Lu Xixin was locked up on the second floor. She did not sit down, but stood in front of the window with her hands behind her hands, looking at the sky outside.
The moon tonight is very round, full, big and bright.
She recalled what her Chinese teacher said when she was in elementary school, saying that the moon represents harmony, expresses longing, and expresses attachment to relatives.
At that moment, little Lu Xixin secretly thought, where would her relatives be?
——The bright moon rises on the sea, and the world is at this moment together.
At this moment, are her parents who are far away from home admiring the same moon as her?
Grandpa Gu said that he picked her up on a remote road. Because the place was remote, it was not safe for her as a little girl, and she was so beautiful that she would be kidnapped as a child bride, so he took her home.
At that time, she was dressed very beautifully, in a little satin cheongsam, with long hair in a delicate and beautiful bun, and a beautiful little leather bag on her shoulder.
With such a fashionable dress, you can see that he is a child who has been carefully cared for and raised by his mother.
Grandpa Gu said that her mother must love her very much.
Lu Xixin felt the same way. Although she was too young and had forgotten many things, she would still remember those gentle and approachable phoenix eyes when she dreamed about them at midnight.
The owner of Fengyan loved her so much that he bought her a beautiful little dress and wore the same mother-daughter outfit with her to dress her up beautifully.
She also said that Nannan is her favorite little princess!
However... now...
Lu Xixin suddenly squatted down and covered her chest and mouth. It was a kind of pain that was like tearing out the flesh and sucking out the marrow.
Her mother was gone. The mother she had been longing for for so many years said she no longer wanted her and wished she would drown her.
Why is it like this?
Lu Xixin lowered her eyes, her eyes filled with bone-crushing pain.
——
On the other side, Shen Jiayao found out that Lu Xixin was missing and was very unhappy, very unhappy.
The air pressure was so low that there were dark clouds covering a ten-mile radius.
At this moment, he was sitting on the sofa, his thin lips pursed tightly, his handsome face expressionless, as if carved from ice and snow.
Secretary Dong came over for a walk and was immediately shivering from the cold. He ran to hug other colleagues in the President's Office to keep warm.
Other colleagues were studying how to create opportunities for the president and Lu Xixin to meet by chance. When they saw Secretary Dong coming, they immediately surrounded him and asked: "How is Miss Xixin doing there? Are you scared?"
This group of people, who used to be in suits and leather shoes, were all elites who graduated from the world's top prestigious universities. At this time, their faces were all filled with gossipy expressions.
Various questions were asked: "Has the CEO ever been so angry as to be a beauty?"
"Is Miss Xixin so moved that she threw herself into the CEO's arms?"
"Do you need our help? I can write a professional plan for chasing girls."
…
Secretary Dong was dizzy from the noise from these people, and felt extremely helpless. Can you please act like an elite? You are all industry bosses with an annual salary of several million, and you receive stock options and dividends. Can you stop acting like a bitch?
He made a pause gesture, and then said: "Miss Xixin has left."
In an instant, the atmosphere in the room was silent.
At this moment, all the elites have only one thought in their hearts: the president is going to explode!
Secretary Dong glanced at everyone and thought: It's too late, it has already exploded.
Just as he was about to tell everyone about the CEO's cold expression in detail, he received a call from Shen Jiayao, and he jumped up like a carp and hurried over.
Shen Jiayao was angry for only a moment, but soon regained his senses and got down to business.
He leaned on the sofa and tapped his knuckles on the glass: "Have you got the surveillance camera?"
Shen Jiayao asked about the surveillance of Lu Xixin falling into the water. Lu Yaqing and Zhao Yuanyuan were behind Lu Xixin at that time, and they were very close. Shen Jiayao did not see clearly who was responsible for the trouble, but saw Lu Xixin staggering.
one time.
Without conclusive evidence, he couldn't say that Lu Xixin was pushed into the water, so he immediately asked someone to copy and monitor it.
There were many surveillance cameras over the lotus pond, but the distance was far away, and I was not sure which surveillance camera could capture the picture, so I told Secretary Dong to be careful and search patiently.
As a result, Secretary Dong actually told him that he didn’t get it!
"What's going on?" Shen Jiayao frowned.
With his current status, which can be said to be second to none in Haicheng, how could he not even get a small surveillance.
Secretary Dong replied: "The park said the surveillance system was broken."
"What about the hotel's surveillance?"
"It was said that it was deleted accidentally!"
"Haha——" Shen Jiayao sneered.
His temperament was already cold, giving people a feeling of being unapproachable. At this moment, he had an overwhelming cold aura, which made Secretary Dong lower his head even lower and almost froze.
"That's interesting." Shen Jiayao's tone was cold, and there was no trace of warmth in his tone when he spoke: "We couldn't get the surveillance camera, and the hotel people said that the room designed to harm Xi Xin was unoccupied. Tell me, how could it be such a coincidence?
"
Having said this, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Secretary Dong.
The momentum is fierce and pressing, with overwhelming oppression.
Secretary Dong's head was buried so low that he couldn't say a word.
After a while, Shen Jiayao suddenly sneered, and the tense atmosphere in the room suddenly disappeared.
"This hotel belongs to Zhang Quanyou, right?"
Secretary Dong nodded: "Yes, he runs it. He has hotels in several scenic spots. Because he has a wide network of contacts, he can come up with things, and the business is pretty good."
After hearing this, Shen Jiayao leaned back and sat on the sofa, returning to his lazy look.
Then he lowered his eyes, looked at his fingertips, and said quietly: "How can we open a five-star hotel if we can't even set up surveillance?"
Secretary Dong's heart shrank, the hair on his back stood upside down, and he subconsciously looked at Shen Jiayao: "What do you mean?"
"Shut it down." Shen Jiayao said in an understatement, as if letting a five-star hotel go bankrupt was just an extremely common thing.
"Don't worry." Secretary Dong's eyes darkened. He bowed and exited the room. When he came out of the corridor, his back immediately straightened.
Even though he was timid and shy in front of Shen Jiayao, he was a top student who graduated from an Ivy League university. He was a genius from childhood to adulthood. His undergraduate degree was from the North, and his graduate degree went abroad to study in the Ivy League.
He was just a secretary to Shen Jiayao, but it was no problem to go out and manage a company with assets of hundreds of millions.
Secretary Dong returned to the group of gossip elites. Without saying anything, he knocked on the door first.
Someone immediately understood, it was the technical boss: "Don't worry, there is no monitoring or monitoring in the room, I checked it."
Secretary Dong nodded with a serious expression and repeated Shen Jiayao's instructions.
After hearing this, the elites immediately calmed down and began to divide their work. In less than an hour, they calculated the hotel's passenger flow and turnover, as well as a comprehensive analysis plan for the hotel, and all social relations about Zhang Quanyou.
The investigation was clear.
Form analysis sheets were released one after another, and a beautiful woman asked: "White or black?"
This question is about using legitimate business methods or operating it privately. Zhang Quanyou’s butt is not clean, and there is a lot of blood on his hands.
The secretary-general pushed up his glasses: "Be polite first and then attack!"