Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

In preparation for tomorrow's art exhibition, Zhuang Mingyue packed her things and returned to her sixty-square-meter, two-bedroom apartment. Due to her current financial situation, she could only find someone to share the apartment with.

Lira is preparing in the store. He will be busy with the banquet tomorrow and will not be back until very late.

After eating something for lunch, I started cleaning the house and was busy until six o'clock.

She couldn't change this habit. Whenever she encountered something irritating, she would use busyness to numb her nerves so that she wouldn't think randomly. The living room, which was not that big, was tidied up in order.

At almost six o'clock, Zhuang Mingyue started to go to the supermarket downstairs to buy vegetables for dinner.

She cooked a few more dishes and put the uneaten ones in the refrigerator. Lira liked the dishes she cooked, and she also liked to eat supper at night. She could use these as supper when she came back.

The day passed really quickly, and the sky outside the window turned dark before I knew it.

After washing up in the bathroom, I poured a glass of water, took two sleeping pills, and fell asleep.

At the same time, a family was on a private jet.

Qi Cheng received the news from France and reported everything to the exhibition in detail, "We contacted a private detective agency in France. Through investigation, we found the person who shot the video. According to him, there was indeed a person who shot the video that day. Someone from the Art Institute was sketching in the Luxembourg Gardens. A few minutes ago, the Paris Art Institute sent a list of students who were about to graduate, and the eldest lady’s name was among them.”

"In addition, I also learned that the eldest lady's tuition for the past four years has been obtained through scholarships and part-time service at... a cafe called Norman to earn living expenses."

"This is the address where the eldest lady lives in Paris, as well as her contact information..."

Zhanyan took the information file from Qi Cheng's hand and found all her study files and life data in the past few years. In the award-winning results column, she had won many awards, large and small.

Except for these photos of Zhuang Mingyue secretly taken by detectives, one is in the studio, wearing a white turtleneck sweater, with black hair that is neither short nor long, hanging on her shoulders, and the light outside the window falls on her bright features. , one glance gives people a feeling of tranquility over time.

The other picture shows her walking back in a thin windbreaker and carrying a bag. On a pedestrian road, there are sycamore trees planted on both sides. They are lush and spread out everywhere. The sycamore branches across the street and on the opposite side are intertwined with each other, and the golden branches are intertwined. The leaves fell all over the ground, and the scenery was pleasant.

These are not as good as her back. The foreign man who happened to be passing by on a bicycle turned his head and looked at her without hesitation.

This scene happened to be filmed...

The third picture shows her returning to the apartment and coming downstairs at six o'clock. She went to the supermarket to push the cart and bought some seafood in the discounted seafood section. After the photo, she ordered a list of the things Zhuang Mingyue bought.

Zhan Yan glanced at it and found that they were all the cheapest food.

It has been four years since she left the banker, thinking how good her life would be. After all the hard work and hiding it from so many people, she really came back more and more.

Is this what she calls wanting a dull life?

Why don't you be her eldest lady and suffer like this?

idiot!

Zhan Yan put down the file in his hand expressionlessly and picked up a thick stack of photos. "Go and send people to keep an eye on her. Report any news at any time."

Qi Cheng nodded, "Yes, President."

Over the years, Zhanyan has not given up looking for traces of Zhuang Mingyue, but the country is not as good as abroad. There are no connections or ways to find people abroad. Finding people is simply like looking for a needle in a haystack.

Zhan Yan raised a large sum of money and acquired several overseas companies, including Zhuang Mingyue's information. As long as Zhuang Mingyue submitted her resume and went to any of the acquired companies for interviews, that company would report immediately.

I just didn't expect Zhuang Mingyue to work in a small coffee shop. Although this shop was a chain store, it was not included in the acquisition scope.

So for so many years, there has been no news about Zhuang Mingyue.

Qi Cheng didn't understand that the banker was already in the palm of his hand, and now as long as he said a word, everything about the banker could disappear in the imperial capital at any time.

But he has kept the banker intact until now. The entire villa area of ​​Nanyuan Villa is all assets under Zhanyan's name.

Zhan Yan undoubtedly has everything, so why should he find her?

Nowadays, the exhibition banquet has been separated from the banker. Do we still need to care whether Zhuang Mingyue exists?

Even if she disappears from this world, it will not affect her in the slightest.

I just hope that he won't get her involved, otherwise... Zhuang Mingyue's return will only be a hidden danger.

An eight-hour flight.

The private jet parked at a luxurious seven-star Sofitel Hotel, and they were received with the highest level of reception etiquette, not because of anything else, but because Zhanyan was one of the largest shareholders of this hotel.

After arranging check-in, the hotel housekeeper handed over a ticket, "This is the ticket for the art exhibition that Mr. Zhan asked for. The time is at [-] noon. There are still three hours left. We have prepared breakfast for Mr. Zhan..."

"Mr. Zhan, please..."

Qi Cheng did not forget to report on his work, "After attending the banquet, I will stay here for about half a month. There are several well-known overseas technology companies that want to cooperate with us. They have agreed on a time the day after tomorrow. In addition, there will be a Giant Auction Charity Gala…”

Zhan Yan drank water from the cup and extended the trip to half a year. ’

Qi Cheng was surprised, "Half a year? Is it too long? The domestic company's affairs..."

"Do as I say."

Qi Chengyu choked, "Yes."

Was it for Zhuang Mingyue that he suddenly changed his work plan?

Qi Cheng frowned quietly.

'Ah! '

Zhuang Mingyue wiped the picture frame carefully and suddenly sneezed several times in succession.

The frequency of eyelid beating is getting faster and faster, and the feeling of panic is obviously getting stronger and stronger.

Tang Yuanliang handed over a glass of warm water, "If you can't hold it any longer, go back. Chu Xian, Jun Ming, I, and I can keep busy here."

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head: "It doesn't matter, I'm okay."

The exhibition starts at noon.

Zhuang Mingyue was in charge of reception and introduced celebrities at all levels in fluent English.

Zhu Junming took advantage of his free time upstairs and looked at the people downstairs, "I really don't understand why Professor Xu only accepted her as his apprentice. He didn't even have to attend classes. He came back with the professor and got a diploma from the Paris School of Art." , and a degree... Even if you kowtow your head, you can’t ask for this kind of opportunity.”

"The three of us have been with him for so many years. Not to mention accepting disciples, even if the professor usually gives us advice, he only says a few words that are incomprehensible, and he doesn't care about anything."

"The last time we won an award was four years ago... If this continues, we will have to leave sooner or later."

"Chu Xian, do you think the professor is too partial?"

Chu Xian's eyes flashed with a sharp look, and she glanced coldly, "Mind your own business." After saying that, she turned around and left.

Zhuang Mingyue raised her head and glanced upstairs, pursed her lips, and didn't look away until someone called her.

At this moment, a high-profile Maybach parked at the art exhibition hall...