Chapter 1290

Before Zhuang Jia could react, Song Jingru screamed in horror——

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

Her shrill cry woke up Hu Fangfang and brought Zhuang Jia back to her senses.

And that face seemed to be frightened, and it shrank out of the window without a trace.

There was the sound of messy footsteps in the corridor, followed by a hasty knock on the door.

"What's going on?! What happened inside?!"

People outside were shouting.

Song Jingru opened the door in a panic and ran out. With extraordinary precision, she found Yu Yang from a group of disheveled men, and threw herself into his arms crying.

When Zhuang Jia walked out of the dormitory, she saw Song Jingru wearing only a thin nightgown, crying and hugging Yu Yang tightly, almost hanging on him.

At this moment, the turbulent jealousy is like a majestic giant wave, slapping down the fear of seeing a grimace!

There are only two words left in her heart——

Fuck!

She was really out of her mind, that's why when she heard Song Jingru crying just now, she sympathized with kindness for two seconds!

To be soft-hearted to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself!

Zhuang Jia stared at the pendant stuck to Yang's body with an ugly expression, and said nothing, her eyes flashed angrily.

However, Yu Yang's complexion was uglier than hers.

He looked at Zhuang Jia and said with a dark face, "Go into the house!"

Zhuang Jia came back to her senses, looked down at the unbuttoned clothes, and at the long legs exposed under the shirt. Suddenly, she felt embarrassment, anger, and grievance.

She pouted, turned her face and entered the room.

I thought with disdain in my heart: What's the matter, wearing a bikini on the beach is much more revealing than this one.

At the end, I thought to myself: The suspender nightdress on Song Jingru's body is made of much less material than the shirt, so why should I not train her?

At this time, Yu Yang's reprimand came from outside the door——

The tone is cold and solemn, extremely severe!

"Song Jingru! Do you still remember that you are a prosecutor?! What are the basic principles of a prosecutor's professional ethics?!"

Zhuang Jia was slightly taken aback, and quickly pricked up his ears.

After waiting for a while, she heard Song Jingru's crying stopped and turned into a low sob, sobbing.

Yu Yang asked coldly, "What is the basic code of professional ethics for prosecutors, Chapter 2, Article 7?"

Song Jingru choked up and replied: "Insist on...persist in the purpose of establishing inspections for the public...law enforcement for the people, safeguarding and safeguarding the fundamental interests of the overwhelming majority of the people, protecting the people's livelihood, serving the people, being close to the people, serving the people, benefiting the people, and facilitating the people..."

At the end of the speech, his voice trembled weakly, as if he couldn't cry.

Yu Yang was unmoved, and sternly lectured: "Do you still remember that law enforcement is for the people? Do you remember protecting people's livelihood and serving the masses? After the incident happened, you, as a prosecutor, neither investigated the situation nor protected the weak! You First out!—

why are you crying? ! Do taxpayers pay just to watch you cry? ! "

No one in the corridor dared to speak.

In the oppressive silence, there was only the sound of Song Jingru's forbearing weeping.

Zhuang Jia thought about it in the room: When he said protecting the weak, does the weak mean me?

Yu Yang, who was outside the door, asked again: "The basic rules of professional ethics for prosecutors, Chapter 5, Article 37, what is it?"

Song Jingru just cried and was speechless.

Yu Yang said indifferently: "You don't remember, let me remind you, Article 37, pay attention to professional etiquette constraints, dignified appearance, generous manner, maintain good professional ethics and demeanor, and maintain a good image of prosecutors.

Song Jingru, do you think your performance today is professional? Do you have a professional demeanor? Has the good image of the prosecutor been maintained? !

I will give you one day to write a self-review and hand it over to Hu Fangfang tomorrow, otherwise your internship quota will be removed! "

The voice fell, and there was no sound outside.

Zhuang Jia listened hard, wanting to know Song Jingru's reaction, but only heard the scattered footsteps going away.

Click——

Yu Yang pushed the door open and came in.