Walking to the door, Fu Jinxing saw that there were two middle-aged women in work uniforms who were busy inside, which should be the housekeeping workers in Xiaoya's mouth.

The door was not closed, and he walked straight inside.

"Hey, who are you? We're cleaning and you can't come in! ”

One of the women hurriedly walked over and stretched out her hand to stop her.

Fu Jinxing didn't talk nonsense, he directly took out his wallet, took out a few large banknotes from it, and stuffed them into her hands.

"I'll just take a look, you do what you do, leave me alone."

He said with a blank face, and walked into the living room.

Fu Jinxing's actions made the two women look at each other, and they were all stunned for a while.

However, the power of money should not be underestimated.

They immediately stopped talking, stepped aside, and divided the hundreds of dollars.

Song Zhixing and Xiaoya followed behind, also standing at the door, and looked inside.

The layout of the rooms here is almost exactly the same as the apartment where Xiaoya lives, and the property seems to know the preferences of the owners, and they also have a lot of experience in terms of layout.

Fu Jinxing walked through the living room and into the bedroom.

He opened the closet and saw that there were still seven or eight women's clothes hanging inside, and there were several empty hangers swaying gently, and three pairs of shoes underneath.

Fu Jinxing paid attention to the size of his clothes and shoes, and found that they were exactly the same size as He Sijia's usual wear.

"What about the people who lived here before? I heard that it's a woman, it's beautiful, have you seen it? ”

At this time, Xiaoya's advantages as a woman are reflected.

She walked up to the two women and inquired curiously, with a hint of sourness in her tone.

If she had a handful of melon seeds in her hand, she would have looked like a rural woman standing under a tree at the entrance of the village.

Anyway, they couldn't work, so the two women simply chatted with Xiaoya.

One said, "I've seen it twice, and I was the one who came to work as a part-time worker before." ”

The other is more anxious than Xiaoya: "Do you look good?" ”

The woman said again: "Hey, it's very polite, I will give an extra fifty yuan every time, but I just keep my head down and say very little, I can't see it clearly!" ”

Xiao Ya secretly scolded in her heart, she is really shallow-eyed, and she can't care about anything else when she sees money!

"I've heard that she's not coming back, and someone picked her up today."

Another woman spoke mysteriously.

"What, was it kicked, or was it on top?"

Xiao Ya clasped her hands to her chest and asked deliberately.

Anyway, the woman who lives here is either abandoned by the gold owner, and can only leave in disgrace before finding the next gold owner.

Either green smoke came out of the ancestral grave, squeezed out the original wife of the gold owner, successfully ascended to the throne, moved into a villa, and became a rich wife.

"It's definitely not kicked, I think, eighty percent of it has turned over!"

As soon as the two women opened the chatterbox, they suddenly couldn't hold it back, and they couldn't stop talking.

Xiaoya had already heard the news she wanted, she didn't have the heart to listen to it anymore, so she walked to Song Zhixing's side again and gave him a look.

Song Zhixing nodded to her tacitly.

With encouragement, Xiaoya's courage also increased, and she directly grabbed his arm, and even half of her body was attached.

She wouldn't have dared to do that before.

Song Zhixing, to put it mildly, is sanctimonious.

To put it mildly, it's sullen.

He would never allow a woman to dare to be so intimate with him in front of outsiders, even if it was his wife.

The only exception is probably his daughter.

"Let go!"

Song Zhixing rebuked in a low voice.

Xiaoya tilted her head: "I'm not, isn't it a great achievement for me today?" You've got to reward me. ”

Song Zhixing's face turned pale, and he was about to get angry, but Xiaoya added with a smile: "If you don't reward me, I'll go to Mr. Fu to ask for benefits......"

She deliberately lengthened her voice.

Song Zhixing was helpless: "You give me honesty!" ”

But there was no mention of letting go or anything like that.

Fu Jinxing heard the conversation between them.

He stood in the bedroom for a moment, feeling only the familiar smell in his breath.

It should be the smell of body soap or shampoo, and a faint scent of bergamot makes you unconsciously relax.

He Sijia liked the smell the most, and every time she finished her shower, her bedroom and bathroom would fill her room.

When it was, Fu Jinxing has not paid special attention.

It was only when this familiar smell disappeared from life that he realized how dependent he was on it.

"Mr. Fu......"

After waiting for a few more minutes, Song Zhixing, who was standing in the living room, couldn't help but raise his voice and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Although he still can't understand the ins and outs of the matter 100%, seeing that Fu Jinxing has become so neurotic, Song Zhixing can basically conclude that something happened to He Sijia.

Moreover, it is still a big deal.

After a long time, Fu Jinxing walked out again.

His face was not very good, but he had already adjusted his mood: "Thank you, I'm fine." ”

Compared with the last time, Fu Jinxing felt that although he was still one step late, he was closer to her.

As soon as he thought that He Sijia was in Zhonghai, his whole body was excited.

