Zuo Ling was a little shocked and clicked back the card. Looking at the bank card withdrawn from the ATM, she hissed and took it out directly.

Holding it in my hand, the original thin card suddenly felt heavy......

Swiping into the detective agency with the access control card, Zuo Ling went upstairs directly and knocked on the door of Jiang Chenyang's office.

"Please come in." A sound of pure London English came from within.

Hearing the sound, Zuo Ling pushed the door and entered.

Looking up at the people who came in at the door, Jiang Chenyang glanced at the hour clock on the table again.

"It's not eight o'clock yet, why is it so early." He asked curiously. Twenty minutes to go.

Zuo Ling didn't talk. From her pocket, she pulled out her bank card and threw it on the table, right next to him. In a downward posture, Zuo Ling frowned and asked him, "Why is there so much money in this card?" Or rather, where did you get all this money. ”

"I've been working in a detective agency in New York for a long time." Jiang Chenyang leaned back, clasped his hands together, and looked at her with a smile: "I entered the industry earlier than you, maybe you started to be a detective at your age, so I also have some savings, and then I sneaked into TR, and the original detective agency also gave me a bonus." Including the current detective agency, it has been a year since I was hired as the president. My annual salary is a little more than when you were at TR. ”

Hearing this, Zuo Ling suddenly realized, yes, the boss of this detective agency hired her to be a detective, and the price she offered was more than when she was the president of TR before, not to mention that she is not in the position of president now. So, not to mention the salary of being the president here, it must be more than what she gets.

Zuo Ling frowned, still didn't understand, "But what do you mean by throwing it away now." He was free and easy, with a wave of his hand, he left a bank card, and more than 200 million were thrown out, which should be all his savings.

Jiang Chenyang glanced at the card on the table, then raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes were extremely serious, and there was a touch of undercurrent emotion in his eyes, he opened his mouth and said:

"TR: I don't know how much you helped me pay back, but your savings were all used, so you shouldn't have lived very well during that time. And you went to Huaxia to help me investigate the cause of my brother's death, which should have consumed a lot of time and money. These are for you, not much. ”

"I owe you more than money. But for now, I can only pay you back with money. Other than that, he didn't know how to compensate her.

He himself knows very well that he owes Zuo Ling a lot of things, and some kindness is really unaffordable.

Zuo Ling is the most beautiful accident in his more than 20 years. When he first entered TR, he just wanted to achieve the task given to him by his previous boss, and he never thought that he would know Zuo Ling.

When he followed Zuo Ling as an assistant, Zuo Ling had just become president at that time. It was also the first time that he clearly knew that there were really people who could be so smart. And she is a little girl, wandering around the scene of the murder and living in the morgue, she is not afraid at all, and her face does not change.

But after a long period of contact, he also realized that such a powerful person was also fragile in his heart.

He gradually got used to protecting her and taking care of her.

In the back, the previous boss suddenly sent a task and asked him to take Zuo Ling to a place, where there would be an arranged killer to kill her directly in the dark.

(End of chapter)