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"Shh."

The whole world becomes bright again.

Jiang Chen closed his eyes slightly, and after a short period of adaptation, he turned off the flashlight and put down his cell phone.

The music disappears.

People disappear too.

The entire space was no different from when he came in, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion that was hard to distinguish between true and false.

Only the faint fragrance still lingers in the air.

Jiang Chen glanced at the stage, turned around, and went to open the door.

"Mr. Jiang."

Outside.

Geng Zhida showed a little embarrassment on his face.

Taoist priest Duanmu who came up with him glanced at Jiang Chen, and then looked into the door.

It shouldn't be out of any other emotion.

It was just out of concern for Jiang Chen's personal safety.

If Jiang Chen opened the door later, there might really be a violent break-in.

Although the wooden sword is not with him, don't underestimate the explosive power of Taoist Duanmu's long legs.

"What's wrong."

Jiang Chen looked calm, he was asking Taoist Duanmu, not Geng Zhida.

After all, as the host, he had prepared a program for himself, so there was no way he would come up in the middle of the show without being so discerning.

"You can't get through the phone."

There was no one inside. Duanmu Liuli looked away and looked at someone. After explaining, he asked softly: "What are you doing."

"..."

The second young master of the Geng family next to him looked increasingly embarrassed and remained silent.

But Boss Jiang is such a person, and he also knows the innocence of Taoist Duanmu. He explained without changing his expression and his heart did not beat: "I played in the horror room."

Horror room?
Geng Zhida looked at him with confusion and confusion in his eyes.

Afterwards, Jiang Chen picked up his cell phone and realized belatedly that the Taoist sister was not lying. There was no signal on his cell phone at all.

"This floor is signal shielded."

Geng Zhida quickly explained and added guiltily: "I informed Miss Duanmu, but Miss Duanmu insisted on coming up."

Fortunately, signal blocking does not affect the use of the flashlight function.

Jiang Chen expressed his understanding, but at the same time, he definitely couldn't blame the Taoist sister.

Hang Seng Group blocks the signal on this floor because of business needs.

The Taoist sister insisted on coming up, not with the intention of ruining his good deeds, but just out of good intentions.

"Go down."

Jiang Chen put his cell phone in his pocket and walked out.

When passing by the Taoist sister, Duanmu Liuli seemed to smell something and glanced at him with her crystal clear eyes.

Geng Zhida, who almost caused an accident at the reception, closed the door. At the same time, he couldn't help but take one last look inside, still thinking about the words "Horror Chamber" in his mind.

"boom."

The door is closed.

The security door opens to both sides.

Three people came out.

"Mr. Geng, what was the name of the performer just now?"

At the elevator door, Jiang Chen asked calmly.

"what?"

Geng Zhida looked surprised, "Mr. Jiang, isn't it Captain Bai Jie?"

Bai Jie?

Although the veil has not been taken off, it is definitely not the elegant and generous Commander Bai.

After all, in comparison, the woman who had made physical contact with him just now seemed enthusiastic on the outside, but in fact she contained the traditional Chinese conservatism.

Jiang Chen didn't ask any more questions about this topic, and instead said, "Mr. Geng, I have a grudge."

"Mr. Jiang, please speak."

Geng Zhida said immediately.

"Can you give me a list of members of the song and dance troupe, as well as their personal information."

Jiang Chen said calmly: "I'm talking about all the members since its establishment, including those who quit midway."

Young Master Geng was undoubtedly quite surprised by this request, but there was no clue in the other party's face.

He was inevitably curious, but he was smart enough not to pry.

"No problem, I will sort it out and send it to Mr. Jiang later."

Although the song and dance troupe has spent countless efforts to establish it, and it is a secret within the group, but the company is almost in everyone's pocket, and a song and dance troupe is nothing.

Geng Zhida agreed readily.

"Thanks."

Jiang Chen took the Taoist nun sister into the elevator.

The formal contact came to a successful conclusion. After Geng Zhida and a group of Hang Seng executives saw off the company, Great Wall's motorcade started to leave in an orderly manner, bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun.

inside the car.

Jiang Chen put his hands on his thighs and tapped his knees unconsciously with his fingertips. He was probably not reminiscing about a certain feeling, but thinking deeply.

Although Director Duanmu is a novice driver and has not had his driver's license for a long time, he drives very steadily.

As for whether to be slow or not, Jiang Chen has no requirements for this. After all, he himself is a person with a high awareness of safety, and safety comes first.

