The third phase of the Gemdale shantytown is the development project of the Su Group, which she mentioned at the police station, covering a total area of 205,000 square meters, involving the relocation of a paper mill and the relocation of 300 poor residents. It is adjacent to Yinsu's private villa area, which is next to the land deed that Mo Chuxin got from Qiao Wenxuan. Gemdale Phase III continues the low-density scenario in the heart of the first ring of the city, creating a new classic life with an ultra-low plot ratio of 1.43 in the center of the park. The new French-style urban villa landscape garden interprets the elegance of time. The interior is also designed with a 7,000-square-meter private club, which is equipped with top standards; Including 32-storey high-rise, 17-storey small high-rise and 5- and 6-storey elevator bungalows; Deeply personalized livable products, with an area range of 90-180 square meters, fully meet the needs of rich life......

Mo Chuxin read the whole project and intuitively felt that there were only three words: big project.

But what can she do with such a big project?

Mo Chuxin closed the file, put it on the table, and asked calmly, "What do you need me to do?" ”

"Tell us what you think of this project." Su Yichen put down the white porcelain teacup in his hand, his slender fingertips crossed the exquisite patterns, and his movements were elegant and noble.

"A big project that doesn't make money by word of mouth!" Mo Chuxin's concise summary.

Su Yichen's eyes shone slightly, a slight jaw head agreed, opened the drawer at hand sideways, took out an A4 paper from it and pushed it in front of Mo Chuxin, a Parker gold pen was placed on the paper, the sun shone the pen body golden, gold and clean pure white matching, revealing concise and capable.

"This is your first case in the company, Vice President Su!"

“？！” Su Yichen's words made Mo Chuxin slightly stunned, and then he looked at the piece of paper carefully, it was a letter of appointment, appointing Miss Su Jingruo as the vice president of Su's Group.

In a moment of Mo Chuxin's hesitation, Su Yichen lightly threw out a sentence, "Don't you want to see how much support I give you?" Now that my sincerity has arrived, it's up to you! After the words fell, he picked up the black tea on the table and took another sip on his lips.

The tea is fragrant with a faint floral aroma, which is a special taste of Tingbula tea in Ceylon black tea, and there is a faint feeling of coolness in the nose, which is the result of mixing mint. The black tea and white mist at hand curled, the intoxicating fragrance of flowers seemed to blur her eyes, and seemed to be invigorated by the coolness, she picked up the pen, the tip of the pen slowly approached the paper, and the place where the payment stopped, and a few juanxiu handwriting jumped on the paper:

Su Jingruo

At this moment, from this moment on, there is no more Su Jingruo in the world, she is Su Jingruo.

After signing, Su Jingruo pushed the letter of appointment back in front of Su Yichen, who picked up the pen and signed his name.

"Try this tea, Steward Mu made it for you."

"Thank you."

Su Jingruo picked up the teacup and just put it to her lips, remembered something, and asked, "Are you going to work tomorrow?" ”

"Yes."

His answers were still brief, every time, and he never explained her question much or said a word of nonsense.

The melodious violin bell sounded, interrupting the dull afternoon tea time of the two, Su Yichen glanced at the number and did not answer, Su Jingruo saw that he didn't want to be heard, got up and quietly exited the study, and closed the door.

The slender hand swiped the keypad lock, leaned lazily against the back of the chair to the window, and looked at the blue sky.

He replied in a deep voice: "Hey." ”

The person on the other end of the phone seemed to be saying something, which caused Su Yichen's dissatisfaction, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and then tightened more and more, and after a few minutes of silence, he finally spoke.

"Remember, I'm not your pawn. I have my bureau, how to do it, I know better than you. ”

Hang up the phone and don't give the other party any chance to refute, this is him, Su Yichen who is not bound by others.

Back in the room, Su Jingruo turned on the computer, set up a secret folder and typed a paragraph:

On May 12, 20XX, I took back my home. Although it was just a burned-out frame, the first step was a success.

In the few years of university life abroad, she did not live a luxurious life like other rich ladies, but worked harder and took a computer subject. So, there won't be a second person who can find this folder on her computer but her.

What does this self-confidence come from, I'm afraid you have to ask about the snake virus crisis that caused a sensation in the United States at that time, and the person who conquered the virus was codenamed Luan Niao on the Internet, which was her - Mo Chuxin.

In retrospect, her fate is similar to that of Luanniao. On the road ahead, she didn't know how long she would have to fly, and she kept flying......

Turning off the computer, she put away the title deeds on the table, along with the manuscripts left by her father, placed them on the mural on the wall and glued them.

When he walked out of the door, the corridor was empty, and people didn't come up on this floor often, especially after Su Yichen came back, during this time, Su Jingruo more or less understood some of his living habits.

For example, I like to be quiet, like to read, and like to be alone...... Therefore, every time he returned to the villa, the servants on the third floor were basically not allowed to disturb him again.

In the afternoon, Su Yichen was about to leave the villa by car, and when he left, he asked Min Yansheng to send a mobile phone, and Su Jingruo nodded his head when he took it, indicating thank you.

