Chapter 82 of the book: The arrogant actress dreams of peach blossoms every night

"Captain Lin, what should we do now?"

Political Commissar Zhang was a veteran in the art troupe. If they offended him, their future would be bleak indeed.

Even Zhou Ying, who is always a bit noisy, couldn't give any random advice at this time.

After a long while, she said, somewhat constipatedly, "How about... we take him with us, and then go our separate ways once we're far away. You go to meet Comrade Yang, and I'll take him to the Friendship Store."

Lin Caiwei shook her head gently: "No need, if he wants to follow, then let him follow!"

Before I even reached the entrance of the art troupe, a young man of medium build came to meet me.

He was wearing a Hongdou brand suit, and although he couldn't tell the brand of the leather shoes on his feet, he knew they were definitely not cheap.

More importantly, he unconsciously exudes a petty-bourgeois temperament.

It is a sense of superiority that the children of cadres have accumulated since childhood.

Although the young men and women passing by the door were pointing at him, he did not show any sign of uneasiness.

It wasn't until he caught a glimpse of Lin Caiwei not far away that he revealed a gentle smile. He extended his right hand from a distance and said in a gentlemanly manner, "You must be Comrade Lin Caiwei. My father is Political Commissar Zhang, and my name is Zhang Yaozu. I'm the new doctor in the art troupe. It's our first meeting, and I'm grateful for your kindness."

Lin Caiwei's face remained expressionless, she just nodded softly.

Zhang Yaozu knew that Lin Caiwei was a cold beauty, but he had never expected her to be so cold. After a dry laugh, he quickly looked at Zhou Ying and asked, "Who is this comrade?"

Zhou Ying immediately introduced herself.

A vast web of relationships suddenly emerged before Zhang Yaozu's eyes. After tracing back to Zhou Ying's roots and finding possible connections, he began to probe. This included information about Zhou Ying's place of origin, her parents' jobs, and so on.

Finally, Lin Caiwei couldn't stand it anymore and asked coldly, "Do the doctors in our unit still have to supervise household registration issues?"

Zhang Yaozu suddenly felt awkward and quickly waved his hands: "No... no."

And so, the group walked into the parking lot in silence.

Lin Caiwei opened the door of a jeep and got in.

This is the art troupe's car, and captains of his level also have the right to use it.

Zhou Ying habitually opened the passenger door.

Unexpectedly, as soon as the door was opened, Zhang Yaozu got in and gave Zhou Ying a hint with his eyes: "Comrade Zhou, I feel a little carsick, you see..."

Zhou Ying had encountered similar things more than once or twice, and immediately smiled meaningfully: "It's okay, you sit down!"

After closing the car door, Zhou Ying sat in the back compartment.

Zhang Yaozu was stunned when he saw the strange smile on Zhou Ying's face through the rearview mirror.

However, before he could come to his senses, the car rushed out of the parking lot with a hum.

Due to inertia, he bounced up and almost did a somersault on the spot.

Almost subconsciously, he let out a scream. With trembling fingers, he grabbed the door handle and managed to steady himself.

But the jeep under him showed no sign of slowing down. The car sped along the road, raising a cloud of dust.

It was unknown how long it took for Zhang Yaozu to adapt to this extreme speed and he finally revealed a faint smile.

However, before his smile could bloom, the jeep swerved sharply, sending him flying again. His face was pressed tightly against the windshield, his nose seemingly deformed.

Zhang Yaozu's heart was pounding and he looked at Lin Caiwei with horror.

She looked calm and composed, without even a trace of expression.

Zhang Yaozu could only take a deep breath and swallow the plea that was on the tip of his tongue.

After all, if I beg for mercy at this time, not only will I not get her consent, I may even be despised by her.

This was not the reason why he begged his father to assign him to the art troupe.

Helplessly, he could only grit his teeth and carefully put on the seat belt. Then, he tightly grasped the armrest, not daring to breathe.

At the same time, he closed his eyes tightly and prayed silently to reach his destination quickly.

I don’t know how long it took, but the car finally stopped.

Zhang Yaozu opened the car door with a pale face, jumped out, staggered to a big tree, and vomited violently.

Zhou Ying shook her head, walked quickly to his side, and considerately handed him a piece of paper.

After wiping his mouth clean, Zhang Yaozu smiled bitterly with a pale face: "I'm sorry to have embarrassed you!"

"I'm sorry, Comrade Zhang. Our Captain Lin has a bad temper, and she always has a certain style when driving."

Zhang Yaozu turned his head to look in the direction of the jeep and was shocked to find that Lin Caiwei had already walked into the hotel.

He gritted his teeth and forced a smile: "It's okay, it's mainly my problem."

At this time, Xiao Yang had already been waiting in the state-owned hotel.

At this moment, the flowered shirt on his body had been washed and sewn, and his complexion was much better than before, making him look much more handsome than last time.

Even the young waiter became much more enthusiastic.

In this era, few people dare to try this fashionable clothing. Even if there are one or two people who wear it, their figure often can't support it.

Xiao Yang was tall and handsome, with two buttons undone on his shirt collar, which made his muscular chest muscles stand out even more. Sitting in the crowd, he really stood out.

This was the time when the restaurant was crowded. Every guest who came in, regardless of gender, would involuntarily look at Xiao Yang.

Xiao Yang had long been accustomed to such situations. He didn't feel the slightest bit embarrassed. After all, before he came to this world, he was a famous school idol. Even going to the cafeteria to get food would attract onlookers.

The number of people in the state-owned restaurants right now is just a drizzle.

However, he was getting tired from waiting so long that he could only lean back in his chair and stare at the door with sleepy eyes.

Finally, a pretty figure walked into the restaurant.

Xiao Yang felt as if the world had become more colorful. He quickly stood up and gently waved, "Comrade Lin, this way."

The glaring sunlight filtered through the window, casting a faint golden glow on his body. This made his already handsome face appear even more chiseled and heroic.

This was the scene Lin Caiwei saw the moment she entered the hotel. Even though she was usually cold-tempered, her heart couldn't help but beat faster several times.

Despite this, he still kept a straight face and greeted them indifferently.

Seeing that she was the only one coming in, Xiao Yang couldn't help but be stunned: "Where's Comrade Zhou? Could it be that she doesn't have time today?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Ying and a strange man walked in one after another.

Zhou Ying saw Xiao Yang at a glance, waved enthusiastically, and walked over with Zhang Yaozu.

Zhang Yaozu obviously hadn't expected to see a gay man here, and such a handsome one at that. A strong sense of crisis suddenly arose in his heart.