Ke Chen quickly followed and took out his cell phone to call Yan Zhongshuo: "Hey, Director Yan, this is Xiao Ke, what are you busy with?"
Yan Zhongshuo is leading a team to inspect the mall, and Yan Yao is with him.
He was also surprised to see Ke Chen calling him specifically: "Why is Mr. Xiao Ke free to call me today?"
When the words "Mr. Xiao Ke" fell into his ears, Yan Yao paused for a moment and looked at Yan Zhongshuo.
Yan Zhongshuo was chatting with Ke Chen on the other end of the phone.
Ke Chen didn't have time to talk nonsense and went straight to the point: "That's it, I have something to trouble Director Yan. Mr. Fu and I are in Haishi, in your Xinghui Shopping Mall. We encountered something and we would like to ask you to let us investigate. A surveillance."
Yan Zhongshuo was even more surprised: "You and Mr. Fu are in Xinghui? What a coincidence. I happen to be there too. Where are you? I'll go find you."
Ke Chen was also happy when he heard this: "How else can I say that I am destined to be with Yan Dong?"
He added: "We are on our way to the control room now. Director Yan, if you are free, come over together."
"Okay, I'll be there right away."
After Yan Zhongshuo finished speaking, he hung up the phone and turned to Yan Yao and a few people accompanying him: "There is an old friend who happens to be in our mall. I'll go over and take a look. You guys can take a look first."
Yan Yao frowned and looked at him: "Fu Jingchuan and Ke Chen?"
"Yes." Yan Zhongshuo smiled and said, "You should also know him. Did your friend's company belong to his family when you first entered his company? Do you want to go over and say hello together?"
Yan Yao: "What are they looking for?"
"I didn't say anything on the phone. I just said that something happened and I wanted to check the surveillance. I guess I encountered a pickpocket or something."
Yan Zhongshuo pointed downstairs as he spoke, "Let's go say hello together. I haven't formally introduced you to each other yet."
"No, I'm not familiar with them." Yan Yao rejected him, "I'll look around first."
"That's okay." Dong Yan didn't force it and turned to leave. After taking two steps, he couldn't help but turn around and remind him, "Don't wander around and run away alone. Although you keep saying you want to do architectural design, Now I can still carry it, and you can do whatever you want outside, but when I can’t do it anymore, you will still have to come back to carry such a big family, so you have to start to understand the situation of our industry now."
It was based on this consideration that he forced Yan Yao to accompany him on this industrial inspection trip to Haishi.
Yan Yao's face flashed with impatience: "I know."
Ying Wan turned around and left.
Yan Zhongshuo was angry at his perfunctory attitude and was about to get angry when the assistant on the side quickly changed the subject: "Dr. Yan, Mr. Fu is still waiting downstairs."
Yan Zhongshuo turned his head and glared at him in annoyance, and the breath that was blocked in his chest still couldn't go away.
At the other end, Yan Yao had gone directly downstairs from the escalator, taking three steps and then two at a time. He had no intention of staying in the mall and was on the phone while walking.
Yan Zhongshuo's tone came back to him. He stepped forward and wanted to catch up, but was forcefully persuaded by his assistant to stop.
Yan Yao went straight downstairs and did not look back to take care of Yan Zhongshuo.
The call was from Tang Shaoyu, asking him to help check if Shiyang was at home.
"Mr. Fu just said that he didn't answer the call when he called Shiyang. I originally wanted to ask Meihui to go and have a look, but unfortunately she had something to do and couldn't go. Is it convenient for you now? Can you go to her place to see what's going on? I'll see you later. I also have to accompany my clients to dinner.”
Tang Shaoyu on the other end of the phone was also a little embarrassed, but he remembered that he asked about Shiyang's health in his work group yesterday, and Shiyang didn't reply in time. He was worried because Yan Yao volunteered to see Shiyang.
Yan Yao frowned when he heard that Shiyang couldn't reach him on the phone again: "What's wrong with her?"
He did plan to go see Shi Yang yesterday, but before he could set out, Shi Yang contacted him privately after seeing the group message, saying that she was fine and that she was outside now, so he didn't need to go there. If Tang Shaoyu asked, he would just tell him to see her. Get over her, she's fine.
So I didn’t go there later.
Tang Shaoyu: "Isn't it because I don't know what's going on that I'm worried? I originally asked for sick leave, but now I can't contact anyone, so I can't help but worry."
