Xia Nai staggered back a few steps, and his face turned pale for a moment.

She did not calculate that she would fall into the hands of an insignificant boy.

Facing the angry eyes of the people, Xia Nai opened her mouth powerlessly, but found that she couldn't say anything.

This time, she really can't excuse herself.

Su Jin ignored her collapse and asked, "where did you put the warm manuscript?"

Xia Nai's eyes turned slightly and said weakly, "I, I threw it away."

"What, you threw away the warm manuscript?" Hearing this, Su Jin could no longer keep her reason. She grabbed Xia Nai's neck and said angrily, "do you know that it was the result of warm boiling for many nights. You threw it away, but half of her life was lost. Do you know what these manuscripts mean to warm?"

Xia Nai was frightened by Su Jin's madness and struggled to break free. She collapsed and said, "I don't care what she means. It's obviously my advanced crew. Why should she be squeezed by Jiang wennuan? She doesn't like painting. I'll let her draw enough. I'll destroy one of her paintings until she can't pick up a pen anymore."

With a crisp sound, Xia Nai's face tilted to one side, and five finger prints appeared on his face.

This slap, Su Jin tried her best. She grabbed Jiang wennuan's collar and said word by word: "listen, it's not wennuan who robbed you of your quota. It's you who came from behind and tried to squeeze her away. You almost ruined wennuan's future. I'll ask you again at last. Where did you put the manuscript? Think clearly and answer me again."

Xia Nai wanted to perfunctory Sujin again, but when she saw the wine bottle tightly held in her hand, she was scared and faded: "you, what do you want to do, Sujin? I can tell you, don't fool around."

"Do you think I dare to make some holes in your face if the warm manuscript is destroyed?" Su Jin picked up the wine bottle and knocked it on the table. The wine bottle broke in two. She dangled menacingly in front of Xia Nai. She didn't have to do anything to scare Xia Nai.

"Second brother, help me, help me. This woman is crazy."

Assistant Xu looked at Su brocade, which was about to lose his mind, and then looked at Fu Siming, who sat silent on one side. After thinking over and over again, he still said to Fu Siming, "is Miss Su too much?"

If she really hurt Xia Nai, she won't end well. Assistant Xu was really worried that Su Jin's little hand shook, so he drew an abstract picture on Xia Nai's face.

Fu Siming glanced at assistant Xu. It was like a cold winter. Assistant Xu felt cold all over and quickly lowered his head.

"She has discretion and is more rational than you." Fu Siming lightly dropped a few words, and assistant Xu couldn't lift his head.

He's just worrying about it.

Xia Nai saw that it was useless to ask for help. Su Jin came closer and closer with the wine bottle. In a hurry, she shouted, "I, I threw it into the trash can next to the school. If I look for it now, I should still be able to find it."

Trash Bin?

Su Jin frowned. She remembered that there was a dustbin at the west gate of the school. It was usually neglected. In addition, there were few pedestrians there. The cleaners took out the garbage every two or three days.

I hope I can catch up now.

"Assistant Xu, please take someone to look for it." Su Jinmeng regained consciousness and shouted anxiously to assistant Xu.

Assistant Xu looked back and nodded hurriedly, "Oh, look, I'll take someone over now."

Su Jin pushed Xia Nai aside and was about to leave. Fu Sihui grabbed her arm and said disapprovingly, "just let them find it. Wait here for the news."

"No, I'll go there myself. This is warm's only hope." Jiang wennuan's success or failure is in one fell swoop. How can Su Jin joke about her future.

How can she sit at home and wait for news without going to the scene in person?

Seeing her anxious appearance, Xia Nai secretly laughed. The dump was smelly and dirty. Even if she found it, the manuscript would be useless.

Jiang wennuan, you're finished. Sujin is destined to go in vain.

Twenty minutes later, the dump.

The ground was full of rubbish and smelled.

Su brocade, like nothing, stood motionless in place.

The bodyguards have been looking for more than 20 minutes and still have nothing.

Now there is only one small piece left. If you can't find it again, there is really no hope.

"Sujin, why don't we go back." Hearing the news, Sheng Yunfu also accompanied Su Jin to find it for a long time. From the initial hope to the present disappointment, she understood Su Jin's mood too well.

All the rubbish has been turned over. It seems that it is really gone.

Sheng Yunfu tugged Su Jin's arm and wanted to drag her out of here.

Su Jin's eyes are full of loss. In fact, Sheng Yunfu doesn't have to say that she knows the result.

If I could find it, I would have found it.

But she didn't want her warm manuscript to be destroyed. She came to find it with the only hope. Now the only hope has also failed.

Su Jin walked slowly to the garbage yard, followed by a group of bodyguards. It looked very eye-catching.

The staff of the garbage station looked at her with a surprised expression. No one thought that the girl dressed in bright and beautiful clothes would run to the garbage dump to look for the garbage.

They wondered if there were any important valuable items left here.

"What are you looking for?" Those who do good come forward and ask.

Su Jin replied hopelessly, "it's a volume of design drawings."

"Artwork?" The other party looked thoughtful and didn't seem to understand the use of this thing.

Su Jin looked at his confused face and couldn't help laughing at herself. Why did she say this to him? They wouldn't understand.

Raised his feet and walked forward, but behind him came the voice of the staff: "did you draw a lot of pictures of beautiful clothes?"

Su Jinmeng looked back, his eyes burst out with joy, excitedly looked at the staff and asked, "have you seen those paintings?"

The staff member nodded with a confused look: "yes."

He not only saw it, but also put it away out of curiosity.

Those paintings are really beautiful. He wants to take them home to his daughter. Children like painting and should be able to use them.

"Where is it?" Su Jin's heart began to jump wildly, and the brilliance in her eyes could not be ignored. The staff seemed to be stunned, stood in place, pointed to the direction of the office and replied, "it's on my desk."

As soon as the voice fell, a figure flashed in front of me.

Su Jin ran to the office at the speed of 100 meters, looked around and found the desk in a mess.

But there was nothing on it.

Where's the painting?