Coming out of the tennis court, Xue Rin'an and Du Ling talked again.

The project of the mine, after a few days of contact, Du Ling has already signed it to Xue Rin'an in his heart.

It's just that the old man's side still doesn't let go.

Du Ling said: "This matter is a little difficult to do, our company is a family system, and my father's side vetoed it."

Xue Rin'an thought for a moment, "I'll personally video with Old Man Du?"

Du Ling pondered for a moment, "Okay, I'll give it a try."

Shu Yanyan pulled Jiang Jianing to talk outside.

"Your Xue Shao was so handsome just now! When I was protecting you, my boyfriend was too strong, and that Song Shao's nose was crooked, no, no, no, he was beaten crooked."

Shu Yanyan couldn't laugh, holding her cheeks, "Originally, Ah Ling was still a little hesitant, but now it's okay, Ah Ling's vote will definitely be cast for your family Xue Shao."

Jiang Jianing paused for a moment.

"What?"

Shu Yanyan was a little embarrassed when she said this, "When I met Ah Ling, it was actually from the most old-fashioned hero saving beauty, he helped me teach the people who embarrassed me, and then we were together."...

Jiang Jianing's eyes were a little dazed.

Do heroes save beauty?

Seeing similar or similar scenes will cause changes in people's inherent thinking, and the subconscious mind is actually a very useful thing in influencing people's thoughts.

It turns out that no one is pure.

Shu Yanyan saw that Jiang Jianing didn't speak, so she was a little embarrassed to say, "Isn't it vulgar?"

Jiang Jianing retracted his thoughts, and looked through the open door of the living room, and could see the figure of the man lying on the bright marble floor.

"It's not vulgar, it's a fairy tale."

It is a love fairy tale that she will never meet in her life.

The video conference is scheduled for 10 a.m. tomorrow.

Xue Rin'an called Zhou Jinglin over and looked at the revised information again.

Zhou Jinglin: "Give me back this time?"

He is more familiar with the data of this project, after all, he has intervened from the beginning, and Xue Rin'an, as the company's top decision-maker, has too many documents and various investment cooperation, which is not as focused as Zhou Jinglin.

Xue Rin'an raised his hand, "I'll come this time."

Zhou Jinglin picked up the teapot on the table and refilled Xue Rin'an with a new cup of tea, and the tea in the teapot bottomed out.

He got up and went outside to make a new pot of tea with boiling water.

He heard someone in the kitchen and walked over to take a look.

In the kitchen, Jiang Jianing was wearing an apron and standing in front of the cooking table to cut fruit.

In addition to the cherries and strawberries picked in the greenhouse, cantaloupe, watermelon and dragon fruit were also served, which she patiently cut into pieces with a fruit knife and put them in a salad bowl to mix cold.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Jiang Jianing thought it was Wu Kai, "Hand me the salad dressing."

Zhou Jinglin paused.

He swept his gaze and reached out to hand her the salad dressing next to the refrigerator.

Jiang Jianing said thank you, squeezed in the salad dressing, poured a few drops of lemon juice, inserted a fruit skewer, and "serve it to Xue ......."

Only then did she see that it was not Wu Kai standing behind her.

Jiang Jianing reacted first, "I'm sorry, I thought it was Assistant Wu."

Zhou Jinglin looked at her with a pair of clear eyes, not stained with dust, and there was no concealment in the light.

He thought to himself, she must not remember anymore.

At that time, she was frozen and stiff, and then she had a high fever and pneumonia, and she was groggy and hospitalized for half a month, presumably without much impression.

Seeing that he didn't move, Jiang Jianing couldn't help but shout, "Manager Zhou?"

Zhou Jinglin moved his lips.

He swallowed the words again, but still didn't mention them.

Jiang Jianing was a little free today, so she went to connect with Song Yu on video and checked her recitation.

Song Yu's brain is slow and sluggish, but she has a tenacity, and she can't do it once

Twice, three times if it doesn't work twice, until the memorization meeting, when Jiang Jianing asked the third question, her accuracy rate rose from 30% to 95%.

Suddenly, on the other end of the video lens, there was a violent knock on the door.

Jiang Jianing trembled when he saw Song Yu in the video, and his eyes were obviously frightened.

"Who is it?" Jiang Jianing asked.

Song Yu swallowed nervously and desperately, "I...... Teacher Jiang, that's all for today, I'll hang up the phone first, I'm going to open the door......

Jiang Jianing frowned, "Do you want me to call the police for you?"

"No! No! Don't call the police!" Song Yu's face was panicked, and he waved his hand and shook his head, "Don't tell others, please......

The door was kicked open from the outside.

A figure approached outside the frame of the phone, and before he could see it clearly, the video was cut off.

Jiang Jianing stood up from his chair abruptly.

She called again, and the phone was turned off as a reminder.

Jiang Jianing took out her mobile phone to call Aunt Song, but no one answered Aunt Song's phone.

Now she's calmed down.

Song Yu didn't let the police go, there must be a reason.

She is still in Songhe Mountain Villa, an hour's drive from the city's highway.

She called Chen Yanran.

Chen Yanran's unit is near University A, and Song Yu is now renting in the public rental housing attached to University A.

Chen Yanran listened to Jiang Jianing's words and knew the seriousness of the matter, "Okay, I'll go over immediately."

She worked as an archivist at the Cultural and Museum Institute, and immediately asked the leader for leave, so she took a car and went to the housing complex of public rental housing.

Jiang Jianing reported to Chen Yanran that she was in this community, but she didn't know the specific building and house number.

Chen Yanran wanted to find Song Yu, asked Jiang Jianing for Song Yu's student ID, and went to find the property for a long time, and when she arrived at the door of Song Yu's house, it was already forty minutes later.

Chen Yanran knocked on the door: "Song Yu?"

No one in there answered.

She knocked on the door repeatedly for three minutes, but no one answered.

The neighbor next to him was disturbed, "Came and went, knocked on the door and knocked endlessly, and let people not rest!" If it goes on like this, I'm going to call the police and disturb the people!"

Chen Yanran called Jiang Jianing: "Do you want to break in?"

Jiang Jianing: "You ask the property to take down the monitoring for more than half an hour."

Chen Yanran: "Okay."

Ten minutes later, Jiang Jianing received the surveillance video.

Xue Rin'an called a few times in the room, but no one outside answered, so he paced out of the room.

Sitting in a sitting position for a long time and looking down at the information, my neck was a little sore, my eyes were swollen, and even my temples were overflowing with a slight pain.

He took a glass of water from the water dispenser, moistened his throat, and saw a woman at the table near the window in the second bedroom, with the lamp on, looking down intently.

He put down the water glass before slowly walking towards Jiang Jianing.

Wearing a pair of soft-soled slippers, he stepped silently on the wooden floor, close behind the woman, who was unaware.

The man stood behind her, leaning over.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Jianing was startled, snapped the phone on the table, she turned her head, and her soft lips brushed the man's ear closer.