Bai Xiaoxi's eyebrows wrinkled slightly. She drank wine last night, and now she has some headache. Unexpectedly, Zhong Lin finds himself out to eat at this time. If not just told a lie, at this time white Creek just want to go back to the office, lie down on the table to rest.

But it is when the mind is upset, white Creek's mobile phone suddenly rings, still just that number, sent a message, the content and just that video has nothing to do with, but it is another more important thing.

At this moment, Bai Xiaoxi has no sense of sleepiness. His attitude suddenly changes. He goes forward and takes Zhong Lin's wrist. This sudden closeness makes Zhong Lin a little flattered. He really likes Bai Xiaoxi, not only to the extent of his good feelings.

"Then I Can I just call you brother Zhong Lin? " Bai Xiaoxi deliberately rubbed Zhong Lin's body with his body, which seemed very casual, but made Zhong Lin's heartbeat miss half a beat.

For lunch, Zhong Lin specially chose a very expensive Japanese cuisine. When men are always overwhelmed by joy, they tend to lose their heads. For example, at this time, if Bai Xiaoxi opens his mouth to Zhong Lin to pick up thousands of millions, he will not hesitate to agree to come down.

However, the purpose of Bai Xiaoxi is not to borrow money, but to use conventional language.

"By the way, brother Zhong Lin, do you usually fry stocks?" White Creek is very careful to ask, but also very astringent appearance, it seems to give a kind of primary school students to ask questions.

Zhong Lin put a piece of tuna in the bowl in front of the white brook, and shook his head indifferently. "I don't speculate in stocks. Occasionally, I will invest with the general direction of Mo, but it's all a little fuss and nothing."

Zhong Lin is very modest, but his annual salary is also a large sum of money, which Bai Xiaoxi does not know.

"In fact, I don't really understand. But recently, the stocks of CS company seem to be hot and promising. My relatives and friends have bought a lot of them. I didn't speculate in stocks, but the momentum is good, so I want to have a try..." Bai Xiaoxi smiles shyly. He picks up Zhong Lin's food in his bowl and puts it in his mouth.

The sweet and fishy smell fills the whole mouth in an instant. While enjoying the food, Bai Xiaoxi looks at Zhong Lin without trace.

When hearing about CS company, Zhong Lin's chopsticks stopped in the middle of the air. Isn't that the company that xiaochiyan and song Dongjian jointly set up to go public recently. Bai Xiaoxi has also been staring at this stock, Zhong Lin hesitated for a moment, or did not speak.

In the big right and wrong and personal love, Zhong Lin is still very clear, at least some things Bai Xiaoxi can never know.

Seeing that Zhong Lin didn't speak for a long time, Bai Xiaoxi took advantage of the situation to add code, took out his mobile phone and searched for it and said, "by the way, I almost forgot the important things..."

Before Zhong Lin asked, the phone seemed to have been connected. The sweet voice of the white brook was wandering in the Japanese clapboard room, gentle as the sun.

"Agent Chen, it's me. I contacted you before. I want to cash all the property units in my name. The sooner the better. Yes, that's right. Thank you... " Bai Xiaoxi deliberately lowered the volume to a very low level, but it happened that Zhong Lin could barely hear it, but it was not abrupt.

Sure enough, Zhong Lin asked solemnly, "stream, are you in any difficulty, why sell the house?"

Bai Xiaoxi is proud of himself. He is waiting for Zhong Lin's words, so he pretends to be surprised. "Have you heard all this?"

"In fact, I'm going to gamble, sell all the properties and invest them in CS. My friend bought it two weeks ago, and now it's doubled. You know, I have to make plans for my future. Be prepared

White brook a face relaxed and happy smile, still don't forget to give Zhong Lin some food, change the topic, "taste this, very sweet."

At this time, Zhong Lin didn't have any mind to eat. His eyebrows were tightly around him and he was crowded. Looking at the woman that he likes, he will jump into the sea of fire with the whole pair of body value on his back. If he looks like this, if the white brook knows anything in the future, he will not become a sinner for ages.

"Don't buy it. There's something wrong with this stock. It's bound to fall later. Don't buy it!" Zhong Lin only said such a sentence, and then let the white brook how to ask the routine, Zhong Lin would not say a word more.

Just say that white Creek must believe in itself, that's all.

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After dinner, Mo Liancheng accompanied Mu Qingqing to the mini warehouse building where the fire broke out that day. Standing outside, you can still clearly see the traces of many windows burned to the black by the fire, and still tell the public clearly what kind of baptism has been experienced here.

Mo Liancheng saw Mu Qingqing's body was a little stiff, so he took Mu Qingqing's hand, the kind of clasped fingers. Sure enough, Mu Qingqing's palm is cold and there is no temperature at all. The temperature from the palm of Mo Liancheng's hand made Mu Qingqing shiver.

After three minutes and forty-seven seconds, Mu Qingqing and Mo Liancheng had already sat on the seats in a shop on the first floor of Gongxia, waiting for the staff to carry the "remains" of Mu Qingqing's friendship memory fragments. This process is undoubtedly a long one.Mu Qingqing can even hear her heartbeat clearly, echoing in the empty and burnt temporary office. The whole atmosphere was almost dead, including the faces of the staff, all in a listless manner.

"Miss mu, here are all the things you have stored in the mini warehouse. Basically, you can see that all the prototype things are in the whole box. We also collected the rest of the charred ashes and debris, because we don't know if they are useful to you, so we have to give you the right to handle them. "

The staff's attitude is mild, but their expression has been extremely rigid. It must be that something so big has happened. It is enough to be annoyed to deal with the aftermath every day. They have to keep repeating the similar words. In other words, everyone is almost on the verge of collapse.

After inspection, sure enough, ye Youran's relics were burned to seven or eight, and several backpacks barely survived were also covered with scorching traces. But what is surprising is that a burned black iron box still keeps a complete diary, which has not been affected by the fire, and still retains its original appearance.

There is nothing else.