He Yilin announced one group after another, and the person with the most votes in the audience in the group was not revealed until the end-

Jiang Yihuai.

With just over 300 spectators, he was far off from second place with nearly 100 votes, something that had never been seen before in draft history.

He stared blankly at his name on the big screen, and reacted for a long time before realizing that the final vote champion was himself, and only after being reminded by his teammates around him did he thank the camera and mentor in a daze.

Si Wei stood behind the camera on the side, naturally happy for him, although the result was expected by her.

After announcing the on-site votes, the recording ended quickly.

Jiang Yihuai trotted to Si Fang's side, and showed her his ranking this time with a smile on his face.

Si Fang did not interrupt him, but listened to him quietly, echoing a few words of praise from time to time.

And in a dark corner not far from them, a man wearing a black mask silently recorded the whole process with his mobile phone, and then passed it on to a person on his WeChat.

At the same time———

"Ding-dong-" A cell phone chime rang in an office.

A slender white hand picked up the phone and clicked on the video transmitted by the man.

After a cursory glance, her slender fingers raced across the keyboard.

"Well done, keep keeping an eye on him."

Clicking the send button, she sent down her mobile phone, revealing a cold face, she slightly hooked the corners of her mouth, and smiled imperatively, and the crimson lipstick set off her royal sister Fan even more.

Such a woman, except for An Jing, can no longer find a second person.

Her hand on the arm of the chair tapped rhythmically a few times, then slowly got up, put on an off-white blazer, and walked out of the office door.

And Anjing's destination is naturally Gu Wei's office on the top floor.

The black stiletto heels stepped on the shiny marble floor, making a crisp sound, and she took the fully transparent elevator to the eighteenth floor, all the way to Gu Wei's office, paused slightly, and pushed open the door of the black solid wood.

Gu Wei sat behind his desk, the sunlight shining in through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and his whole person was against the light, looking sacrosanct.

"Why did you come in without a phone appointment?" Gu Wei didn't look up, and said with a serious face, "An Jing, you have followed me for so many years, you know my style when I work." ”

It was precisely because she knew him too well that she did not get angry, but walked over to him step by step with her hands behind her back and said, "I have something to tell you." ”

Gu Wei glanced at her, as if he was dissatisfied with her attitude, and said coldly: "I hope you had better be in a hurry." ”

"I have asked someone to find out the information about Jiang Yihuai that you asked me to check."

She put a piece of paper on his desk, then patted the paper gently, and sighed: "He is really clean, and even once won the title of righteousness and bravery, since elementary school, he has been rated as a municipal three-good student, and he is first-class in terms of moral character, how can there be any black material." ”

"What about the family?" Gu Wei asked with a calm face.

"My mother is an ace anchor of a well-known radio station, my father is a well-known freelance photographer at home and abroad, and the two of them have opened a bookstore with charity as the main purpose."

After a moment of silence, he looked up at An Jing and continued to ask, "What about his private life?" For example, personal feelings. ”

"The relationship between men and women is even simpler and cleaner." An Jing pointed to the contents of the paper and said with a smile, "From childhood to adulthood, isn't the only girl who has a close relationship with your little niece?" ”