Dear Officer Zhuang

Chapter 218
"However, it's okay, just sleep for one night. I'm just too tired, so I'm a little tired and unmotivated. It's normal to be unmotivated from time to time, but after resting, the energy will return." Wen Mi explained.

She took advantage of the situation to change the subject, not wanting Zhuang Xun to be too entangled in this matter.

"Have you read the news report I wrote?" Wen Mi asked.

Zhuang Xun was startled.

Looking at him, Wen Mi guessed that Zhuang Xun probably hadn't seen it.

"You all know that I'm a criminal investigation reporter, and we've been together for a while, so you're not curious about the press release I wrote? You don't want to read it?" Wen Mi pretended to be a little angry.

Wen Xingyin knew to read the press release written by her, but he, his real boyfriend, didn't seem to have such thoughts.

Zhuang Xun really didn't want to search for the press release written by Wen Mi.

At first, when he didn't like her, he naturally wouldn't think of this matter.

Later, he gradually fell in love with her, and he didn't think of such a thing—it was purely because he was too straight, and he didn't think about it, and Wen Mi would usually discuss her work and encounters with him. He already knew a lot about her working situation, let alone thinking about it.

But the press release written by the girlfriend, his boyfriend—and the boyfriend who is related to her career, has never read it, which is really a bit unreasonable.

"I'll search the Internet in a while." Zhuang Xun admitted his mistake with a good attitude.

Wen Mi snorted arrogantly at first, with a cold and arrogant attitude of "only thinking about it now to search".

However, after a while, she said indifferently: "It doesn't matter whether you read it or not, it's not a press release that won a press award, and you know the news I'm following very well. I just suddenly remembered this Yes, just ask casually."

Wen Mi felt indifferent from the bottom of her heart.

But when Zhuang Xun heard what she said, he didn't know if she really didn't care, or if she was talking ironically.

What is there to say?

The "don't" on a woman's mouth actually means "yes" sometimes?
In the same way, when Wen Mi said "it doesn't matter", it actually means "it doesn't matter"?
So, after hanging up the video call, Zhuang Xun went online to search for the press release written by Wen Mi.

He entered the word "Wenmi" in the input box and clicked to confirm.

The entries that come out are all related to people with the same name and surname.

Zhuang Xun flipped through seven or eight pages before he found a press release about Liu Mingyin's "suicide" case.

The signature of the press release is——Our reporter Wen Mi

Zhuang Xun studied the press release carefully, and continued to praise proudly in his heart: his girlfriend did write very well.

After reading it, Zhuang Xun continued to scroll back, trying to find more press releases written by Wen Mi.

However, apart from a piece of campus bullying and a press release about Xu Changwen's case, he couldn't find anything else.

Zhuang Xun couldn't help feeling puzzled.

He knew that the results of website search were ranked according to certain indicators.

Those with higher popularity and more search times will be ranked first.

These two press releases written by Wen Mi were both nine or ten years ago.There is no popularity, and it will be ranked very late on the search results page, which makes sense.

But what about the press releases that Wen Mi wrote in the past two years?Why can't I find it?

It stands to reason that the press releases she wrote in the past two years should be relatively easy to find.

Could it be that Wen Mi has changed careers?Are you no longer a criminal investigation reporter?

Zhuang Xun only thought of this possibility.

Why did Wen Mi change careers and not be a criminal investigation reporter?Is it because she is married and her other half disagrees?
Thinking of this, Zhuang Xun felt a little heartbroken and stopped in time.

He didn't want to search for this on the Internet before, and he was right.

He was just worried that if he found out that Wen Mi married someone else, he would feel bad and didn't know what to do.

Zhuang Xun quickly closed the webpage.

Just live in the moment.

Sometimes not knowing what will happen in the future is also a kind of happiness.

……

Before going to work the next day, Wen Mi planned to pack an egg-filled biscuit and soy milk at a breakfast stall near her community, and planned to wait until she arrived at the company.

There were quite a few people in front of the egg-filled biscuit stand, and they were all office workers like Wen Mi.

While Wen Mi was waiting in line, a girl with a ball head would look at her from time to time.

Sensing her gaze, Wen Mi also looked at her.

But she has no impression of this girl at all, and she doesn't know this girl.

Wen Mi was about to look away and continue playing with her phone when the girl with the ball head stepped forward.

"Did you go to our beauty salon yesterday to interview Miss Yu's journalist?" the girl asked.

Wen Mi was startled.

She searched in her memory, but still had no impression of this girl.

"Yes." Wen Mi nodded: "Which beauty salon do you work in?"

"Yes!" said the girl.

"But I probably didn't see you yesterday." Wen Mi said.

"It's normal that you haven't seen me. There are so many employees in the beauty salon. You can't meet everyone and have an impression of everyone. However, I have an impression of you." The girl said.

Wen Mi laughed at herself and said: "My colleague and I waited in your beauty salon for two hours, but in the end we still failed to interview Ms. Yu. It can be regarded as being kicked out of the beauty salon by her. Of course you will be very impressed."

"You still want to interview colleagues in our beauty salon, but no one is willing to be interviewed, is it?" the girl said.

Wen Mi smiled: "Yes."

"Every time the beauty salon gives us training, it will repeatedly emphasize that we should keep the privacy of our customers and keep our customers' privacy secret. No matter what should be said or what should not be said, we will never say anything. The director said that we are a high-end beauty salon. , Different from those less popular beauty salons outside, customers should not only experience God-like service in our beauty salon, but also have a sense of security." The girl said.

"I see." Wen Mi agreed.

She saw it yesterday too.

"The dean told you not to talk, why are you talking so much to me?" Wen Mi teased.

"I'm leaving today. I won't be an employee of the beauty salon any more. Those demands won't control me." The girl raised her chin.

Wen Mi's eyes lit up, and she vaguely guessed something.

In the next second, the girl's words confirmed her guess.

"Actually, our employees are gossiping in private about whether Ms. Yu is the murderer. Because you see, Mr. Han has only passed away for a few days, and she is in the mood to come to our beauty salon for body care. Yesterday, a beautician specially came to She mentioned Boss Han in front of her, saying that Boss Han died unexpectedly, Miss Yu must be having a hard time these days. Guess what Miss Yu said?" The girl raised her eyebrows.

Wen Mi: "..."

(End of this chapter)