78, Pujiang Fog (18)

"As far as I know, a large company like Ann's usually has a dedicated person who is responsible for arranging the daily schedule of the executives, right?" Ge Bin asked.

"Well, that's right." An Xin agreed, "My uncle's daily itinerary is arranged by his personal secretary. ”

"Will this secretary also go on a business trip with your uncle?"

"Yes, he is responsible for all of my uncle's schedules, so I have to be by his side at all times."

"Does he only follow your uncle during working hours, or does he follow your uncle almost all the time?" In order to make his question more specific and clear, Ge Bin added, "For example, if your uncle has a dinner or something like that, will he also follow?" ”

"It depends on what kind of dinner it is, if it's a private party, such as our family's family reunion, or he attends a private party hosted by a friend, his secretary won't follow." An Xin thought about it for a while, and added, "But if this kind of gathering has something to do with business activities, or if he needs the secretary to handle some things for him afterwards, he will also take the secretary with him." In addition, our family's family gatherings during the Chinese New Year usually invite my uncle's personal secretary and some senior executives of his company to attend. ”

"Understood, just like after Enron's accident last time, he would bring his personal secretary with him, just to facilitate him to arrange Enron's funeral, right?"

"That's pretty much it." Anxin gave an affirmative answer, and then she asked, "Why do you keep asking my uncle's private secretary?" What does this have to do with Zhonghui? Did he do anything to hurt Zhonghui? ”

After Ge Bin thought for a while, he slowly opened his mouth to explain to Anxin what Xu Zhonghui had called the police. He tried to be as careful as he could with his words, not wanting to provoke a strong reaction from Anxin.

"How so? Are you mistaken? ”

"How could Lisa's father make a mistake in receiving the report himself? I'm currently conducting a preliminary investigation, and if we find out that there is any doubt about your uncle's movements that day, we may have to file a case. ”

"Say that my uncle killed Enron by mistake? It's absolutely impossible. Zhonghui may have done such a ridiculous thing because An Ran's death hit him too hard, and he was confused for a while. After Anxin emotionally defended the two, he turned to question Ge Bin, "But you should know the contradiction between him and my uncle, he went to report the case to you, why didn't you stop him and persuade him?" ”

"My eldest lady, how do you know that I didn't persuade you?" Ge Bin was bitter, "He came to me last night, and I persuaded him at that time, but he didn't listen to him at all, so he had to go his own way, what could I do?" ”

"Then you ignore him and kick him out of the police station." Anxin stubbornly protested.

"We can't do this, the city bureau has regulations, now everyone who comes to report the case, must be reported, and those who violate the regulations will be complained about and punished." Ge Bin patiently explained.

An Xin was speechless for a while, and after being silent for a long time, she spoke again: "Even if my uncle was not in the villa that afternoon, it doesn't prove that he must have gone to the old mansion!" ”

"Yes." Ge Bin agreed with her, "That's why I just wanted to repeatedly check with you whether his personal secretary has been following him, if someone else can prove that he didn't go to your old house that day, we can give him a clean slate." ”

"What if his personal secretary wasn't with him that day? Isn't it impossible to prove his innocence? An Anxin asked in a low mood.

"Are you so unconfident in your uncle? Didn't you insist just now that this was Xu Zhonghui's confused false accusation? Why are you not confident now? ”

"I'm worried about what if the secretary wasn't with my uncle that day, and your police didn't carefully verify it and framed a good person?" Anxin said anxiously.

"So you doubt our police's ability to handle cases!" Ge Bin smiled dumbly.

"Didn't there be several cases on the news that the police failed to handle the case, causing good people to be wronged and suffering lawsuits for more than ten years?"

"Even if you don't trust the police in other places, don't you trust us and me?"

Such a question, from Ge Bin's mouth, became a comfort.

Anxin was silent.

"Don't worry, I'll check it out carefully. It will not only return your uncle's innocence, but also block Xu Zhonghui's mouth. That's why I didn't forcibly stop him from reporting the crime when I knew he was making false accusations. Actions speak louder than words. Convincing him with evidence is more convincing than empty preaching, and it can also stop the doubt and anger in his heart. Ge Bin analyzed his thoughts and intentions one by one, "If I forcibly prevent him from reporting the case today, even if he succeeds, it will only be a temporary success." His prejudice against your uncle is so deep, in the case of guilt, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no recurrence. Only by letting him see is believing, he will not use this matter to cause trouble again in the future. ”

A sincere and frank statement made peace of mind moved.

"I didn't expect you to have such good intentions, I was too cautious, and I actually blamed you just now......"

"It's okay, I don't mind." Ge Bin laughed freely.

"Thank you."

"Do we still need to thank each other?" Ge Bin replied disappreciatively.

"Yes, you always understood me, but I always misunderstood you." Anxin said gloomily.

"Peace of mind." Ge Bin called softly.

"Hmm." Respond with peace of mind.

"Don't misunderstand me anymore from now on, can you trust me with all your heart?"

When Ge Bin asked this sentence nervously, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated again, and his chest fell together like a drum.

"Okay."

Anxin gave her answer without hesitation. Ge Bin's heart warmed, and a stream of heat erupted, spreading all the way down his neck to his face and ears.

When Lin Xuan walked in from outside the door, he happened to bump into Ge Bin showing an unnatural shyness, so he teased: "Why is your face so red?" Is the air conditioner too hot? ”

Ge Bin glanced up at him, then looked behind him, and asked angrily, "Why are you alone, that yellow-haired girl?" ”

"The director had something to look for her and was called away." After Lin Xuan finished answering, he sat back in his seat, picked up the water cup on the table and drank it in a big gulp.

Ge Bin didn't pay any attention to him, continued to talk to Anxin, and hung up the phone only after asking for the contact information of An Huaisheng and his personal secretary and the address of An's Group.

After Anxin ended the call with Ge Bin, it was always difficult to calm down, and after a period of thinking about it, she dialed Xu Zhonghui's phone.

At about eight o'clock in the evening of the same day, Anxin appeared at the door of the "Angel" bar on Xuezi Road. At this time, Xu Zhonghui was already sitting in the position where he was talking to Ge Bin the day before yesterday. The soft light cast from the window behind him sprinkled a layer of pale gold around him, but even such a warm tone could not neutralize the cold chill that exuded from his body, only making his face more and more ethereal in the chaotic light.

Anxin walked across from Xu Zhonghui and sat down. Xu Zhonghui looked her up and down, and saw that she was dressed in casual clothes that night, with a high ponytail with a black short down jacket, light-colored jeans, and a pair of black sneakers on her feet.

"Didn't you work overtime today?" Xu Zhonghui waited for Anxin to finish ordering a drink before he teased, "I remember that someone obviously rejected my invitation yesterday, saying that he was busy with work. ”

"That's how it was intended." An Xin said calmly, "Later, I thought again, no matter what, this is a festival after all, even if I can't do it, but I can't hinder others from celebrating the festival." There are many people who need to relieve the stress of daily life through various festivals. ”

"It's getting more and more like a boss." Xu Zhonghui quipped.

Ke Anxin seemed to have heard of it, and his face was gloomy: "And grandpa's health doesn't seem to be very good in the past two days, and my uncle went on a business trip again today, so I simply gave everyone a half-day vacation and went back to accompany grandpa for an afternoon." ”

"Grandpa, what's wrong with him?" Xu Zhonghui's indifferent face finally rippled.