The president is committing suicide

If I'm not mistaken, this cute and sophisticated looking little thing should be something for surveillance operations.

Ding Jiaying didn't know when this thing was installed on her, and she didn't know whether it would eavesdrop or steal information in her phone.

I am the head of a small company and have never met many celebrities or people with huge economic value. It is only possible that this matter is aimed at Shen Cong.

Just like the last time with the equity dispute of the Ding Group, the Xiao Group was ready to make a move, and Shen Cong was stabbed for no reason, what is going on this time?

Ding Jiaying felt that she should be more careful.

Although Shen Cong knew that there would be no problem with Ding Jiaying having Ding Yumin by her side, he was absent-minded and flustered after not hearing from her for such a long time.

The people at the meeting had seen how rude Mr. Shen was to his father, so they tried to avoid him whenever possible. The team that had argued fiercely before the meeting all chose to put aside the dispute and postpone the discussion until later.

Shen Cong's phone showed that Ding Jiaying had not moved for a long time, and the call had been unreachable.

He paced around the office alone, resentful of himself for being so soft-hearted and letting that person go.

The world is vast and the tentacles of my camera control have not yet extended there.

Finally, I made up my mind and called Ding Yumin.

He said he couldn't contact Ding Jiaying. Fortunately, Ding Yumin's tone was normal. She just said that Ding Jiaying's phone was broken and she would have to wait until tomorrow to get a new one.

Shen Cong hung up the phone, but his heart was still hanging in the air.

If a cell phone is broken, will you be able to discover anything based on how badly it is broken?

Why didn’t she contact me immediately when her phone broke? Did she suspect something?

The seeds of unrest are like dandelions that encounter a gust of wind, scattering in all directions and becoming unpredictable.

After the meeting, Shen Cong called Luo Yan over with a blank expression: "Didn't you say that this was foolproof?"

Luo Yan's scalp tingled. Whenever it came to his wife's affairs, Mr. Shen was always a little picky. Is there anything in the world that is guaranteed to be foolproof?

He didn't dare to look up at Shen Cong's stormy eyes. His forehead was sweating and he spoke carefully: "It is absolutely safe when it is running normally. Only when it is smashed to pieces can we see the internal structure. If it is really exposed, we need to know a little bit to know which part it is. I heard that Madam studied liberal arts, so she shouldn't notice it."

He wasn't even 100% sure of what he said, it could only be a rough guess.

Shen Cong didn't say anything, probably having many guesses in his mind.

"Get the car ready, I have something else to do this afternoon."

Luo Yan simply couldn't believe that Shen Cong let him go so easily. Was his explanation accepted?

"Do you have anything else?"

How could he dare to say anything wrong? Luo Yan shook his head to protect his life: "It's okay, I'll go get ready and we can leave soon."

Shen Cong clenched his fists, feeling worried. With such a low probability, he shouldn't be discovered.

Ding Jiaying looked at the thing on the table and thought about it carefully. She became more and more suspicious that it was a positioning tracking device, because even when the scandal news was rampant, there was no information or conversations between her and others.

After all, the chat records between him and Xiao Mimi were absolutely disgusting, and they could contain any evidence.

Who is the person who only cares about where he went but not what he said to whom?

Who is it?

At night, Ding Yumin only gave herself fifteen minutes to talk to Shen Cong on her cell phone.

She opened her eyes wide. Ding Jiaying didn't dare to say anything more. She just hurriedly greeted and reported that she was safe and hung up the phone.

"You said there was no problem, why are the conversations between you two so polite?"

Ding Jiaying wanted to say, sister, how can I say such lewd words when you are staring at me like a curious little rabbit? I still have to keep my dignity.

"Why do you care? Can't we just treat each other with respect?"

Ding Yumin sneered: "It seems that you are not far from kicking him."

"What are you talking about?"

"A marriage without passion is like a castle made of sand, which will disappear in a storm."

"We are not."

"None of this matters. What matters is that if you kicked him, I wouldn't have to go through all the trouble to comfort you. That's good."

As expected, they are sisters, so they are not partial to outsiders, nor are they polite to their own sister.

Ding Jiaying rolled her eyes and went back to her room. She tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. The sound of the waves and leaves outside kept her awake.

Shen Cong said that he had contacted someone to send her a new mobile phone to the island and asked her not to worry.

But now I feel uneasy without my mobile phone.

She is a modern person who has been domesticated by mobile phones. She will feel uneasy if she does not look at her mobile phone for five minutes. Without her mobile phone for a whole night, it seems as if the whole world has gone away from her.

Those wonderful variety shows, movies, TV series and interesting friends are all far away from me.

It's like ants crawling around in your heart.

Feeling hot and irritable, Ding Jiaying wanted to walk to the airport right away.

It feels so good to keep your eyes open and wait for the dawn.

Especially at the moment when daybreak came, Ding Jiaying jumped out of bed and packed her luggage in high spirits.

When I went downstairs, I unexpectedly met my father drinking coffee and having breakfast with my mother.

Ding Jiaying rubbed her eyes and looked at the clock on the wall.

Five o'clock?

Is there really no such thing as sleep in the world of the elderly? Getting up so early.

The key is that they didn't go to bed early.

They invited Ding Jiaying to have breakfast together.

"You all have your own things to do, so go back early. Your mother and I are living a good life together."

The father didn't say much, and when he spoke he asked Ding Jiaying to leave early.

Ding Jiaying was still hesitating about how to say it, but her father beat her to the punch.

"It's not as convenient here as at home. We don't have anyone to take care of us. When you come, I have to take care of your meals." The mother said with a smile.

Ding Jiaying was a little embarrassed and said shamelessly: "Mom is so stingy, what's wrong with eating two more meals of yours?"

The father took over the conversation: "Don't even mention two meals, we can take care of you even if it means a lifetime of eating. But how are you and Shen Cong? You avoided my question last time. If it doesn't work out, don't be afraid. I'll keep your shares in the company, and you'll have a career, and you can live on."

"What discouraging words are you saying?" Seeing that Ding Jiaying looked unhappy, her mother poked her father with her elbow.