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A reporter?

Wen Tiantian frowns slightly, is hesitating, the hand is suddenly caught.

She quickly turned back in fear. Feng Ming took her hand, turned her head and blinked her eyes.

"I'll take you back first."

Then he took her through the crowd and ran outside.

Wentiantian has no time to explain, and is pulled away from the gate of yuncuizhuang by him in a hurry.

Looking back, the reporter was still looking at them from a distance.

The scene just now seems to have been filmed.

She frowned and worried.

Finally left the crowd, wentiantian gasped to stop, breathing fresh air.

Looking up at Feng Ming, they looked at each other and laughed.

"I'm sorry, we shouldn't have been so embarrassed when we first met. Maybe next time, we can choose a better place. "

Wen Tiantian nodded and said with a smile, "I'll trouble you next time."

Feng Ming waved his hand and asked, "shall I take you back?"

"No need."

Wen Tiantian declined his offer: "it's very close to Wen's house. I'm driving here myself."

Feng Ming didn't force him to go. He watched Wen Tiantian get on the car and then turned away.

After Wen Tiantian got on the car, she always thought about the reporter just now.

Although she hoped that this meeting could let Ji Jingchen know, but she did not want to make things big.

If those photos are sent out, I don't know what kind of disturbance it will cause.

Is hesitating, the distance underground parking lot door, suddenly someone quickly passed by.

It is autumn now, and the weather is still hot, not to mention it is noon.

The man, however, was sneaking in a black suit, a windbreaker of the same color, sunglasses and a black fisherman's cap.

Wen Tian Tian's movement slowly stopped.

Is it a reporter again?

She thought for a moment, then got out of the car and walked in the direction the man left.

Just walk to the door, but see each other has gone far.

Far away, can only see each other's body is bloated, wearing a hat, vaguely can distinguish is a man.

Because the distance is too far, Wen Tiantian didn't catch up with her, so she had to turn back to the car.

Driving away from the underground parking lot, passing the gate of yuncuizhuang, two police cars suddenly roared past and stopped at the gate of yuncuizhuang.

Several policemen got out of the car with grave faces and walked inside.

Something seems to have happened.

Wen Tiantian slows down the speed, lowers the window and slowly drives by. At this time, several people standing on the roadside are talking in a low voice.

"Someone's dead!"

"I heard it was found in the toilet. What a terrible death."

"That murderer is really abnormal. He also stands up the body, nails it on the wall, and his face is painted with a strange smile. I heard that people who went to the bathroom were scared to death. "

"Isn't it? This kind of thing happened in such a big hotel. "

"The police said it came out an hour ago. It's really horrible to think of it. Now the killer hasn't been caught yet."

Wen Tiantian listened to their discussion and looked at yuncuizhuang.

There was a lot of noise inside, and there were constantly guests running out of panic.

Half an hour ago, wasn't that when she was eating in there?

She thought of the man she had just seen in the underground parking lot. In retrospect, he didn't seem to be a journalist.

Does he have anything to do with this murder?

Wen Tiantian thinks while stepping on the accelerator and slowly leaves yuncuizhuang.

It seems that we should avoid here in the future so as to avoid danger.

The next day, the meeting between Wen Tiantian and Feng Ming was published in the magazine and spread all over the streets. Almost everyone saw this report.

Ji Jingchen just finished the market meeting, but he always felt that many managers looked at him in a different way.

When he is not paying attention, he always looks at him with pitiful eyes.

Poor?

Ji Jingchen thought of the word and frowned.

What happened?

He was wondering, ready to go back to the office.

Before I got to the door, I saw several people gathered around the Secretary's desk, chatting together.

"Is it? I didn't expect such a big thing happened. "

"No, she just confessed on TV two days ago? So soon

"But this time, we can't blame Miss Wen, who made Ji always cold and unfriendly. Before Miss Wen delivered lunch, he drove her out. If I were, I didn't like it either

"It's better to look at Feng Ming. He's a half breed. He's no worse than Ji Zong. He's gentle and elegant. He seems to be the best match for Miss Wen. I'd like him to be with Miss Wen."Ji Jingchen heard this and leaned over.

"What are you talking about?"

Several people heard his voice and almost jumped up from the ground and hid the things in their hands behind them in a hurry.

Stuttering.

"Discipline, discipline? Is the meeting over? I'm going to help you arrange the next activity right now

Ji Jingchen looked at his nervous appearance and frowned more tightly.

"What were you talking about just now?" he said in a deep voice

With that, his eyes fell behind the man and stretched out his hand.

"Give it to me."

The Secretary and several people hesitated for a while. Seeing Ji Jingchen's resolute eyes, they had to carefully take out the magazine hidden behind him.

"General manager Ji, calm down..."

Before he finished speaking, the magazine in his hand was directly taken away by Ji Jingchen.

The page on the magazine just stays on a huge photo.

In the photo, Wen Tiantian and Feng Ming stand together with their hands clasped.

They seem to be in front of yuncuizhuang, and there are many people around.

With a smile on his face, Feng Ming's sweet feeling almost broke through the magazine, spilled out directly on him, turned into a sharp sword, and directly penetrated into his heart.

Ji Jingchen was shocked, and his eyes seemed to kill.

The Secretary's expression was even more startled. He wanted to take the magazine back, so as not to stimulate Ji Jingchen again.

However, Ji Jingchen raised his hand directly to avoid it and quickly turned to the back.

Five or six photos, each occupying a page.

When two people meet in the hall of yuncuizhuang, fengteng bends down and leans on wentiantian's shoulder.

There are also photos of two people entering the box together.

There is also a picture of two people sitting in a peace box and having a good time talking with each other.

Each of them, like the sharpest knife, directly pierced Ji Jingchen's heart. All his limbs were full of sharp pain and let him breathe.

He held the magazine hand slowly tight, three centimeter thick magazine was squeezed into a ball of waste paper.

One side of the secretary a few people look at, want to enlighten, but dare not speak.

Can only helplessly, watching Ji Jingchen's face more and more ugly.

At this time, they had no doubt that if the seal appeared in front of them, Ji Jingchen would not hesitate to tear it up!

As long as I knew, even if they killed them, they would not show this report to Ji Jingchen.