After pressing the number, the electronic door "diddidi" rang three times, which was the sound of successful unlocking, and then the door opened.
He opened the door and went in.
"Is the door of the study open?"
The river breeze calls to ask a way, the eye bottom flashed a faint light, dark unclear.
"Well, it's on." His men went into the study.
"Open the drawer in the middle of the desk and see if there is anything in it?" The river breeze calls to order a way, the voice again cold a few minutes.
He went to the desk and opened the middle drawer, but there was nothing inside.
"No, it's empty." His subordinates report to Jiang Fengming.
Jiang Fengming gently picked his eyebrows and made a mockery at the corner of his lips. "OK, I know. Lock the door. I don't need to monitor the situation of Phoenix apartment any more."
After giving orders, Jiang Fengming hung up directly.
Into the compartment, came to the safe, Jiang Fengming input password.
"Diddidi." Three times, the door of the safe opened.
There are some cash, some important documents, and A thick notebook.
It's just that the Notepad looks old, and the cover is slightly yellowish with a sense of age.
Jiang Fengming took out the Notepad, with a smile in the corner of his mouth, but with the sadness of forbearance.
In fact, this is his diary.
The notepad in the middle drawer of the desk in the Study Room 401 of Fenghuang apartment was taken away by Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing. It was only a few days before he asked someone to copy it.
The real diary in his hand was actually kept in the house of Phoenix apartment.
He did go there every month before to record the recent events.
Jiang Fengming thinks that Jiang Xueqing can feel the content written there.
When he wrote a diary, he was very calm, as if he was sharing his life and work with his sister.
Later, when he felt that someone was following him, he noticed something. A few days ago, he asked someone to write a new diary according to his diary and put it in the Phoenix apartment.
And the real diary was locked in the safe in the cubicle of his office.
But now, the fake diary is taken away by Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing, so the real diary is in danger.
Thinking of this, Leng Shaoheng's eyes narrowed dangerously. With this thick diary, he walked out of the compartment, returned to the office, sat on the chair and pressed the inside line.
"You come in."
Soon after I hung up, there was a knock on the door outside the office.
"In." The wind of the river answers.
Lisa pushed the door open and came in, "Mr. Jiang, please come to me."
"Well." Jiang Fengming gives Lisa the thick notepad in his hand.
"Protect it and don't let anyone know it exists." Jiang Fengming's expression is serious, earnestly exhort.
"Yes, I will."
When Lisa saw the notebook, she frowned slightly with some doubts, but she didn't ask anything and didn't open it to read. She just agreed to Jiang Fengming's order.
Don't look at what you shouldn't see, don't ask what you shouldn't ask.
Because of this, Jiang Fengming trusts Lisa very much.
"Well, get out." Jiang Fengming nodded.
"Yes."
Lisa bent over, took a folder from jiangfengming, put the thick notepad in the folder, then turned to leave the office, and slowly closed the door.
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