Lose 100 million today

The waiter pushed open the door of Chuzheng's box and put down the things.

"Is the person gone?"

"Let's go." The waiter said.

Chuzheng gave her the cash: "No one knows what happened today."

The waiter put the money away: "I don't know anything."

The waiter pushed it out very sensibly. Chuzheng opened the phone and looked at the contents.

My biological father would be furious.

Chuzheng thought for a moment and did not immediately send the thing to Chi's father. Listening to their conversation, it was obvious that he had other purposes.

Of course it would be better to kill him all at once.

Resurrection is too troublesome.

Just say that it would be better to get rid of it and there would be no more trouble.

The bastard has to do so many things! !

Chuzheng stood up and left the box. As soon as she passed the two box doors, the door in front of her was opened.

"An Ji, you should think about it carefully."

"Sorry, don't think about it, I refuse."

"An Ji, don't think about what's going on with you now." The man said earnestly: "How many people can help you now? No matter how good your work is, if no one publishes it for you, who can see it? I can give it to you now. Yours is already the best treatment, An Ji, don’t be picky, do you still have a choice now?"

An Ji's body tensed: "I would rather not go out..."

"Why don't you come out?"

The girl's clear and ethereal voice came from the side.

An Ji was stunned.

Chuzheng: "I'll pay for it for you. How much does it cost?"

That casual tone seemed to be as simple as eating and drinking.

An Ji felt a little panicked when she saw Chu Zheng.

And An Ji didn't even understand why he was panicking.

The man standing in the box was also stunned. Seeing that it was a little girl, he immediately sneered: "Who do you think you are, just tell me? It doesn't matter if you have money."

Chuzheng met the man's gaze and continued in a neither humble nor condescending manner: "This is an issue I need to consider."

The man sneered, as if thinking of something: "Little girl, are you his fan?"

Who's a fan?

Nonsense!

"no."

"It's not like you're doing anything for him. Do you have a mine at home?" The man said with a mocking face, "Little girl, this is not something you can do. Go home and find your father."

An Ji put on the mask and didn't want to say any more, so she pulled Chuzheng out and said, "Let's go."

What to go!

I'm not done yet!

An Ji pulled Chu Zheng to walk faster, and the man was soon left behind.

After leaving the coffee shop, An Ji let go of Chu Zheng.

"Are you short of money?"

An Ji shook her head: "No, I'm fine, thank you."

He lowered his head and walked forward. He didn't want to talk more about this matter, and he had no intention of communicating more with Chuzheng. He told her and left quickly.

Chuzheng: "..."

Chuzheng returned to the coffee shop, and the man was still on the phone.

Chuzheng vaguely heard some unkind words.

The man hung up the phone and walked downstairs.

Chuzheng was standing on the stairs, and the two of them collided head-on.

"Little girl, what else do you want?"

Chuzheng didn't feel comfortable looking up at people, so she took a few steps upstairs and asked, "Do you have a business card?"

man:"???"

The man almost thought he had misheard.

She ran over and asked for her business card?

Perhaps because she was confused by Chuzheng's behavior, the man actually took out a name tag and gave it to her. Chuzheng took the card and left.

man:"???"

-

[Sanye: Boss, do you know anyone who is good at investigating? ]

Chuzheng was lying on the sofa and sending a message to the bar owner.

The bar owner didn't know what he was doing and didn't reply for a long time.

Chuzheng held the business card between her fingers and read, Xiangyue Publishing House...Chuzheng checked An Ji's books on her mobile phone. Starting from his first book, it was this publishing house that planned and published it.

But looking at the situation before, it seemed like the talks had broken down.

[Jiujiuling: What to do? Who do you want to check? ]

[Jiu Jiuling: We are all polite and civilized good citizens now. I suggest you call the police if something happens. ]

[Sanye:...]

The middle-aged man said he should be polite and civilized, and he quickly pushed a business card to Chuzheng.

Chuzheng added that person to explain her purpose of coming, and the other person asked her who recommended it.

Chuzheng thought for a while and then switched back to the bar owner.

[Sanye: Boss, what is your name? ]

[Jiujiuling: You little heartless boy, you don’t even know your boss’s name. If you met a bad person, you would be dead a long time ago! ]

[Jiujiuling: Fei Xiu. ]

Saying thank you was too tacky, so Chuzheng transferred some money to the bar owner.

[Jiujiuling:...]

The person over there heard that Fei Xiu had introduced her, so she didn't ask anything else and asked her to give him the basic information of the person she wanted to check.

The other party was very efficient, and Chuzheng received a piece of basic information that night.

Chuzheng looked at Wanying's share first.

The man with Wan Ying is called Luo Xing, and they are high school classmates.

Luo Xing did not go to college. After graduating from high school, he caught a good opportunity and raised money to start a company. Unfortunately, it collapsed due to poor management.

Luo Xing doesn't have a serious job now. He usually does some casual work to make some money.

There isn't much basic information that is useful. Chu Zheng probably went through it once and then opened another document.

It's about silence.

An Ji had a falling out with the publishing house some time ago for unknown reasons. At first, many publishing houses wanted to find him, but it didn't take long for these publishing houses to stop moving.

If An Ji didn't choose Xiang Yue now, he might not be able to publish a book.

pitiful.

-

An Ji had a headache and couldn't sleep, so she went out of the room and poured herself a glass of water.

An Ji was not sleepy and didn't know what to do. She took her cell phone and stood on the balcony. The moon was exceptionally bright. An Ji took a photo with her cell phone and sent it without any captions.

[Jiujiuling: Still not asleep? ]

[Silent: Can't sleep. ]

[Jiujiuling: Come for a drink? ]

[Ji: I can’t go anymore, I have a headache. ]

[Jiujiuling: Do you have a headache again? Can't you go to the hospital to see what's wrong with you? ]

[Ji: It's an old problem. It's okay. I've taken medicine. ]

Jiu Jiuling warned his son for a while, telling him to go and rest quickly.

An Jie responded, turned off her phone, and lay on the balcony, not sleepy at all.

He is sober now.

Buzz buzz——

An Ji's cell phone vibrated suddenly. He thought it was the bar owner, but when he picked it up and looked at it, he found that it wasn't.

After a long while, Anji's fingertips curled slightly and crossed the green key: "Hello."

"Go downstairs."

The words that came from the other end of the phone were very brief. Before An Ji could say anything, the other party had already hung up the phone.

An Ji looked at her phone silently until the screen automatically turned off.

He lay on the railing and looked down.

He was facing the bottom of the unit building, and he vaguely saw someone standing below.

An Ji: "..."

An Ji went into the house, put on her coat, went out and went downstairs.

An Ji opened the door of the unit building and saw a girl standing there in the night, holding a plastic bag and standing there with a casual posture.

An Ji walked over: "What's the matter?"

Chuzheng handed over the bag and asked seriously: "Can't I call you if I have nothing to do?"

An Ji: "..."

Why should you ask him to do nothing?