Madam, Your Sockpuppet is Lost Again!

Chapter 275 Chapter 275

Qin Yan: "..."

She really just asked casually.

Walking ahead, Lu Zhaoying was still thinking about hearing the sound. When he heard this sentence, he first glanced at the time on his mobile phone, then turned to his side, "Qin Xiaoying, it is almost twelve o'clock now. Order, just for dinner? "

He has a free expression and is no different from usual.

Cheng Yan followed behind Qin Mao with his hands in his pockets, raised an eyebrow at Lu Zhaoying, and gave him praise for the first time.

Lu Zhaoying was a little grateful. Grandpa's first look at him didn't look like a fool.

Qin Yan glanced at Lu Zhaoying, stretched out his hands and pressed the brim, and cleared his throat: "I'm a little sleepy."

Cheng Yan laughed: "Then go back to bed first."

**

Beijing Financial Center.

"Miss," the office, the secretary with black-rimmed glasses, came in and handed a stack of documents to the woman sitting in the office chair. "This is the arrangement for today."

The woman was wearing a black dress with her eyebrows down, and she could see that she was smart and capable. There was a computer in front of her. The computer page was a pair of complex red-green K-lines.

She took over the documents in the secretary's hands, and when she looked up, her delicate facial features were slightly domineering: "What's the schedule for this afternoon?"

I can't guess her true age, but judging by her charm, Mo is about 30 years old.

Miss Cheng Jia, Wenru Cheng, 35 years old, unmarried.

"At one o'clock in the afternoon, there was a contract with President Li. At two thirty, the company had a small regular meeting ..." The secretary pushed down his glasses and quickly spoke.

"What does my brother say?" Cheng Wenru raised his hand and glanced at the time on his watch, eleven forty.

The secretary shook his head.

Cheng Wenru raised an eyebrow and smiled, expressing understanding.

She picked up the pen in the pen holder and signed the documents on the table. Then she leaned back against the back of her chair, her arms around her chest, for a long while, and said, "Recently help me pay attention to the gifts that little girls like."

Can be seen by a strong woman, Secretary Li's business abilities are top in the secretarial industry, and he is also the leader of Mr. Cheng Wenru's special arrangement.

He set the matter on the agenda before continuing: "I arranged for you an auction in three days."

Cheng Wenru pressed his temples with his hands, slightly tired, "Did you forget this time?"

Mr. Cheng is not in good health. He always wears forgetfulness to relieve it. As for forgetfulness ... no one knows the origin of this plant.

Most of them are unavailable, and every time they go to the auction house is a storm.

"Yes, but only one bottle this time."

"A bottle?" Cheng Wenru hit his finger on the table, which was troublesome.

Cheng Wenru will go to the auction hall once a month. Forget about worry, only ten bottles are sold each month. With so many people in Beijing, plus major laboratories, there are also many studies for forgetfulness. Each auction, there are four of these ten bottles. The bottle is fixed for several people, Cheng Wenru is one of them.

The remaining six bottles of other forces will fight.

But there is only one bottle left this month ...

Everyone needs this bottle of forgetfulness, and they will definitely contend.

"Why is there only one bottle?"

Secretary Li shook his head, only guessing: "What should have happened? The institute said that this kind of grass is extremely difficult to cultivate."

At the moment, this guess should be more accurate.

"Where have you forgotten you haven't found out yet?" Cheng Wenru knows that only by identifying his trafficker can he have a stable source.

However, there is no information on the auction site. In order to avoid disputes, the auction site did not know that the buyers and sellers had hidden their names deliberately, and Cheng Wenru could not find out at all.

Secretary Li bowed his head. "Some time ago, the old man asked Miss Ouyang about this."

As we all know, 129 has recruited ordinary members of the Beijing family for the first time. 129 rarely absorbs fresh blood. Half of the recruits are only ordinary members. It is extremely difficult to become a senior member, but even ordinary members can learn in 129. Many things enjoy the data sharing rights of 129 internal members.

As we all know, the intelligence network of 129 is almost all over the world.

There is no family in Beijing, and the forces in that side do not want to ally with 129.

Although Ouyang Wei is just an ordinary member, as an insider, she has more privileges than ordinary people.

When she successfully broke into the 129, the Ouyang family's status in the capital jumped up.

Cheng Wenru nodded, "Help me meet Ouyang Wei, I'll talk to her."

