The waiter pushed open the door of Chuzheng's box and put things down.
"People are gone?"
"Let's go." The waiter said.
Chuzheng took the cash and gave her: "No one knows what happened today."
The waiter took the money: "I don't know anything."
The waiter pushed it out very interestingly, Chuzheng clicked on the phone and looked at the content inside.
Dad should be pissed off.
Chuzheng thought for a while, but did not immediately send things to Father Chi, and listened to their conversation, obviously there were other purposes.
Of course it's better to kill it all at once.
Resurrection or something is too troublesome.
It is better to do it, and there will be no trouble.
The bastard has to do so much! !
Chuzheng got up and left the box. Just as he passed the two box doors, the front door was opened.
"Anji, you are thinking about it carefully."
"Sorry, don't think about it, I refuse."
"Anji, don't think about it, what's your current situation?" The man said earnestly: "How many people can help you now? No matter how good your work is, no one will give it to you, who can see it? I can give it to you now. Yours is already the best treatment, Anji, don't pick and choose, do you still have a choice?"
An Jing's body tensed: "I'd rather not be out..."
"Why not?"
The girl's clear and ethereal voice came from the side.
An Jing was stunned.
Chuzheng: "I'll help you out, how much does it cost?"
That casual tone seemed to be as simple as eating and drinking.
When An Ji saw Chu Zheng, she was a little flustered in her heart.
And what was he panicking about, An Ji didn't understand.
The man standing in the box was also stunned for a moment. Seeing that it was a little girl, he sneered: "Who do you think you are, you can say it? It's useless if you have money."
Chuzheng met the man's line of sight, and continued: "This is something I need to consider."
The man sneered, as if thinking of something: "Little girl, are you his fan?"
Who is the fan
Nonsense!
"no."
"It's not that you do anything for him, you have a mine at home?" The man sneered: "Little girl, this is not something you can manage, hurry home and find your father."
An Ji put on the mask and didn't want to say any more, so she took Chuzheng and walked out: "Let's go."
what to go!
I'm not finished yet!
An Ji pulled Chuzheng and walked fast, and the man was quickly left behind.
Leaving the cafe, An Ji let go of Chu Zheng.
"Are you short of money?"
An Ji shook her head: "No, I'm fine, thank you."
He lowered his head and walked forward, not wanting to talk more about this matter, and not wanting to communicate more with Chuzheng, he told her and left soon.
Chuzheng: "… "
Chuzheng turned back to the cafe, the man was still on the phone.
Chuzheng vaguely heard something he didn't know.
The man hung up the phone and went downstairs.
Chuzheng was standing on the stairs, and the two collided head-on.
"Little girl, what else are you doing?"
Chuzheng looked up at people and looked up, and went upstairs in a few steps: "Do you have a business card?"
man:"???"
The man almost thought he had misheard.
She ran over and asked herself for a business card
Maybe because she was confused by Chuzheng's behavior, the man really took out a name card for her, and Chuzheng got the name card and left.
man:"???"
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[Sanye: Boss, do you know someone who is good at doing investigations? ]
Chuzheng was lying on the sofa and sent a message to the bar owner.
The bar owner didn't know what he was doing and didn't return for a long time.
Chuzheng looked at the business card with his fingers, Xiangyue Publishing House... Chuzheng checked Anji's books with his mobile phone. Since his first book, it was this publishing house that planned to publish it.
But looking at the previous situation, it seems that the conversation has collapsed.
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Do what? Who are you looking for? ]
[Jiu Jiu Ling: We are all good citizens who are polite and civilized. I suggest you call the police if something happens. ]
[Three also:… ]
The middle-aged old man said that he was polite and civilized, and he soon sent a business card to Chuzheng.
Chuzheng added that person to explain her intention, and the other party asked her who recommended it.
Chuzheng thought for a while, then cut back to the bar owner's side.
[Sanye: Boss, what is your name? ]
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Little unconscionable, you don't even know your boss's name, if you met a bad guy, he would be gone! ]
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Fei Xiu. ]
Saying thank you is too tacky, so Chuzheng transfers a sum of money to the bar owner.
[Jiu Jiu Ling:… ]
The person over there heard that Fei Xiu had introduced him, so she didn't ask anything else, and asked her to give him the basic information about the person she wanted to check.
The other party is very efficient, and Chuzheng received a basic document that night.
Chu Zheng first looked at Wan Ying's share.
The man with Wan Ying is Luo Xing, and the two are high school classmates.
Luo Xing did not go to college. After graduating from high school, he caught up with the good time and made money to complete the company. Unfortunately, due to poor management, it went bankrupt.
Luo Xing has no serious occupation now, and usually does some casual work to make some money.
The basic information is not very useful. I will probably go through it at the beginning, and then open another file.
It's about silence.
Some time ago, An Jing and the publishing house fell out for some reason. At first, many publishing houses wanted to find him, but it didn't take long for these publishing houses to stop talking.
Now if Anji doesn't choose Xiangyue, then he really might not be able to publish a book.
pitiful.
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An Jing had a headache and couldn't sleep, so she went out of the room and poured herself a glass of water.
Without any sleepiness, Anji didn't know what to do. She took her mobile phone and stood on the balcony. The moon was exceptionally bright. Anji took a picture with her mobile phone.
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Haven't slept yet? ]
[Ji: Can't sleep. ]
[Jiu Jiu Ling: Come for a drink? ]
[Ji: No, I have a headache. ]
[Jiujiuling: Do you have a headache again? Can't you go to the hospital for this problem? ]
[Ji: It's an old problem, it's okay, I've taken medicine. ]
Jiu Jiu Ling told him to rest for a while in the tone of telling his own cub.
An Jing responded, turned off her phone, and lay on the balcony, without any sleepiness.
He is sober now.
buzzing—
An Ji's phone vibrated suddenly, he thought it was the bar owner, but he picked it up and found that it wasn't.
For a long time, Anji's fingertips swayed slightly and crossed the green button: "Hello."
"Go downstairs."
The words from the other end of the phone were very brief.
An Jing looked at the phone silently until the phone automatically shuts down.
He leaned on the railing and looked down.
He was right here facing the lower part of the unit building, and vaguely saw someone standing below.
Anji: "… "
An Jing entered the room, put on his coat, and went out downstairs.
An Jing opened the door of the unit building, and at a glance, she saw a girl standing in the dark, holding a plastic bag, standing there casually.
An Jing walked over: "Is something wrong?"
Chuzheng handed over the bag and asked earnestly, "Can't I call you if I'm okay?"
Anji: "… "
What are you calling him to do