She was really tired, lying on the soft bed, and she didn't care about packing her luggage, her eyelids became heavy little by little, and finally fell asleep.

It's a pity that she didn't have any good dreams, in the dream, Su Zhihao's kiss was particularly ridiculous, he kissed her under the gaze of everyone, and then let out a mocking laugh.

One night, I woke up many times because of such dreams.

I got up and put on my face, and looked at the clock just after eleven o'clock in the evening, when the servant who had been guarding outside heard that there was finally movement inside, knocked on the door, and with Huang Zhen'er's consent, walked into the room with a piece of paper and a pen, and put the things in hand on the desk.

Huang Zhen'er noticed that the maid was wearing gloves when she was holding a pen and paper, probably for fear of finding fingerprints, Su Zhihao would find here, it seems that the security measures here, as Lin Rui promised, are absolutely foolproof, even such a small detail has been noticed.

"What should I write?" Huang Zhener asked.

The maid followed President Zhang's instructions. Word by word: "You just write on this piece of paper that everything is safe, just sign it, and we will take care of the rest." ”

"Why are you writing this?"

"This can reassure Su Zhihao and others, the action to find you will not be too big, and the studio also has an explanation, after all, it is not just one person who is looking for Miss Huang now, the more they are reassured, the safer you will stay here." The maid seemed to be well-trained, and she clearly said these words word by word, and Huang Zhen'er thought about it, it did make sense.

Su Zhihao didn't know what to do, but if Song Siyuan knew that he was gone, I was afraid that things would be a big problem, maybe she would go to Henan Town again, she didn't know if it was really compared, that obvious Henan Town was powerful or this mysterious Zhang Changqi was high, in short, if writing a few words could reduce the impact of these things, then why wouldn't she do it?

So she picked up the pen and wrote according to the maid's words, and handed the letter to the maid, and after she confirmed that the content was correct, she stepped back in front of Huang Zhen'er as before, bowed and left.

Lying back on the bed again, she thought about what Su Zhihao might have become anxious about now, but even if he was anxious, what he did today really made her unforgivable.

As soon as the letter was written, it was immediately sent to the studio, but there was no one in the factory, and the messenger just shoved the piece of paper through the gap, and when he heard the paper fall to the floor, he confirmed that the task was completed and left.

The next morning, Song Siyuan was the first to come to the studio, he saw an abrupt piece of paper on the ground, picked it up, and immediately turned blue.

He hurriedly called Su Zhihao, he also didn't sleep all night, only slept for less than two hours, at this time on the way here, he was originally a little impatient with Song Siyuan's call, but when he heard the news about Huang Zhen'er, his spirit immediately came.

"What is written in the letter?"

"I didn't write anything, just said that she was all right, she just wanted to go out and breathe, what the hell is going on?"

"I'll explain it to you when I get to the studio, I can't say it right now."

Cutting off the phone, he stepped on the accelerator again, now he is the only one in this car, even if he drives fast, he doesn't have the scared curse in the past, a sense of loneliness hits, Su Zhihao tried not to think about it, didn't Song Siyuan say it just now? She said that she was just going to get some air, there would be no danger, and she should be back in a few days.

But...... Son, where have you hidden?

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Sitting at a long table carved from mahogany that imitates the Baroque period, President Zhang and Huang Zhen'er were on their side, and J.L. was also there, but he didn't sit down, just raised his eyebrows and watched Huang Zhen'er's every move.

In his lifetime, he really didn't want to be such a woman who could arouse his curiosity, but this curiosity is not love, but a simple desire to explore the details of the other party, to know what kind of person she is, this may be related to his past background, no one can guarantee that this seemingly non-threatening girl will not become his enemy in the next second.

However, he really thought too much about Huang Zhen'er's concerns.

The servants served breakfast one after another, one for each of the Western and Chinese styles, everything was not sloppy, the basic dishes such as Western-style soup and Dutch eggs were not less, and the Chinese style was even more troublesome, there were several small dishes in front of a bowl of porridge, Huang Zhener thought to herself, she was not a big stomach, how could she eat so many things, if she could, she would challenge the food program that compared the amount of food.

However, President Zhang only has simple rice porridge in front of him, and two snacks that he likes to eat on weekdays.

Doesn't the host eat worse than the guest, right?

Just when he was in doubt, President Zhang spoke.

"Because I don't know what Miss Huang likes to eat, I have prepared a little bit in the kitchen, which saves trouble." The voice is not loud, but it is atmospheric.

If Huang Zhen'er knew how big this President Zhang was, I was afraid that she wouldn't even be able to sit on a chair, she wanted to ask, but she didn't think it was polite, and Lin Rui couldn't throw her to a place where there would be danger, right? It doesn't matter if she's facing a dragon or a tiger, as long as she doesn't bite anyone.

picked up the spoon and chose a Chinese meal, and the maid next to her immediately quickly put away the Western-style breakfast, which did not take up much space.

After tasting it, this rice porridge is definitely not ordinary and casually boiled, not only is it rotten, it melts in the mouth, it is like mud, and it also has a sweet aftertaste. She had to take care of her image and feast, but this was introduced by Lin Rui, she was thick-skinned enough, so she also had to leave some for Lin Rui, right?

So she ate slowly, feeling the taste of the rice porridge melting in her mouth.

Seeing that she was happy to eat, President Zhang, the host, also felt that he was in a good mood, beckoned, and asked people to add a second bowl to Huang Zhen'er.

When it was time to move on to the second bowl, President Chang suddenly mentioned an important matter.

"The letter you wrote yesterday, I have sent someone to the studio, and now it should have been discovered, my eyeliner said that the studio has nothing else to do for the time being, and Su Zhihao is also filming obediently, so you should be at ease."

Eyeliner? When did this President Zhang arrange for eyeliner to go to the studio? And this advertisement should have nothing to do with him at all, what is this waste of manpower for? Or do rich people like this, and they get involved in everything?

Perhaps seeing Huang Zhen'er's problem, he smiled, and Chairman Zhang opened his mouth to explain.

"What about people, I only inserted it last night, the studio was originally a place where dragons and snakes were mixed, you may not have heard this story, there is a wanted criminal in order to avoid tracking, he actually became an extra, and ran to the barren mountains and mountains to film."

This Huang Zhen'er really hasn't heard of it, and now it sounds like a fantasy.

"Anyway, I've arranged everything for you, so you can rest here!"