In the evening, the neon drunken riddle has begun, and Li Zhien, who just got off the plane and went to the neon contract company with the staff to report the end of the report, was finally busy and arrived at the hotel where he stayed. Lee Ji-eun didn't have time or interest in wandering the streets of Tokyo at such a time, he just wanted to roll in bed and chat. She had too many questions on her mind.

The residence is not very luxurious, but it is also in line with her current status. The team walked quietly in the corridor and turned a few corners to a relatively remote corner.

"Zhien, this is your room." Head Zhang pointed to a room to the girl and said, "I live next door to you, you can call me if you have something." It's better to come out less often, we only have 6 rooms here, and there are a lot of other tenants here. ”

Li Zhien, who didn't have the slightest desire to answer, just nodded, dragged his somewhat tired body and a little weighing bag, and put his hand on the handle. But when I opened the door, I suddenly thought of something:

"Aren't we going to run around neon all this time? Do you need to stay here for a long time? ”

"Almost," Director Zhang nodded, "Do I need to get you a neon number?" ”

"Oh, no, I just keep in touch with a few friends."

Director Zhang nodded slightly and said with a smile: "Take a good rest, there will be neon people later, there are many things to discuss." And your debut style should also be discussed. ”

"Inside."

Open the door, it's just a normal standard single room. After all, she is not a big star, and now she is just a female idol who has a tendency to hit the street and her personality collapses, and she is not worth any good rest environment.

Feel free to throw your little bag aside. The whole person was smashed into the soft bed. The scent of lavender on the quilt spilled into the small nose. The room was instantly quiet, except for the sound of grandma's breathing.

Sometimes when the tired body lies in bed, the brain will think wildly, and many memories will be more awake. Some people also couldn't help but think of a figure in a suit.

He should be in Huaxia.

Recalling the conversation between him and his senior at the airport, Li Zhien was in a bad mood. The little head fluttered from side to side in the bed.

Zheng Xiuyan's actual meaning is obvious: Lin Zhexun that guy is very mysterious. is so mysterious that even her ex-girlfriend, who has been with her for several years, doesn't know his details. That guy's mind seems to be very deep, so deep that many classmates, comrades-in-arms, professors, opponents, and even parents who are familiar with him can't see him clearly, so they have a lot of confidence in him.

But why don't you have any faith in him? I always feel that his so-called reliance and confidence are very unreliable.

Thinking of this, Li Zhien opened his mobile phone and touched the top of the desktop of the mobile phone screen with his delicate fingers. As expected, according to what Lin Zhe's friend said, the entire mobile phone screen really trembled. Li Zhien, randomly pull down. A dark chat interface is right in front of my eyes. It's very simple, comparable to a computer program in the 90s, or a hacker-specific chat program in Hollywood's movies.

Can such a simple thing really escape the monitoring of the head of the room and Lin Zhexun's senior?

Li Zhien was a little distrustful, but he didn't know why he subconsciously typed a paragraph when he looked at Lin Zhexun's friend who believed in him serving in the army so much.

"Have you arrived in Huaxia?"

One by one, crooked Yanwen appeared in the chat box, but the owner of the finger was still a little hesitant after typing a few words. This seems to be the first private communication between two people, eh, just ask this kind of nonsense, okay? It's almost night, and he's probably already working.

"How's Huaxia?"

Li Zhien typed slowly. I feel good when I look at it, at least I can grasp this topic by myself, and the two of us can continue to talk.

After thinking about the next topic of conversation, you can talk about how China is, you can talk about customs, and you can talk a lot. And then inadvertently, consciously or unconsciously, she moves on to the parts she cares about, such as what to do next, such as what needs to be done to fix everything. For example, between him and Zheng Xiuyan....... emmmm, this can be postponed.

yes, that's it, that's good.

Press the send button, then hold up your phone and wait for an answer.

......

Zheng Yuming, who was sitting in the hotel, was a little twisted.

Breathing in the air that felt so familiar to him, he still twisted a little.

He went to university in this city, went to graduate school, and looked for a job, which is considered to be settled in this city. But he knew very well that he was only living in the city. Although he is also a student of five colleges and four departments, he has no background, and in this city where a brick can be smashed into a division chief, he can only work hard in a law firm to eat dead wages.

He was familiar with the city, but he was also a little unfamiliar with it now.

Although it is not familiar to every corner of the streets and alleys, it has also left a lot of memories. But he's really more alien to the city now.

It was a world he never knew before.

He knew that there was an old Chinese tradition, and there would usually be a dust washing feast on the first night. But the level of this dust washing banquet is really a bit unbearable, according to the identity of Lin Zhexun before he crossed over, he may only be able to see this eldest elder on TV in a lifetime as one of the top elders standing at the entrance of politics and law, but I didn't expect to be able to meet each other in the same banquet hall at the welcome party in the evening.

Of course, the elder surnamed Meng was also very busy, and left after saying a few words. The next work is for the chief prosecutor of the Beijing Municipal Prosecutor's Office, which is equal in rank, to correspond to the chief prosecutor of the Seoul Supreme People's Procuratorate, Choi Dong-hoon, but this makes Lin Zhexun already very excited.

Sure enough, as soon as the nationality is changed, this status will swish upward. It's really cool that I can be in a banquet hall with the leader one day!

Small kiosk

In the state of incomparably excited Lin Zhexun's heart, he looked around. Choi Dong-hoon, Kim Kwang-jun, Professor Cho, Ahn Kyung-hwan, dean of law at Seoul National University, and Seo Jun-hyuk Oh Sang-woo sitting at the other table. Lin Zhexun sighed and calmed down his feelings that he shouldn't be excited.

At the same time, the mobile phone in the suit pants vibrates slightly.

This vibration is completely different from the usual phone call and text message vibration, the frequency is fast, it is rapid, and it is prolonged. It seems to keep shaking without looking at it.

What the heck? Why does your phone still have adult functions? Why haven't you unlocked it before......

Okay, this phone was touched by Li Quanyi a few days ago. It should be the chat function that the glasses girl did.

Lin Zhexun slowly took out his mobile phone, glanced at it, and replied with a random line of words.

"Don't Noise Me, Woman"