"Ding dong."

The phone rings.

Geng Zhida sent a voice message.

"Mr. Jiang, the dance group's information has been sent to your email."

This is the efficiency that a super enterprise should have.

If we had such an attitude and speed in building houses, we wouldn't have ended up like this.

After listening, Jiang Chen picked up his laptop, opened it, and logged in to his email.

It’s different from the outside world’s foggy and random thoughts.

What appeared in front of him on the computer screen should be the most complete and authentic appearance of the Hengseng Song and Dance Troupe.

Even though Boss Geng personally checked everyone and spread rumors, every member of the dance troupe must have gone through strict screening, and the information sent by Geng Zhida is clear evidence.

Name.

Birthplace.

Measurements.

Home address.

……

Even the elementary school is covered.

I'm afraid Kaogong's review is not so detailed.

The leader is naturally Bai Jie, the leader of the dance troupe.

Before joining Hang Seng, he was a ballet teacher. What made Jiang Chen's eyes pause for a moment was that he didn't expect that this dancer's marital status was actually divorced.

Even the ex-husband has a record.

My name is Wang Shen.

of course.

It is normal for a 30-year-old woman to have a history of marriage. This can prove the Hang Seng Group's corporate philosophy of recruiting talents in an eclectic way.

Jiang Chen was not very interested in the controversial leader Bai. After a brief glance, he continued to browse the photos below.

The art group structure of the Hang Seng Group is larger than he imagined, and even worse than the outside world speculated.

The total number of people actually exceeded 200, of course, including those who dropped out midway.

Currently, there are 130 six people who are still in the Hang Seng Group.

These people come from all over the country, with different levels of education and different occupations before joining the Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe, but they undoubtedly have one thing in common, that is, they are all beautiful women with outstanding looks. Even in their registration photos, they look radiant and charming. People are dazzled.

With more than 200 people and background information, this is by no means a simple project, but Jiang Chen is very patient and takes it very seriously, so that almost everyone will not be missed.

Of course not in a beauty pageant.

But unfortunately, until he read the last person, he didn't find what he wanted.

"Is that woman from Hang Seng Group?"

By the side.

Suddenly there was a sound.

Jiang Chen shifted his gaze from the laptop.

"Who?"

"The woman I met in Xiangshan."

Jiang Chen's eyes flashed.

"You were with her just now." Sister Taoist sister continued, still focusing on driving, looking ahead, her face watery.

Just now?

Jiang Chen said calmly, "How do you know?"

"smell."

"smell?"

"You smell like her."

"..." Jiang Chen's expression inevitably changed, and he couldn't help but sniff himself subconsciously, but after so long, he could still smell it.

Is this person a dog?
Looking at Duanmu Liuli, Jiang Chen did not deny it, but asked, "Are you sure it smells like this?"

The Taoist aunt said "hmm".

If one person's judgment is likely to be wrong, then two people cannot be a coincidence.

That day when I met Niu Jili in Xiangshan, Duanmu Liuli was indeed present.

Even if he doubts himself, Jiang Chen will not doubt Taoist sister's memory.

In other words.

No matter who the performer he had just performed in "A Chinese Ghost Story" or "Old Corpse in a Mountain Village" was.

at least.

He must be the same woman as the woman he met by chance on Fragrant Mountain that day.

“The world seems big, but sometimes it feels small.”

Jiang Chen closed the computer.

Duanmu Liuli didn't comment and just said: "Does she have any grudge against you?"

Jiang Chen was at a loss for words.

Really
——It points directly to the Buddha’s heart.

He couldn't help but turned around and looked around. The Taoist sister's driving posture was still so cute. The contrast between her quiet profile and her tranquil profile made people feel funny and at the same time reassured.

"Why do you say that?"

"Master said that we met because of the bond."

The Taoist sister responded succinctly, which is worth savoring.

We met because of bond.

Then if you draw inferences from one case to another, you will naturally think that if you always meet someone, it's probably either because you have a grudge or because you have a grudge.

Looking at the Taoist sister's face, Jiang Chen thoughtfully returned to normal and said, "If she really has a grudge against me, do you think I can still sit here unharmed?"

"She's a woman."

The Taoist aunt’s words were concise and to the point.

Jiang Chen smiled and said, "You are also a woman, and your senior sister is also a woman. Do you think I can beat you?"

