When Officer Lu was sorting out Xiang Xiaoyuan's information, he discovered that she was the once popular model "Ma Que Hao Yuan Yuan".
When he was young, Officer Lu used her photo to deceive his mother, saying that she was his girlfriend.
Xiang Xiaoyuan started out as a lingerie brand, and she often did the work herself during the start-up period. Because she is good-looking, in the public's mind, her image is inevitably associated with "charm", "sexiness" and "femininity".
But thinking that her only friend was Lin Jiaqiao, Officer Lu couldn't help but secretly complain that he might be a crossdresser.
Xiang Xiaoyuan is a very good person. Officer Lu visited her employees, partners and investors, and everyone said that she is a good person.
She is efficient, modest and polite, smart and always able to come up with new ideas. She is very nice to people around her, not to say that she will not get angry, but you can feel that she respects you from the bottom of her heart.
Officer Lu said: "She started from scratch and built up her company to this size. Oh, and nearly one-third of her employees are disabled. She also set up a fund to support veterans of the war of resistance against Japanese aggression."
"In fact, I never understood why she was willing to let Jiang Xing take the photo. At that time, Bird Brother said that she was kind, but I didn't believe it."
"But now I believe it. This girl is really a good person."
"More importantly, judging by her name, she is deeply in love with Zhizhi."
Officer Lu patted Master on the shoulder and said, "I'm serious, Master, this girl looks more reliable than our Guan Guanzai. Why don't you let Brother Bird and the beautiful sister go?"
Speaking of Qin Guan, Lin Dapeng couldn't help but think of another person. His eyes fell on He Youwei, and for a moment, his expression twisted.
No, he told himself, he is a good boy, you are overthinking it.
Today is November 11th, the day when the 'November 11' missing persons case was filed.
Lin Jiaqiao knew that today was the last chance to find these ten people, but she really was not in the mood to care about them.
Ever since she learned about Xiang Xiaoyuan's disappearance, her whole mind has been on her.
She couldn't help but wonder if it was because she, the butterfly from the future, flapped its wings recklessly that Xiaoyuan suffered this disaster.
The disappearance of Wu Bin and several others brought this case to the forefront. For several days in a row, this matter dominated the hot searches.
Some people said that they had emotional entanglements and committed suicide together, while others speculated that it was a love triangle between Liu Yang, Ying Zhiwan and Jiang Xing.
They said that the rich men Liu Yang and Ying Zhiwan took a fancy to the poor boy Jiang Xing and forced him to do some obscene things. The poor boy endured the humiliation for many years and finally fought back.
Surprisingly, this answer received the most likes. Some people asked him to write a post or his wife to start writing soon, while others scolded Jiang Xing for being shameless.
Marketing accounts held carnival parties, some organized prayers, and some released true and false revelations.
A few lives contributed to a few days of conversation, but that was all.
She was staring at the screen in a daze when Hua Zong came running over and said respectfully, "Editor-in-Chief, someone is looking for you."
She was surprised by Mr. Hua's attitude and looked in the direction he hinted, only to see a young girl in a Chanel suit standing at the door of the office.
She asked quietly, "Your bad luck in love?"
Hua Zong smiled businesslike, "It has nothing to do with me. They specifically asked for Editor-in-Chief Lin of Youxian Dubao."
The girl wore a classic tweed jacket and white pants. She also wore Chanel's latest sunglasses, which covered most of her face.
Lin Jiaqiao had a quirk, she didn't like people wearing white pants. She instinctively felt a little disgusted with the person who came.
She walked to the door and asked, "What can I do for you?"
The girl was a bit arrogant. She looked at Lin Jiaqiao through her sunglasses for a few minutes and said in a tone of "nothing special": "Are you Lin Jiaqiao?"
"Come with me, let's talk."
Lin Jiaqiao was sure that she didn't know her. She asked, "What do you want to talk about?"
Chanel opened her red lips and uttered two words: "Qin Guan."
Lin Jiaqiao was puzzled: "Who are you and why are you talking to me about my boyfriend?"
The melodramatic novels she had read immediately popped up in her mind, and she asked tentatively, "Or, are you Qin Guan's childhood fiancée?"
But she quickly denied her guess, "No, Qin Guan and I grew up together, I have never seen you."
She became alert, "Who are you? Are you a liar?"
Chanel didn't know whether she was playing dumb or mocking herself, and she didn't care about her dignity anymore, and said bluntly: "I'm here to declare war on you."
"I want to pursue Qin Guan."
"Because a woman like you is not worthy of Qin Guan, he and I are the right ones."
"Don't think I'm the third party. There is no third party in love—"
Lin Jiaqiao interrupted her, "I don't want to know what you think, I want to know what I think."
"You are the third party, the mistress who steals other people's things."
"Are you so interested in other people's things? Do you want to taste the saltiness of the things I chewed?"
"Do you think you are sacrificing yourself for love? How great and amazing! Let me tell you, I have dealt with at least ten people like you every day since junior high school."
"You really can't even get a chance to eat shit."
Lin Jiaqiao was about to curse when a creaking sound suddenly came from the stairs.
"You Xian Du Bao" rented a two-story house as an office. This house is very old and has been in disrepair for a long time. It is fine in sunny days, but when it is cloudy or in the evening, it is so eerie that it seems that a ghost may crawl out at any time.
The voice was so sudden that everyone was startled. They looked in the direction of the voice and saw a beautiful woman coming towards them gracefully.
Lin Jiaqiao couldn't believe his eyes and exclaimed, "Xiao Xiangzi!"
The person who came was Xiang Xiaoyuan.
She looked very disheveled, her long black hair was greasy and looked like it hadn't been washed for a long time, and her sweatshirt and tight jeans were also stained. The worst thing was her pair of leather boots, which could not be distinguished by the naked eye, whether they were originally black, gray or brown.
If it were on an ordinary person, this look would make her look like a madman. But Xiang Xiaoyuan was so pretty that even though she looked sloppy, she still had a kind of decadent beauty.
Lin Jiaqiao was stunned for a moment, then rushed over and hugged her tightly.
Xiang Xiaoyuan didn't really want to get close to Lin Jiaqiao.
She stretched her neck back to prevent Lin Jiaqiao from getting closer: "Honey, I really miss you. I know you don't care, but I have to be honest. I haven't washed my hair for five days."
Lin Jiaqiao's body froze, and then he heard her say:
"I haven't taken a shower in five days."
"I haven't changed my clothes or shoes."
Lin Jiaqiao immediately let go of her and said, "You don't have lice, do you? Don't infect me with them."
This unpretentious plastic sisterhood is obviously between close besties.
Xiang Xiaoyuan pointed downstairs and said, "I took a taxi. Please pay for me first. My phone is out of battery and I don't have my wallet with me."
Lin Jiaqiao asked: "Have you eaten yet? I'll go buy you some clothes and order takeout."
He waved his hand to Xiao Yuan and said, "Forget about the meal. I feel carsick and can't eat."
"Just buy the cheapest clothes. I look good in anything anyway, and you don't have any money."
"Oh, by the way, I'll bring a bar of soap, the kind that can kill viruses and bacteria."
Lin Jiaqiao was sure that this was her friend, without any fakeness.