The Gold Medal Toolman of Quick Transmigration

Chapter 22 The Heroine's Halo Lost (21)

Finally discharged.

If it weren't for the pain in her body, Shui Miaomiao could have jumped up.

When she was in the hospital, as long as Lu Bowen was around, she looked like she was guarding a prisoner, and she was determined not to let her do anything by herself, which almost drove her crazy.

For convenience and to limit Lu Bowen's behavior, she went back to the old house of the Shui family.

Lu Bowen has no objections. With Aunt Liu taking care of him every day, he is always more at ease and can go to the company to handle work.

Out of Lu Bowen's sight, Shui Miaomiao was finally able to let herself go, but her wound prevented her from making large movements.

Now she was sitting on the sofa, eating apples and watching Lao Shui play chess.

After her observation, she found that Lao Shui has a fixed way of playing chess.

As long as Lao Shui gets the upper hand, he will definitely make the first move.

Regarding chess, Shui Miaomiao only knows the rules and nothing else.

After holding back for a while, she couldn't help it: "Dad, why do you always go to the soldiers first?"

"cannon fodder."

These two words really choked Shui Miaomiao.

Lao Shui saw that she didn't move, and looked at her with a smile: "Things to kill time, you can play casually."

Okay, Shui Miaomiao is overthinking.

After playing a game of chess, Lao Shui turned off his tablet, took out a piece of paper and handed it to Shui Miaomiao, asking her to wipe the juice on her hands.

"Dad~" Shui Miaomiao acted like a baby at the right time: "You see, I haven't been in charge of the company's affairs for so long, and I haven't seen any problems with the company."

"You just be lazy."

Shui Miaomiao leaned on him: "I'm hurt~"

"I'm getting older, and one day I might be dead if I kick my legs off."

"Dad!" Shui Miaomiao was in a hurry: "Don't talk nonsense, with your bones, you will definitely have no problem living to 150."

Lao Shui did not answer, but continued what he had just said: "Shuihua is your grandfather's hard work. From now on, it will be completely handed over to you. Your burden is not light."

Shui Miaomiao was silent.

She is not the real second female, and she doesn't have that deep affection for the company. She only wants to spare time to learn other skills, but ignores Lao Shui's mood.

Lao Shui changed the subject: "However, you fell this time and reminded me that you are indeed too tired, you should take a good rest."

"Dad" Shui Miaomiao couldn't help but have a little sore eyes: "I will work hard and not let you down."

"You have been strong since you were young, and you have never let me down."

Aunt Liu came over with a tray: "Lanze, you and Miaomiao have some of the chicken soup that has just been stewed."

Shui Miaomiao was stunned for a moment before realizing that Aunt Liu was calling Lao Shui's name.

"Lanze" is too feminine, and no one usually calls Lao Shui that way.

Shui Miaomiao didn't think about this before, but today it suddenly occurred to her that the second female is usually not at home, and there are only Lao Shui and Aunt Liu in the room, could it be the two of them?
Did the second female lead approve it, or did she move out because of her objections?
Shui Miaomiao has always been open-minded, even if Lao Shui is her own father, she will encourage Lao Shui to find a new partner.

As people get older, they tend to have minor problems. It is always good to have someone by your side.

Aunt Liu put the chicken soup on the coffee table. Shui Miaomiao rubbed her belly and stared at the chicken soup with an exaggerated tone: "If I continue to eat like this, I will gain twenty pounds."

"It's better to be fatter." Aunt Liu smiled gently: "When you and Bowen get married, you will have a baby."

Shui Miaomiao pretended to be shy and buried her face in Lao Shui's arm: "Oh, I'm still young."

Aunt Liu continued to tease her: "Little what? When your mother gave birth to you, she was just 20 years old."

Shui Miaomiao didn't look up, she wanted to hear Aunt Liu's tone, she also knew the second daughter's mother?

The relationship between this family is quite complicated.

After drinking the soup, Aunt Liu helped Lao Shui upstairs for a lunch break, and Shui Miaomiao followed behind.

After locking the door, Shui Miaomiao turned on her phone, found the number Ren Feifei had given her, and called it directly.

It only took two rings before the call was answered. It was a man with a deep voice: "Hello."

"Hello." Shui Miaomiao reported his name first, "I'm Shui Miaomiao, introduced by Ren Feifei."

"Fan Fei told me."

As soon as Shui Miaomiao heard that Ren Feifei had greeted her, she went straight to business: "I entrust you to keep an eye on someone, and I need you to keep it secret."

"Don't worry, I also have professional ethics."

"Then do we need to meet?"

The man smiled softly: "I know you are hurt, let's talk now."

Shui Miaomiao ground her teeth, guessing in her heart whether it was Ren Feifei who told him that she was injured or the result of his investigation.

"Feifan told me, don't make blind guesses."

Shui Miaomiao could only laugh awkwardly: "I think it's unfair, you know who I am, but I don't know who you are."

"My surname is Gong, you can call me Lao Gong."

Shui Miaomiao suddenly became worried. Can such a smooth-tongued man be trusted?
"Okay, I won't tease you anymore, my name is Gong Jian, you can call me Xiao Jian."

Shui Miaomiao decided not to talk nonsense with him, this guy is really
"Since you know who I am, you should know that I have a marriage contract with Lu Bowen, the president of Lu's. The person I ask you to follow is him."

"Understood." Gong Jian suddenly became serious: "What do you want me to capture? Hugs? Kiss? Or take you to catch rape?"

Shui Miaomiao was at a loss for words.

Her original intention was to grasp the progress of Lu Bowen and Tao Wan, and she didn't think so much.

"Understood." Gong Jian smiled meaningfully: "I will send you a bank card number, you pay the deposit first, and I will report the results to you around ten o'clock every night."

"make a deal."

Within a second of hanging up the phone, Gong Jian had already sent the bank card number along with a sentence: Deposit 5.

Shui Miaomiao has a toothache, the deposit alone is so expensive?

But think about it, with Lu Bowen's identity, it is indeed difficult to track him.

Shui Miaomiao never felt bad about the money she should spend, not to mention that it was the second female lead's money, not her hard-earned money.

The money was transferred, and Gong Jian soon received a message back: The account has been received, and I will contact him at ten o'clock in the evening.

Shui Miaomiao didn't reply, but leaned on the bed to watch the entertainment news.

In the past two days, the company has a new movie released. It spent a huge amount of money on publicity before, and it finally paid off. The box office broke 5 million on the first day, and the word of mouth has been improving all the way.

Flipping through the jokes of various writers, the corners of Shui Miaomiao's mouth twitched. These people dare to write anything when they are paid.

There are praises, and of course there will be scolding, but the company bought them on purpose, in order to create conflicts, so that the two parties can scold each other, increase popularity, and attract traffic.

These days, 90% of the news that can be seen by netizens is business, and there is no real feeling.

Looking at it, Shui Miaomiao suddenly saw this one among the dense news: Ren Feifei is fully armed and the beauty at the night party.

Click in and have a look, okay, this guy Ren Feifei stayed up most of the night and ran to the neighborhood where Chen Jing's house is.

Then didn't come out all night.

Tsk, this speed.

It's just that when Shui Miaomiao logged out of the webpage, she suddenly found that the news had disappeared. It seemed that Ren Feifan's manager had made a move.

Also, Ren Feifei is very popular, and once his affair with Chen Jing is exposed, he will lose many girlfriend fans.

Alas, I just feel sorry for Chen Jing.

(End of this chapter)