Chapter 1 Who Is That Man?

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Early in the morning, Xing Fei stomped her feet downstairs in the cold wind and waited, looked at her watch from time to time, and then looked at the media peers around her, muttering in her heart, this new president is really a piece of fat that everyone wants to take a bite of.

She was originally a reporter in charge of criminal cases, but today she was waiting here hungry and freezing because of her colleagues in the economic team who helped prepare for the wedding.

"It's coming, it's coming! Here it comes! The waiting crowd suddenly became noisy.

As soon as a black Bentley stopped at the gate, the "exclusive" reporters of dozens of media instantly swarmed up, and the frozen and stupid Xing Fei was isolated in an instant.

The four bodyguards were waiting by the car early, the man's slender legs stepped out first, and then bent over, wearing a straight suit and windbreaker, his face was cold, and there was no response in the face of the reporter's bombardment.

Xing Fei adhered to the professionalism of the reporter, while complaining about the so-called "exclusive" interview, she squeezed forward with all her might, and just stood firm, but the moment she saw the man's face, her head "buzzed" for the first time, and she was stunned in place.

She stared at the man who was held by the stars, and the wounds that had been buried deep by time were all lifted up with his appearance.

……

"He's dead! Don't show up in front of us anymore! ”

The words of the Yan family still echoed in her ears, and the pain of many years was like the next day, and she did participate in the funeral that year, didn't that young man pass away a long time ago, and who is the person with the same face now???

She rubbed her eyes vigorously, making sure she wasn't dazzled.

How can there be people in the world who look so alike? How can it be?!

This is the Yan family's business, this man is the Yan family, if it's not Yan Yuan, who is it?

Could it be that Yan Yuan still has an identical brother? How could I not know?

Xing Fei's brain was in a mess, and with the only remaining reason, she immediately took out her mobile phone and made a phone call to her colleague Guan Guan, "I'll help you complete this case all the way, leave it to me, that's all!" After saying that, she closed the phone with a "snap", and kept calling her "hey" on the other end of the phone, despite the confused Guan Guan.

Seeing a group of people walking towards the company with a group of people around the man, Xing Fei knew that it was impossible to have an exclusive interview today, so she turned around and left, deciding to come alone the next day.

That night, Xing Fei almost didn't sleep all night, and her head was almost full of the man's cold face. It's him? Not him? Who's that? She's going to have to figure it out!

So early the next morning, Xing Fei came to the front desk with heavy dark circles under her eyes and lied that she had made an appointment for an interview. The front desk called the president's office, Xing Fei was worried that the lie would be exposed, but she didn't expect the secretary on the rooftop to reply with a smile that the president was in a meeting and asked her to wait.

It doesn't seem that difficult! So she waited on the side, sat down for a while, stood up for a while, was in a daze, walked around with her head down, and couldn't calm down for a second.

Unexpectedly, the secretary actually brought her breakfast, and when it was close to noon, she also specially brought lunch, Xing Fei was a little amazed that big companies treat people differently.

It was only after work that the secretary asked her to go back with a smile, saying that the president had temporarily added a meeting today, and would not leave the conference room from now until tomorrow morning, and asked her to go back first and come back tomorrow.

……

At this moment, on the upper floors of this building, the man watched the night fall through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the tall figure seemed to merge with the black.

Ji Bei walked into the office, and when he saw this scene, he only felt a sense of depression, so he took a breath and sat on the sofa casually, "Do we want to continue to fight for a broken copyright drama?" ”

"Or you're going to have some criminal case?" The man replied lightly.

Ji Bei pursed his lips when he heard it, picked up the red wine and drank it alone.

The phone on the desk broke the silence in the room, and the man who had not moved quickly walked to the table and pressed the button to connect, Ji Bei was frightened by his sudden movement and splashed red wine.

"Damn, you."

"President, she just left." The standard female voice echoed in the room, and Ji Bei stopped wiping his suit.

"Let her see me tomorrow afternoon." After saying that, he cut it off.

Ji Bei raised his eyebrows, feeling a hint of unusualness.

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