Rebirth of Jinse Nianhua

Zhou Diqing didn’t catch the opportunity this time and played tricks. He drove me directly to the office building where Yushen’s creativity is located. I opened the car door and prepared to go down. Are you ready to die downstairs?"

I didn't find it funny: "I can't afford Mr. Zhou's time, which is so valuable." In fact, he was tactfully rejecting him.

Zhou Diqing was also amused by me, and spread her hands together, making a childlike grievance: "Then I have no choice but to retreat first."

I quickly got out of the car, bowed my body and waved to Zhou Diqing: "Goodbye."

Zhou Diqing nodded and smiled at me, then shifted gears and stepped on the accelerator, a blue shadow instantly disappeared in front of my eyes. I looked in the direction Zhou Diqing was driving away from, and couldn't tell what it was like in my heart.

After smoothing out his restless mood, he let out a long breath before walking towards the lobby of the office building.

I took the elevator to the floor where Yushen’s creativity is located, and as soon as I got out of the elevator, I bumped into Ye Qinyuan who hadn’t seen him for a long time. The old man who pretended to be young was not surprised to see me, on the contrary, he looked like he knew he would run into me. His facial expression, but it’s not like the usual opening remarks when he bumped into me, which is a self-proclaimed joke or unscrupulous teasing. I intuitively feel that there is some emotion in his eyes looking at me, and this kind of look is definitely not friendly.

I thought to myself that I am not in arrears with your design draft, and a new design is always handed in on time every quarter. Do you dare to use this kind of look to delay me?

Ye Qinyuan glanced at me coldly, wishing he could eat me up, and let out a disdainful "hum" in his nose: "Master Ruan really knows how to pick a time to come." Then he entered the elevator and closed the door without waiting for my reply. .

I was a little stunned. It felt as uncomfortable as being rejected by someone. Did this guy eat a firecracker today? He spoke so aggressively.

Although I don't understand where I accidentally offended Ye Qinyuan, I'm not in the mood to waste time entangled in such trivial matters at such a critical moment.

Entering the gate of Yushen Creative, Rita was still the same as before. As soon as she saw me, she greeted me enthusiastically and called out affectionately: "Tongtong!"

I smiled at her, looked around but didn't find Song Yu's shadow, and immediately got to the point: "Where is my brother-in-law?"

"Boss Song...you haven't come to the company today." Rita seemed to suddenly remember something and looked a little embarrassed. I felt something was wrong with her, and I was puzzled. Magazines spread out.

Rita followed my line of sight, exclaimed and immediately covered the magazine with her hand. I knew she might do it out of good intentions, but she didn't know that it would only cover up, and there were also strange eyes from other employees around. It's so obvious.

"You don't need to cover it up. I can tell what this report is about just by looking at the headline." I couldn't help feeling tighter, it turned out that Yan Jing really didn't lie to me.

Rita opened her mouth to say something, but finally swallowed everything that came to her lips.

"Okay, Sister Rita can do whatever she wants, and you don't need to greet me." I forced a passable smile, "Lend me the magazine, okay?"

Rita looked at me with some embarrassment and distress, and finally offered the gossip magazine with both hands.

I reached out to take it, turned around and walked towards Song Yu's exclusive office, and closed the door to block all curious eyes from outside.

In the magazine—the Song family's third young master lost to a Japanese lacquerware tycoon, and was taken away by a knife four years ago!

A bold line of blood-red characters is very eye-catching. Just looking at this eye-catching title, the magazine should have been sold out. I tried my best to suppress the anger in my heart, and the corners of my mouth twitched to read the text.

I have to admire that the reporter of this magazine has great powers. He writes as if he has witnessed it with his own eyes. It also implicitly involves the Song Group, from the marriage of Song Yu and his sister to how Hirohiko Asai stole love to Song From the divorce between Yu and her sister to the time when her sister and Asai are now living together, everything that happened during this period is vividly written on the paper, which is even more exciting than a bloody romance novel.But I also saw some very strange clues. Although the words in this report are exaggerated, it hits the nail on the head on many key issues. If the person concerned did not reveal the news, I don’t think the gods would be able to write it so convincingly. Text.

I suddenly thought of two scenes that Song Mi directed and acted in two years ago. One was that Song Mi deliberately framed Su Chen and pushed him off the stand in order to cut off all the escape routes of Su Chen, and the other was that Song Mi wanted to give Song Yu and me Out of anger, he intentionally asked Bai Nuoqi to have dinner and was followed by the paparazzi. These two scenes caused an uproar at the time, but they both had one fatal thing in common—the beneficiary was the one who caused the crime.

So the spearhead was pointed at Song Yu, sister and Asai Hirohiko. Except for themselves, no one would know the details better than them.

But the more I think about it, the more strange it becomes. How could Song Yu do such a thing? This report is like putting an inexplicable green hat on himself, and what will Song Wanzhuo do when he learns that he and his sister have already divorced? He also knows what to do. In order to buy more time, he once made a deal with his sister, asking her not to hold a wedding with Asai until I turned eighteen. According to Song Yu's intelligence, he would absolutely Don't dig a hole for yourself to jump into.

As for Asai Hirohiko, as the head of the famous Asai family in Japan, he has no reason to watch himself being put on the stage for everyone to judge. As the head of the family, the reputation of the family should be more important than anything else in his opinion. , on the headlines of entertainment gossip?I guess he wasn't interested at all.

Then the only person who might break the news is my sister.elder sister?The more I thought about it, the more panicked I became, because judging from the current situation, the only beneficiary of this report is indeed my sister, and the only clue that runs through the entire report is also my sister.

Now in Tokyo, my sister is still busy with the first show of Fanji lacquerware products in the Japanese market. Since it is ShowTime, it is inevitable that some topics will be fermented to increase the influence of Fanji lacquerware. There is never a shortage of gossip in China. There is no topic that has more impact than the Song Group.

I have no way to describe the fear I feel towards my sister at this moment. I always knew that my insignificant morality is not enough to see through her, but I never thought that she could step on anyone's shoulders to achieve her goal. climb up.

Such a staggering result makes me dumbfounded.

The magazine in my hand has been pinched beyond recognition. Looking at the last sentence of the article, "Congratulations to the lovers who finally get married", I find it extremely ironic that my sister has not forgotten to announce her and Hirohiko Asai's wedding date to the world.Hehe, on October 2013, 10, it was indeed when I turned eighteen. Facing such an auspicious day, I couldn’t find any reason to blame my sister. Promise of.

2014-08-13