East Road Airport.
As the largest airport in C City, you can often encounter celebrities from all walks of life here.
Therefore, in the lobby, there were not only little fans holding banners to pick up their idols, but also entertainment reporters carrying cameras and wandering around, just to take a photo that would spark a conversation.
In the square outside the airport.
Two female reporters were walking and discussing their next trip when suddenly a man bumped into them from behind.
The short-haired woman who was hit staggered, and the camera she was holding fell to the ground.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man apologized to the two female reporters very sincerely.
"How do you walk..."
The short-haired woman was very angry, but when she saw the other party's bright face, she was so shocked that she forgot what she was about to say.
"Jiajia, hurry up."
A man in the distance is urging this way.
"Right away." The man responded, took out a pen and paper from his bag, wrote a series of numbers on it and gave it to the short-haired woman.
"I'm really sorry. I will compensate you for your losses. This is my phone number. I'm in a hurry right now, so I'm sorry."
After saying that, she ran away.
Only then did the short-haired woman come back to her senses, her eyes were filled with red hearts, and she said to the people around her: "She is so beautiful. Isn't she a newly debuted idol?"
"Maybe." Another woman with a ponytail raised her cell phone and took a few photos of the people leaving. Then she took photos of the camera on the ground, and then picked up the damaged camera on the ground. .
"Sister Shan, what are you doing?" The short-haired woman didn't quite understand what she was doing.
"Leave evidence." Ren Shan took the napkin with the phone number written on it from the other party's hand, and then said: "You can't walk when you see a beautiful woman. She broke your camera, so If she leaves like this, where can you find her in such a huge crowd?"
The short-haired woman then put away her nymphomaniac look and said nonchalantly: "Didn't she leave her phone number? It's okay. She's so good-looking, how could she lie to others?"
Ren Shan checked the photos on her phone, snorted coldly and said, "It looks good? Can it be eaten if it looks good?"
After a while, as if she had discovered a new world, she exclaimed: "Isn't this person Zeng Qi, the chairman and CEO of Haonan Group?"
"Sister Shan, who is this person?" The short-haired woman stretched her head over and asked curiously.
Ren Shan enlarged the photo, looked at it carefully, and then said: "Even if you are in the entertainment section, you should also be involved in information in other circles. This person is one of the four leading companies in C City - Hao Zeng Qi, the founder of Nan Group.”
"Oh." The short-haired woman nodded in realization and said, "I remember, wasn't there news that he encountered a shipwreck half a month ago and was buried in the belly of a fish?"
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"So, you broke someone's camera and left them a note."
On the side of the road, the two people who had returned from Penglai Immortal Island were waiting on the side of the road for Shen Jie to pick them up.
Tan Jiajia nodded and felt something was wrong from Zeng Qi's subtle expression: "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Zeng Qi looked at her with an unstoppable smile in his eyes: "If those two people were you, what would you think?"
"Me?" When asked by Zeng Qi, Tan Jiajia thought for a moment and then came to her senses.
"I...they won't think that I am a liar and they will call the police to arrest me. No, I have to go back to find them."
With that said, Tan Jiajia walked back. Zeng Qi took her hand and stopped her: "Don't go, they have left long ago. I will check for you when I get back. Don't worry, I'm here, everything will be fine."
At this time, Shen Jie drove his car and stopped in front of them. Tan Jiajia had no choice but to give up and said helplessly: "Okay."
After saying that, she pulled her hand out of Zeng Qi's clutches.
Shi Shiran opened the passenger door, got in, and smiled sweetly at Shen Jie who was driving: "Master, I haven't seen you for a long time. I miss you so much."
"My good disciple, I miss you very much as my master." Shen Jie put his hands on the steering wheel and replied with a joke.
The familiar look between the two made Zeng Qi, who was sitting in the back seat, feel resentful.
She has never said "miss me" to me.
Shen Jie, who was laughing and joking with Tan Jiajia, suddenly felt a strong coldness behind him. He couldn't help but shudder and glanced behind secretly.
I saw Zeng Qi sitting in the back row, looking out the window, feeling somewhat lonely.
I'm not dazzled. Shen Jie was shocked inside. If he hadn't been driving, he would have rubbed his eyes. How could his indifferent and distant boss show such a lonely, empty and cold expression?
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the young apprentice beside him. He suddenly understood and said to Zeng Qi with a constipated look on his face:
"Mr. Zeng, actually I miss you so much."
Tan Jiajia was stunned and looked at the two of them suspiciously, as if she wanted to see some trace of adultery on their faces.
In order to maintain his aloof image, Zeng Qi suppressed the urge to roll his eyes at Shen Jie.
He changed the topic and ignored Shen Jie's nonsense: "What you said on the phone this morning was unclear. What happened in the company?"
When it came to business, Shen Jie put on a solemn look on his face: "Mr. Zeng, it's great to have you back. In fact, when I received the call from you asking me to pick up the plane this morning, I thought it was a dream. "
Then, Shen Jie told everything that happened after the two left.
"Half a month ago, I don't know who spread the news that you were in a shipwreck."
"The company's public relations department did not pay attention to the news immediately and allowed it to develop. As a result, the Zheng family was behind it and fueled the fire. The news intensified and everyone became aware of it, and the company's shares were also affected."
"The subsequent project bids were unsuccessful one after another, and the customers we had been cooperating with also switched sides. Within the company, the directors of the board of directors, led by Mr. Xie and Mr. Wang, were engaged in partisan disputes and had no time to take care of the fire on the exterior wall."
Hearing this, Zeng Qi interrupted him, frowned and said, "The thank you you are talking about is always Xie Peisheng? Is he in a clique with Wang Qiyang?"
Not only Zeng Qi, but Tan Jiajia also found it strange that this deputy director, nearly 50 years old, was still alone.
Xie Peisheng has a withdrawn personality and rarely shows up in the company except on necessary occasions. On weekdays, I raise flowers and feed the birds, in a semi-hidden state. She also dislikes interacting with others. Even though she is loved by everyone, every time she greets him, the other party never responds.
Such a person is now involved in a small gang.
There must be something hidden in this.
"Due to the lack of funds, Mr. Xie advocated abandoning the plan for the land in the east of the city and selling it at a low price. But Director Wang felt that the land was a key point in the company's development blueprint in City C and could not be stranded at will."
The light that filtered in through the glass cast dancing shadows on Zeng Qi's face as the car moved forward. He opened his slightly closed eyes and said in a deep voice: "Go and find out what is the relationship between Xie Peisheng and the Murong family."
