Highly recommended for good looks: Jian Zhiyu thought about it and looked at Tong Xinran: "I'll hand it over to you tomorrow." ”

Tong Xinran snorted coldly: "Hmph! Miss Jane was not satisfied with me as a leader, so she said bluntly, there is no need to use this excuse to prevaricate. She turned around and walked a few steps in the direction of her office, then stopped to look back at her: "If you can't hand in the design draft tomorrow morning, we'll see you in the president's office." Then he stepped into his office.

For a morning, Jian Zhiyu sat there in a daze and pondered, and even when she went to the pantry to pour water, several colleagues were discussing that the new styles of Jane's jewelry this season were made by Tong Xinran, and the design style was very different from the past.

After thinking about it for a long time, Jian Zhiyu was sure that her design draft had indeed been stolen, as for who stole her design draft?

She looked up at the surveillance camera on the roof of the office area, and an idea instantly occurred in her mind, but she might have to ask her brother for help in this matter.

After getting off work at noon, Jian Zhiyu didn't wait for Jian Muxi to come to her, and took the initiative to go to the top floor of the office building.

Until I saw the assistant at the door: "Miss Jane came to the president for lunch?" ”

Jian Zhiyu nodded and tapped twice on the door of the president's office.

Jian Muxi's voice came from inside: "Come in!" ”

Jian Zhiyu walked in with his head down.

Jian Muxi saw that it was Jian Zhiyu, and a faint smile appeared on his cold face: "Are you here?" ”

Jian Zhiyu smiled and nodded: "En!" Is my brother still busy? ”

"Right away!" Jian Muxi packed up the signed documents on the table, picked up his mobile phone and got up: "What do you want to eat at noon?" "There is a natural pampering look on his face.

"Brother......" Jian Zhiyu said with some hesitation: "I need your help with something." ”

Jian Muxi walked up to her: "What's the matter?" ”

Jian Zhiyu sorted out his words for a moment, and then looked up at him: "I want to ask you to take me to the security room." ”

Usually ordinary employees have to apply to their superiors to access the company's surveillance video, and the superior leader has to report to his superiors, and the surveillance video can only be retrieved after approval, but Jian Zhiyu doesn't want to find Tong Xinran, it is estimated that it is useless to find her, it is better to find the big boss directly.

Jian Mu frowned puzzled: "What are you going to do there?" ”

Jian Zhiyu briefly told Jian Muxi about the things that he had dropped in his design draft.

She wanted to see the surveillance footage from after work on Friday afternoon to before she went to work this morning.

Jian Muxi naturally had no objection.

Jane's Group's security control room.

Jian Muxi accompanied Jian Zhiyu to check the surveillance video, but when he first saw the surveillance after five o'clock in the afternoon on Friday, it was gone.

The manager of the monitoring security department was also at a loss, and looked at Jian Muxi with some embarrassment: "President, this video was cut for some reason." ”

Jian Muxi's eyes froze: "What's the matter?" ”

The security guard in charge of monitoring during that time said timidly: "I don't know, but I'm sure I've been staying here at that time." ”

Jian Muxi looked at him coldly: "Including going to the toilet?" ”

The security guard bowed his head.

Jian Muxi stared at the manager of the security department with a gloomy face: "Before you get off work this afternoon, give me an explanation, otherwise, you will leave with him." After that, he pulled Jian Zhiyan out of the monitoring room.

From the upstairs to the Jane's office building to the place to eat, Jian Muxi has always had a dark face and is silent.

Jian Zhiyu didn't know what he was thinking, but he wondered in his heart.

Originally, she lost the design draft, and she was in a bad mood, why is it now like her brother lost something, do you still want her to comfort him?

After thinking about it, Jian Zhiyu still asked, "Brother, what's wrong?" 166 Reading Network