Finally, Jiang Fengming broke the embarrassment by covering her lips with a dry cough. In the past few days when she was away, he personally went to K city to investigate the transportation company. He found that there were ancient tombs around, but no one maintained them now. Several cemeteries were obviously stolen.

When Shen Qingqing heard the news, she felt very sad, and her embarrassment had been eliminated unconsciously.

The blush on her face faded, and she said angrily, "it's too much. They are all cultural relics belonging to the country. They were stolen and sold by those tomb robbers. Many cultural relics exiled abroad are given by them!"

In the eyes of those who do their business, grave robbers are just as hateful as traffickers.

When he saw the destroyed tombs with his own eyes, Jiang Fengming's mood was similar to hers, but he was introverted and didn't write his mood directly on his face.

"President Jiang, have you reported this to the relevant departments?" Shen Qingqing was afraid that all the cultural relics would be stolen.

Jiang Feng Ming nodded, "said hello, there should be someone to maintain in the near future."

"That's good." Shen Qingqing felt more at ease. At the same time, she had an idea. However, she felt that she was not qualified, so she put it in her heart for the time being.

After they talked about this, they talked about the focus of their work in the next few days. Shen Qingqing also apologized for always asking for leave.

"Don't worry. You don't mean to be lazy. You can't ask for leave when you are hurt." When Jiang Fengming went to look at her arm, her eyes swept over the band aid, and her face became colder.

Shen Qingqing thinks that he is still dissatisfied with her always asking for leave. He secretly tells himself that he must be careful not to get hurt again in the future. Otherwise, Jiang Fengming's patience reaches a certain level and will fire her sooner or later.

The company used to be her father's, and she was reluctant to leave, and she was reluctant to give up the job she loved.

The next day, Shen Qingqing got a call from Lin Zihan when she was about to leave work at noon. She asked her to have lunch together and said that she had business.

Shen Qingqing thought that she hadn't contacted him for a long time, so she readily agreed.

In the dining room, Shen Qingqing saw Lin Zihan, who had not seen him for many days. He showed a kind smile on his face. "Elder martial brother, I'm sorry I'm late."

"No, no, I arrived early." As always, Lin Zihan was considerate. He got up and pulled a chair for her. "Sit down quickly."

"Thank you, elder martial brother." Shen Qingqing tried to be as natural as before, otherwise she would feel embarrassed when she met later.

Lin Zihan also pretended that he had forgotten all about kissing her, and the atmosphere was quite comfortable.

When the dishes were ready, it was almost over. Shen Qingqing saw that he was still talking about business. Then he asked, "elder martial brother, you said you had something to tell me. What's the matter?"

Lin Zihan patted his forehead. "Look at my memory, I forgot my business. If you don't take the initiative to mention it, I may go back in this way for a while."

Shen Qingqing said with a smile that he was OK and waited for his text.

Lin Zihan put down his chopsticks, wiped the corners of his mouth with a tissue, leaned forward and asked seriously, "do you remember the transportation company trading cultural relics in K city?"

Shen Qingqing nodded, "of course I remember."

It was an adventure for her. First she met some hooligans, then she met a typhoon on the road, and Leng Shaoheng was injured. Finally, Jiang Fengming and Fu Qing risked their lives to save them.

Otherwise, she would have been involved in Leng Shaoheng and died in the typhoon.

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