Chapter 11: New Love, Old Love

Compared with Zhang Li, he thinks that I am a better person to control, so he will push me to that position.

And he, who has always been scheming, was afraid that I would pick out something, so he called him to the office and said these things.

"Okay, everyone is gone, and I don't want to say anything about her." He's got his right points up to the point.

I looked down at the document, "Well, I'll go back first."

In the evening, I looked through the contact information of those partners in the document and called them one by one. It is estimated that Zhang Li said something in advance, and the person on the phone just heard that I was from the Song family, and hung up the phone with a snap, and there were few people who kept it.

Unexpectedly, Director Zhang's relationship with customers is quite iron.

I told Song Gui the truth about this matter, and he expressed his regret.

The wind and waves were calm, more than a month later.

Song Mingzhu's wedding was suddenly advanced, and Song Gui didn't say why, but his face was very unsightly at that time.

I don't think it's a good thing, and I don't want to step on this troubled water.

I looked through the calendar and found that there was still a week left before Song Mingzhu's wedding.

I didn't want to go, so I deliberately signed up for the foreign investigation team of the major companies, and the time just staggered to attend Song Mingzhu's wedding, so there was a good reason not to go.

After Song Gui found out, he found me the day before the investigation team left, with a bitter face.

"At that time, Mingzhu came to me with him, saying that he was going to get married, and he also mentioned a little about you during the period, but he said that the relationship with you has passed, and you haven't mentioned this person much, so I didn't think much about it...... Weiwei, you tell me first, is it true that he said? ”

I lowered my eyelids and said in a calm voice: "Yes, it's over, I have nothing to do with him."

"Then why don't you go to your sister's wedding? She said that the person she wants to see the most is you. ”

I was silent and looked up: "But Mr. Jiang ...... It's hard to resist hospitality. ”

Song Gui was stunned for a moment, and looked at me in surprise: "What do you mean, Jiang Yuan invited you to that investigation group?"

I hesitated and nodded. I told this lie very naturally: "I think that if I can have a long-term cooperative relationship with Yunzhou, it will be harmless to the Song family."

He stood up and nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, yes, your consciousness is very good!"

"What about the wedding?"

"It's okay, I'll explain Mingzhu."

……

The investigation team is mainly sent by major local companies to go abroad to understand the market.

Of course, it is limited to companies that are interested in marketing abroad, and it is useless to go to other companies.

And with this strength, Yunzhou is inevitable, followed by Jiahe, Song, Yu, and Tang Qi.

Each company sends one or two representatives, for a total of no more than ten people.

A day later.

I sat on the plane and exhaled quietly, this time to the United States.

United States......

He came back from the United States.

There were seven people in total.

In addition to the people in Jiahe, other strangers, or just people who have met one or two people who have talked about cooperation before.

It's not very cooked.

After getting off the plane, stay at a hotel that has been booked in advance.

The first stop is to meet the American merchants arranged by Yunzhou, at ten o'clock tomorrow morning.

It was already late at night after settling my luggage, and I was lying on the window blowing the cold wind and took out my phone.

I found a number and dialed it.

"Haven't found out yet?"

"Not yet. The Jiang family couldn't find out anything about that person's identity, and it was the first time I had encountered such a tricky problem...... Could it really be that you recognized the wrong person? ”

I was silent for a few seconds.

For so long, nothing was found.

Halfway through, I said, "Check again, from four years ago, don't let go of any details."

"Okay."

I put away my phone and stood in front of the window for a while before returning to my bedroom.

I interviewed many people with the investigation team, and I also recorded some real information, and at the end of the day.

I couldn't help but be anxious, seeing that the investigation team was about to leave the United States, but there was no news from there.

I was hesitant to call the man, but he happened to call at that time.

"Miss Jiang, turn on the computer now, and I'll send you a photo."

"Okay."

The photo is a graduation photo.

"This is a group photo of a graduate of an American university, you can see if there is anyone you are looking for."

I took a closer look and was sure, "No."

"Sure enough."

I wondered, "What do you mean?"

"The personal information says that he studied at this university, I checked, it should be this class, but there is no him on the graduation photo, which is a suspicious point."

My phone almost slipped out of my hand, and my voice trembled slightly: "And then?"

"I found the person in the photo and asked, and there was no one named Jiang Yuan in the four years of their college year. But this school did have a person named Jiang Yuan. ”

"I guess, maybe this Jiang Yuan is the person you are looking for, but he came to the United States four years ago to study and study for a master's degree. That's all we know so far. ”

"Good ......"

I paused and said, "I know, I'll pay the balance when it's over."

I calmed down and slowly sat down on the bed.

Yingbai, it's you, definitely.

There is still more than a day left for the plane back to China, and the investigation team has the last day left for everyone to make their own arrangements.

I heard that he lives alone all year round when he studies abroad.

I found his former home, a single apartment near a university, with a newsstand downstairs.

There was a bench downstairs, and I sat on it, silent, staring at the closed window from time to time.

Eating alone, going home alone, at sunset and dusk, one sits by the window reading a book, one is in a daze, no one asks me about the porridge and warmth, and no one stands at dusk with me.

Is he like this, a person who has been like this in the United States for four years.

The window suddenly opened, and a pair of thin white hands poked out, and the sunlight sprinkled softly on the back of the hand.

I stood up, ran upstairs, and knocked on the door hard: "Gu Yingbai, open the door, Yingbai!"

The door opened, and he was a very young man, very white skin, and very delicate.

"Yingbai ......" is not him.

I timidly withdrew my hand: "I'm sorry, I, I recognized the wrong person."

I took a step back and turned to leave, only to hear the words coming out of his mouth.

"Yingbai ......?" He paused and asked behind me, "Miss, is it Gu Yingbai?"

I suddenly turned around and looked at him in shock: "Do you know him......

He said, "I don't know each other, but I know a little bit...... Do you know Senior Brother Jiang Yuan? ”

I took two steps closer: "I know him."

He smiled, the kind of smile that was shining on his lips and teeth exactly the same as Yingbai's, and he pointed inside.

"Come in and talk about it."

He brewed two cups of coffee, and then began to talk about Jiang Yuan.