After going down the mountain for so long, the Taoist sister had learned a little bit about the world, so she kept silent as she didn't want to hurt Boss Jiang's self-esteem.

But she must be overthinking it.

Boss Jiang's life creed focuses on being transparent and free-spirited, and rarely takes the so-called self-esteem seriously.

And facing such divine figures as the Blood Guanyin Sisters, what's so shameful about being incompetent?
If people have to compete with themselves, they will definitely not be happy.

"I'm a little skeptical, she's my teacher."

Jiang Chen looked at the windshield and muttered to himself.

Hearing this, Duanmu Liuli turned her head and glanced at him, probably feeling strange about what he said.

"Don't you know your teacher?"

As straightforward as ever.

Jiang Chen laughed again.

"There are many kinds of understanding..."

He originally wanted to say something, but soon realized that the person driving next to him was a Taoist sister.

Jiang Chen stopped.

"You will gradually understand later."

He stopped the topic and said, "Go to Jiuding Group."

After saying that, he took out his mobile phone and notified his subordinates before and after him. Then a car changed its direction and left the convoy alone.

immediately.

Jiang Chen called Cao Jinse again.

"Beep...beep...Hello, the number you dialed is currently unanswered, please call again later."

Unlike the lack of signal, the call obviously went through, but was hung up.

Jiang Chen felt funny.

In his mind, Cao Jinse is not such a petty character.

Is it any wonder that you are still upset about his joke?

As a friend, is it natural and understandable to care about emotional issues?
After all, it’s because of familiarity.

In the past, he would have hung up on himself so rudely.

Sometimes interactions between people are like this.

Being close may not be a good thing.

Jiang Chen was not in a hurry and waited for several traffic lights before dialing through again.

This time it went through smoothly.

Also.

Even if he is resentful, given his state of mind, he will definitely not show it too obviously.

"Still busy at this point."

Jiang Chen was also very considerate and took the initiative to help make excuses, which could be regarded as self-respect.

After all, if they really didn't answer on purpose, wouldn't both of them be embarrassed?

"No, I accidentally pressed the wrong button just now."

Cao Jinse didn't accept the excuse he provided, and her tone was as calm as ever, but Jiang Chen was as delicate as Jiang Chen who could still detect the other person's emotions beneath the surface.

They are not pretending at all.

If you accidentally pressed the wrong button, you should have called back proactively.

"Are you off work?"

Jiang Chen casually changed the subject.

"how."

"Nothing, let's have a meal together with Taoist Duanmu."

"Didn't you go to Hengsheng today?"

"Yeah, just finished. We're on our way here."

As soon as Jiang Chen finished speaking, the other person said, "Next time."

You can't really get so angry because of a little joke, right?

Jiang Chen still felt that the other party would not be so narrow-minded.

"still busy?"

he asked tentatively.

"No. We have an appointment."

over the phone.

Cao Jinse just packed up her things, got up and left the office with her mobile phone.

Jiang Chen's judgment on her was obviously correct. Although he also lost his temper and hung up the phone, she did not forget it because of a trivial joke.

It seemed like something was really wrong with her.

"It's okay, I'll wait for you."

"CEO Cao."

"CEO Cao."

"CEO Cao."

Amid the greetings from his subordinates, Cao Jinse came to the elevator and pressed the button.

"You're looking for me for more than just eating, right?"

She heard the clue.

Jiang Chen didn't hide it, and said with a smile: "Well, I have something I want to talk to you about, but it's not convenient to talk on the phone."

"Ding."

The elevator door opens.

Cao Jinse walked in.

"If you're not in a hurry, let's do it tomorrow."

"Are you going to be busy late?"

Cao Jinse couldn't hear the other party's eagerness. He originally wanted to say that he was not sure, but when he said the words, he suddenly seemed to remember something.

"How about you go with me?"

In the elevator, her eyes reflected the beating light on the floor.

Comrade Jiang Chen was really careless and subconsciously said, "Okay."

But just after he finished speaking, he still asked: "What kind of appointment is it?"

"I told you." Cao Jinse's voice was smooth: "Then you come and pick me up."

said?

Jiang Chen frowned slightly, but he still had a good memory and suddenly recalled it.

His face changed.

"You are going to talk to Song Chaoge..."

"Ah."

It was still calm and gentle, and no smile could be heard.

"I'll wait for you downstairs."

Jiang Chen didn't have any chance to regret, as the caller had already hung up. (End of chapter)