"I'll make a call first and check."
Yan Yao said that he had hung up the phone and dialed Shiyang's number instead.
The phone rang twice before it was picked up.
"Are you OK?"
As soon as the call was connected, Yan Yao asked worriedly.
"I'm fine. What's wrong?"
Shiyang asked in confusion on the other end of the phone. His voice sounded a little weak, as if it was coming from the receiver, but also like...
Doubt flashed in Yan Yao's eyes, and he turned around hesitantly.
Shi Yang was walking out of the bathroom passage with Tongtong in one hand and a mobile phone in the other hand, his face a little dazed and pale.
She raised her head absentmindedly, and her eyes accidentally collided with Yan Yao's.
Yan Yao: "..."
His eyes slowly fell from Shiyang's face to the face of Tongtong she was holding, then slowly looked at Shiyang, and then looked at Tongtong again.
Tongtong was originally looking around curiously, but when she saw Yan Yao looking at her, she also looked at Yan Yao in confusion, her big eyes fluttering full of confusion.
Upstairs, Yan Zhongshuo and his assistant, who finally felt relieved, were walking to the elevator.
There were many people crowded at the door of the elevator room, all waiting for the elevator.
Yan Yao glanced at Yan Zhongshuo, and suddenly seemed to understand something.
He glanced at Shiyang who was still a little pale in thought, cut off the phone without saying a word, and dialed another number instead.
Shiyang looked at Yan Yao in confusion, but saw that after he made a "wait for me" gesture towards her, he turned his back slightly and calmly said to the other end of the phone: "Old Liu, please excuse me."
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Yan Zhongshuo and his assistant waited for the elevator for a while and finally squeezed in.
When the two arrived at the monitoring room downstairs, Fu Jingchuan and Ke Chen were waiting there.
The door to the monitoring room is closed.
Fu Jingchuan's handsome face was tense and expressionless.
Yan Zhongshuo smiled and came forward to say hello: "Mr. Fu, Mr. Xiao Ke, you've been waiting for a long time."
Ke Chen smiled: "It's okay, we just arrived."
Fu Jingchuan had no intention of being polite and turned to look at Yan Zhongshuo: "Dr. Yan, please open the door. I have something urgent."
"Okay, okay."
Seeing that Fu Jingchuan's expression was not right, Yan Zhongshuo did not dare to delay and quickly winked at the assistant.
The assistant knocked on the door, but no one opened the door after knocking for a long time.
Yan Zhongshuo didn't look too good at the moment: "What's going on? Is there no one on duty in the control room on weekends?"
"I'll call their manager and ask."
As the assistant spoke, he took out his mobile phone and banged the door hard while making a call.
As soon as the call was connected, the door was opened from the inside.
A man in his thirties yawned and shouted impatiently at the door: "Knock, knock, this is not a shopping mall and we don't accept customers."
As he spoke, he took out two black earplugs from his ears in disgust.
Yan Zhongshuo's face turned dark: "What kind of work attitude?"
Only then did the man see the person clearly, and his expression changed slightly: "Dong... Chairman?"
Fu Jingchuan ignored him and Yan Zhongshuo, pushed him away, entered the monitoring room, and walked straight to the computer.
The computer did not turn on the monitoring software as usual, but turned on the music listening software, and you could still vaguely hear the music coming from the bluetooth headset in the man's hand.
The man turned pale with embarrassment, took a step forward and forcibly turned off his phone.
Yan Zhongshuo: "..."
His face turned dark with anger: "What are you doing?"
The man seemed to have just realized what stupid thing he had done, and muttered an explanation: "The computer...is a bit stuck...it's stuck."
Fu Jingchuan glanced at him.
The man looked even more nervous.
Fu Jingchuan ignored him, put one hand on the computer table, and pressed the power button on the console with the other hand.
The computer entered the startup state after a brief black screen, and soon switched back to the desktop, with the huge monitoring software on it.
Fu Jingchuan clicked it.
Yan Zhongshuo saw the man's face turn pale and looked very panicked.
"Are you hiding something from the company?" Yan Zhongshuo asked sternly.
"Monitor...monitor..." the man muttered, not daring to speak, but looking at Fu Jingchuan with a pale face.
Fu Jingchuan's handsome face also darkened.
The monitoring software prompts that the monitoring is offline.
The latest surveillance video is from three days ago.
