Chapter 2 Your Breath, Your Temperature No.8
I don't know.
I looked at my watch, five o'clock, just after work! I'm not like Didi, digging into people's privacy day and night. Hype this kind of thing, you need to improvise, what kind of inside story the paparazzi broke out, we will follow the wind to add fuel to the fire, the bigger the hype, the more sensational the better, so that we can start the popularity, so we can't rush at all.
I'm not a professional paparazzi, so there's no need to fight with the year when I was always smiling!
My office was burglarized the next day!
I walked into the office and saw a large number of people watching in front of my office, "What's going on?" I rushed over and was pushed out by a couple of cops!
"Zhong Tilt! What about Zhong Tilt?" I immediately thought of looking for my assistant, where did she run away from such a big mess in my office?
"Mr. Gao, Zhong Tian went to the TV station to deliver advertising samples, and only entered the company in the afternoon!" the secretary came up to me and said to me, and I remembered that Zhong Tian had asked for leave. Looking around, the big office was neatly organized, only my office was messy!
"You're Gao Yufei?" a policeman approached, holding a small notebook, as if he was going to take notes.
"I am. I nodded, and saw that there were still a few more police officers going around taking pictures for evidence.
"Who have you offended lately?" the policeman asked again.
"No......" I thought about it for a long time, except for slaughtering Qi Shaoyao 1 million, I don't seem to have done anything lacking in morality. It shouldn't be Qi Shaoyao, right? He couldn't find 1 million when he opened my office, not to mention that the Qi family was so rich, 1 million was just a drop in the bucket for him.
"You come in and see what's missing?" After the other police officers took pictures, the police officer who took the notes let me into the office, but isolated the other colleagues and took notes one by one.
I walked in in wondering, and while counting the items, I asked the policeman who was following me: "Comrade policeman, do you mean there is a thief?"
"We just suspect that this building is very well guarded, and those who can come in must be familiar with the environment!"
"Oh. "I continued to pack my things.
"Who are the people who come and go in the company all the time?"
"It's employees, clients, or whatever," I replied as I counted the papers, "Sometimes there are agents who bring models for interviews." β
"How's it going?" the policeman asked again, seeing me staring at the file in a daze.
I was stunned: "It's nothing! It's just a little less change!" Actually, there is an extra brown paper belt in my folder, which says "Fei'er receives"!
"Yes. The policeman nodded, and then the other policemen who had taken the notes also returned, and it seemed that there was nothing to be gained by interrogating the employees. And my loss was not great, so the policeman confessed a few words, told me to inform them if I thought of any clues, and then withdrew with his men.
After seeing off the police, I returned to my office, carefully closed the doors and windows, and took out the paper bag to look at.
"Harvest of Fei'er"ββ
The font of these three words has an indescribable sense of familiarity, but I can't remember where I have seen it for a while. Moreover, the people who can call me Fei'er, except for my mother, is my good friend, and I don't have many good friends, only Yue Yuanyuan and Xu Xiaoshan can think of it, and even Qi Shaoyao won't call me Fei'er.
That's why I didn't tell the police, the person who sent this thing was obviously familiar with me, but he wanted to pretend to be a thief and send it in, obviously because he didn't want people to know that he had come to me!
I thought about it and touched it again. This paper bag is thin and contains a square piece of cardboard. Let's see what's in it first, I untied the thread wrapped around the paper bag and poured out the pieces of paperβ
This is a picture! The people on it are actually smiling!
The photo was taken at night, Chang Xiao was wearing a hospital gown, holding a baby in his hand, standing at the window, and the background was a brilliant light! The shooting date is August 8, 2008 in the lower right corner!
I wanted to tell where the photo was taken, but unfortunately the words with the name of the hospital printed on Changxiao's clothes were too small to read, but the background outside the window was very familiar to me!
Definitely not a bird's nest!
The landmark building of Z City, the department store!
I remember that the opposite side of the department store is the People's Hospital, and Chang Xiao went to my hometown Z City for a year when he disappeared!
I lay the picture flat on my desk and wondered, what does this person mean by showing me this picture?
At this time, the internal phone rang, I pressed it casually, and the secretary's voice came: "Mr. Gao, there is a person named Xu Yan calling for you, do you want to come in?"
"Xu Yan, which Xu Yan?" the name I heard on Didi's phone yesterday seemed to be Xu Yan!
"Don't you remember? He said you asked him to call you at this time, saying you had a job for him or something!"
"A model?"
"Yes, if there is no such thing, I will reply to him!" There are many models who use this method to recommend themselves, and secretaries have become commonplace.
"I remember, I told him to beat him, you brought me in!" I said quickly. This Xu Yan went to Bai Jiajia yesterday, maybe he and Chang Xiao were also ...... I looked at the photo on the table again, and at this time Xu Yan's call came in-
"Mr. Gao!"
The voice...... I stiffened!
"Xu ...... Hill ......"
"I'm Xu Yan!" he didn't deny it, he was Xu Xiaoshan!
"Little Mountain...... "My voice trembled with excitement! He was finally willing to look for me, and he finally forgave me!
Instead of answering me, he cut straight to the point: "You saw something?"
Stuff?
"You mean Chang Xiao's photo?" I should have thought that Xiaoshan also knew Chang Xiao! They are fellow countrymen, and they are both models!
"You should know where it was filmed, right?"
"Z City. β
"You can help me find out who took her to the hospital!"
"Good...... Hill you ......"
"I'll call you again in the afternoon!"
"Well...... Hill...... Hill ......"
He ignored my call and cut off the phone.