Seeing her persistence, Li Qinmo sighed and said, "I told you many times? There is a rich man behind that Lin Xiaoling, and there is still more power behind the rich man. We can't afford it! "
Why can't she understand?
LAN Yin frowned and looked at him with disdain: "then we are journalists! What do journalists do? Isn't it true to dig out the truth? President, didn't you do that before? "
"Oh, yes!" Li Qinmo patiently advised, "because of this, I was opened by the TV station. I can only open a small entertainment magazine to earn a little money, so don't give me any trouble, OK?"
LAN Yin knew that he was not easy, and sighed softly, "can I post my own microblog?"
"Of course not!" Li Qinmo's face suddenly changed, "before you sent such a small report, there are bodyguards to warn you, this time you send again, you don't want to live you?"
"I don't care." LAN Yin's eyes are firm. "That Zhang Zhendong has been investigated by the police many times, and Lin Xiaoling has been with him for about three years. Maybe she will use her star identity to help him do some illegal transactions in private. Only by digging deeper can we know their true colors, in case more people fall into their traps and get hurt!"
Li Qinmo felt that his blood pressure was coming up. He weakly waved his hand and sat down with a thermos cup in his arms. "Don't talk about it. Listen to me and do what I have arranged for you. Hasn't Lu Xinghan finished his interview? Let's go now. Don't do anything about Lin Xiaoling, OK
LAN Yin pursed her lips, turned and went out.
She will not give up, at least try.
……
In the evening.
LAN Yin comes to Lu Xinghan's apartment after work. She opens the door and walks in carefully. The room is dark and he hasn't come back yet.
LAN Yin fumbles for the wall, turns on the light, looks at the two-story duplex apartment in front of her and purses her lips.
The color of the whole apartment is gray and black, the design is very simple, and it's not dirty, obviously it doesn't live very well.
Lanyin went to the kitchen to have a look. The refrigerator was empty, and it was obvious that she didn't turn on the fire.
With a slight sigh, LAN Yin rolled up her sleeve, went to the bathroom to find a mop, dragged the whole floor, and then wiped the dust from the table and kitchen.
Having a look at the second floor, LAN Yin hesitates a little.
Lu Xinghan should live on the second floor, the second floor You don't have to clean, do you?
Just as she hesitated, the door opened from the outside. Lu Xinghan came in and saw a bright room. She was stunned. Then she thought of something and looked up at the people in the living room
Lanyin was standing there, wearing simple clothes. She was standing there with a mop. She was obviously at a loss when she saw him.
Lu Xinghan responded quickly. He changed his shoes at the entrance, put his hands in his pocket and walked forward. He touched the table beside him and nodded with satisfaction: "it's very clean."
Lanyin was embarrassed. "Well, if it's OK, I'll go first. This side has been cleaned up."
Lu Xinghan raised his eyes and looked at her, "where's the second floor?"
LAN Yin is tiny a Leng, "the second floor also wants to clean?"
Lu Xinghan thought her question was funny. "The first floor is not very dirty, because I'm not here at all. My range of activities is on it, and my clothes were washed for me by the way."
With that, he sat down on the sofa and played games with his mobile phone.
LAN Yin knew that he meant it, so she pursed her lips tightly and went upstairs with a mop.
The second floor is really messy. Clothes are thrown everywhere. The bed is also messy. Things on the table are not thrown even if they are used.
Man, really don't expect him to be clean.
With a slight sigh, LAN Yin finds the dirty clothes basket, picks up the dirty clothes one by one and throws them in. Just when she wants to go to the bathroom, she finds a shirt on the sofa. She reaches out to pick it up at will, but a small black cloth falls out