Shen Kong returned to his rental house.
He stepped over the garbage and dirty clothes still piled on the ground, walked straight to the sofa, sat down, and took out his cell phone.
The moment he saw Ye Jinghuan's photo in the box, Shen Kong began to search for feasible countermeasures in his brain. Unfortunately, the conditions at the time were relatively scarce and there were very few methods that could be applied in reality, so he had to choose the most practical solution. The direct and simple way - quietly hide the recording phone in the vase next to you.
Shen Kong was actually just trying his luck. After all, he was not sure whether he could record anything or whether what he recorded would be useful.
He clicked the play button.
The cramped and quiet rental house was instantly filled with sounds from mobile phones.
The sound of messy footsteps and the sound of door hinges opening and closing were heard - this should be when they left the box.
The click of the door lock sounded, and the sound in the audio returned to silence, with only the rustling white noise in the background continuing to sound.
Shen Kong lowered his eyes and stared at the slowly moving progress bar on the screen of his mobile phone, waiting quietly.
Just when he had almost given up all hope, he heard that voice suddenly ringing:
"...Hello? Hello."
Although there was some distortion through the microphone, it was still possible to identify the middle-aged man who was interviewing him talking on the phone. Shen Kong perked up and continued listening attentively.
"...Yes...Yes, yes..."
I don’t know what the person on the other end of the phone said, I just heard the middle-aged man keep echoing:
"…Yes, found, background checked."
Then there was a sound of pages turning, and the other party continued: "There is a good candidate, his appearance meets the requirements, and there are no signs of having been knifed. Yes, there is no sign of deliberately getting closer to the other party. Background It’s very simple, the economic level is not very good, and according to the survey, the personality is relatively easy to determine.”
Shen Kong realized that the other person seemed to be talking about him.
The middle-aged man paused, as if waiting for a response from the other party on the phone. He asked with some doubts:
"...But are you sure the one you like is..."
Before he finished speaking, his voice was interrupted by the voice on the other end of the phone. After a long silence, his voice rang again:
"Well, yes, you are right... No problem... Okay... Goodbye, Mr. Han."
Mr. Han
Shen Kong frowned slightly, with a deep and dark look in his eyes.
If it is Mr. Han, there are only two possibilities. One is Han Li, the target of his mission, and the other is the vested interest after Han Li broke his leg - the person who replaced Han Li after he was exiled outside the city. The second young master of the Han family, who became the heir to the Han family, was also the biological son of the stepmother.
Shen Kong pinched the bridge of his nose and took a slow, deep breath, unable to hide his exhaustion on his face.
Before he had time to think about it, his cell phone suddenly rang. It turned out to be a call from the agent named Chai Zhi.
Shen Kong answered the call. Before he put the phone to his ear, he heard the other party's surprised voice: "Mingxuan, I received a notice. They said you seemed to be doing well and asked you to come back tomorrow." Once you go there, I will know that there is no problem trusting you. You are indeed my most proud artist..."
This was followed by a series of clichés that were half threats and half inducements, intended to tell him that as long as he worked hard under the premise of keeping confidentiality, he would gain both fame and wealth, and become successful. Rewards and opportunities, even oneself cannot be guaranteed.
Shen Kong responded perfunctorily.
Just before the other party hung up the phone with satisfaction, he suddenly remembered something and said:
"By the way, Brother Chai, can you send me another copy of my schedule? I can't find the previous copy because my phone was sent for repair..."
The other party is in a good mood at the moment, so naturally he will not refuse Shen Kong's small request:
"Okay, okay, no problem, but be careful not to lose it next time. After all, you can't always trouble others."
Not long after hanging up the phone, Shen Kong received the itinerary from Chai Zhi. He simply flipped through it and felt slightly relieved.
Fortunately, Meng Mingxuan is an 18th-tier star with no endorsements or activities. The only online drama he participated in was a small role, so his schedule is not full and he only needs to go to the studio three times a week. Will suffice.
Shen Kong has not yet completely mastered Meng Mingxuan's movements and demeanor, let alone playing other roles in this state.
The current relaxed schedule suits him just fine.
And... During this time, he can also prepare some things that may be used later. After all, he took risks when he was in the nightclub before, but he can't try his luck every time, right
Shen Kong simply tidied up the house, packed the garbage bags and threw them downstairs.
