I'm the best at slapping the face

Walking out of the court, Yan Xi shook hands with Lawyer Wang, and the court pronounced the verdict in court. Zhao Xiaoru was charged with crimes of framing, defamation, and disseminating false news. Yan Xi is very satisfied with the fixed-term imprisonment of one year, and Zhao Xiaoru got the punishment she deserved!

"Lawyer Wang, thank you. I'll treat you to dinner." Yanxi put on his sunglasses, walked down the steps with Lawyer Wang, and walked to the parking lot not far away.

Lawyer Wang quickly waved his hands, "You can just call me Xiao Wang. Don't be polite to me, and don't rob me. I'll treat you to dinner." , probably everyone who followed Yanxi's case knew that with him as the No. [-] lawyer, his future was smooth, and he knew in his heart who helped whom.

Yan Xi was noncommittal, and suddenly stopped while walking, slowly took off his sunglasses, squinted his eyes and looked at the most conspicuous video advertisement in the bustling square for a while.

It was a men's perfume ad, and it was the last contract video ad shot by the original owner, Su Huan. Not long after, things happened about Lu Lei and Zhao Xiaoru, and then, the original owner received a call from the brand, saying that They won't use a good video, and they won't pay a shooting fee of more than one million yuan.

The original owner is a very conscientious and responsible person. The perfume advertisement took him a lot of thought. It took him more than ten days, and the idea of ​​the advertisement was also given by the original owner. For this purpose, he flew to the hot area of ​​the African continent to follow the I took pictures of lions for several days and almost died. I wanted to express "the charm that can conquer even wild animals". The spokesperson for the advertisement is a handsome foreign male model, but his hands are not good-looking. "First hand on the screen", his hands are more beautiful than those of the hand model. In the commercial video, the male model's hand is slender and good-looking, and the hand with different joints is put on by the original owner's hand.

Looking at countless people in the square standing in front of the advertising video and watching it fascinated, don't you think it won't work?Yan Xi laughed at the sarcasm, but it was just to gain popularity. He knew that if he called the brand now, the other party would definitely call him back with the filming fee right away, or the other party was waiting for his call, but, Yanxi, he always likes to do things that hurt others and benefit oneself. Since you want to gain heat, he can make the heat even hotter. If he wants to eat him, he has to spit it out!

"Lawyer Wang, I'm going to make you suffer again, help me with another lawsuit!" He put on his sunglasses again, clicked on the frame, slumped his jaw, raised his chin, and said with a slight tilt of his head.

Regarding the lawsuit with the brand, Yan Xi handed it over to lawyer Xiao Wang. I believe he will not let her down. The matter here is almost done. The next day, Yan Xi booked a plane ticket to fly to Zhongjing, it's time to meet Wen Qing and his wife.

"Hey, what a coincidence!" Jiang Haiyang stood in the aisle of the plane, leaning on the backrest of the front seat and slightly bent over to say hello with a smile, and then said to Yanxi, "Let me go, I'll sit inside you."

What a coincidence, on the same day, on the same flight, and even the seats are connected together, a strange feeling appeared in Yan Xi's heart, suppressing the upward curve of the corners of his mouth, he pursed his lips tightly, stood up, and gave way to him next seat.

With Jiang Haiyang's special flattery and Yan Xi's cooperation, the two had a pleasant conversation in a low voice. After eating the unpalatable plane meal together, Yan Xi felt a little drowsy, and simply leaned on the back of the plane seat, waiting fell asleep.

"Don't lean in... don't lean in... okay, you leaned in by yourself, I'll lend you a shoulder!" Jiang Haiyang said tentatively, then stretched out his hand ······Press the head of Yanxi who is sitting upright on his shoulder, and smell the orange fragrance from this man's hair at the tip of his nose, he thinks it smells good, he will also change to orange fragrance shampoo when he goes back !

He didn't see the corner of Yan Xi's mouth slightly raised.

Outside the airport, Jiang Haiyang asked, "Do you have a place to live? I have real estate here, or you can live with me?"

Yan Xi beckoned a taxi, "No need, I'll just stay in a hotel." He said and sat down in the back seat of the car.

"Well, maybe my house hasn't been cleaned, so I'll stay in a hotel with you." Jiang Haiyang didn't wait for Yanxi to refuse, pushed him inside, sat in himself, and gave the driver a wink. Let him drive right away.

