The chief of the security section immediately called up the other surveillance, and after looking through it himself, he said helplessly: "Mr. Zhang, there is a dead end of the surveillance, and other cameras can't shoot it." ”

"Damn!" Zhang Zihua cursed in a low voice, but he was helpless.

The security guards all went out, and Zhang Zihua was the only one left in the monitoring room, his eyes were still glued to the screen, not knowing whether he was expecting or suspecting something, the figure that flashed by seemed to be frozen in his mind, a strong and indelible thought had been echoing in his mind, and his heart was more and more eager to see that figure, even if it was just an illusion.

As soon as the figure moved, Zhang Zihua accidentally touched the mouse, and the screen that had been paused began to start again, and the reporters hugged Zhang Zihua and Fang Xinhui to the car door, Zhang Zihua stopped, and Fang Xinhui looked at him with emotion......

At this time, Zhang Zihua clearly saw that in the corner, a pair of shoes flashed by, which quickly made him suspect that he was looking at flowers.

The mouse moved, the screen swiped back, and stayed in the scene of Zhang Zihua parked in front of the car door again, the screen paused, but Zhang Zihua looked at the screen and hooked the corners of his mouth.

It's good, everything is fine, since it has already begun, then he will definitely cooperate with the performance, and will deduce the plot that has not had time to perform.

At six o'clock in the evening, Fang Xinhui stood in front of the mirror and couldn't stop looking at her in a black bandeau dress, but her eyes were full of displeasure.

"Do you think this dress will really match Zihua? You don't know what kind of clothes he will wear. ”

Fang Xinhui knew that relying on Jiang Lin was not good at all, Zhang Zihua hadn't answered her phone until now, and she didn't know what she was doing, the charity party was held at half past seven, and seeing that the time was coming, when would he pick him up.

Hearing Fang Xinhui's complaint, Jiang Lin sat up lazily from the sofa, stretched his waist, and said impatiently: "Miss Fang, since Mr. Zhang has handed over this matter to me, then please put a hundred hearts on me, in other words, there should be no one who knows Mr. Zhang better than me, right?"

As soon as she heard this, Fang Xinhui suddenly stopped complaining, but she was also a little uneasy in her heart, she lifted her skirt and hurriedly came to Jiang Lin's side, and asked curiously: "Jiang Lin, we have known each other for a while, and we can be regarded as friends, you just tell me the truth, how long does Zhang Zihua have to wait for me?"

Fang Xinhui has been with Zhang Zihua for three months, which is the longest time for his female companions in the past, all the media think that Fang Xinhui will be a special one, and even she herself thinks so, but Zhang Zihua has always been the same as normal for her, without excessive encouragement or a little indifference, it is this lukewarm attitude that makes Fang Xinhui even more out of ideas.

She put all her net worth and life on Zhang Zihua's body, if there is no result, her whole life will be over.

Jiang Lin yawned impatiently, and said casually: "Miss Fang, this kind of thing is not in a hurry, if Mr. Zhang is interesting to you, he will definitely have expressed his position to you, if not, then don't be delusional, what should you do quickly, don't delay the rest of your life." ”

"What do you mean by this, do you want me to give up!" Fang Xinhui suddenly shouted, Jiang Lin's words were almost like waking her up from a sweet dream.

Fang Xinhui admitted that she was indeed a little delusional, but Zhang Zihua was too good, if she couldn't keep going, she might give up halfway, but Zhang Zihua brought herself to his side, his perfection had completely melted Fang Xinhui, what she wanted was not only Zhang Zihua's gentleness, but also wanted all of him to be a part of him.

Fang Xinhui's reaction was expected by Jiang Lin, but after being by Zhang Zihua's side for a long time, Jiang Lin also took some things lightly, Fang Xinhui's persistence was meaningless at all, and in the end, it was just a loss for himself, so why bother.

Zhang Zihua is a ruthless person, this kind of thing can be seen clearly by anyone, but there are delusional women rushing forward one after another, who can stop it.

"If you already have your own ideas, why bother asking me. It's useless to talk more, Jiang Lin got up and was about to leave.

Fang Xinhui suddenly panicked, "Where are you going?"

Jiang Lin turned around and said, "It's almost time, I'll drive you to Mr. Zhang." ”

Fang Xinhui put her mind at ease and walked cautiously to Jiang Lin's side, "Then let's go." ”

Having said that, Jiang Lin can also see Fang Xinhui's thoughts clearly, this woman's heart is too small, she can't get on the stage at all, that little bit of caution and discerning people can see it, but she still treats others as fools, what is the meaning of this kind of self-righteous acting.

Since the people in the play are unwilling to wake up, no matter what the audience says, they can't pull them out of the play.

What Fang Xinhui didn't expect was that Jiang Lin actually parked the car at the door of the Chenyu Group building, she glanced at it curiously, and asked strangely: "Zihua has been in the company?"

Jiang Lin turned around and smiled, "Mr. Zhang has always put work first, and Miss Fang doesn't know. ”

After a while, Jiang Lin picked up Zhang Zihua from the company, and then drove to the site of the charity gala.

Before the car drove into the scene, it was already blocked, and both sides of the passage were full of spectators and fans, and there were obviously many stars in front of them, but the enthusiasm of those fans has not retreated, and there are many girls in extraordinary clothes, who have been tiptoeing around, as if the person they are waiting for has not yet appeared.

Fang Xinhui has been sitting in the car and waiting, and said with a shallow smile: "These fans are really enthusiastic, they are all blocked here." ”

Zhang Zihua didn't think so, his eyes kept looking out of the car, his brows furrowed slightly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Fang Xinhui couldn't help but glance at Zhang Zihua, he always felt that he was in a good mood now, but since Jiang Lin picked him up in the car, Zhang Zihua didn't say a word, what was he happy about.

"Zihua," Fang Xinhui gently shook Zhang Zihua's arm and asked in a low voice, "Are you still attending tonight's drinking party?"

In the past, Zhang Zihua left directly after donating money, straightforwardly, and didn't even have time to say a word to someone, this time Fang Xinhui was carefully dressed up, just to make friends with some upper-class people at the party, maybe he can develop one or two side businesses, or shoot an advertisement or something.