I haven't contacted He Jiaming for a long time, and when I think of this name at first glance, my sweetheart is stunned.

Counting on their fingers, the last time their brother and sister were commensurate was during the Chinese New Year, and then there was a murderer who invaded Situ's house in an attempt to kill them, and she also saved He Jiaming, and they didn't come back after that.

Before He Jiaming said that he wanted to recognize himself as his sister, because he was an orphan, fatherless and motherless, of course, there were other reasons, but other reasons were negligible, but ...... Since I confessed to the Kent family, I don't seem to have contacted He Jiaming, and this godsister can't be casual, I don't know if that grumpy guy will be angry.

Thinking of this, Sweetheart was very sad, she was really embarrassed to trouble He Jiaming to help her do this and that, but she had no other person to look for, and she didn't want to trouble her brother to help her, he was far away in Hong Kong, and he probably didn't have time to take care of himself.

Forget it, forget it, let it out! Sweetheart found He Jiaming's phone number from his mobile phone and dialed it.

After a monotonous waiting tone, the phone was connected, and a still low and nice male voice came out of the earpiece: "Hey, sweetheart?"

"Uh, Brother Jiaming, you ...... now. Is that convenient, talk?" Sweetheart asked cautiously.

He Jiaming glanced at the investors and executives sitting in the conference room, and decisively held the phone and got up: "Of course it's no problem, say." ”

This kind of behavior of not talking about investment at all is really outrageous, and the investor's face is also wonderful, but dare not speak out, who makes He Dashao rich?

He Jiaming walked out of the large conference room, turned to the next room to ask what was going on, and in his heart he expected to hear negative news such as "I divorced Qing Lang" or "Qing Lang beat me", so that he could take the opportunity to fool the two into breaking up, which was not too good.

However, he thought about it too much, and his sweetheart said on the phone: "You, Brother Jia Ming, you know about the earthquake in southern Yunnan, right?"

"Yes. He Jiaming looked puzzled, "You are looking for me to sue me for the earthquake?"

"No, no, of course not. "Well, I wanted to ask if you have a convoy to go to the disaster." ”

"Of course there is, it's gone. He Jiaming shrugged, "I went to Pingliu City with supplies yesterday afternoon." ”

Sweetheart's eyes are dark, so unlucky!

"Well, forget it—" She looked at the glasses girl with a dejected head and her mouth curled.

"What the hell is going on?" He Jiaming asked, "What do you mean? What did you plan to do?"

"I want to...... I'm going to Pingliu City with your convoy. Sweetheart whispered.

He Dashao was as expected, and immediately became angry: "Sweetheart, your brain was hit by a pig? What are you going to do in such a dangerous place? Don't tell me that you want to be a volunteer, people like you who don't have any survival skills can only drag their feet when they go, stay at home honestly!"

Sure enough, Sweetheart was sad and angry, and I knew that he would say that!

"I'm going with my classmates, I'm looking for Qinglang, he hasn't moved for days, please, you take me there, I know you can go there, please, please!"

"No, there are no doors!" He Jiaming hung up the phone with a "snap" - Situ Qinglang, who created evil, ran to the disaster relief site to be a hero, and he had to take his daughter-in-law to suffer!

Sweetheart listened to the busy sound on the phone and looked helpless, but the glasses girl over there had already packed her suitcase, looked at her expectantly, and asked excitedly, "When are we leaving?"

"Uh-" Sweetheart dragged the glasses girl out of the door, "You go back with me to pack your luggage first, and then follow me to find someone!"