Falling back to gl

Any difficulty that can be solved is not a real problem. The process of running-in is not a problem, and it is another matter to have a estrangement in your heart. As long as you can stay above the benchmark line of the other party, the relationship between the two sides can continue. .

The stalemate is second. The main body of this transaction is still there, and the emotional branch is dispensable.

Different cognitions have different needs, and silent confrontation is a game in disguise. At this point, the best choice is to reduce losses in time.

Ji Cen'an made a choice, and Nanjia also made a choice.

It's not a step back, it's not a chance, it has nothing to do with personal emotional factors, this time it's for the sake of profit.

It's just out of consideration of avoiding harm.

Fair and sensible.

Ji Cen'an stopped, and subconsciously grasped the hand on the doorknob.

The assistant walked up to her and stood between her and Nanjia, blocking her view.Close the door gently so that no further interruptions will be allowed.

On the first floor, Zhao Qihong had already changed his face again, lost the deliberate avoidance in the morning, and returned to his original attitude.

These two sloppy wall grass are quite measured, as shrewd as a thousand-year-old fox who has cultivated, and it can be said that he has brought the ability of stretching to the extreme.Seeing that they "coexisted peacefully", their relationship did not collapse, and they could "renew their relationship", he put on a show and handed in "Miss Jiang Can" one by one. Sleek but not annoying, just like the chief eunuch next to the emperor in the old palace.

Ji Cen'an has experienced this man's instinctive nature many times, and he has become accustomed to it, so he passed him straight away, not bothering to give him his eyes.

Zhao Qihong was thick-skinned, and very reasonably passed the word on his behalf, telling Ji Cen'an that Secretary Jiang probably won't be here until noon, and he was busy with the company, so he would not be free in a short time.

As for what work he was busy with, Zhao Qihong kept his mouth shut, and stopped talking after he finished speaking, saying: "Miss Jiang Can, if you find it troublesome, you can also contact Secretary Jiang alone, and I will send you the number after a while."

Still ignoring him, Ji Cen'an turned around and went into the study, suppressing the impatience that was stuck in the middle of the room, and put all his helpless energy on Xisheng's side, and connected to those things he had been playing on the computer before.

Quan Dang couldn't see her bad mood, so Zhao Qihong fought to the death, and not long after, he even recruited a servant to whisper a few words.

The helper understood, quickly brewed a cup of cold drink, and sent it to the study to quench the fire for Ji Cen'an.

Ten minutes later, the newly purchased mobile phone vibrated and a message popped up.

Looking at the string of numbers on the screen and the water glass in front of him, Ji Cen'an seemed to have punched the cotton with his fist, and the tail of his left eyebrow twitched slightly, moving uncontrollably.

It began in a hurry, and ended lightly, and the turmoil of the small half day ended here.

The subsequent progress is just like that, as expected:

After all-out investigation, the police still came back to no avail, and could not find any substantive and useful evidence. In the end, they could only temporarily close the case as an ordinary case;

At the hospital, all of Xiaoyu’s examination reports came out quickly, and there was no serious physical problem, and no major problems were found—the doctor said that the child should have been given sleeping pills, but the dose was not large, so there is no need to worry too much;

Ah Chong and Chen Qirui went to the police station for the second time to take notes, and Jiang Tian and his relatives also went. They thanked the police for a while and thanked everyone for their hard work.

There are also trends on the Internet. The police issued a new notice announcing the general process and results, but they will not disclose the rest of the details, including A Chong's detailed information and the child's appearance.

This is for privacy protection and should not be made public.

The local media wanted to report this, after all, it was a good thing and worthy of publicity.

A reporter somehow got A Chong's phone number, and went to stay outside the rented house, trying to get the family involved to be interviewed, and kept talking about the positive social impact, and wanted to use this to motivate others, so excited that he almost broke down. The camera hit Ah Chong's face.

Ji Cen'an didn't watch the scene with his own eyes, but after listening to Jiang Tian's report, Chen Qirui turned black on the spot, that girl had no sense of responsibility and identity, was unwilling to cooperate, and didn't save any face for other reporters. He guarded behind him, even scolded the reporter viciously, told them to get away, and drove away the reporter team by himself, which made the scene awkward and unpleasant for a while.

There is no way, the black hands can't be found, and they even accepted a shitty interview. Isn't the report purely to attract hatred? It's too high-profile.

What's more, I don't want to be disturbed here. The common people want to be clean and stable, and they don't want things to escalate.

Because of the child's sudden disappearance, A Chong and the others decided to change houses and move to an elevator complex with better security. First, to prevent the people behind them from coming up to make trouble, and try to prevent such accidents from happening again. Second, A Chong's Commuting to a new job takes a long time, and it is relatively easy to change to a closer place.

Even if the current one-story house has not been lived for too long, a large deposit will be deducted for a temporary move out, and the rent of the new house will double, but it is not as spacious as the one-story house, just an ordinary two-bedroom house.

Chen Qirui was in charge of the newly found residence, and he took his family and moved out overnight without saying a word.

Ji Cen'an didn't get in to stir up trouble, knowing that she was the biggest source of trouble, she hesitated for a while, only asked on the phone, and didn't set foot in their new residence.

In fact, it's not very useful to do so, it's too late to stay away now, it's just a comfort in my heart.

From the day when she was discovered by those people after she came back, from a certain moment, A Chong and the others have been involved. The last time Chen Qirui was beaten was a proof, but the child was not harmed last time, only the adults were targeted.

