When Liang Qiao returned upstairs again, the renovation workers were resting and chatting together, eating the snacks she had just brought. Lao Liu, the foreman, looked around as soon as he saw her come in, and immediately greeted: "Miss Liang, have you dropped something?" ”

"Master Liu, do you still have any paint here, it's a little brighter."

"Yes." Master Zhang ran into the place where the debris was piled up, and brought a small paint bucket that had been opened, "There are still a lot of red ones left, can you take a look?" ”

"Okay! That's great! Liang Qiao took it, "Thank you so much!" You eat it again, and I'll get it back to you when I'm done in a moment." ”

When he went down to the hall, he met the old man who hung the painting last time, and Liang Qiao waved the fine paint brush given by Master Liu and greeted him: "Hey, handsome guy!" ”

The old man was happy when he saw her, and when he saw her posture, he asked curiously, "Why are you going?" ”

Liang Qiao glanced outside, and said with a smile: "It's not a big deal, just take revenge." ”

The old man happily: "Okay, report it, just don't splash it upstairs on me." ”

The CBD has always been very green, especially with this newly built building, which is surrounded by greenery. The sports car was parked under the shade of a tree, and Liang Qiao stood in front of the car, holding a brush and dipping it in a paint bucket.

It is estimated that the alarm will go off as soon as the car touches it, and it must be solved quickly.

But what to write about?

The old man stood in the doorway with his hands behind his back and watched, and raised an eyebrow in surprise when he saw her go straight to the limited-edition sports car. sighed in my heart, this girl really has the guts.

He looked up at the top right corner of the doorway, where a camera was pointing straight ahead. After a pause, he turned and headed back to the security room.

When he came out again, Liang Qiao had already begun to write, and he couldn't suppress his curiosity for a while, so he walked up and took a look.

"You're writing that well!" Before I could see the content clearly, I was first shocked by the words of the pen walking dragon snake that she brushed out with a brush, and I appreciated it more and more. It's rare to see a girl who can write so with a silver hook and iron painting, chic.

If you ignore that she is holding a paint brush instead of a brush in her hand, this posture of the wrist wandering has a bit of the aura of a pen like a flow and sweeping thousands of troops.

It's just that this content is really ......

The old man shook his head, unseemly, too unseemly.

The last horizontal hook, Liang Qiao's painting is particularly chic and vigorous. After finishing the brush, she admired her masterpiece and was very satisfied. While scraping off the remaining paint on the brush on the edge of the barrel, she smugly raised her eyebrows at the old man: "How is it, are you impressed by my talent?" ”

The old man commented sternly: "Serve!" But you better run quickly, and the owner will be back in a while. ”

"Let's go!" Liang Qiao carried the brush and bucket in one hand, and patted him on the shoulder with the other, "You run quickly, don't be seen and misunderstood that you wrote it, then you will be happy to run haha~"

The location of this office building is very good, and the developer does not know what strange psychology it is, and the price is set at a price that is almost 10% lower than that of an office building with the same conditions. Guan Heng came to see it twice and intended to move Guangyao's office here.

Guanyi Group's business is mainly real estate, involving finance, electrical appliances, machinery and other fields, and Guangyao Media, which has only developed in recent years, is Guanyi's first foray into the entertainment industry.

Compared with other subsidiaries closely related to Guanyi Real Estate, Guangyao Media, which Guan Heng single-handedly built, is not so much like Guan Yi's biological son, but more like a pick-up, and even the office is a small floor that was finally vacated in the Guanyi Building.

Guan Heng plans to move Guangyao out of the Guanyi Building, not because he wants to go it alone - in fact, all of Guangyao's funds come from the group, and his wings have not yet hardened - but as Guangyao Media gets bigger and bigger, and more and more artists are signed under it, so a few offices are simply not enough. Recently, Guan Yi Real Estate happened to have no vacant office space that could be allocated to him, so he had to rent it by himself.

It's just that he came to see the building, and in ten minutes, who can tell him why his car was ruined! Tread on! Finish! Which stupid x would dare to do something to his baby! Isn't it boring!