Yan Xi glanced at him and did not refuse. He could probably guess what Jiang Haiyang thought of him, but he didn't know how long he could stay here, whether he could go back as soon as the mission was over, or... ·, he asked the little prince in his mind, and the little prince replied with a rather mysterious sentence, "When the time comes, I will leave." Saying that is tantamount to not saying anything.

The two lived in a five-star hotel in Zhongjing. Of course they wanted two rooms, but they lived in the opposite door. When Yan Xi wanted to pay, Jiang Haiyang stopped him, and he heard Jiang Haiyang say to the receptionist, " Free him up."

The front desk lady replied, "Okay, boss."

So, is this a big hotel run by Jiang Haiyang?Isn't he an entertainer?Although he is a film king, he may be very rich. Looking at the magnificent hotel lobby with bright lights, there is such a big hotel in the center of the capital, it is not just as simple as being rich!

What is his identity?

Jiang Haiyang was also sensible, and he didn't stay in Yanxi's room from the beginning. After saying goodbye at the door, the two entered their respective rooms.

The presidential suite of a five-star hotel is indeed extravagant and extravagant. Three sides are made of glass, and you can have a panoramic view of the city. Yan Xi ignores the ostentatious roses in the exquisite crystal vase on the table, walks to the antique shelf, and takes the Opened a bottle of red wine, sat on the sofa by the window, shook the glass of red wine to see its bright colors, opened the phone and found Wen Qing's phone number, Wen Qing's phone number is public, For more than 20 years, this number has always been on the reward information.

"I want to know about your son. Come to XX Hotel XX at [-]:[-] tomorrow morning." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone and turned the phone to silent. No matter how many times the other party called, he didn't answer. Now he said No matter how much, the other party won't believe it. It's better to meet each other. His face, which looks like Wen Qing's when he was young, is the best proof.

Then, Yan Xi drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, and thought about it, should he have said more just now?Why does it feel a bit like a kidnapper calling a parent to ask for a ransom?

Wen Qing and his wife have been investigating for more than 20 years, but they have no clue. In recent years, both of them feel that their health is getting worse and worse. They think sadly that they will probably never see their son who has a shallow fate and does not know life and death in their lifetime. Unexpectedly, they suddenly received a call today, and the other party said they knew about their son. Even though the number from other places looked more like a call from a scammer, as long as they had any hope, they had to go and check it out!

The husband and wife were very excited in the living room. At this time Wen Qiang came back and looked at them suspiciously, "Brother, sister-in-law, what happened, why are you two so happy?" He turned rosy with excitement, thinking of the unhappiness he has encountered these days, and thinking that in a few days, he will own all the shares of the Wen family, and there is no need to maintain any superficial relationship with these two people. Maliciously said: "Let me guess, someone called you again to say that there is news about your son? I said, how many times have you been deceived, let's give up as soon as possible, when your son was lost One month old, she would have died a long time ago, stop wasting money from my Wen family!"

Wen Qing was so angry that he wanted to go up and beat him, but Wen Qiang easily let him go, and even pushed him back, "The old man also wants to fight with me!" Wen Qiang looked at him with dark eyes, seeing that Wen Qing crawled. Unable to get up, he smiled maliciously, since he wouldn't live for a few more days anyway, he didn't need to care about the dead.

Pan Hui immediately helped her husband up, and a shrill voice sounded in the hall, "Wen Qiang, you are going to die. I have always wondered if you did it. Tell me, did you do it?" The real age is much older. These years, she misses her missing son all the time in her heart, and curses Wen Qiang all the time. Based on a mother's intuition, she thinks that Wen Qiang must be responsible for her son's disappearance, but there is no evidence, and her mind is quite kind. The husband and wife not only have to bear the pain of bereavement, but also suffer from the dull pain in their hearts all the time!

Wen Qiang paused as he went upstairs, then he turned around suddenly, and was very close to the couple, so close that every word he said could reach their ears clearly, "We did it, yours My son was handed over to traffickers together with my mother. Maybe he froze to death in that winter, maybe his leg was broken, and he was begging on the street! Hahaha, the Wen family can only be mine!" He said Turning around, Shi Shiran went upstairs, Su Huan was not dead yet, he knew it, but in his mind, Su Huan's death was a matter of time, it was just because he had bad luck during this period, the killer didn't know why he didn't If you take his order, then find a few gangsters to harm Su Huan. As long as you have enough money, you can die for money!

In the living room, Wenqing and his wife stood there like puppets who had lost their souls, but would the puppets cry silently?