Chapter 696

Seeing Chen Xin nodding, he put his backpack on his shoulder and strode to Jos's side. It seemed that he was deliberately showing that he had a good relationship with the minister. He put his arm around Jos's arm, took her and walked out.

Jos frowned, with an unnatural expression on his face.

After all, the other side is a little girl, and it's not good for her to refuse her intimacy in front of so many people, but the murmur behind her can't make her ignore it.

I'm afraid that in this way, rumors will be around again.

As Zhao Yang sits in his seat, all kinds of comments come from his ears. Seeing that Jos and Luo Xinlei have left, she knocks the papers on the table slightly and heavily, and glances coldly at the faces of all kinds of people around her.

Jos is always nice to everyone, which is really the coldest.

"How can we get there, Minister?" It's said that it's a remote place.

Luo Xinlei follows behind Jos, asking with some worry.

"By car, of course."

When the lower floor arrived, joss took the lead to come out. The familiar black Jaguar stopped not far away. The man in the driver's seat, looking at her figure, could not help but smile.

Jos greets Luo Xinlei to get on the bus. He habitually opens the passenger's door. Luo Xinlei goes to the rear seat and opens the door to get in.

Jing zhehan's expression is quite helpless. Because he didn't inform Jos about the last plan in advance, he became the "exclusive driver" she called and waved.

He was also called to atone by his actions.

However, Jing zhehan felt that Jos was very cute when he was being naughty, and he agreed willingly.

It happened that they were going to inspect the construction site today. Naturally, joss called his own driver to pick them up.

More than an hour's drive, the car finally stopped in front of a piece of land that had already started construction.

Part of the land has been turned over by forklift, and weeds and trees attached to the soil have been uprooted.

Three people came down from the car, the supervisor saw it, immediately took three safety helmets, trotted to them, nodded his head and bowed his waist, and showed the flattery incisively and vividly.

Jing chihan glanced at him, put his helmet on his head, and was about to walk inside the construction site.

"Oh! Mr. Jing, please be careful. This place is full of earth pits. It's easy to fall down if you don't pay attention! "

When the supervisor saw his action, he immediately yelled, as if it was for his good, but I'm afraid the flattering factor was more serious.

"Come on, don't be surprised."

Jing Che glanced at him coldly and knocked down his arm that he wanted to reach out to help him. Then he continued walking and looked around.

Joss and Luo Xinlei can't help but feel happy when they look at the supervisor.

Nowadays, there are many people who flatter the horse's hooves.

They walked past the supervisor, patted him on the shoulder, and dropped the sentence "do it yourself". Needless to say, the meaning of ridicule accounted for a large proportion.

But who knows, the supervisor thought that he was comforting him. He shook his head repeatedly, indicating that he was OK and would not be angry with the president. Then he came to the two men.

"I tell you, I'm a fan of the president. Although there are few opportunities to meet him, it doesn't affect my admiration for him at all."

Then the supervisor put his hands together in front of his chest, looking at the scene in front of him.

Looking at him, Jos couldn't help floating up a few black lines. Is it possible that she not only wants to rob a man with a woman, but also has such a same-sex rival out of thin air

I can only blame the charm of the president of Jingda.

Just as Jos came to the strange soil, the forklift had stopped at the back of the field, and it seemed that it was about to shovel up the land.

It's still emerald green. It's already winter. How can it be so lush? If you look carefully, you can only see some yellowing on the surface of weeds.

Luo Xinlei saw that Jos was in the same place, and the workers on the forklift were waving at her, so she quickly stretched out a hand to drag Jos and stepped back.

Jing zhehan noticed that joss was different. He took a few steps to her side and asked with concern, "what's the matter?"

However, joss completely ignored the two people beside him. His eyes were fixed on the movement of the forklift. He saw that the huge shovel scoop dug up all the land at once,

And at that moment, almost all people were stunned in the same place, everyone's expression is surprisingly consistent, all are stunned to unspeakable appearance.

Because there seems to be a person buried just under the land, not deep. Maybe for some time, the face of the corpse has been rotten, and it's impossible to recognize the facial features.

However, from the perspective of clothes, this person is wearing a men's suit, and should be a decent man. Moreover, the overall cutting of this suit should be expensive.

Luo Xinlei looks at the man's corpse in front of her, which has been piled up beside her. She vomits in front of the weeds.

But joss was still standing in the same place, just raised a hand and grasped Jing zhehan's sleeve. Her face was extremely pale. She turned her head to Jing zhehan and asked in a trembling voice.

"Is this man... Qin Xian?"

She is not a professional forensic, so she can't judge the identity of this person based on it, but she thinks of the news about Qin Xian's disappearance that she heard in Jing zhehan's car.

It seems that since this time, the police have not found any clues about Qin Xian.

Is it so coincidental that Qin Xian was buried in this land after being harmed?

"Not necessarily. Don't think about it so much."

Jing zhehan covers the back of his hand with the palm of his hand, and the warmth is immediately transferred to his heart.

She looked at the man beside her and adjusted her mood a little. Then she asked again.

"What shall we do about it?"

No matter who the body is, after all, it was found in this area. I'm afraid it's unreasonable if we don't call the police.

But if we call the police, we are afraid that things will get worse and worse, which will directly affect the construction and sales of the land in the later stage.

Jing zhehan seems to be thinking about this problem. His eyes are tightly wrinkled. He looks at the corpse in the land, and at the workers who have been stunned.

After all, he was the one who had seen the storm, and he didn't show the same panic as them.