Zhang He knew all the details of Yunjiang.

But if you ask him every day to determine when the garbage truck comes to collect garbage, he really doesn't know...

Jiang Lingxiao didn't ask Zhang He what he threw away.

But when he went to the parking lot on the first floor, his face was filled with the look that Zhang He dared not look at.

The garbage truck will park on the underground floor every night, and the cleaning workers will gather the garbage on each floor here and carry it on the truck one by one.

"Stop!" Seeing the garbage truck worker and the cleaner transporting a large black plastic bag to the truck, Zhang He hurriedly shouted,

Looking at the at a loss of time, Zhang He didn't care about his face, "Which is the garbage bag on the floor of the General Manager?"

"This..." The cleaner was confused when he looked at the bulging garbage bag.

A pungent smell filled the underground parking lot. Jiang Lingxiao couldn't help but cough, "Clear the scene."

"Let's go for the time being, I'm going to find something." Zhang He's face was serious.

The cleaner and the garbage truck worker were frightened and left in a glance.

Without waiting for Zhang He to say anything, Jiang Lingxiao pointed, "You are responsible for that side, I am responsible for this side."

Zhang He was trembling with heart, "Master Xiao, why don't I come alone."

Jiang Lingxiao sneered in a hoarse voice, "Ha, do you want to find tomorrow morning?"

Zhang He...

I didn't dare to say that I would ask Wei Hong to find him together, so I could only swallow the bitter fruit silently.

Tear open a garbage bag, and the smell of fermentation came to your nose.

Zhang He: "Um..."

I almost vomited all my breakfast.

On the other hand, Jiang Lingxiao had already turned over in an orderly manner.

"What's it?" He could still speak steadily.

"A white transparent plastic pocket," Zhang He couldn't even breathe, "inside was... some Chinese patent medicine."

Jiang Lingxiao stopped talking, grabbed the garbage bag's hand, but started to squeeze it tight.

medicine……

Yun Xueyao bought him medicine.

I made a special trip to Yunjiang to find him.

But not only did Zhang He not tell him, he also threw the medicine that Yun Xueyao bought for him into the trash can.

Also, who told Yun Xueyao that he was in Yunjiang?

He just had a small cold. Do these people think he was dead?

"Master Xiao, should Master Xiao ask Wei Hong to send him a mask..." Zhang He was in pain.

Jiang Lingxiao flew over coldly with a violent eye knife.

Zhang He... dared not speak anymore, so he could only search for it hard.

When I throw things, I feel happy. Who knows that such hell retribution is waiting for him?

The most terrifying thing is that Mr. Xiao and him are enduring this evil consequence.

Also, why can’t Mr. Xiao seem to smell these scents? Why can he remain calm?

Oh... Master Xiao seems to have a severe cold.

Nasal congestion.

Zhang He cried so loudly inside.

Bags of garbage were found, no, no plastic bag...

"Above." Jiang Lingxiao pointed to the car.

Zhang He had no choice but to climb up and then lift the already-packed garbage bags.

Change it to an hour ago.

Even if he cut off his head, he couldn't believe that Jiang Lingxiao, who was tall, would go to circulate the garbage truck in person one day.

Just to find a bag of unsurprising Chinese patent medicines...

Zhang He dared not speak or question, but only dared to work.

It was too smelly and too dirty. After searching for so long, he felt that he could not take either of his hands.

Ah, his slender hand holding a pen and typing!

Ah, Xiao Ye’s ace hands that control world finance!

Ah, they are all rummaging through the trash can now!

Suddenly, Jiang Lingxiao's hoarse voice came, "Is this the one?"

Zhang He looked back and his eyes lit up, "Yes!"

The plastic pockets are tied well.

The boxes of medicine inside were vaguely visible, and the bag was covered with all kinds of oil and milk tea...

Zhang He was still thinking about how to clean the bag.

Jiang Lingxiao had already taken off his coat, wrapped himself in his bag, held it in his arms and walked straight towards the elevator.

"It's done." He only left three words to Zhang He.

"Master Xiao," Zhang He greeted the cleaners in the distance while catching up with Jiang Lingxiao, "Master Xiao, I..."

"By the way, Africa has a promising future. You can go and open a wasteland." Jiang Lingxiao didn't look at Zhang He at all.

Zhang He stopped and his whole heart... suddenly became cold.

Less than the next day, a shocking rumor was circulating throughout Yunjiang.

Zhang He, the most powerful special assistant around Master Xiao, was sent to Africa for resting land because he accidentally lost a very important document!

How important is this document?

The important thing is that Xiao Ye stopped the garbage truck downstairs on the spot and ordered Zhang He to search in the smelly garbage. After searching for more than two hours, he finally found the documents.

Zhang Special Assistant, who has always been known for his shrewdness and stability, made such an incredible mistake that no one in Yunjiang could have guessed.

And Yunjiang actually had such an important document, which was so important that Xiao Ye exiled Zhang He, which made everyone dare not imagine.

Even the senior management couldn't guess which project this was so important?

I heard that Mr. Xiao was even guarding next to the garbage truck, regardless of the smell of the smell, and was standing by and watching Zhang He look for him.

The whole incident directly became an unsolved mystery in Yunjiang and recorded in history!

...

Yun Xueyao got up the next day and just walked out of the room when he found Jiang Lingxiao sleeping on the sofa.

She was very shocked.

She didn't even know when he came last night.

Step forward and almost encountered a tea set.

Yun Xueyao saw the medicine on the table at a glance, and it looked very familiar.

She bent down and took a few words to see, it was the medicine she bought for him.

Yun Xueyao turned around and looked at Jiang Lingxiao again, and finally found that his face was not normal.

It's not much better than yesterday morning.

She stepped over, squatted beside him, reached out to touch his forehead, but Jiang Lingxiao suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Yun Xueyao's wrist.

"Yao..." The first sound he said was so dumb and invisible.

Seeing the person in front of him clearly, the force on his hand was removed.

"What's going on?" Yun Xueyao touched his hot forehead, "Why are you still having a fever?"

Jiang Lingxiao closed his eyes and opened them hard, "I think it's okay..." He could speak, but it was still unspeakable, "This is how colds are."

I rummaged through the garbage last night. He took a bath in Yunjiang for a long time to make sure he didn't have any smell on his body.

The medicine packaging has also been removed from the smell.

But there might be a little cold wind on the way here.

Jiang Lingxiao didn't know either.

He was so tired that he didn't want to disturb Yun Xueyao, so he fell down and fell asleep.

Before going to bed, I also took the medicine that Yun Xueyao bought.
Chapter completed!