After I left my job, I became pregnant with my ex-boss’s child.

One high-definition photo after another was lined up on the curtain.

An assistant was operating the computer, and Zhou Zheng stood coldly next to the conference table with his arms folded.

Diagonally across the conference table, two men with bruised noses and faces sat there, their eyes straight, looking at the pictures on the curtain without blinking.

At the end, there are high-definition photos of the deceased.

After the high-definition photos of the deceased were gone, the two men shook their heads: "No, no."

"Are you sure?" Zhou Zheng said, "Are you sure there is no original contact here?"

"No...that contact person is easy to recognize, we will not admit his mistake!"

"It's not as easy to recognize as you say." The assistant who controlled the computer raised his head and pushed up the gold-rimmed glasses on his face. "I gave you two opportunities, but the portrait painter failed to draw a specific image. .”

"Well, that's because we haven't read enough books, so we don't know how to describe..."

"Yeah, he just doesn't read much, but when he stands in front of us, we can recognize him at a glance!"

The two men hurriedly explained to their men. After explaining, they looked back at Zhou Zheng.

Zhou Zheng looked at the curtain.

The last one is also a dead one.

Gudala's action actually not only targeted Zhan Wei, but also targeted Mo Yongchong and several other high-level companies.

During these conflicts, at least twenty-three of Gudala's men died. Zhou Zheng obtained the photos of these twenty-three people at the first time. Unfortunately, the two men did not recognize the original contact person.

Zhou Zheng picked up the phone, turned to the window, and dialed Leng Yeting's number: "Mr. Leng, still nothing. According to the identification of Gu Dala's men who have been captured, these photos did not miss anyone, unless There are some they don’t know.”

Leng Yeting stood in the brand new Xinghai office, his eyes cold and calm: "Okay, I understand."

Leng Yeting ended the call.

Wei Yan was looking at the composition of the sea of ​​stars behind him. After Leng Yeting ended the call, she looked up at Leng Yeting.

Leng Yeting put away his cell phone and walked over. His face was not cold at all, his dark eyes were gentle and deep, and she was all in his eyes.

Wei Yan waved his hand gently on the virtual 5D, put away the composition, and smiled at Leng Yeting: "Bring Dot and Dot next time, he will definitely find it fun. But why can this really move? I am controlling it. Air!"

Leng Yeting smiled lightly: "It's the thermal energy induction of the fingers."

"I thought it was just a plot in a movie."

Leng Yeting kissed her tenderly and did not answer.

Xinghai is newly built, and all the facilities in the building can be said to be the highest level of technology in the world.

Wei Yan is not someone who has never seen the world. Even if she encounters something she has not seen before, she will be calm and calm, and will not show such novel eyes.

But in front of Leng Yeting, she didn't want to hide her curiosity and interest, and showed him her true side without reservation.

After visiting the office, Leng Yeting took her hand to the conference hall, lounge, experimental center floor, and Fu Ci's office.

There are currently only six or seven people in the entire Xinghai, half of whom are Fu Guohao's students.

Leng Yeting's cell phone rang suddenly. He took it out and Wei Yan saw out of the corner of his eye that it was Zhao Yulin.

I don’t know why, but Diandian seems to have a lot of opinions about this person recently. I have mentioned him several times, but I don’t like him.

Leng Yeting picked up the call and said quietly after a few seconds: "Well, I'm in Xinghai."

If it were before, Wei Yan would have absolutely no interest in this phone call, but now, she is eager to know all about Leng Yeting's itinerary.

Therefore, she seemed to be looking at other places casually, but her ears were perked, listening to Leng Yeting's voice calmly.

"Now?" Leng Yeting frowned slightly, "How long will it take?"

Wei Yan couldn't help it anymore and turned to look at him.