The elevator door opened, and the secretary followed Yan Xin in. Yan Xin couldn't see the guard on her face, so he said a few words of modesty calmly.

The secretary escorted Yan Xin all the way to the gate on the first floor and watched her get into the taxi before giving up.

Yan Xin waved at her, and the car finally drove away from the secretary's sight. Yan Xin watched her turn and leave, and said to the driver at the turn: "Master, you don't need to go to the community, just stop at the coffee shop over there. The money will still be counted to you."

"Okay, you go slowly."

Whether it's the secretary's guilty conscience or the unintentional glance just now, it seems to be proving that this matter is not simple.

If she can't figure out the truth and tricks of the matter, she will never give up easily.

She had been here a few times before, and learned that from the window of the cafe, she could get a glimpse of the entire entrance of Fu Jing's building. She could have a panoramic view of the people coming in and out. Yan Xin sat in a quiet place.

I ordered a cup of coffee, and patiently watched the movements of the Fu Group.

Because it was working hours, there were not many people coming and going here, and she didn't notice a suspicious point until three o'clock in the afternoon.

A car parked in front of the building and waited for a long time, just blocking the entrance and exit. Not only was there no one blocking it, but everyone was accustomed to it, and the passing employees all chose to go around the side door next to it.

About ten minutes later, a tall woman got into the car under the protection of the bodyguards, but she didn't stop and walked away.

Yan Xin stared at the place where she left, and couldn't help tightening the handle of the ceramic cup. Just before, she also saw a woman wearing a familiar dress.

But that woman was in Fu Jing's office.

All kinds of events were intertwined, and Yan Xin had some guesses, but she didn't dare to confirm, she just hurriedly took out her phone and dialed a familiar number.

"Hi, I'm Yan Xin." She turned her head and took a look. No one in the coffee shop noticed her, but she still raised her hand to cover the receiver vigilantly, and said softly, "I have something to trouble you."

There was a slight pause on the other end of the phone, and Qiao Zhiyin didn't exchange too many greetings with her. She got up and left the office before she answered cautiously, "Say it."

"Look carefully. Is there a woman wearing a beige shirt on the upper body, a dark green pleated skirt on the lower body, and high heels about seven or eight centimeters high?"

Yan Xin carefully recalled her appearance, and added, "It's long curly hair, but I didn't see her face."

"Is it from the imperial court?"

While Qiao Zhiyin was seriously recording, she looked at her colleagues around her, but no one noticed her.

"It's not sure yet, but it's more likely."

She knows Yan Xin's identity, and as an employee of Yuchen, Qiao Zhiyin has probably heard about the matter between her and Gu Junchen. Although she is now receiving Yuchen's salary, she should consider it for her own company. .

But Yan Xin is not an ordinary person to her. Without Yan Xin, she would not have such a day today, not to mention that they are still friends, she must help with this.

"How are you doing?"

Hearing Qiao Zhiyin's words, Yan Xin gripped the phone a little harder. Recently, she has been busy dealing with Fu Jing, and she has been walking on thin ice. She hasn't contacted Qiao Zhiyin for a long time. Now Qiao Zhiyin asked about her Recently, she felt a little guilty.

At that time, Qiao Zhiyin entered the company and received a lot of exclusion, but she couldn't use her identity to help Qiao Zhiyin solve it, and she didn't ask again afterwards.

But now, whenever something happened, instead of refusing, Qiao Zhiyin immediately agreed without asking why, which relieved her tense mood for many days.

"I'm fine, how about you?"

Qiao Zhiyin on the other end of the phone seemed to be smiling, and the previous jerky was less in the conversation, "I have gradually gotten used to this kind of life, and after getting along for a while, the relationship with my colleagues has eased a lot, don't worry .”

"Zhiyin, thank you."

Qiao Zhiyin felt the loneliness in Yan Xin's tone. Thinking of Gu Junshen's recent news, she understood, "There is no need to talk so much between us. I will treat you to dinner when you have time."

"it is good."

They didn't say any more, and Qiao Zhiyin trusted her enough that she didn't want to ask more questions, but carefully checked the personnel according to the conditions she had said.

Seeing that it was getting late, Yan Xin left the coffee shop and got home before Fu Jing came home.

When she had just changed her clothes and went downstairs, Fu Jing was already standing in the living room, and turned around when she heard her footsteps.

"Have you been to the studio today?" He put down his briefcase, loosened his tie, and there was still a little tiredness in his eyes.

Yan Xin couldn't help beating her heart. She had to carefully consider every word Fu Jing said, so she had to divert the topic to other places, "Yes, I also found your key, have you got it?"

"I got it, come to the study for a while, I have something to tell you."

Fu Jing glanced at the servant who was busy preparing meals, and walked in.

Looking at the half-closed study door, Yan Xin couldn't help taking a dark breath.

Her intuition told her that this matter was not that simple, she grabbed the corner of her clothes, could it be that today's whereabouts have been exposed?

A little cold sweat immediately broke out from her back, and Yan Xin's face changed slightly. Fu Jing probably didn't know the number she used to call Qiao Zhiyin.

But why did he need to go to Fu Jing's study?
Fu Jing sat at the desk, and Yan Xin took the opportunity to sit down, "What's the matter? Are there any new arrangements for the studio?"

Fu Jing seemed to be sizing her up, and after watching her for a long time, she chuckled, "Xin'er, I remember that you always like to read financial news, don't you know that there is a big investment recently?"

"I don't know." Yan Xin shook her head, but it was the truth. Of course, Fu Jingyun couldn't answer casually when she spoke in a fog.

Without further ado, Fu Jing took out a proposal from the cabinet and put it on the table, "Let me tell you, have you heard of the golden land in the east of the city?"

She frowned slightly, "I heard."

The development there is rapid, and the land is also precious, and that piece of golden land has been rumored for a long time, and anyone with a little common sense will probably know it.

Only then did Yan Xin understand what Fu Jing meant.

The financial news a few days ago did mention that this piece of land is now going to be auctioned, and it is estimated that the price will be sky-high again.

But whether it's the land or the auction, she has no contact with people like Yan Xin. Let alone whether she has the money to participate in the auction, Yan Xin's current status may not even allow her to enter the auction.

But Fu Jing would not gossip with herself, since he mentioned it, Yan Xin followed his words and said, "Does Mr. Fu want to bid?"

Fu Jing's face carried an emotion that Yan Xin couldn't see through. He looked into Yan Xin's eyes with a kind of scrutiny. Yan Xin felt probing from his deep eyebrows.

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