What's more: I have premature ejaculation, I am anxious to ask for a secret recipe, and I am rewarded with a lot of money, so don't disturb if I am not sincere......

It's really a beep dog, when did Lao Tzu last so long before premature ejaculation!!

"Oh, mom~" Zhang Wei covered his mouth in surprise when he saw the rows of shocking red characters, and then looked at Guan Heng whose face was already green in horror, "Boss, calm down!" Calm down! ”

"Calm down, uncle!" Guan Heng was so angry that he stretched out his feet and wanted to kick the car, but he braked halfway and forcibly took it back.

He paced a few steps on the spot irritably, and there was nowhere to vent his anger, and when he saw the mobile phone that Zhang Wei was holding, he snatched it up, put on a standard serving posture like throwing a shot put, and threw it out.

"Hey!" Zhang Wei watched as his mobile phone flew far away as if it had been launched, and finally smashed into the hard cement wall, crackling and shattering into four or five petals.

Zhang Wei: "......"

Guan Heng rolled up his sleeves and rushed to the security room violently, kicked the door open, stretched out his fingers and was about to give orders, when the old man who was making tea inside turned around.

He was stunned for a moment, quickly retracted his hand, restrained his arrogance, and called obediently: "Uncle Zhan." ”

"Guan Heng." The security room is not large, filled with various machine wires, and there is a low mahogany table in the corner, on which is a set of tea utensils. The old man was sitting at the table making tea, and pulled a small stool for him, "Come and sit." ”

Guan Heng didn't sit down, and when he saw that he was going to carry the teapot, he hurriedly stepped forward to help: "I'll come." ”

He lifted the teapot and poured the brewed tea into the teacup. The old man poured two cups of tea, handed him one, and said with a smile, "Come and taste it." This was sent back from the United States by your aunt, saying that it was much better than my tea, but I didn't drink it. ”

Guan Heng was not interested in tasting tea, and drank a glass of wine, and then glanced at the monitor on the other side, "Uncle Zhan, can I take a look at the monitoring here, my car was given at the door...... Painted flowers. He gritted his teeth and said, "I have to find out that turtle grandson!" ”

"The car outside is yours......" the old man looked regretful, "but this building has just been built, the cameras are not fully installed, and the monitoring has not been turned on." ”

Guan Heng suddenly had a constipated expression and grinded his teeth, "Did you see my car?" Did you see that turtle grandson? ”

The old man took a sip of tea, "That's it when I saw it." Where did you make an enemy? ”

Enemies...... Guan Heng stretched his leg irritably, that's too much.

The enemy didn't find it, and within a few days, another incident happened.

It was a sunny day. In the conference room on the 7th floor of Guanyi Building, the senior management of Guangyao Media is in a meeting.

The newly prepared movie is about to start shooting, but the choice of the heroine has not been decided. The executive producer recommended Meng Shuilan again, although she has never set foot on the big screen, her acting skills are obvious to all, and now she is at the peak of her popularity, and her box office appeal is quite impressive.

However, this mention was directly rejected by Guan Heng: "No, her temperament does not match." Or follow the previous list, contact one by one from the front line down, skip directly if there is no schedule, but if there is a schedule or can be adjusted, I will do my best to sign it. ”

The executive producer didn't seem to approve of it, paused, and sat down with his lips pursed.

The phone in his pocket vibrated and it was a text message from an unknown number. Guan Heng clicked it away casually, but his expression froze in an instant. On the clear and bright screen of the mobile phone, a high-definition photo is quietly displayed:

The woman in the picture has a black seal on her mouth, her hands and feet are bound with red nylon rope, and her thin skirt has been torn to shreds, and she is almost naked. Lying on his back naked, with rough brown planks underneath him. The key parts were mosaic, and the shocking red marks on the skin were clearly exposed.

The woman could be said to be unkempt, but it did not prevent Guan Heng from recognizing that it was Feng Miaomiao.

Underneath the photo, there is a short line of words:

-- "The fourth workshop of the Western Suburbs Glass Factory." ”