"It's a pity that Han Chengyu has Zheng Zairan, otherwise it would be a good choice. Except for the expressionless face, the other conditions are still good. ”

Jiang Meina's eyes narrowed, and she pulled out a huge stiff smile and came to her eyes. "Don't you know, he rejected my sister, can he still take a fancy to me?

The exact time is unknown, it was about last year, this time last year. As the legal agent of the antique city, his father admired him very much. It is suggested that he consider marrying Jung Jae-ran, who is in a relationship, so that he can take him as the leader and manage the company after his father retires.

Guess what he said, he didn't agree! Jiang Meina gloated. He also said that I was short-sighted, and in this world, I am not alone in not much interest in money. Fellow travelers. ”

Has such a thing ever happened?

Che Songhe squeezed her and said, "Friend, it's not that you are not interested in money, you are not interested in money when you are rich." If you don't have the money, you'll be interested. ”

“……”

"Mina, what does your father's logistics company do?" Strawberries are so delicious, strawberries.

"Logistics company......" she stared blankly ahead.

She was generally motionless, looking straight ahead, and there were only two things. One is to keep blinking your eyes, which represents thinking. One is not blinking, which represents a daze.

"It's my aunt's company. Dad is not involved. She said slowly, "Is it my aunt's, it seems to be, it doesn't seem to be." Is it my aunt who runs it for someone else, there should be someone else. ”

"I guess, I mean, you don't know at all. Heck, you're really only suitable for opening a bookstore and getting monthly dividends. The strawberries were gone, and Che Songhe put down the salad bowl and opened the refrigerator door. No! picked up the salad bowl again, stuffed it into Jiang Meina's hand, and took Jiang Meina's bowl again.

Jiang Meina looked down.

"It's all gone?!!!"

"Are you rare Han Chengyu, since you rejected Zheng Ziran, why don't I introduce it to you. That said, I feel a little sorry for your sister. ”

Hehe. Jiang Mina let out a cold laugh. "I use you to introduce me, aren't I classmates with him?"

Che Song He grinned, too.

"Then do you like it, if you like it, you can come to work in the company, the two daughters compete for a husband, it's very exciting to think about it!"

Jiang Meina thought about it seriously. "I don't like it very much, I think he is too deep, he has no feelings, and nothing can arouse his enthusiasm. You and I are like idiots in front of him. ”

"Really!" Cha Songhe agrees very much, this is too much in line with Han Chengyu's evaluation of herself.

"Hey," Jiang Meina touched her.

"What?" She touched it again.

"You go and bring the painting you painted to Xu Langxing tomorrow. You show him, does he know himself? ”

“……”

The doorbell rings.

Jiang Meina, who went to open the door, leaned against the door frame and tilted her head to look at the person in front of her.

"Hello, Miss."

The other party looked at her and smiled.

The man was in his twenties, wearing a dark green plush sweatshirt, a black puffer vest, white pants with dark green side tracks, and white high-top sneakers. Shortly after washing, the light fragrance of the shampoo has not completely faded, and naturally dry hair is fresh and soft.

The two of them watched this for a long time.

Like the cover illustration of a romance novel, romantic.

Che Songhe put down his paintbrush, went to look for Jiang Meina, who had not come back for a long time, walked to the door, and was just about to speak, but was preempted by the young lady leaning on the edge of the door.

"Don't even speak!! Why is this person so familiar, I must remember who he is! ”

Han Chengyu saw Che Songhe coming out, leaned into the door, and grabbed her wrist, "Do you want to check Jiang's logistics and take you there." "Pick it up and leave.

"Don't pull me, my clothes, I'll take a coat!"

"There's it in the car, wear mine."

The small black car drove on the road for more than half an hour, and the road on both sides of the road was either factories or fields and trees, and the more they opened, the more desolate they became.

"Where are you going, and if you open again, you'll go to the countryside."

If you don't take the coat, forget it, you should bring the phone out, it's very unreliable and insecure. Especially in the car, there were only two people, her and him, the outside environment was remote, and the inside was closed. Che Songhe's heart hung as if he was playing a roller coaster.

"You're nervous?" He stared at the road ahead without squinting. "Usually not very powerful."

Yes, nervous.

The hand kept clenching into a fist.

"No, not nervous. I just don't want my life. ”

Han Chengyu smiled and said, "What pity do you have, you are not as beautiful as Zheng Zairan, and you are not as rich as Jiang Meina." ”

yes!!

Instantly, Che Songhe felt much more relaxed, "I'm a painter. She said stiffly.

Han Chengyu didn't hold back at all and laughed. "Well, a painter who hasn't painted for a few years."

Che Songhe also smiled. "Why are you dressed like this today, the style of painting has changed abruptly, it's weird and scary."

"I've always been like this."

"Isn't it, the one in the suit and tie that is combed back and doesn't smile?"

"Don't smile? Isn't it used to describe a dull old man? "The car stopped." When did you get to know me? Get off, it's here. ”

In front of me are a field of houses, and a piece of dry hard field.

It's really rural.

Han Chengyu, who took out a long black trench coat from the back of the car and changed into it, walked up to her and handed her a long black men's down jacket.

"Put it on, cold."

On behalf of the company's legal department, Han Chengyu sent condolences to Zhang Xiaoya's father, who lost his beloved daughter. Her mother, in great pain, lay in the inner room, and only her father entertained them outside.

In the old man's view, the company that has resigned can still have two leaders with relatively high positions who are concerned and make a special trip to visit them, and they are very grateful.

"Minister Zhang Xiaoya, in my hometown, do you have any information about the company?" Han Chengyu asked politely.

"Father Zhang hurriedly stood up, walked into the back room, and soon took out a letter and handed it to him.

"The information is in her own house, and the police should have taken it. This was sent here, with their company's payment, I'm afraid there is content that can't be easily seen, we didn't open it. I told her and she said she would come back and get ......"

It is a customized envelope for the enterprise, and the sender's position has the four words of Jiang's logistics and a circular sticker logo.

"When did you send this?" He asked.

"A month ago, about a month."

On the way back to the car, I passed a relatively large intersection. Han Chengyu reached out and took her hand, saying that the snow was freezing on the side of the road to avoid falling. Che Songhe thought about the circular sticker sign on the envelope's signature and followed him.

After the two got into the car, Han Chengyu opened the envelope. Inside is a photograph.

The photo is Zhang Xiaoya captured by surveillance.

Location unknown.

Cha Song-ha stared at the circular sticker on the envelope's signature.

That's a map of the letter J.

It was Xu Roujing who said that all the bodies of Jiang's Logistics, as well as the car that hit her, were pasted with J letter stickers.

A chill ran down my back and up my head.

Cold, really cold.