"Chairman, a little thing." The manager said with a smile, "It's a few wanted warrants for fugitives on the Internet, let our hotel post it in a conspicuous place, and then pay attention to it in our usual work, and if we find any suspicious people, we must report it to the police in time." ”

"Oh." Shao Jiaman didn't pay attention to it, she had a lot of affairs and couldn't stay longer.

Shao Jiaman was about to leave, but somehow, the ghost stopped again and said to the manager, "Bring the wanted warrant and show it to me." ”

The manager hurriedly handed one of them over.

Shao Jiaman received it, and his eyes fell on a color photo printed on it, which was not too clear.

The moment she saw the photograph clearly, her face suddenly lost its color.

Her fingertips holding the wanted warrant trembled, the corners of her clothes were swaying slightly, her eyes were slightly dilated, and her whole person seemed to be lost.

But everyone else was behind her, and no one noticed what was wrong with her.

A few seconds later, Shao Jiaman closed his eyes, only felt that his throat was astringent, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "That's it, I'll go first." ”

"The chairman walks slowly."

Outside the hotel.

Shao Jiaman got into the car, took a few deep breaths, and said with difficulty again: "Xiao Zhou, you go first, I want to go back." ”

"Chairman, aren't there still Huijing and Liyuan that haven't been there?" Secretary Xiao Zhou asked,

"I'm not going today, I'm not feeling well, send me back first."

Secretary Xiao Zhou took a few looks, and sure enough, he found that Shao Jiaman's face was pale and seemed to be in poor health, and he said worriedly: "Chairman, why don't I accompany you to the hospital to have a look." ”

"It's all said to send me back first!" Shao Jiaman had a cold face and said sharply.

Secretary Xiao Zhou didn't dare to ask any more, and hurriedly instructed the driver to drive more smoothly before closing the door.

The car started.

Shao Jiaman leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes tightly, and said nothing, as if he was closing his eyes to recuperate.

But below, she clutched the piece of paper tightly in her right hand, not even noticing that her long, well-trimmed nails had been broken.

A few minutes later, Shao Jiaman opened his eyes and saw a small park on the side of the road, and suddenly said, "Stop." ”

The driver pulled the car over.

Shao Jiaman got out of the car and walked into the small park with a blank expression, and waited until there was no one around, she picked up the wanted notice again tremblingly and put it in front of her.

She glanced at the unfamiliar name "Kwan Junxiong", and then stared at the photo above.

Shao Jiaman's whole mind was completely messed up.

She couldn't think, and after breathing hard in the cold winter air for a long time, she slowly woke up a little.

After a while, she closed her eyes again, trying to calm the sudden chaos and dispel the thunder rolling in her head. But after a while, as if she didn't believe it was true, she opened her eyelids again, took the piece of paper closer, looked at it carefully, and read it word by word against the black font on it.

It wasn't until finally that she collapsed limply on a park bench.

Holding his face, he whimpered in a low voice, and the wanted warrant in his hand fell to the ground.

Above is a picture of a man in his twenties.

Although more than ten years have passed, his appearance has changed a lot, and it is difficult to judge his identity just by taking photos, but how could Shao Jiaman not recognize him?

At the lowest point in her life, the man above came into her life.

It's just that at that time, he wasn't called "Guan Junxiong" on this piece of paper, but-

"Yuan Feng".