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"CEO Cao."

"CEO Cao."

"CEO Cao."

Downstairs of Jiuding Group.

There was a steady stream of people.

Cao Jinse, who was pacing back and forth, nodded his head indifferently, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth could hardly be suppressed.

Originally, they were just joking on the phone last time. With her personality, there is no way she would impose herself on others. If she was really so arbitrary, there would be no need for someone to take the initiative to call.

Maybe everything is destined to be arranged.

Cao Jinse thought so.

In this era where "996" has been promoted as a blessing, Jiuding Group is unique. Not only does it not advocate a culture of overtime, but on the contrary, except for necessary positions, people who wander around the company at abnormal times will even be held accountable.

Cao Jinse may not have the highest position within Jiuding, but her popularity is incredible. Almost every Jiuding employee who comes out from get off work knows her.

After all, there should not be many people at this age occupying such a high position.

Of course, whether each of these absolute elites in the eyes of migrant workers is qualified to come and say hello is another matter.

Because of its different business philosophy, Jiuding Group is definitely not as well-known as Hang Seng, but it is even better in terms of scale. The rush of people leaving get off work after work waited for more than 20 minutes before gradually thinning out.

Cao Jinse, who had probably always been waiting for others, raised his wrist and looked at the time, and began to wonder if he had been let go.

If it were anyone else, Cao Jinse would never be suspicious, but that guy is different. He is a unique warrior. There are many things he has done so far that are not "impossible".

For insurance reasons, Cao Jinse still took out his mobile phone and made another call.

"Are you coming?"

"...Didn't you ask me to come?"

After a while, the person on the other side said: "We're on our way."

"Didn't you just say that we are on the way? How long does it take to come from Hengsheng?"

It's not a lack of patience.

It can only be blamed on the lack of experience of others.

"It's not like you don't know the traffic in Kyoto. It's the evening rush hour, and I'm not driving."

What Jiang Chen described were irrefutable and objective facts, and as a novice driver, Director Duanmu was very steady.

"Why don't you go first to avoid delays? I'll contact you after you're done."

He kindly reminded or suggested.

Although his acting skills are natural and his tone of voice is impeccable, Cao Jinse, whoever he is, can instantly understand his wishful thinking.

Twisted melons are not sweet.

If she hadn't waited so long, she would have had to be merciful, but so many subordinates saw that she was waiting for someone, how could she give up halfway?

She has never been one to give up halfway.

"I told you to wait for you, please hurry up as much as possible."

Cao Jinse crossed his arm with one hand, very principled and very polite.

Jiang Chen's face twitched, and at the same time he sighed silently in his heart.

Can't blame anyone.

The only thing to blame is that he didn't pick the right time.

Also.

He was touched by a "ghost" today, or to be precise, he was touched by a "ghost", and it was normal when he carried it.

With no choice, Jiang Chen could only accept his fate. "We are almost at Guanzhong Garden, please be patient."

Cao Jinse hung up the phone and stopped wandering in front of the company. She walked down the steps and found a bench to rest by a nearby flower bed.

People are divided into groups.

Neither is impatient.

Nearly a quarter of an hour later, a black car finally drove into Cao Jinse's field of vision calmly. Fortunately, it was approaching midsummer and the sky was getting dark relatively late.

Cao Jinse stood up and attracted attention without even waving his hand.

A low-key and luxurious business car stopped nearby.

Jiang Chen pushed open the passenger door and got out.

Cao Jinse was surprised. She didn't expect the other party to be such a gentleman, but she soon realized that she was overthinking it.

Jiang Chen didn't open the door for her. He just wanted to change from the passenger seat to the back seat. After opening the door, he said "get in the car" and then got in.

Fortunately, Cao Jinse had a big plan and didn't care. He opened the car door and got in.

"You really let Chief Duanmu drive."

seeing is believing.

Someone is indeed not lying to avoid responsibility.

"She drives pretty well, except for being a little slow. Where to go? I'll be the one to navigate."

Boss Jiang is indeed a free and easy person. After accepting his fate, he will not be entangled.

"Under the eaves of wind chimes."

Cao Jinse replied calmly. After all, he was well-informed and did not have any expression fluctuations because of Duanmu Liuli's driving posture.

Jiang Chen helped the Taoist sister navigate.

The towering city of Kyoto.

Not to mention Sister Dao, even he doesn't know the way.

The car restarts.