"Just say what you need me to do, you're welcome."

Song Zhixing said.

After all, they once had a cooperative relationship, and on the project they cooperated with Fu, Song Zhixing also made a lot of money and gained a lot.

Therefore, he was much more polite to Fu Jinxing than to others.

"Not at the moment. I think that since they dare to return to Zhonghai in such a grand manner, they must have been prepared for a long time. Even if you check, you may not find anything valuable, and even your identity is probably forged......"

Listening to Fu Jinxing's words, Xiao Ya nodded again and again: "That's right, I have already gone to the property to ask, and the tenant's information is a man, not a woman who lives here at all." ”

Predictable.

"Normally, if they use their real identity, I will be able to get the news from the moment they enter the country. As for the so-called facial recognition system, it is not as exaggerated as it is in the movie, at least my people can't do it for the time being. ”

Taking a deep breath, Fu Jinxing patiently explained to them.

"So what do you want to do next?"

Song Zhixing asked with some curiosity.

Because he felt that Fu Jinxing didn't look like a person who would sit still, listening to his tone, it seemed that he already had a countermeasure in his heart.

"Don't do anything yet, wait and see."

Fu Jinxing said slowly.

As soon as she heard this, Xiaoya couldn't help but blurt out: "What kind of man are you, even your wife was taken away, and you are still so calm......

Song Zhixing hurriedly pulled her aside and stopped her from continuing.

Xiao Ya was not angry: "Don't stop me!" I didn't say anything wrong......"

For a while, the atmosphere became very awkward.

Song Zhixing apologized to Fu Jinxing in a low voice, and then left in a hurry with Xiaoya in tow.

Looking back again, Fu Jinxing also walked out of the apartment in silence.

He said that he was ready to wait and see, but he didn't really do nothing.

Fu Jinxing rushed to Fu Zhihan's house non-stop.

Recently, Fu Zhihan's body has recovered well.

He also seems to realize that health is more important than everything, so he obediently takes medicine and plays a set of Tai Chi downstairs every morning to strengthen his body.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Fu Jinxing, Fu Zhihan didn't go around in circles, and asked bluntly, "What's going on again?" ”

Hearing this, Fu Jinxing said straight to the point: "I need you to hold a press conference in advance. ”

Fu Zhihan was puzzled: "Didn't we say it......"

Fu Jinxing shook his head and said, "I suspect that Sijia is in Zhonghai now, and I have to find a way to lure Ming Ruiyuan out." ”

"You're actually being played around by a little hairy child!"

Fu Zhihan looked at him with a mocking expression.

"Whatever you say, I'm not in the mood to fight with you, I just ask you if you want to cooperate with me."

Turning his face down, Fu Jinxing said angrily.

"I know, you're a rat trap, and you're worried that something will happen to your wife, so you don't dare to do anything to that kid. It's really a dragon giving birth to a dragon, a phoenix giving birth to a phoenix, the son of a mouse will make a hole, and sure enough, it is the son of a gangster, if this second young master of Ming learns about his life experience, I don't know if he will be so crazy! ”

Patting the armrest of the sofa, Fu Zhihan said with a sneer.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart, Fu Jinxing raised his eyebrows.

He thought, Fu Zhihan was right, he was indeed too gentleman before, so he was led by the nose of the little bastard Ming Ruiyuan.

Thinking about it now, even if He Sijia is in his hands, he doesn't need to be too jealous.

"I know how to do it, you can arrange it as soon as possible."

Fu Jinxing didn't waste time, after saying what he wanted to say, he turned around and left.

"Wait!"

Fu Zhihan suddenly stopped him.

"What the hell is you...... Still not getting better? ”

He asked, hesitantly.

Fu Jinxing didn't turn around, but stood in place, lowered his eyes, and his voice was very cold: "She doesn't need to get better." ”

Every time he thought of what happened that day, he closed his eyes, and every word Mei Yan said would ring in his ears, and he really couldn't forgive her.

But he couldn't kill her with his own hands.

So, now is the best ending.

Back at the company, Fu Jinxing called Luo Xue and instructed her what he was going to do.

After she listened, her face was solemn.

"Questions?"

Fu Jinxing asked.

Luo Xue immediately shook her head: "I'll do it!" ”

Although she is not as close as Zhao Xueli's relationship with the media, she is also from a public relations background, and her business level is not bad, plus there is a golden sign of Fu Jinxing, no one dares to underestimate Fu's assistant to the president.

Therefore, as soon as I received Luo Xue's call, several well-known media all sent people over.

In addition to the mainstream media, Luo Xue also contacted a public relations company with a good reputation and screened a number of self-media public accounts with high gold content.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is owed.

It's past eight o'clock in the evening, prime time.

Almost without warning, a bombshell news appeared on the Internet.

An anonymous person broke the news, and the content directly refers to a human tragedy caused by school violence that happened more than ten years ago.