Although the rental house was still a bit messy, it looked much brighter than before, and the oppressive musty smell in the room had also dissipated a lot.
Shen Kong exhaled slowly and threw himself on the bed in the room. His body, which had been tense for a long time, finally relaxed. He seemed to be able to hear the friction of his muscles and bones as they stretched.
Suddenly, something occurred to him.
Shen Kong hesitated for a while, took out his mobile phone from his pocket, entered the word "Han Li" on the mobile phone interface, and then clicked the search button.
The next second, countless web pages jumped out one after another, making him dazzled for a moment.
Shen Kong clicked on one casually.
The black bold font looks shocking on the narrow screen of the mobile phone, like an enlarged and deepened exclamation mark:
"A mysterious upstart in the business world who recently returned to China appeared at a charity dinner. What does the young and newly wealthy man want to do next?"
Shen Kong browsed ten lines at a glance. The entire article was written in a very exaggerated style. In an almost sensational tone, it described in detail the series of drastic actions and almost lavish investments made by this upstart in the shopping mall during the three months since he returned to China. He boasted that there was no business wizard in the sky or on earth, and wrote about his grievances and disputes with several big families in City A in a style that was half gossip and half speculation.
But slowly, the focus of the article began to shift in a strange direction...
The author began to use gorgeous words to praise the appearance of this rising business star, and began to introduce all the sexy news about him after returning to China in a serious manner.
Shen Kong frowned and slid his fingertips down on the screen.
A picture appeared on the screen.
The pixels of the photo are very low, and it seems to have been taken secretly by paparazzi.
The camera froze not far away through the lush branches and leaves. A tall young man stood sideways on the luxurious terrace. His straight suit outlined his slender and strong figure, and the outline of his profile was shrouded in Under the dim moonlight, he was holding a goblet in his hand, seeming to be meditating on something. Although the photo was very blurry, Shen Kong recognized it at a glance.
It is indeed Han Li.
Shen Kong took a deep breath and closed his eyes.
Although the current evidence is not sufficient, based on the original plot revealed to him by the system and inference based on motives, tonight's interview is most likely to be held by the second young master of the Han family.
But he wasn't very sure, after all, eight years had passed since the last time point.
In the plot, Han Li returns to China two years later.
The current plot of this book has almost completely deviated, and Shen Kong is not clear about what changes have taken place in the past eight years, so it is harder to make an accurate judgment.
Immediately afterwards, Shen Kong searched for information about Ye Jinghuan.
Ye Jinghuan's life trajectory does not seem to be too different from the plot of the original book. He has now become a famous star, and announcements and endorsements are pouring in. However, there are still rumors on the Internet that he was a big star of the Ji family. There were rumors and disputes about the lack of support, but since there was no real evidence, fans treated it as if it was deliberately spreading rumors by black fans.
As the night grew darker, the mattress beneath him dragged Shen Kong's body like soft feathers. He blinked slowly and yawned.
Perhaps it was because the time had just changed, but once he relaxed, a wave of sleepiness surged from the depths of Shen Kong's body.
—Anyway, the rest will be decided tomorrow.
He threw his cell phone on the bedside, simply got up and washed up, then fell on the bed and fell asleep.
the next day.
Shen Kong was woken up by the ringing of his cell phone.
He frowned irritably, raised his hand in the direction of the sound with an angry face.
In his sleepy vision, he saw Chai Zhi's name displayed on the screen of his mobile phone.
Shen Kong took a few deep breaths, suppressed his anger at being woken up, and answered the phone.
The other party's noisy voice unconsciously penetrated Shen Kong's eardrums through the microphone, causing his forehead to ache. It was full of deliberate hypocrisy: "Mingxuan, why are you picking up the phone now? Look, Look what time is it now? You didn’t reply to the messages I sent you before. I thought something had happened to you..."
Shen Kong raised his hand and pressed the bridge of his nose fiercely, silently chanting eight hundred times in his heart, don't be angry.
There was an oppressive and suffocating low pressure all over his body, but his voice truly belonged to Meng Mingxuan's sincerity and fear:
"I'm sorry, Brother Chai. I was so excited last night that I couldn't fall asleep, so I got up late in the morning. I always reply to your messages immediately after seeing them. I'm really sorry for your worry."