"What's the rush?"

After getting in the car, naturally you don't have to worry about going back on your word. If you didn't ask for something, this guy wouldn't be so submissive.

So Cao Jinse was really curious.

Jiang Chen, who was sitting in the back row, opened his laptop and handed it over, "You can see for yourself."

No wonder he just switched from the passenger seat.

Cao Jinse took the computer, looked at the screen, frowned slightly, and became more confused, "What is this?"

"Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe."

Jiang Chen discusses the matter.

nonsense.

Who doesn’t know it’s the Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe?

As long as you are not blind, you can see clearly.

"Why are you showing me this?"

Cao Jinse turned around, confused.

"Have you ever heard of this song and dance group?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Caught the news."

Jiang Chen didn't joke about "you still have time to check your phone", after all, even the emperor has to go to the toilet.

"I went to Hengsheng during the day, and Geng Zhida arranged for this song and dance troupe to receive me."

It’s really heartfelt.

Cao Jinse probably didn't expect this guy to be so honest. He paused for a moment and said, "What do you mean? Show off?"

"What's there to show off?"

Cao Jinse looked at the personnel files on the computer again, "Aren't many people now curious about this song and dance troupe? They want to appreciate their performances with their own eyes. You have fulfilled their dream. Mr. Jiang, let me interview you. What happened afterwards?" How do you feel? What do you think of this song and dance group?"

What is the pattern.

Boss Jiang did not hesitate to give in. Faced with the question, after thinking for a while, he replied seriously: "If you ask me how I feel... I can only say that I never want to go there again."

Cao Jinse's expression remained unchanged as he continued to ask: "Are you not satisfied with their service?"

"Performance" became "service."

It must have been a slip of the tongue.

Even if it wasn't a slip of the tongue, it seemed harmless.

Although there is only one Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe, there are countless similar organizations and groups.

Figures like Cao Jinse must have become commonplace.

"If Taoist Master Duanmu hadn't arrived in time, I might not have been able to get out."

Cao Jinse was surprised and glanced at the young Taoist nun who was indeed driving steadily.

A man's mischief is nothing in her eyes.

But taking this person with you would be too powerful.

If a tiger doesn't show off its power, it will really look like Hellokitty.If Blood Guanyin knew that his junior sister was taken to such a place...

"Okay, stop talking, I'll just pretend I didn't hear anything."

Jiang Chen was interrupted and looked at Cao Jinse for a while. He probably guessed what the other person was thinking and explained, "You may have misunderstood. The Hengsheng Song and Dance Troupe is not what the outside world rumored to be."

Cao Jinse has definitely never seen the Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe perform, but she understands the nature of this group very well.

There is nothing wrong with it.

People do love to think wildly.

But there is another fact.

The lower class of the upper class is actually something that the people at the bottom cannot imagine even if they exhaust their brains.

So when she heard Jiang Chen's denial, she was really surprised. Her pupils were condensed, and she replied with an unclear expression: "What is that like?"

Is a non-Hang Seng song and dance troupe really that mysterious?

The five fans who fell in love with this guy just once started to justify his name?

This guy shouldn't be so miserable.

The photos on the file are indeed like flowers and jade, but no matter what, there is a fairy figure following him all day long.

Everything is afraid of comparison.

Compared to the young Taoist nun who was concentrating on driving, these photos on the computer instantly became vulgar and pink.

"The program performed by the Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe was quite contemporary."

"A sense of time?"

Jiang Chen nodded, describing his true feelings honestly and sincerely, "Have you seen "The Old Corpse in the Village"? Do you recognize Chu Renmei?"

Cao Jinse was really stretched so hard that she couldn't keep up with the rhythm. She had gone through hundreds of battles and dealt with all kinds of characters. It was not that she had never seen anyone jumping, but she had never seen anyone jumping like this.

Why are you suddenly talking about movies again?

But of course she had seen "The Old Corpse in the Village".

Don't talk about her, this ghost movie is a childhood shadow for her eldest brother.

"You mean you saw a ghost?"

What a quick thinker.

Or.

Have a heart.

Jiang Chen didn't expect that the other party would get through immediately. After being stunned for a moment, he nodded solemnly.

"It's not a ghost, it's a human being."

It’s really one-five-ten, without any cover-up.

Cao Jinse was distracted.

I don't know if something went wrong.

She seemed to understand roughly what the other party meant.

