"Teacher?" Mike thought for a long time, and suddenly a figure flashed in his mind, "Gu Tianlang? You left with him? Bastard, I asked him N times, and he said no, liar, I'm going to break up with him. ”

Damn, it's too much of a bully.

Xiaowu smiled sweetly, "He's not my teacher, he's my senior brother." ”

"What?" Mike's head was a mess, "Oops, I'm getting confused, what the hell is going on?" ”

Xiaowu covered her stomach and looked at him with a bitter face, "Let's talk while eating, I'm so hungry." ”

The two of them are not the slightest stranger, just like back then, like brother and sister.

Fighting, vindictive, joking, and caring for each other.

Without saying a word, Mike ordered Quanjude's roast duck, picked up his coat and walked out, "Hurry up, you will know to eat." ”

Xiaowu followed out, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar environment, and was very emotional.

"The staff in the studio have almost changed."

The staff has doubled compared to before, it is very lively, and the studio has been renovated to make it more stylish.

Mike nodded slightly, "The iron studio, the staff of the flowing water, the few people you know are competing in the film festival." ”

Xiaowu suddenly realized, "It seems that business is getting more and more prosperous, congratulations." ”

The two went directly to the store, Xiaowu feasted, the food was very fragrant, and the taste of nostalgia was very long.

She loves to eat roasted duck, and someone used to pack it and buy it for her to eat, and it still tastes like this, but people are completely different.

The two of them didn't speak, they buried their heads in hard work, like a game.

Xiaowu ate with relish, and after eating half full, he wiped his mouth with a tissue and took a sip of tea to get rid of the greasy.

Mike sat comfortably and finally asked the question he wanted to know most, "Tell me, what the hell is going on?" Where have you been all these years? ”

Xiaowu waved his hand and said, "Don't mention these yet, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

Mike glared at her fiercely, "I knew you were here to cause me trouble, so you won't come to me if you're fine." ”

The corners of Xiaowu's mouth twitched, why did she have a resentful aura?

"The people of the entire capital, I only looked for you, what else do you have to say? I didn't want to help, I went to someone else. ”

She asked someone to help, and they all dragged it like this, but Mike just ate this set.

"Okay, it's obvious that you didn't say goodbye, you worried us badly, and you dragged us like this, I owe you in my last life, let's say it."

He wanted to hear it, what was she tossing?

Xiaowu groaned for a while, and said slowly, "That's the case, help me check a person, named Gu Xuening, who is in his forties this year, very rich, and should have been in the capital twenty years ago, I want to know all the information about this woman." ”

Mike waited for a long time, only waiting for this sentence, and couldn't help but be stunned, "That's all?" How can I check this? ”

Xiaowu looked at him strangely, "I have a name, a surname, and an age, why can't I check it?" ”

He is known for his bag inquiry, and others can't inquire about the news, and he is often very successful.

After all, he is in the most sensitive and well-informed circle, contacts all kinds of people every day, makes a wide range of friends, and knows all three religions and nine streams.

McChima was silent, "No ID?" ”

"Nope."

Mike asked again, "No photos?" ”

Xiaowu opened her big innocent eyes, "She's had a makeover." ”

So there's no way to know what she looked like in the past.

Mike was weak, "How can I check this, I'm not a god." ”