Chapter 145

Well, the reason is straightforward. It's her style.

Mo Bing understood and said her own plan: "you have a high starting point and a good foundation of fans. I will consider movies. Even if the TV play is over, there will be less than one domestic conscience play in a few years."

Jiang Jiusheng continued to rub his eyebrows and heart: "you decide."

Mo Bing stopped talking and looked at her: "you don't seem to be in a good state."

"She can't deny:" maybe you need to help me with my appointment

Jiang Jiusheng hasn't done psychological consultation for a long time. After he was with Shi Jin, he didn't touch sleeping pills, and even quit smoking.

Mo Bing looks at her present indigo. She doesn't sleep well for a few nights. "What's wrong with her?"

Jiang Jiusheng pondered for a moment, and asked her first, "do you have time later?"

If you have something to say, it seems that the problem is not small.

"Yes." Mo Bing sits on the other end of the sofa, raises his legs and is ready to listen.

Jiang Jiusheng took a pack of cigarettes from the coffee table, lit one, and took a sip: "I knew Shi Jin eight years ago."

The 18th floor of Tianyu media building is the office of Yuwen storming.

Secretary Hu Mingyu pushed in.

"Feng Shao," he said in a slightly anxious tone, "I've got a look at that case."

Yu Wen stops writing and looks up: "say."

"At that time, the case of Wenjia was suppressed, so I couldn't find it before. I have confirmed it, not Wenjia." Hu Mingyu handed in the sorted information before he went on to say, "we have found the lawyer of the first instance of this case, and the two dead in the murder case of Wen's family are Miss Jiang's biological parents."

He has been checking this matter for three months. Originally, he only wanted to check Jiang Jiusheng's life experience, but he is getting more and more involved, not only in the Wen family, but also in the Qin family.

Yuwen stormed into silence for a long time: "was she there?"

She, of course, refers to ginger Jiusheng.

"Not sure." Hu added in detail, "there are no witnesses at the scene of the murder. After the two were killed, Miss Jiang was taken away by Qin Liushao. What happened in the Wen family has not been found."

At least one thing was confirmed. At that time, the Qin family knew Jiang Jiusheng.

"And the murderer?"

"A burglar." Hu Mingyu turned to one of the pages of the data, "at that time, the police found the murder weapon near Wen's house, the blood trace was completely consistent, and the footprints and fingerprints of the thief were also collected at the scene of the murder. The police prosecuted the murder, but the lawyer of the thief only advocated the crime of burglary, because there was no fingerprint of anyone on the murder weapon, and the suspect's interest was attributed to the defendant."

Because the scene of the murder was Wen's family, which caused a great sensation at that time. However, after the event, the news was blocked. Those who came into contact with the case were either silent or evaporated.

Yuwen storming stared at the picture of the prisoner on the materials. He was a very young man. He asked, "what about the court's decision?"

"The first trial of homicide, and it's strange that the larceny didn't plead guilty at first, there were many doubtful points in the case, but at last he didn't appeal, and he was sentenced to life imprisonment directly. The lawyer in charge of the case said that if we insist on the second trial, there is a chance to overturn the case." Hu Mingyu took a rest and continued, "later things can't be found, but Miss Jiang must have happened in the Qin family. After she disappeared, Qin Liushao cut off Qin Mingli's finger and left the Qin family. He hasn't been back for eight years."

All the evidences are connected. There are many doubts. Hu Mingyu thinks the key to solve all the doubts is Jiang Jiusheng. If the thief is not the murderer, then the murderer is most likely I'm afraid to think carefully!

Yuwen rushes forward and locks his eyebrows for a long time: "Changming, what did he find?"

"Miss Jiang has suffered from depression, and is likely to do a memory hypnosis."

Like snowballing, things get bigger and bigger. You don't have to think about how far it's involved.

Yuwen stormed through the information, closed it, and after careful consideration, said, "if she asked, you said you didn't find anything."

It's estimated that it's Jiang Jiusheng who worries about it. Doctor Chang diagnosed it. The recurrence rate of depression is very high. It's no wonder that Yuwen Chongfeng kept it from us, and qinjialiushao kept it from us.

Hu Mingyu came out of the office.

After sitting for a while, Yuwen opens the materials and looks at the photos of Jiang Jiusheng when he was young. After a long time, he takes out his mobile phone and dials Jiang Jiusheng's phone.

"Sheng Sheng."

"Well?" She's a little hoarse.

Yuwen stormed without speaking.

After waiting for a long time, before his voice, Jiang Jiusheng asked, "what's the matter?"

"I forgot." Yuwen stormed out of the drawer, took out a cigarette and lighter, took out a cigarette, sandwiched it between his fingers, and casually said, "I forgot what to say to you."