Min Yansheng turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Su Jingruo, "Mr. Min." ”

“！” Min Yansheng paused in his footsteps and turned to look at Su Jingruo, "Miss Su, what are your orders?" ”

Su Jingruo hooked her lips shallowly, her eyes were full of sharp light, her two thin lips opened lightly, and she said with an affirmative tone: "Mr. Min, can you give me back that jade pendant?" ”

There is no foreword foreshadowing, and there is no explanation of what the jade pendant is, but it is said that let him return it, clearly convinced that the jade of 'Don't forget the original heart' is in his hands.

……

An affirmative question made the room fall into silence for a moment, the wind blew through the window, the wind chimes on the window tinkled, Min Yansheng slowly raised his head to meet Su Jingruo's eyes that were eager to bear the mood, he was not nervous, nor did he dodge the question, but stated lightly: "Miss Su, that piece of jade is not in my hands now." ”

Not here now? That's admitting that he bought it!

She spoke as slowly and calmly as she could: "Where are you now?" ”

Min Yansheng looked at the door behind him, and after confirming that it was closed, his voice sounded again, "Miss Su, you haven't forgotten the Miss Mo who is sleeping in the coffin in Mingshan Cemetery, right?" ”

"......" Su Jingruo frowned, and suddenly seemed to understand something, she stared at Min Yansheng, gradually her eyebrows stretched, and her eyes lit up.

Don't......

Min Yansheng hooked his lips and nodded meaningfully: "It seems that you understand." Goodbye, Miss Su, Mr. Su is still in a hurry to go to the company, I'll leave first. ”

Watching Min Yansheng's back disappear at the door, Su Jingruo retracted her gaze, she needed to calm down.

Since she woke up, she has never asked who died for her that night, but no matter who it is, this person is lying in the coffin with Mo Chuxin's name on his back, and to make those people believe that Mo Chuxin is dead, a lot of evidence is needed, such as a DNA identification report, or a jade pendant with Mo Chuxin's wisdom! That's what he used to make everyone believe!

Su Jingruo's eyebrows tightened again, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she unconsciously bit her fingertips, thinking and recalling. Is he really a simple businessman? It seems that the answer is no. However, it is obvious how he managed to know the Mo family well! The road to revenge in the future must not only be a battle of wits and courage, but also a high level of skill in order to protect oneself.

She slowly got up, leaned against the window, and her eyes fell on the man who leaned into the car, the door closed, the car drove away, and she withdrew her gaze.

In the Yinmei car, Min Yansheng told Su Yichen what had just happened word by word, Su Yichen's face was indifferent, he didn't care, but he just explained at the end.

"Sister-in-law Lin's background is not revealed."

"Yes."

……

On the weekend, Su Yichen made an early appointment with his colleagues to go to the golf course for leisure and entertainment, and Su Jingruo remembered a place that he had to go to - Tiandao Hall.

The people on the street were bustling, and after Su Jingruo had the last experience, she didn't want to affect her mood because of those unnecessary troubles, so she took the bus to the Tiandao Hall on Fuyuan Road.

If you want to take revenge on those people, you must not only have a good mind, but also have excellent kung fu, and it is the king to be able to protect yourself at a critical moment.

The moment Su Jingruo stood in front of the door of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, she felt a bleak autumn wind blowing in front of her, and it was cold.

She raised her head and looked at the plaque engraved with the three words of the Heavenly Dao Pavilion, and couldn't help but rub her eyebrows, but she still walked in.

As soon as she pushed the door, the thick layer of dust on the armrest made her frown again, and she switched to two fingers against the door, and walked in one flash.

The courtyard is empty, directly opposite is a big house with a red roof and inclined tiles, supported by wooden pillars under the eaves, carved with retro pattern veins, black walnut doors and windows are antique, there are several partial houses next to the east and west sides of the main house, the style is the same, there are several jacaranda trees standing in the corner of the courtyard, purple flowers bloom and hang all over the branches, like a purple flame, impacting the visual nerve. The courtyard wall is navy blue, with a black tile unicorn totem, there is a quiet beauty here, which amazes Su Jingruo's eyes and precipitates her mood.

Suddenly, a figure flashed and walked out of the house on the east side yawning, and Su Jingruo recognized it as Zheng Ye at a glance.

Slowly walked over and shouted, "Hello, Zheng Ye." ”

“！” Zheng Ye grabbed his hair, looked at the person in front of him sleepily when he raised his head, and pointed his finger: "You ......"

"I, Su Jingruo." Su Jingruo thought he had forgotten and reminded him.

“…… What to do? Zheng Ye said lazily, the feeling of ruffian was really the same as the last time in the waiting room.

"Learn taekwondo." Su Jingruo looked him straight in the eye and said.

"No female students are accepted." Zheng Ye refused.

"Then I'll come to see a friend!" Su Jingruo shrew her words.

"Friends?" Zheng Ye's thin lips were lightly squirming with playfulness, and those two words seemed to be also crowned with a taste of banter, a cold smile provoked at the corners of his lips, and his black eyes were narrow and evil, as if he was very disdainful of the word friend.

"Who's your friend?" He asked rhetorically in the affirmative.