The person on the other side of the phone seemed quite satisfied: "Oh, it's okay, it's okay. I'm mainly calling you to tell you that they're going to see you later. You should quickly wash up and pack up. I'm going to pick you up from downstairs."
Shen Kong hung up the phone, closed his eyes forcefully, and then got up from the bed feeling depressed.
Before he could start washing up, a new text message was sent:
"By the way, Mingxuan, I want you to wear something youthful over there. Don't be too fancy. Just a white shirt and jeans will do."
An hour later, Chai Zhi arrived at his rental house on time.
Chai Zhi smiled with satisfaction when he saw Shen Kong walking out of the narrow door of the building.
Meng Mingxuan's skin is impeccable, with broad shoulders and a slim waist, and slender legs. Coupled with his simple and casual dress, he does not look like a low-level actor who has been in society for many years, but like a college student who is inexperienced in the world. .
His attitude was much more attentive than yesterday, and he was all-inclusive, as if he was a good friend and elder who truly cared about him.
Shen Kong also looked flattered and grateful, and the atmosphere in the car was harmonious and joyful.
When he reached his destination, Chai Zhi's words were still unfinished. He sent Shen Kong into the elevator, then simply repeated yesterday's instructions again, and then left without looking back.
The elevator went up to the top floor.
As soon as Shen Kong stepped out of the elevator, a waiter in a suit and leather jacket came up to him, bowed deeply to him, and said:
"Sir, please come with me."
Shen Kong followed the other party and walked deeper into the corridor. The waiter stopped at the door of one of the private rooms, knocked twice on the door, and then opened the door of the private room.
The door of the box was closed behind Shen Kong.
There was silence in the room. The extremely soundproof walls absorbed almost all sounds. Standing in the room, you could almost hear the slight sound of your own heartbeat and breathing.
The middle-aged man from last night was sitting behind the table, flipping through a stack of documents on the table.
The only sound that could be heard in the entire box was the rustling of paper.
Seeing Shen Kong come in, the man raised his head, pointed to the seat opposite the table, and said:
"Please take a seat."
Shen Kong hesitated for a few seconds, then sat down opposite the man in a reserved manner.
The man pushed up his glasses and looked at Shen Kong from top to bottom, with a faint look of satisfaction in his eyes.
Then, he opened the folder in his hand and slowly pushed it in front of Shen Kong.
The above is a photo taken from the airport. The man in the picture has broad shoulders and deep features. His tall eyebrows are sharp and cold. He is sweeping towards the direction of the camera. His dark eyes are deep and gloomy, as if they can penetrate the photo. He looked straight at Shen Kong.
The familiar contours of his eyebrows and eyes have lost their youthfulness and tenderness eight years ago, and have been replaced by a moody and sinister look.
The right palm of the dark glove holds a cane, with the tip of the cane pointed on the ground. Judging from the position of the center of gravity, it is obvious that this cane is not for decoration.
Looking at this face that was exactly the same as in his memory, but with no similar expression, Shen Kong couldn't help but have mixed feelings in his heart.
An unavoidable question finally emerged clearly in his mind -
What happened in these eight years
But there was still a look of surprise on Shen Kong's face, and he stammered, "I, I've seen him in the financial news."
The middle-aged man nodded perfunctorily, and then continued: "What you need to do is very simple. Just get close to him, and then report everything you heard and saw to us. Don't worry, it's for you." The reward will not be less - as long as the information you bring us is useful, we will tell you the specific method later. You don't need to contact us proactively, it is enough to wait for us to find you. "
Shen Kong frowned hesitantly: "But, but... he is the president of a big company, why would he let me get close to him?"
The middle-aged man suddenly changed the topic and asked:
"Do you know Ye Jinghuan?"
Shen Kong pretended to be ignorant and nodded: "Well, many people say that Senior Ye and I look a bit similar..."
The man pushed up his glasses, with a secret smile on his face:
"Ye Jinghuan is the white moonlight and cinnabar mole in my heart - as long as you make good use of this face, there is nothing you can't do."
The author has something to say: I found a substitute through fake white moonlight, but unexpectedly I found the real owner.
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Is there still a small red envelope dropped in this chapter
ps: Because the clip will be uploaded tomorrow, it may be updated later. I hope everyone understands qaq
After tomorrow, we will resume updating at 6 o'clock every night. I love you all!