Jiang Jiusheng didn't ask again. He took over his words: "I have something to say."

"What?" He bit at the cigarette and lit the lighter.She had a calm voice, like one squeezed out of her throat: "most of my parents are dead."

He lit a cigarette, the fire reflected into the eyes, light and shadow jumped, for a long time, the lighter just put out the fire, he asked: "no check?"

"No." She insisted, "I want to know the cause of death."

Shijin won't tell her that her mental state is very bad. Shijin has too many worries. However, she can't ignore it.

Yuwen stormed into silence, lit the cigarette and took a smoke: "what happened to you in Qin's house?"

"Thought of something." She took a word, not much.

He didn't ask again. He was playing with a lighter and knocked on the ashtray: "I'll check for you. Don't push yourself too hard."

"Well." Jiang Jiusheng suddenly asked, "smoking?"

Yuwen stormed and stopped shaking the ashes. He took a puff of smoke and said with a smile, "how do you know?"

"I also like to knock on the ashtray when I smoke," she said

Like her, he likes the lighter with friction wheel, the ashtray with glass, the most lung damaging smoking method and the strongest cigarette.

Naturally, he was learning from her. He didn't mean to, but somehow he wrote it down.

Her tone is lazy, with weariness: "take less, it's not good for your health."

The voice is hoarse. I just smoked.

Yuwen stormed funny, didn't angrily refute her: "take care of me, wait for you to quit first." I'm about to hang up.

"Yuwen,"

he put his cell phone back to his ear again, HMM.

"Happy birthday," Jiang Jiusheng said in a low voice

If she doesn't say it, he probably can't remember it. His brow is loosened and he throws two words: "gift."

Jiang Jiusheng said, "I have several flavors of quit smoking sugar."

Yuwen stormed off the phone directly and pressed the cigarette in his hand, only to find two unread messages in the phone.

One is that his sister Yuwen, who is far away from home, heard and sent a speech of fifty-nine seconds and said a bunch of greetings at a very fast speed. Another one is Xie Dang. He said simply, "go to your place in the evening."

Rough and headstrong, this guy!

Yuwen stormed back to a "roll" expression bag. After that, he called the president's office: "help me cancel my evening trip."

After about ten minutes of touching, Jiang Jiusheng's assistant, Xiao Qiao, brought up a bottle of alcohol and a card.

There are only three words on the card: "received by Yuwen."

There is no signature, and the regular script with correct end is Jiang Jiusheng's font. Her characters are always beautiful, like the template from the calligraphy post. Even if it is a signature, it is not a little fancy. The handwriting is horizontal and vertical.

There are inscriptions, simple greetings and dates on the bottle.

It's her own red wine. Every year on his birthday, she will give him a bottle with a low degree. It's sweet. It's according to his taste, but he never moves. Xie Dang coveted it several times and didn't let him have a drink.

Yuwen stormed the card into the bottom drawer and looked up: "how long have you been with Jiang Jiusheng?"

Little Joe stood on one side with prudence and answered in a low voice, "almost a year."

"Jiang University graduated from law department?" His casual tone of voice.

She nodded and said yes.

"It's a pity for the talented student to be an artist assistant," Yu Wen said, leaning back on the swivel chair and raising his chin. "Do you want to transfer?"

"I like sister Sheng very much. I don't want to transfer," Qiao said At the end of the answer, she looked down timidly, very low brow, a pair of round apricot eyes, bright.

Yuwen rushes forward to look at two eyes and takes back his sight: "you can go out."

Xiao Qiao replied that he had left the office in good order and brought the door with him.

A wisp of wind blew in the half open window. The white paper on the table flipped with the wind, rustling softly. Windon stopped on a page, with black and white paper. A picture was pasted on the top right corner.

Burglar and murderer: Chen Jie.

In the colorful inch light, the man has a pair of apricot eyes, round eyes and bright apricot eyes.

Around New Year's day, Jiang Jiusheng's notices are many. Recently, she has lost a lot of sleep and lost a lot of weight. At that time, Jin has changed her way to make all kinds of tonic food for her. However, her appetite is not good and she eats less, but most of them go into Jiang Bomei's stomach. In only four or five days, Jiang Bomei has gained a round of weight, cut hair, and rolled like a ball.

After breakfast, Mo Bing sent some evening dresses.

Jiang Jiusheng compared to the mirror, looking up at Shijin in the mirror: "which one looks good?"

His advice is: "black."

It's a cheongsam. It's long and ankle long. The skirt and collar are embroidered with green vines. It's simple and generous. She holds it in her hand and measures it repeatedly in the mirror.

