When she looked up, she saw song Kehan.
"Lawyer Zhou is very tired and won't answer your questions." Song Kehan said.
He is a man of status in the media, and some of the reporters present recognize him.
Seizing the new key point, he asked, "do director Song and lawyer Zhou know each other? What is your relationship
"You are really gossip."
Although song Kehan himself is in this line, he still sighs helplessly.
He ignored the reporters and took Zhou Xiaoli to his car.
Zhou Xiaoli said leisurely, "Why are you here?"
"Didn't lawyer Zhou say to invite me to dinner another day? It's time to have lunch. I'll have a meal with lawyer Zhou. " Song Kehan looks at her.
Zhou Xiaoli takes her hand back from him. Before Song Kehan, she pulls off the co pilot and goes in.
Song Kehan some helpless pick eyebrows, closed the door, around to the other side.
And those reporters catch up again, and the microphone goes straight to song Kehan's face.
"Director Song, where are you going to take lawyer Zhou? What's your relationship?"
"To eat, to be friends." Song Kehan got into the car and started it.
When I finally left the reporters behind. He looked at Zhou Xiaoli and said with a smile, "what's the matter? Lawyer Zhou won't be in a bad mood because of so many reporters?"
Zhou Xiaoli's profession should also face reporters, especially when she is a well-known lawyer in the industry.
"The witness is missing." Zhou Xiaoli leans on the back chair, her eyebrows and eyes are agitated.
Song Kehan eyebrows a pick, "Lu Guian disappeared?"
Song Kehan has first-hand information. Of course, he knows who the witness is.
Zhou Xiaoli didn't speak.
Song Kehan is a little surprised, "disappeared in the court?"
Song Kehan doesn't know what's going on inside.
"In the room, when the bailiff went to take it, the man disappeared and the surveillance broke down."
Zhou Xiaoli sighed.
It's her carelessness.
Ji Chengcheng was safe under the strong pursuit of Mrs. Lin Yi. How could he be obedient this time?
She shouldn't have made such a mistake.
"Just find it. Don't think about it." Song Kehan comforted.
"It may not be found."
"Why, isn't it missing?"
"Anyone who didn't find the body is missing."
Song Kehan gives Zhou Xiaoli a slight look.
Zhou Xiaoli is right. If Ji Chengcheng made Lu Guian's disappearance, she may not be alive.
Ji didn't find out if there was a gold owner in France, but song Kehan knew that she must have been contaminated with human life, either indirectly or directly.
At noon, there was a traffic jam.
While waiting for the green light, song Kehan changed the topic and said, "lawyer Zhou, can I ask you a question?"
"No Zhou Xiaoli refused very quickly.
Song Kehan's face collapsed, "I haven't said what to ask?"
"I know." Zhou Xiaoli gave him a cold look.
Song Kehan touched his nose, feeling guilty. "Lawyer Zhou is very powerful."
He wanted to ask the same questions as the journalists.
Song Kehan also wondered if rose was su Nian.
And he thinks Zhou Xiaoli knows.
Zhou Xiaoli doesn't want to say that song Kehan has not asked.
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Ji left the court with pride.
Until she received a text message from Kong Qian and read the news.
The relationship between Kong Qian and Ji orange is really not as good as it was at the beginning. I don't know why, since the fire, the relationship between them has been estranged.
The relationship between Kong Qian and Liu Song is better than Ji Chengcheng.
But after all, there are still some feelings, so to see the news has been boiling, Kong Qian naturally sent a text message to Ji orange.
Ji's face suddenly changed when he opened the news.
The Beicheng daily clearly says that Ji Chengcheng's hidden rules are up and there are gold owners in France.
She didn't think that this kind of thing would be exploded. The key is the report of Beicheng daily.
The following comments have long been groundbreaking.
"I said that long ago. The truth will come out one day. I just want to ask you, do you people who have scolded Su Nian have any pain in your face
"What a North City Swan, what a shame."
"Damn it, I also spent 38 million on VIP tickets to her concert."
"Upstairs, I only want two hundred. I'll play for you one day, solo.""Don't listen to her, I only want one hundred and five!"