CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Jiang ruting was a little restless all the way. She didn't take a deep breath in the car until she got to the crew.

She has been with JOJO in the crew for some time. She walked in all the way and met several people greeting her along the way.

When she met the enthusiastic little girl, she kindly reminded her that JOJO had put on makeup and was waiting for the play.

She smiled and said thank you and changed her destination to the shooting scene.

Seeing her coming, JOJO didn't ask her where she went last afternoon and evening, but calmly said, "I have something to do tomorrow. I've just asked the director for leave here. You have to coordinate the follow-up."

Jiang ruting nodded. She knew that tomorrow was Qin Zhixu's wedding, and JOJO naturally wanted to participate.

Just

She hesitated at the thought of Jiang Rumo coming back from the outside in the morning.

It won't be calm tomorrow.

She knows.

How could my sister watch such an important scene go smoothly.

Jiang ruting didn't speak for a long time. JOJO was a little strange. He turned his head and looked at her. He saw some hesitation on her face, so he asked, "what's the matter with you?"

"Nothing." Jiang ruting shook his head and said to JOJO, "don't worry, I'll arrange everything."

JOJO nodded and said no more.

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Xiangcheng.

Xiangyu school.

Jian Yi looks at the clock on the classroom wall and calculates the time silently.

This is a five-year class with two consecutive self-study classes every week.

In these two classes, everyone defaults to free time in their seats.

However, because this is the first self-study class, most people are still doing their own exercises quietly.

Suddenly, a small note was thrown on Jian Yi's desk.

He stared at the folded note, and a sudden smile came up at the corner of his mouth.

The prey is hooked.

Jian Yi reaches out to pick up the note and opens it slowly, acting elegantly like opening a beautifully packaged gift box.

"See you on the roof."

There are only three words on the note without signature.

But Jian Yi knows that it was written by Zhao Xu. He knows the handwriting.

He moved his fingers, folded the note back into its original shape and held it in the palm of his hand.

In the second class, most students have been lazy. They are either chatting quietly with their front and rear deskmates or doing their own things.

No one noticed that there were two people missing in the classroom.

Mo Xiulin looked at the empty positions where Jian Yi and Zhao Xu were. His eyes were bright and floating. He took out his mobile phone and sent a message to the other people.

The content is as simple as Zhao Xu's note, with only two words - action.

He put away his cell phone after sending it, winked at Mo Xiuqian, got up first and sneaked out of the back door.

After he left, Mo Xiuqian looked around the classroom and saw that no one paid attention to herself. Then she quietly took out headphones and radio equipment from the drawer and slipped out of the classroom.

Class two, three years.

Shazhi, who is having a computer class, sits in the corner of the classroom where she picked up early this morning. Even if the teacher comes down to patrol, she won't see her screen.

After receiving the message from Mo Xiulin, she quickly tapped several keys on the keyboard. The unified picture of the teacher's lecture in front of her suddenly disappeared, and instead appeared the monitoring picture on the roof.

Who are the two people in the picture who are not Jian Yi and Zhao Xu.

Roof terrace.

The two stood opposite each other. Jian Yi looked at the man in front of him and said, "what can I do for you?"

Zhao Xu sneered: "you really have some skills. I checked. Mo Xiujin is not a good product."

He looked at Jian Yi angrily: "you were able to pretend before. Even I was cheated by you."

"We haven't pretended. Being cheated only shows that you are stupid." Jian Yi's tone and expression are light, looking at Zhao Xu and saying, "please don't insult our IQ with your mental retardation."

Not to mention his real strength, Zhao Xu can't compare with Jian Yi in talking.

In just two words, he was already angered by Jian Yi. He pointed to Jian Yi and said, "don't be so arrogant. I might have been bad at chess sometimes in the past, but today, no matter what you say, you will lose!"

He said, pointing to the rope tied to his waist, stretched out an arm and pointed to the bottom of the fence behind him. He smiled darkly: "guess what everyone would think if I jumped down from here now?"

Jian Yi shrugged slightly, frowned and replied with a false meaning, "I think you're a psycho."

"Do you think I'm an ordinary rope?" Zhao Xu looked at Jian Yi with sarcasm. "After I landed, the rope will automatically retract, and someone has already picked me up. I'll be slightly injured at most. No one will think I was intentional, and they can't find evidence."

"And you..." he said, pointing to Jian Yi, and the corners of his mouth gradually raised. "When I fell, the only person who stayed on the roof with me became the murderer!"

Jian Yi frowned slightly, but before he could speak, Zhao Xu went on: "no matter how you argue, no one will believe you. Ning Jiwei's son is a murderer! What do you think of this topic?"

Zhao Xu seems to have seen the overwhelming news on online TV at that time. Jian Yi is accused by various media and public opinion and has no place to settle down. Ning Jiwei is also in a mess but lacks skills.

This is really a great play.

He couldn't help looking forward, and his expression became crazy.

Jian Yi looked at him coldly and went crazy. Instead of answering his words, he just asked him, "how did you blow up the headmaster's office?"

Hearing his question, Zhao Xu raised his eyebrows and didn't speak.

"I checked, but I still don't understand how you can ensure that all of us are on the scene so accurately in your absence, and then avoid the crowd and monitoring and blow up the office?"

Seeing Jian Yi's expression in doubt, Zhao Xu couldn't help laughing more wildly: "aren't you very smart? Why can't you even think of this?"

"Well, I can't think of it." Jian Yi simply nodded and spread his hands. "Anyway, you're sure to win today. Why don't you tell me the truth before you win and let me understand when I lose."

In the past, Jian Yi always looked cold, as if he was a genius all over the world, and no one was as smart as him. But at this moment, Jian Yi, like a loser, begged him to answer questions he couldn't think of. What could be more pleasing to the eye than this scene?

Zhao Xu laughed enough and gasped: "well, for your sake, I'll tell you."

Jian Yi's eyelids are slightly raised and a dark light slides across her eyes.

He made a sign of being all ears and asked Zhao Xu again.

Zhao Xu was in a good mood and said honestly, "it's actually very simple to do this. It only needs a little."

"What point?"

"That is, although I was not present, my people were present." Zhao Xu said, stretching out his hands and looking up, turned half a circle in place and said in the direction of the headmaster's office.

"Your man?" Jian Yi looked at him and said, "who's your man?"

"Just remember who else was in the office that day?" he put his finger around his temple, meaning to let Jane Yi use his mind.

Looking at the man in front of him, his eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He didn't understand. Zhao Xu wanted to laugh.

He really enjoyed this moment and the way Jian Yi asked him for help like a fool in front of him.