Shijin hugs her from behind, looks up and looks into her eyes in the mirror: "berry tor charity party?"She turned her head a little. "How do you know?"

The founder of berry tor Star Charity party is a fashion magazine. Till this year, it has been held for seven years in a row, with numerous donations and good reviews in the circle. Invited artists are all over the movie and TV songs. For two years in a row, Jiang Jiusheng failed to attend because of scheduling problems.

This year, Yan Xia, chief editor of berry tor, sent the invitation to Mo Bing two months in advance.

However, Jiang Jiusheng only told Shijin that she would go out and didn't talk about the specific itinerary.

When Jin slowly in her ear said: "the venue is Qin's club, the organizer sent me an invitation."

Jiang Jiusheng understands.

The news spread quickly. Qin Liushao took over the Qin's hotel. It's no secret in the upper class circle. There are many people who want to make up for it.

She put down her cheongsam and turned around. "Will you go?"

"The emergency operation was arranged in the afternoon. After the operation, the hotel's senior management was asked to do the work handover. It can only be done later." Shijin is sorry, "I'm sorry, I can't go with you on the red carpet."

"It doesn't matter." Jiang Jiusheng put his bracelet on his waist. "There will be a lot of media in front of the red carpet. If you don't go there, it's good if you don't want them to shoot you."

She doesn't want to be photographed by the media or by the public. Even if she doesn't want to be coveted, she doesn't like the strange men and women on the Internet to speculate on Shi Jin's photos.

I wish I could hide it and not show it.

She didn't realize that she was so mean.

Shijin chuckles and says she knows. She says she won't take pictures. She held his neck contentedly and kissed him on tiptoe.

"Sheng Sheng," Shi Jin held her waist, bowed her head, with stars in her eyes, and looked at her with deep concentration. He said that he had not seen her in cheongsam.

Of course, I haven't seen it. How comfortable she used to wear it, and how to sing rock and roll. Even on the show, it's mostly in the style of LISO Yingqi. The most in the cloakroom is the sweater jeans.

Mo Bing also said that she may be the artist who doesn't pay attention to dressing. Unlike other artists, she has a lot of brains and eyeballs. She can walk from south to north when wearing a black sweater and hat.

"Do you want to see it now?" She asked.

Shi Jin nodded and said, "yes."

She took the cheongsam and went to the bathroom.

He took her by the hand, and there was a dark light in his eyes, like the stars in the night, glowing: "change here."

She thought about it, but she didn't feel embarrassed. She opened her hand and asked him to change it for her.

It's Shijin. She is so clumsy that she stumbles to take off her clothes. There's no heating in the room. She's cold, but Shijin is sweating and her eyes are red.

"Sheng Sheng, hands up." Voice hoarse, when Jin eyes at her eyes.

Jiang Jiusheng raised his hand.

Before the cheongsam was on her body, Jin's kiss had already fallen. From the clavicle to the chest, she had sucked a lot of traces.

When making love, Shijin likes to leave traces, which is not gentle at all. He said he couldn't help it and would always hurt her.

Jiang Jiusheng is also with him.

"Sheng Sheng," Shijin looks up, her pupils are purplish, a little anxious, her breath is slightly disordered, "can't be solved."

She smiled and hugged Shijin's neck, whispering in his ear that it was the front buckle.

When Jin seems to be very surprised, stare at for a long time, just bow, bury in her chest, bite the front button of her underwear with her teeth.

"Itch." She laughs and hides.

When Jin hug her, waist thin as words, a hand can ring: "baby, where itch?"

Jiang Jiusheng: "..."

The doctor was a goblin in her family.

When Jin low laugh out a voice, also don't tease her, raised hand to untie front buckle.

After a long time of intimacy, he sucked her to the chest with red marks, and then he let her go, dressed her in close fitting clothes, and finally the black cheongsam.

She has an excellent body proportion, thin waist, thin but just right. The cheongsam looks slim and slim. Black is especially suitable for her. It's mysterious and lazy, and wild but elegant.

When Jin led her to stand in front of the mirror, he read: "Sheng Sheng, change one."

"Isn't it beautiful?" Jiang Jiusheng looks up and down at herself, but she thinks it's very agreeable.

He shook his head and said, "it's so beautiful. I don't want you to wear it."

Jiang Jiusheng laughs and says yes.

Mo Bing also said that she is suitable for black. She can wear that sharp and ascetic energy. She doesn't care much. All she hears is Shijin's.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, a silver Volvo stopped at the door of Qin's hotel. Immediately, a parking guard came forward to open the door, and respectfully shouted "six little".

When Jin get off, wear a black suit, hand down abdomen, nod first thanks.

