward. She mainly wanted to see if the marks on her neck had faded.

　　But as she got closer, she realized how stupid she was doing.

　　Just because of Ji Xingzhi's exertion last night, even if the marks from the day before yesterday can be dissipated, the marks left by the other party last night will only overlap and deepen the kiss marks.

　　On Zhangyang's back, it looked like a red plum blooming on the snow, which made people feel hot and panicked.

　　The scene in the mirror made Zhangyang put on a light nightgown in a panic and sit on the edge of the bed with a blushing face.

　　She clenched her fists and made up her mind that until tonight, she would give Ji Xingzhi some color.

　　Zhangyang thought while changing clothes.

　　But when she looked down and saw some obvious finger marks on her chest, Zhangyang couldn't help but scolded Ji Xingzhi eight hundred times in her heart.

　　She was determined not to let Ji Xingzhi get close to her again tonight.

　　Zhangyang's wish did not come true. Not long after arriving at the newspaper office, Zhangyang answered the phone and quickly returned to the courtyard. She hurriedly packed a few changes of clothes, left a note for Ji Xingzhi, and officially went on a business trip.

　　The police have identified the source of the "forsythia case" in the capital in recent days. The supplier purchased goods from a "Star Village" called "Wujiacun" in the south.

　　The survey data was shocking. A temporary drug sampling test was launched across the city, and it turned out that 40% of the cold medicines came from Wujia Village in the south, and this batch of medicines did not have formal drug approval numbers.

　　Zhangyang got the first-hand information and immediately went on a business trip to Wujiacun with Xiaoyang.

　　Wujiacun is also well-known in the local area. Over the years of reform and opening up, many young people in the village have gone out to work, but Wujiacun has made a fortune locally.

　　When Zhangyang returned to China, she was forced to see the country's rural areas, but when she came to Wujia Village, she was stunned.

　　Standing outside and looking around, Wujiacun has no "rustic flavor" at all. Rows of neat two- and three-story villas look beautiful and heroic.

　　Many towns and villages still have yellow mud roads, but in Wujia Village, there is no mud at all. Looking from the entrance of the village, there are all cement paths, smooth and clean.

　　Moreover, at the entrance of Wujia Village, there were actually personnel on duty, registering every outsider.

　　When Zhangyang saw this scene, she couldn't help but frowned.

　　Xiaoyang beside her was a little surprised and excited: "Hey, the management of this village is almost as good as our unit?" After all, their newspaper office is also a state-owned unit, and the unit also has internal documents and needs to register visitors. It's normal. So now such a small village has to register outsiders. Is this a little too cautious?

　　If Zhangyang hadn't been busy picking up Xiaoyang, they would be sitting in a breakfast shop not far from the entrance of Wujiacun.

　　At this time, the business of the breakfast shop was still very good. Zhangyang was eating noodles while looking at the situation outside.

　　Not long after, Zhangyang withdrew his gaze.

　　Just now, when she saw someone entering, they showed some ID to the officer on duty at the door, so they didn't need to register again.

　　"Boss." Zhangyang called, "We also need a drawer of steamed osmanthus cakes here."

　　The boss said "Hey" and quickly came over with the steamed cakes.

　　Zhangyang took the opportunity to strike up a conversation and said, "Boss, are there very few people in this village? I see it's dinner time now, and there are very few people on the streets." The boss was a lame man. When he saw Both Zhangyang and Xiao Yang and Yang were well-dressed and had a bit of pride in their eyes. From the looks of it, they must be people from big cities. They must have heard of their Wujia Village and came here to do business. What about people in big cities? Doesn't their village chief have the ability to make these people come here eagerly?

　　Thinking of this, the boss spoke up, "How could it be? There are a lot of young people in our village. In other villages, young people may go out to work, but there are treasures in our village!" The boss raised his eyebrows when he saw Zhang Yang, and felt a sense of showing off in his heart. I couldn't bear the energy anymore.