New Love: The contract sweetheart is delicious

There are only two or three figures left on the dark street. Jiang Jingmo's car is speeding on the street, and Tong Wan, the co driver, has fallen asleep.

Jiang Jingmo's car finally stopped in front of the door of a high-end residential area. The street lights around it were shining brightly and shining on Tong Wan's face through the window. Tong Wan rubbed her eyes and woke up.

"Where is this?" Tong WanMu murmured in a low voice. Jiang Jingmo asked: "are you better?" She was hit by LAN LAN, half of her face was still slightly red.

Tong Wan raised his eyes and looked at him: "I'm ok." She opened the door and walked slowly out of the car.

Jiang Jingmo stood beside her, looking at the opposite tower. The light shines on Jiang Jingmo's face, and his handsome facial features become more three-dimensional. Just as Tong Wan was looking at it, Jiang Jingmo's low voice said, "we will live here in the future."

Tong Wan gently pursed her lips: "do we really want to be here?" Her pupils dilated several times, staring at Jiang Jingmo's face in disbelief.

Jiang Jingmo grabs Tong Wan's wrist and walks towards the corridor.

Simple duplex two-story building, the area is not so spacious, two people can live easily.

"Xiao Wan, it's getting late. Let's have a rest. There are still many things to do in the company tomorrow."

After hearing Jiang Jingmo's words, Tong Wan follows Jiang Jingmo and comes to the bedroom. The whole bedroom has only a simple bed and a TV on the wall.

Tong Wan just wake up has no sleepiness, Jiang Jingmo went to Tong Wan in front of squat down: "first live here, tomorrow I let people to clean up." She nodded faintly, and her eyes stayed on Jiang Jingmo's face.

This person is just like magic, when to become so gentle, but even if it is like this, she can not forget the pain of being a servant in the villa, also can not forget her parents died in whose hands. Now she has to remind herself all the time!

After a simple night, Tong Wan woke up to see the surrounding environment, her heart relaxed a lot.

Jiang Jingmo sits in front of the window with a cup of coffee and drinks it leisurely. A crisp ring of mobile phone rings into their ears.

"Zhao." Jiang Jingmo took a deep breath and was very happy. When ah Zhao finished speaking, he suddenly stood up from his seat.

There was a chill in his eyes. He asked again in disbelief, "what did you say?"

Seeing Jiang Jingmo's heavy face, Tong Wan also took a few steps forward, and her heart was full of doubts.

Jiang Jingmo hung up, Tong Wan asked: "Jingmo, what happened?" Jiang Jingmo put on his coat in a hurry and said to Tong Wan behind him as he walked: "I'll go out first. I'll let you go to the company alone later."

Tong WanMu sent Jiang Jingmo's back: "you go quickly." Jiang Jingmo's figure disappeared in front of the door.

Jiang Jingmo comes to the door of the company. A Zhao is already waiting for him. Jiang Jingmo walks into a Zhao's car with a gloomy face.

"Boss, ah Zheng ran away with the information of all the customers on our wharf." Zhao said anxiously.

Jiang Jingmo sipped his thin dry lips and asked, "have you found someone now?" Zhao's eyes turned red: "we found that he was on his way to the airport. The boss trusted him so much that he gave him the information to manage, but he... "

Jiang Jingmo's eyes are deep, and he is trying to bear the anger in his heart.

"Stop it. Go to the airport." Tone with a trace of chill, the whole car was quiet in an instant.

No one is more anxious than him. A Zheng is the one who follows him at the same time as a Zhao. They have been with him for so many years. He has always believed that the wharf is his own work, which is extremely complicated and involves the lifeblood of many enterprises in the whole city. Now all the customers' information is in a Zheng's hands.

If you can't find a Zheng, maybe the wharf will be completely finished.

The pedestrians around the airport are complicated. Jiang Jingmo walks down from the car, exuding a strong aura. People around him can't help but stop.

"Boss!" A Zhao got out of the car and ran in front of Jiang Jingmo. Jiang Jingmo lowered his voice and said, "go and find it separately for me. You must bring a Zheng to me."

Zhao nodded, assigned people who had just stepped down from the back of the car to scatter around.

Jiang Jingmo was stunned in the same place, his sharp eyes searching around, with dangerous light in his eyes.

With one hand in his pocket, he went to the airport.

After Tong Wan came to the company, she almost went to the wrong office. It occurred to her that she had moved into Jiang Jingmo's office.

She is free to enter and leave Jiang Jingmo's office.

An ran naturally won't miss this opportunity. How can she let Tong Wan pass safely in the company?

An ran walks from the corridor of the company to the office.

"Have public funds been allocated for recent projects?" An ran turns to ask the Secretary behind him.

The Secretary straightened up, his face expressionless: "there are still two days to pull it down."

Anran's slender eyes were haughtily picked, and the corners of his mouth were full of a trace of deep meaning: "tell me when the public money comes down."

"Yes." The Secretary replied respectfully, putting his hands in front of him.

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On the other side, in the airport, a Zhao had already made some noise. He had people guarding at the gate. Finally, more than an hour later, he saw a Zheng's figure.

"Stop him for me."

A Zhao clenched his teeth, pointed to a Zheng's back, and a group of people swarmed up.

Wearing a cap and carrying a backpack, a Zheng disguised himself. Hearing the news, he ran out.

There is a fierce chase in the crowded airport.

Jiang Jingmo is standing in front of the gate of the ticket office. He looks around and sees a group of people coming. His drooping eyes give out a sharp light. At one glance, he finds a Zheng's figure in the crowd.

A Zheng is running towards him. Jiang Jingmo has a bad smile at the corner of his mouth. He is also walking forward.

Seeing Jiang Jingmo's face, a Zheng suddenly stood still. Leng for a few seconds to respond to run in another direction.

Jiang Jingmo looks indifferent. He is light footed and shuttling through the crowded airport. When he is about to approach a Zheng, he kicks and falls behind him. A Zheng staggers and kneels on the ground.

"Old... Old." In the past few years around Jiang Jingmo, he knew that he was not his opponent and looked at him with begging eyes.

Jiang Jing takes a deep breath and fidgetily unties his collar. His eyes stare at a Zheng coldly.

Zhao with people also from the side to catch up, see the person on the ground, Zhao's brow tightly wrinkled.

"Ah Zheng, why do you do this?" Zhao stepped forward to question.

Ah Zheng's hands are on the floor, his eyes are turning grey.