The parking security guards were flattered. They were so noble and generous that they were not like the Qin family.Xiao, deputy manager of the hotel at the gate, saw people coming, and immediately led a group of executives to meet each other. One by one, he stood respectfully on both sides of the door, bowed his head and shouted, "six little ones."

When Jin just nodded slightly, pushed the door into the lobby, glanced over deputy manager Xiao, fell on the seven or eight people with him, and asked gently and politely, "do you have work to report?"

Executives: "

No, the big guy just came to line up to welcome him. When the boss takes office, he has to have a good posture.

The new boss looked at the time on his watch, looked up, and said calmly, "if there is no handover, you can get off work."

Executives: "..."

The new boss has a good temper. How can he feel bad.

After all the people looked at each other, they stepped down one by one, leaving deputy manager Wang Xiao standing there, very cautious and careful: "the office is ready, you want to go now?"

Shi Jin nodded, "thank you."

I dare not.

Vice manager Xiao wiped the sweat on his head, led the way in front of him, and thought in his heart. He has been immersed in the hotel industry for decades, and many people have met him. However, the new boss can't see through. He looks at the gentleman politely, but somehow it's frightening.

Walking, Jin suddenly stopped.

Vice manager Xiao stopped at once and turned around to see the new boss staring at the large LED LCD screen in the lobby of the hotel. On the screen, there was a jewelry advertisement of dinir.

"This is the spokesperson of dinir in the Asia Pacific region. After the new jewelry products were launched, dinir signed a short-term advertising contract with our hotel," Xiao said Xiao, deputy manager, added, "it's three days before it's due."

Qin's hotel has branches in the first and second tier cities in China. The hotel's residents are mainly middle-class and powerful people, and most of them are noble and noble. Therefore, many advertisements of luxury goods will be put in the hotel. There is no doubt that the advertisement cost is staggering, but even so, many luxury brands are flocking to it.

Dinir is one of them. For foreign high-end brands to enter the Asia Pacific market, Qin's is the best way to connect the market.

When Jin didn't open her eyes, she kept looking at the screen: "what about the renewal?"

The new boss seems to be very interested in this business, and vice manager Xiao immediately said: "dinir has that intention, but it seems that he is not satisfied with our terms, and the sales department is still following up on this case."

When Jin eyes back, suddenly asked: "do you know her?"

Deputy manager Xiao Yimeng: "Jiang Jiusheng?" He was a bit confused and tried to answer, "it's like a rock singer. He's famous in the circle." He usually doesn't pay much attention to these, entertainment gossip and other things, and doesn't understand them. He only vaguely remembers that when signing the contract with dinir, the Secretary said a word, didn't pay much attention to it, only a little impression, a pretty girl, playing rock and roll.

Deputy manager Xiao was thinking about it. His boss said a light tone: "she is my girlfriend."

“……”

Bang, thunder!

Vice manager Xiao responded for more than half a minute. His strong desire for survival brought his reason back and wiped the sweat on his forehead: "I'll let the sales department change the contract."

Shi Jin nodded, "please."

People who are polite, polite and gentlemanly, and have no shelf at all, how can they make people scared.

Vice manager Xiao wiped his sweat again: "no trouble, no trouble." The advertisement of the boss's mother, let alone reduce the advertisement fee, is to stick to the original.

The picture on the electronic screen is fixed. It's a picture of Jiang Jiusheng. Behind her is the snow. There's a pair of peach blossom eyes with crystal clear light.

Shijin stood in front of the screen, her eyes fixed.

Vice manager Xiao wants to remind the boss that he has business to talk about, but at this time, there is a woman's voice behind him.

"Doctor."

When Jin slowly back, light response: "talk about Miss."

Vice manager Xiao also turned around and was a little surprised. The lady who came here to say hello was the lady who talked about the family. She must have known the hospital when she called the boss "Shi doctor". It's no secret that the lady who talked about the family was not in good health. The new boss is a surgeon. I'm afraid that these two people have personal relations. Vice manager Xiao watched the change and continued to investigate Words and colors.

Talk to smile Xi to approach, tone familiar ground asks: "take over today?"

"Well." Tone light, when Jin eyes calm.

Given enough courtesy, but alienated indifference.

Talk about smile Xi face slightly farfetched, still smile: "our company and your hotel have long-term cooperation, should meet frequently later."

When Jin just nodded, did not continue the topic, politely said: "excuse me."

Then he turned and left.

Xiao hurried to catch up with the manager and carefully tested: "six little, you are the general negotiator." as a qualified agent, you must find out all the boss's social circles and likes and dislikes.When Jin concise and comprehensive: "not familiar."

When Vice Manager Xiao understood, he couldn't help looking back and saw that the money talking about home was still standing in front of the electronic screen, if he was shocked.

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