It was also a miscalculation here. They took it for granted that those people would not dare to do anything on the surface and would act cautiously. In addition, Nanjia had sent someone to guard them in private, so they took it lightly, so they let the opponent take advantage of the loophole.

What happened last night sounded a wake-up call for Ji Cen'an, and also showed the fact that the opposite side is not stable anymore, and it is very likely to do it again next time.

This time it was Xiaoyu, and in the future it might be Uncle Yang, or someone else.Even if there is no current A Chong family, there will be other "Xiaoyu", whom she knows and cares about...even herself.

Everyone is born with weaknesses, and there is always a fatal pain point.

A dog jumps over a wall in a hurry, and a rabbit bites a person in a hurry. If the fundamental interests of that side are really touched, they will definitely die.

Birds die for food, man dies for money, an eternal truth that never changes.

But on the other hand, if you go forward, you will be hit with a hammer, and if you go back, it will not be much better.

At this point, it doesn't matter how you do it. On the contrary, the more passive the situation is, the more rampant those people will be.

Leaning on the chair, Ji Cen'an propped his elbows on both sides, frowning.

At noon, Secretary Jiang arrived here on time, first found Ji Cen'an according to the boss's instructions, explained the truth, and then handed over a bunch of documents to Zhao Qihong.

Secretary Jiang is reliable in his work, and he will never shirk the tasks that should be completed, and hand in the results when the time comes.

Ji Cen'an received some more things, and together with the monkey man's information given by Nanjia, there are quite a few things he can use.

The personal matters of the two of them are the same, and the outsiders are the same. Nanjia is trustworthy and measured, and will not teach Ji Cen'an a so-called lesson on this.

The key thing right now is Xi Sheng, and Sun Mingtian's old slicker is watching closely.

Seeing what Ji Cen'an was thinking, Nanjia touched Ji Cen'an's ear with his fingertips, and said softly: "Ms. Zhou and the others, I will let someone take over and you don't need to interfere."

Ji Cen'an closed the document and had the same intention, so she agreed.

"I'm free tomorrow and the day after tomorrow. I won't be here on Friday." Nanjia said, his tone was softer than in the morning. Although it was still a bit cold, it was not as aggressive as before.

Knowing what this meant, Ji Cen'an looked up in the direction her finger traced without needing to start talking.

"Go to City C, someone will pick you up." Nanjia said.

Ji Cen'an said, "Yes."

Nanjia didn't take a look at the document in her hand, and let her handle it by herself.The general direction remains unchanged, and if there are too many, I will not return here to worry about it.

Ji Cen'an drooped his eyelids, and his gaze was attached to the photo of Monkey Man and Guo Jinyun, staring at it for a long time.

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at night.

In another house, in Guo Jinyun's flat floor.

Contrary to Beiyuan's melancholy, the group of people who indulged in wine and sex are still in a state of intoxication, they didn't play enough the day before, they slept enough during the day and then picked up again. Forget it.

Guo Jinyun lay prone on the bed, and a young woman with heavy makeup climbed up with an electronic cigarette in her mouth. She drank too much and staggered. When she got close, she pulled Guo Jinyun's trousers, full of provocation.

"Would you like to try it with me?" The young woman was smiling, her eyes were full of glances, her plump figure was full of curves, she was straightforward, open and bold.

Guo Jinyun didn't call for this type, no matter how hard he tried, he didn't feel it.His legs were sore, he had let himself go too far a few days ago, and he still couldn't get over it, he was just lying there.He pushed the young woman away, patted her pretty face, and said bluntly, "Don't mess with me, if you mess with me again, I'll do it for you. Go away."

The young woman smiled: "Okay, come on, let you do it."

However, Guo Jinyun didn't carry out the big words just now, and turned around and called other people to go racing. In the end, he went to the bar to drink again, tossing to death.

The bar is still the one I often go to, the old place, nostalgic for the old taste.

The location is relatively remote, away from the downtown area, but the environment is chaotic enough, and there are many young people seeking excitement.

Guo Jinyun was in a good mood, he seemed to have experienced some great joy, he couldn't even stand when he was walking, but he still insisted on showing off outside, he couldn't hold back his heart.

During the halftime period, he also went to the alley outside the bar with great interest to find a group of people puffing their clouds and having a good time.

A group of scum gathered to carve up the new type of cigarettes, dumped Guo Jinyun when they finished smoking, slapped their buttocks before leaving.

The alcohol was so strong that Guo Jinyun couldn't even walk, and when all those people left, he sat on the ground as a waste, and went back to the bar when he didn't have the energy, leaning against the corner alone and slowly smoking the rest.

At this time, someone came in again.

The other party was wearing a hat and was tall and thin. From a distance, men and women could not be seen, only what he was holding in his hand.

Guo Jinyun was so drunk that he couldn't focus his eyes.

This idiot thought he was here to ask for cigarettes, he hesitated for a while, then tilted his head like a fool, and generously handed out a small portion of the unfinished cigarette, hiccupped, and said listlessly: "Okay, okay Well... I'm happy, my lord, I've... rewarded you all..."

It's a pity that that person doesn't smoke this thing, so he didn't even look at it.

When he was walking in front of him, Guo Jinyun raised his hand and rubbed his eyes vigorously, and saw the stick in this man's hand.

Don't wait for him to recover——

Then, the stick that was at least two fingers wide greeted him with wind and force.