"The phone can't be repaired. Jiang Rong didn't have the slightest relaxed expression on his face: "It seems that you are also suspicious." I suspect that only this mobile phone can contact Beichen, right? ”

Zigui didn't speak, she thought a lot at this moment, thinking back to what Beichen said when she left, she couldn't tell whether to tell Jiang Rong or not.

"Did Beichen tell you something before leaving?"

"Daddy Jiang. Zigui was willing to believe Jiang Rong: "When Beichen left, he just told me that if he can't be contacted, he has to be careful." And no one will be able to contact him. ”

"Then you can contact him, but have you asked yourself, why can you contact him?"

"I thought it was because Beichen's mobile phone was set up. ”

"Who knows, only you can contact Beichen now. Jiang Rong asked, "Ziheng, are you sure that only you can contact Shangbeichen?"

Zigui thought: "You should know it." In addition to my brother and Jiang Liushao, he should have had doubts, but whether he is sure that only I can contact Beichen, I can't be sure.

And then it's you, Daddy Jiang. When Beichen left, he told me about this matter, and no one could contact him, so I asked me not to tell anyone. ”

"Don't tell anyone?" Jiang Rong pondered: "All of them are more shrewd than monkeys, and after a few phone calls, they will understand why they have to tell you this many times in one fell swoop." ”

Zigui shook her head, she didn't understand either.

Zigui looked at the mobile phone that still couldn't be used after repairing it with a helpless face.

"Have you ever wondered why Ziheng dropped your phone. Jiang Rong asked.

"!!" Zigui looked at Jiang Rong.

"Huh. He laughed: "It's a coincidence, I happened to be at the corner of the stairs in the safe passage that day." ”

Zigui's face was embarrassed.

Jiang Rong just didn't see it: "I've been thinking about what Beichen said to Ziheng for so many days, it would make him so angry that he dropped his mobile phone directly."

Or is it that Ziheng suspected that only your mobile phone could contact Jiang Beichen, so he took the opportunity to drop the mobile phone angrily, so that you could not contact Jiang Beichen. ”

"It doesn't make sense. Zigui directly retorted: "Father Jiang, I understand that you don't know my brother, but he will definitely not do that."

And, even if, as you say, he had suspicions, he deliberately dropped the phone.

But how can he be sure that Beichen will not take the initiative to contact me? unless my brother can find out why Beichen is leaving, and that Beichen will definitely not be able to contact me.

I don't think my brother has the ability. With his financial resources and manpower, there is no such possibility, because compared with the Jiang family, whether it is the connections, the information in his hands, and the scientific and technological means used, if my brother does something, he will definitely be discovered. ”

Jiang Rong admitted that what Zigui said had a certain truth, but he didn't know why every time he saw Ziheng, he could always clearly perceive the certainty in his eyes when he looked at Zigui.

It seems that Zigui is his prey, and it is the kind of prey that can eat in his mouth immediately.

Jiang Rong raised his eyes and looked at Zigui's expression, there was no doubt that Zigui believed in Ziheng, and she did not have the slightest suspicion about Ziheng.

"Maybe it's really me thinking too much. ”

"It must be. ”

"Zigui, do you believe Beichen?"

"Faith!"

"Good. Jiang Rong smiled: "I believe it too." You go and bring me a picture of you when you were a child, and I'll take a look. ”

Ten minutes later.

Zigui brought a photo of her when she was a child.

It's really exactly the same, one action and one look, even the position of the corners of the clothes is the same.

"The blueprint for this oil painting is this picture. ”

That's what I think about at this point.

"Mr. Jiang Rong, young lady. Lin Zheng walked in anxiously: "Found it." ”

"Beichen has found it?" Zigui blurted out.

"......" Uncle Lin was stunned, he looked at Zigui, but he didn't know how to answer.

Jiang Rong asked, "What did you find?"

"The painting. Uncle Lin had embarrassment on his face: "The boss of the studio called just now and said that the person who painted the painting was in the studio." ”

"Go and arrange, we'll see him now. ”

One hour.

Uncle Lin pushed Jiang Rong and arrived with Zigui at [One Painting, One World]

The owner of this shop immediately greeted Uncle Lin when he saw it: "Sir, you are finally here." ”

At this time, there was a spirited old man sitting on the sofa, with white hair and a pair of glasses.

The clothes were dressed very young, small jackets, jeans, sneakers.

"Are you going to buy this painting from me?" the old man's voice was hoarse.

"My husband fell in love with this painting. ”

"This old man, you can make a price. Jiang Rong had a smile in his eyes.

"If you want to buy it, do I have to buy it?" Lao Tzu also spoke very arrogantly, and his gaze fell on Jiang Rong's leg: "The leg is wasted?"

Lin Zheng wanted to say something.

Jiang Rong was calm: "People live in the world, maybe there will be an accident at some point." ”

Zigui understands Jiang Rong as a person, he is generous and peaceful, but it doesn't mean that he can listen to it, and the old man's eyes are full of arrogance, she looks uncomfortable.

"Boss, this old man shouldn't have a problem here. ”

Zigui said, pointing to his head.

The shopkeeper looked at Zigui very embarrassed, and he could only laugh.

At this time, the old man took a closer look at Zigui.

It doesn't matter if you don't look at it, the old man immediately became excited: "It's you?"

"Huh? ”

The old man asked, "Why, you answer differently from others, usually most people ask, do you know me? ”

"If you ask, do I have to answer?" Zigui learned from the old man's words just now when he replied to Jiang Rong.

The old man was displeased: "You little doll, look how beautiful I painted you." If you're rude to me again, I'll paint you ugly. ”

Everyone looked at the painting that the old man was pointing to.

He really knows Zigui.

"That's me, why don't I know it?" Zigui walked towards the painting.

"Don't you know?" the old man doubted.

"I don't know. ”

The old man thought for a while and asked, "Your name is Mencius." ”

"My name is Qiu Zigui. ”

"Yes. The old man immediately said, "It's you." Your words just now made me jump, I thought that Meng Changsheng, the old immortal, was coaxing me again. ”

Zigui and Jiang Rong glanced at each other.

She deliberately teased: "Why are you afraid of him?"

"Fart!" the old man was the lit firecracker: "I'm afraid of him, I'm not afraid." ”

Zigui's face was full of disbelief, and she smiled: "You are not afraid of him, you still listen to him so much." ”

Zigui said this, without the slightest meaning, she just followed up on what she just said, and said this naturally.

However, this old man thought too much.