There seemed to be so many people on Water Street forever, and when the crowds were crowded, Jing Zeheng saw the cautious girl at a glance.

She seems to have a rare treasure in her pocket, and the slightest glance at her can make her nervous.

Jing Zeheng's gaze lingered on her for a moment before turning to the others, his eyes squinting lightly, his gaze sweeping over the people near her.

"Boss, Cao Guan said that he found a few suspicious people near Miss today, but they didn't take any further action, so Cao Guan didn't do anything. Everything is normal on the old lady's side, and there are no accidents."

Cheng Ye's words rang in his ears again, but Jing Zeheng didn't find any suspicious figures.

There are a few who are interested in it.

"Sanskrit." He raised his voice to her.

Shen Fanyin raised his head and smiled when he saw him in the crowd.

After a few quick steps, she stopped in front of him: "Brother."

Jing Zeheng smiled at the corner of his mouth, put one hand on her shoulder, turned around and opened the car door.

She got into the car, and his vision caught a glimpse of the men who were about to move and leave in disappointment.

"What bought?"

He got into the car and glanced sideways at the black jar she was holding in her arms.

It is a porcelain jar, the style is simple and there is no pattern, and the appearance is unremarkable.

"Tyre violet dye." Shen Fanyin's eyes bent into crescent moons, "Brother, you drive slowly, there is no way for anyone in this world to be so boring to make this dye, just this point, if you sprinkle it, it will be gone."

She frowned and added, "It cost me 200,000!"

Jing Zeheng nodded with a low smile, sat up straight, and started the car slowly.

He had deliberately understood the technical terminology of designers, but Tyre violet ...... It sounds like some kind of purple.

Most of the time, he thinks that children are very powerful. She can distinguish tens of thousands of colors, can see the density and count of fabrics at a glance, and can ......

"Brother, let me tell you, the current seller is really crazy, he dares to ask me for a million for this dye that no one cares about!"

You can also bargain until the boss collapses.

Jing Zeheng listened to her with a low smile, and his mood relaxed.

"By the way, brother, do you know Brother Yin in Water Street?" Shen Fanyin asked suddenly.

"Huh?" Jing Zeheng was slightly stunned, "Who?"

"I don't know what his name is, but I know that his surname is Yin," Shen Fanyin said, "I sell everything in a mess, I heard that he has been open for five or six years." He's about 183 tall, weighs about 70 kilograms, doesn't know his age, and looks quite vicissitudes."

Jing Zeheng pondered for a moment and shook his head: "No impression."

"Oh......" Shen Fanyin frowned slightly, recalling Brother Yin's words just now, she still felt that something was wrong.

Jing Zeheng asked, "What's wrong? Did he bully you?"

"That's not it," Shen Fanyin shook his head, "It's just that he is usually a very lazy person who doesn't like to talk, but today he is overly enthusiastic, and he also asked me about my relationship with you, I feel that he wants to ask you."

Jing Zeheng raised his eyebrows slightly.

Is she worried about herself?

He smiled, saw the red light come on, and slowly applied the brakes, bringing the car to a steady stop with almost no pause.

He turned his head to look at Shen Fanyin and asked, "Then how did you answer?"

Shen Fanyin shrugged: "I said that I take my mother's surname."

Jing Zeheng smiled dumbly and rubbed her head: "Little fox."

Seeing him laugh, Shen Fanyin frowned slightly, and said very seriously, "Brother, I didn't lie to you, the last time I went to him with Mu Mu, he was watching your news, and that was when something happened to Mu Mu's family."

"Oh?" Jing Zeheng looked at her with interest, "Do you care about this kind of thing?"

Can he understand that children will care a lot about seeing themselves on someone else's TV?

Shen Fanyin: "That day, you were wearing the cufflinks I gave you, Mu Mu asked me, and I just pointed it out to her."

「……」

The green light turned on, Jing Zeheng turned around silently and started the car.

Only then did Shen Fanyin notice a touch of red on his cuffs.

The red color of garnet does not match his daily aura, and it looks a little out of harmony.

Shen Fanyin suddenly realized that the cufflinks worn by Jing Zeheng seemed to be this pair recently.

Sensing the child's gaze staring at him, Jing Zeheng glanced at her, and saw her indescribably complex expression.

Jing Zeheng: "......?"

He didn't know what was going on, so he could only divert the topic: "Don't think about that person, I have a lot of enemies, if I have to pay attention to each one, I don't have to do anything else."

Shen Fanyin: "This accustomed attitude, it turns out that you are such a hated person."

「……」

Jing Family.

The sound of the engine failed to attract anyone's attention, Jing Zeheng and Shen Fanyin entered the house side by side, and there was only Jing Muhan holding a computer in the living room.

Shen Fanyin was holding the porcelain jar, and wanted to go to the kitchen to find a sealed bag to pack the dye, so as not to accidentally drop the porcelain jar, Bi Jing's thing looked very fragile, she had to be careful.

Before she could move her steps, Jing Muhan stood up.

"Brother, Sanskrit, you ...... back."

Halfway through his words, his eyes fell on the black porcelain jar in Shen Fanyin's hand.

After being stunned for a moment, Jing Muhan immediately straightened his expression, hurriedly sorted out his clothes, and walked in front of Shen Fanyin with a straight face.

Shen Fanyin: "......?"

Jing Muhan was extremely serious, his hands were close to the seams of his trousers, and he slowly bowed towards Shen Fanyin.

Shen Fanyin: "......!"

With such a serious ninety-degree bow, Jing Muhan did it three times.

Standing up straight, Jing Muhan raised his hand and patted Shen Fanyin's shoulder with a sad face: "Fanyin, mourn."

Shen Fanyin: "......"

He stepped back and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't know, the clothes weren't appropriate, so I'm going to change my clothes."

Looking at his figure of hurrying upstairs, Shen Fanyin touched Jing Zeheng beside him with his elbow: "Brother, is that your brother?"

Fortunately, it wasn't her own brother, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to live.

Jing Zeheng: "No, I don't know him."

Transferring this brain-dead thing out of the E-028 project team was one of the top 10 decisions he made this year.

Shen Fanyin looked at the porcelain jar in his hand in silence, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Brother, I suddenly have an idea...... It's a bit of a lack of morality, but I can't control my desire to do it."

She looked at Jing Zeheng, her eyes flashing with a bright divine light that wanted to kill someone.

Ten minutes later, Jing Muhan changed into a black suit and went downstairs, he took deep breaths repeatedly, looked up at the ceiling and adjusted his expression, and tried his best to integrate himself into the mood of attending the funeral.

Without looking at his feet, when he stepped down the last step, he kicked something without paying attention.

"Bang!"

"Whoa—"

Jing Muhan was taken aback, and looked at it, and there were black porcelain tiles.

Jing Muhan: "......!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Jing Muhan's pupils trembled, and he hurriedly squatted down, hurriedly picking up the porcelain pieces, and muttered in his mouth, "No offense, no offense, I really didn't mean to, don't come to me......

Behind the screen, Shen Fanyin covered her mouth with one hand, holding back her laughter until her shoulders began to tremble, and she stretched out her other hand towards Jing Zeheng.

Jing Zeheng chuckled and high-fived her in celebration, looking at her smiling face after this prank, his eyes were full of pampering.

It is rare for children to be happy, and Jing Muhan's sacrifice is completely within the acceptable cost.

"Sister Yinyin, what are you doing?"

A voice suddenly sounded behind him, which frightened Shen Fanyin to bounce on the spot, turned around and threw a punch, smashing towards the source of the sound.

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