"You mean, the Hengseng Song and Dance Troupe performed for you, playing the role of Chu Renmei in the old corpse in the mountain village?"

Jiang Chen nodded again and showed admiration for her ice and snow intelligence.

"You don't know what I went through at that time. All the lights were turned off, I couldn't see my fingers, and the background music of a ghost movie was playing. A woman dressed in beautiful clothes was dancing stiffly on a red stage with her back to you... "

Jiang Chen described the details so that the other party could be as immersed in the scene as possible.

Have to admit.

His expressive ability is very good, and Cao Jinse has roughly imagined the scene in his mind.

Although she has grown up now and has grown into a woman that countless men have no courage to raise their heads and look directly at, she still can't help but feel a chill all over her body.

It has nothing to do with guts.

As long as anyone has watched that movie as a child, who doesn't have respect for "Aunt Chu"?
Four eyes facing each other.

Cao Jinse's tone darkened.

"You're teasing me."

"..."

Jiang Chen was silent for a moment, and he probably knew that what he said was too ridiculous and weird, and explained: "You don't have to believe it, but what I said is true. Geng Zhida may not have known that it would be such a program, but it was presented to me What I see before me is the scene I just described.”

"What's the reason? Why does the Hang Seng Song and Dance Troupe do this? What's the benefit of pretending to be a fool and playing tricks on you? Without you, who will take over this mess?"

Cao Jinse asked questions one after another, and each question was quite insightful.

"You are right, the purpose of pretending to be a ghost is to trick me, but it is not the Hengsheng Group."

Cao Jinse's pupils narrowed, and before she could speak, Jiang Chen continued: "According to Geng Zhida's wishes, the person who was supposed to perform for me should be the leader of the Hengsheng Song and Dance Troupe, this woman named Bai Jie."

Jiang Chen reached out and moved the files on the computer.

Cao Jinse looked at the laptop again.

"But the fact is that the performer who performed for me, that is, the performer dressed as Chu Renmei, was not her."

"I just went through all these files and couldn't find that person."

Cao Jinse was silent.

It means she should have listened closely.

But my mind was still confused, and for the first time in my history, I began to doubt my IQ.

"It doesn't matter if you can't figure it out. There are some things and some people that cannot be analyzed according to normal logic." Jiang Chen was considerate and took the initiative to comfort him.

"..."

I wonder if Cao Jinse should say thank you at this time.

"The file Geng Zhida gave me should be a complete file. It is impossible for him to fake this kind of thing, and such low-level means of pretending to be stupid will not be used by normal people. He is really ignorant."

Jiang Chen looked at the laptop placed on Cao Jinse's lap and said calmly and calmly: "Although I didn't find the corresponding photo information on it, I think I should know the performer."

"Who."

Cao Jinse was straightforward.

"I asked you to investigate last time."

Jiang Chen's voice was gentle.

"Fujiwara."

"Fujiwara Riki."

Cao Jinse's eyes slowly condensed.

Quiet in the car.

The laptop is closed.

"you sure?"

"If it's 100%, I can't guarantee it."

Jiang Chen's answer was very artistic.

"The relationship between me and her, I told you last time, the espionage case against Jinhai Industrial in Donghai should be the work of this family."

"A lady from the dignified Fujiwara family, so carefree? Are you so interested in you?"

indeed.

Originally, the ghost story told by Jiang Chen was sufficiently imaginative, but if the actor was from Japan's super chaebol, it would be even more dramatic.

"Who knows."

Jiang Chen also showed a hint of helplessness on his face, "She is like a ghost, suddenly becoming haunted. She should be in Kyoto now, otherwise..."

Jiang Chen didn't mince words, he said straightforwardly: "Catch her?"

"What's the reason?"

Cao Jinse is also very straightforward.

"Suspected of espionage."

"..."

The look in Cao Jinse's eyes should be no different from looking at an idiot.

"How can such a big crime be dismissed casually? And she is a young lady of the Fujiwara clan. Are you really scared to death by Chu Renmei?"

"What about deportation?"

Jiang Chen continued to put forward ideas.

"We are a country of etiquette. Whether you are arresting or driving away, you must at least produce decent evidence." Cao Jinse's expression was dull.

"The law clearly stipulates that animals are not allowed to become sperm, and feudal superstition is not allowed. She just pretended to be a ghost, does it count as evidence?"

Cao Jinse's eyes widened.

Jiang Chen was serious. (End of chapter)