"I'm already here, but it's more difficult for Miss Ouyang to make an appointment." Right now, Ouyang Wei is hot in Beijing, and she knows how to hold people's hearts. Not everyone can make appointments at will. "I heard ... big The young master is also calling Ouyang Wei. "

"He?" Cheng Wenru nodded and didn't speak again.

She waved her secretary down and sent Cheng Ye a message asking him when he could eat.

**

at the same time.

Tinglan apartment complex.

Qin Yue went upstairs without practicing the piano. Today is a perfect arrangement.

Because of the college entrance examination, Yanxi had not actively contacted her for two months.

Although she said she was not convinced when she was going to the college entrance examination.

Right now I'm in the Violin Association. I'm officially studying at the Violin Association tomorrow. Qin Wei hasn't had much time. Today I'm going to get all the arrangements for the two songs for the past.

She arranged these arrangements after the college entrance examination, but at that time it was inconvenient, and only one was probably formed in her mind. Before the college entrance examination was scored, she had perfected some.

Basically, it's seven or eight, the rest should be done by tomorrow.

downstairs.

Cheng Mu first went to look at the two pots of plants beside the window, held the kettle, and poured a little water before putting down the kettle.

Take out the phone and swipe the circle of friends.

Lin Siran just posted a dynamic above--

[Mimi almost chopped up the grass, and my father fined it for three days. ] Then there is a P picture of gloating.

Cheng Mu knew that Lin Siran was the only blogger Qin Wei paid attention to on Weibo.

Last time Lin Siran also posted a Weibo on Mimi's punishment.

Now Cheng Mu still can't help but sigh, what is the Lin family doing to the cat so harsh?

Not a few grasses?

He sent Lin Siran a WeChat--

[It's a cat after all, so don't demand too much of it. 】

The other party responded with a string of "...".

Cheng Jin came up from the stairs where Cheng Mu's house was opened. When he saw Cheng Mu muttering, he raised his eyebrows.

Cheng Mu repeated the harshness of the Lin family to Cheng Jin before answering Cheng Jin's question: "My grandfather is in the study upstairs."

"You still have a black box downstairs, and you sort out things yourself." Cheng Jin didn't pay attention to cats, cats and grass. After getting the answer, he went straight upstairs to find Cheng Ye.

Cheng Mu remembered the black box.

The black box contained miscellaneous things.

Cheng Mu went down and took the black boxes, and then sorted them out one by one. Most of them were the graduation gifts that the nine classes asked him to bring to Qin Yue.

There are so many things, Cheng Mu soon saw a glass bottle rolled in the corner of the box, which was a graduation gift from Lin Siran to Qin Yue.

Because of Gu Xichi's "stone" incident, Cheng Mute carefully observed the small bottle carefully. This time it was determined that there was no number on it, and there was no bottle cap.

He couldn't help but want to ask why this girl couldn't get through the grass?

**

The next day, Qin Yue went to the Violin Association for a class.

He got up at six and left at half past six. Cheng Ye also just returned from the morning run downstairs and drove her to the Violin Association.

"Master Wei has set a date for the banquet." Master Wei directly discussed with Cheng Yi, and last night's Huangli time was counted.

Qin Yue was chatting with Lin Siran, and she casually said "um", she put her hand on the window and supported her chin: "As long as you don't exaggerate, you can accept it."

Forty minutes later, the violin society was reached.

Qin Yue got out of the car, put on his peaked cap, put one hand in his pocket, and waved the other hand towards the back without turning his head back.

Behind him, Cheng Zheng leaned on the side of the car for a while before pulling the door to get in.

Because there are new students today, the Violin Association has a reminder road sign for new students, pointing to the practice building, which has five floors.

At the gate, a teacher stood at the door and waited for all the students. Qin Hui came ten minutes early to arrive. After that, Tian Xiaoxiao hurried over. After the teacher was waiting, she said, "I am a teacher on the first floor. The surname is Xu. Everyone can join the violin association. They all have certain talents, but the violin association does not lack talented students. Everyone must have heard the rules of the violin association. The violin association has special tracks and graded assessment standards. On the 5th floor, there are practice rooms from level 3 to level 9. Each floor has the instructor and training videos of each floor. We will announce the corresponding levels of all the students according to the evaluation level of the exhibition yesterday. Everyone advanced in room 101. . "

Qin Yue heard the words and looked down at the manual in his hand.

Three levels on the first floor.

Levels 4 and 5 on the second floor.

Sixth or seventh floor.

Eighth level on the fourth floor.

Ninth level and fifth floor.

**

Hello ...

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