Luo Qingqiao said coldly: "Searching is illegal. If you want to find a thief, go to the security room to adjust the monitoring. I haven't been here for a while, so how can I have time to steal things?"
Unfortunately, no one listened to her words.
On the contrary, a few people were persuaded by Xiaoqi to come over and rummage through the box she had organized, making a mess.
The result is naturally nothing.
On the contrary, after Luo Qingqiao was squeezed away by them, he caught a glimpse of a familiar perfume bottle from the corner of his eye. He picked up a half-used bottle of perfume from Xiaoqi's desk and asked, "Xiaoqi, is this your perfume? "
There are two pink bottles of perfume in the same packaging. One bottle is mostly used and looks a bit old; the other one is as good as new and looks like it has never been used at all.
"I remember you said at the beginning that this perfume is neither cheap nor authentic. You brought it back from a trip abroad. You will never buy another bottle before you use it up."
This perfume has not yet become popular in China, and it is really troublesome to buy it.
Although no one mentioned it, Luo Qingqiao suddenly thought of Zhou Fan's face.
Zhou Fan said he liked its taste.
After Luo Qingqiao put down the perfume, she ignored her arguing colleagues and ignored the boxes that had been rummaged through. She turned to the security guard and asked to adjust the surveillance.
For such a big matter, there was definitely no need to adjust the surveillance system. However, Luo Qingqiao threatened that he would be treated unfairly and call the police. The security guard contacted the higher-ups and the surveillance system was actually called up.
On the night Zhou Fan came to see her, a strange man put a perfume gift bag on her desk.
Early the next morning, the gift bag fell to the ground. When the cleaning lady was packing it up, she opened the gift bag and stuffed the perfume into her bag.
After that, there was today’s misunderstanding.
Luo Qingqiao had seen the strange man next to Zhou Fan, who seemed to be his assistant and often helped him deal with various messes.
Most of these messes are his debt.
It seems that the perfume was indeed given by Zhou Fan.
This person often appears next to Zhou Fan, and he can be found in news reports. If everyone thinks about it, they can naturally guess the connection between them.
The high-ranking executive who was always following Luo Qingqiao came over again and stopped these people from rifling through Luo Qingqiao's things: "Do you still have any qualities?"
After scolding and arranging Luo Qingqiao's things with his own hands, he called the security room before Luo Qingqiao returned and asked, "Is she still there?"
"She's gone."
"Gone?! Where did you go?"
Luo Qingqiao had already stopped a taxi.
When the driver asked where she was going, she thought for a moment before saying, "Please take me to a youth hostel."
Let's stay in a cheap hotel for two days and then look for a place to rent.
She didn't want to live with Zhao Yan anymore at Zhou Fan's place, and she was afraid of making herself look sexy when she returned home.
The house she rented before was not renewed after it expired, and now she has to look for it again.
Luo Qingqiao sighed again.
New place, new job.
So many things.
The sudden sound of the brakes caused Luo Qingqiao, who was sitting in the back seat, to be knocked forward. His forehead hit the back of the seat and became red and swollen.
She covered her forehead, tears of pain bursting out: "What's wrong?"
"Don't let me go if there is a car." The driver was startled by the car that suddenly rushed out. His tone was not very good. He lowered the window and shouted, "What are you doing? Do you know how to drive? If you don't know how to drive, then Go back and take your driver's license test again, no one will dare to hit the road."
Several big men in black got out of the car, and the driver stopped cursing for a moment.
He whispered to Luo Qingqiao: "Sister, who did you mess with?"
Luo Qingqiao thought to herself, who can she provoke? I'm afraid it was the driver who got into trouble.
But while the man in black was slandering her in her heart, he knocked on the rear window: "Miss Luo, someone wants to see you."
Luo Qingqiao was "invited" to another car.
When she was dragged away, she looked at the driver with tears in her eyes, hoping that he would call the police.
But this group of people seemed to understand her intention and immediately arrested the driver.
My eyes were covered, and along the way, apart from the Northeast-style scolding of my elder brother, there was only the sound of a car driving.
No matter what she asked, she got no response.
When she arrived, the blindfold on her eyes was not removed.
There was a very strange man's voice, saying in front of her: "Is this the person Zhou Fan is new to? He's not that good at all."
