black swan girlfriend

It was past four o'clock in the afternoon when the plane landed. Wen Mingli plugged in his mobile phone card and called the car rental company to confirm, before he went to eat Ken Oki with his luggage.

Colleagues sent three emails in a row to urge the final contract.

Wen Mingli returned while biting a hamburger. Before she left, she had already obtained the electronic contract, which was printed with the official seal of Mr. Qi's art collection room. Shang Jing did not avoid her, and put the written contract in the villa safe. He had obtained the password, but Wen Mingli was afraid that Shang Jing might have some tricks, so he didn't dare to use it.

Colleague: "After finishing this job, you can take a good rest for a few days."

Their auction house has always been closed for a year, and it has been open for three years.

As early as a few years ago, the auctioneer changed careers and became a salesman under the money offensive. Now everyone is used to this kind of busy and idle life. As the manager, Wen Mingli can get a lot of money. commission.

Too much hamburger salad dressing was added, and it spilled onto his hands without noticing it. Wen Mingli took out a paper towel and wiped it.She chose the window on the second floor, with an unobstructed view, and she could still see the planes taking off and landing. The twilight was deep, separated by the Pacific Ocean, and the intimacy mixed in the memory quietly clung to her heart.

But time is running out, Wen Mingli let out a deep breath, she has to rush back to the apartment before dark.

At the same time, in the morning of East Eighth District, the sun gilded the exterior walls of the villas with gold.

Shang Jing took a sip of coffee, and there was a crisp sound when the cup touched the table. The technician said, "The fingerprints have been extracted, and after inspection, there is no trace of external damage to the safe."

"But I lost a necklace." Shang Jing said, "I was going to wear it to go out to play, but I can't find it..."

The lawyer took out a document at the right time, "This is the jewelry appraisal data. Miss Shang's rose necklace was valued at 100 million three years ago. It is an adult gift from Mr. Qi. It is very commemorative."

The police uncle took over and said, "Let's check the external monitoring first, and also hope that Ms. Shang will open the villa's internal monitoring authority."

The wealthy districts don’t like to make a big fuss when they lose things, and it’s a bit difficult to adjust the monitoring. They are communicating with the property.

"Definitely sure," said the lawyer.

They shook hands, and the lawyer rose to send the man out.

There was a police car parked at the entrance of the villa. Although Dongshan Villa focused on security and quietness, and there was a considerable distance between the neighbors, the movement was so loud that anyone who paid attention could guess the difference.At this moment, Mr. Qi's call has arrived.

Lawyer Wang glanced at Shang Jing and went to the corridor to answer the phone.

President Qi has been in the mall for a long time, except for customers and the same level of president, his voice has almost no emotion. Lawyer Wang suspects that even if the tip of the knife is pointed at her eyeball, she will not blink.

President Qi: "What's going on?"

Lawyer Wang talked like this, and Mr. Qi said, "Pass the phone to Shang Jing, and I will talk to her."

After the mother and daughter said a few words, Attorney Wang heard Shang Jing say, "Hang up first, and I will turn it on."

When he arrived, the hall was covered with glass shards, and all the porcelain on the Duobao Pavilion was wiped out. If it weren't for the huge salary, Lawyer Wang would almost have stood up for those treasures.

Miss Shang sat on the sofa unaware, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she still said in a soft voice, "Be careful stepping on it."

What machine are you still running now?Her mobile phone has already suffered, and the screen of the mobile phone is shattered into slag.

Lawyer Wang said, "I'll go out and buy another one for you?"

Shang Jing waved her hand and said, "No, I still have more. I'm sorry to trouble you today, go slowly."

Lawyer Wang was more polite, and backed away with a bow: "It should be."

Shang Jing took the elevator to the second basement floor, and the pain in her chest became more intense in just a few seconds of darkness.

Shang Jing felt a little out of breath. She hadn't closed her eyes all night since get out of class was over yesterday. There were double images in front of her eyes, as if someone was setting off fireworks in her mind.

Mr. Qi opened the video and said, "Take the medicine first!"

Shang Jing sat lazily on the sofa and didn't want to leave. Mr. Qi had a secretary to remind him of the schedule, and she said decisively, "Apologize for me first, it will be postponed for 10 minutes."

Shang Jing: "Go when you're busy."

Mr. Qi waited for everyone to leave before saying: "Shang Jing, let me say it again, go take the medicine, and I will tell you how to get him back after you finish taking the medicine."

In the video, Shang Jing finally took a glass of water from the bar slowly and took a few pills.

After she sat down again, Mr. Qi said: "You didn't like taking medicine when you were a child, and you had to hold it by two people. Once when I went back late, my aunt sued me, saying that you deliberately spit the medicine out of the flower pot. inside……"

Before she finished speaking, Shang Jing sternly said, "Shut up!"

Mr. Qi watched silently as she continued to adjust her emotions, and breathed hard as if lacking oxygen, until her face flushed and veins burst out on her forehead.

After a long time, Shang Jing said: "...Sorry, I can't control it."

Mr. Qi didn't say much, and simply said: "She is a Chinese-American. It is easier to start from the identity qualifications than to call the police in China. I have the contact information of her boss Andre."

Mr. Qi paused for a moment before continuing, "I'll give you your passport after you've seen the family doctor and stabilized your mood."

Shang Jing's face was hidden in the shadows, and she didn't say a word to Mr. Qi until the video was hung up.

Her fingers kept rubbing the sofa, and there seemed to be another person's body temperature there. Wen Mingli didn't come to the villa many times, and even after the two were together, the police would find out as long as they got the internal surveillance Her clumsy lies.

Shang Jing didn't get up until the doctor dialed the home phone number. The lights gradually went out, and the warm and relaxing game hall in the past looked like a ferocious monster.

Fall comes early in Los Angeles.

The windbreaker Wen Mingli was wearing when she came here was already a bit cold at night, she parked the car in the underground garage, and was still interested in finding her second-hand Toyota, but as expected, it was covered with a layer of dust.

After going out for too long, the electronic lock of the apartment was on the last battery. She opened the door while writing a memo, and was taken aback when she found herself coming out with a plug.

Emily called: "Where's the bag I asked you to bring?"

"The boss is an idiot," she complained.

Wen Mingli said, "Cargo A can't pass the customs, so what's wrong with your boss?"

Emily has been her friend since high school. Two years ago, Emily's parents retired and officially bought a house near Wen's mother. The two became neighbors, and they would visit each other to give gifts at Christmas. After graduation, she worked in a certain brand store I was an apprentice, now I am a clothing assistant, and my immediate boss is a woman, who likes to find faults.

Emily: "She's a bitch!"

Emily: "Let me carry the materials alone, five corrugated boxes!"

Emily: "Why can't I bring it back, the customs are against me!"

When Wen Mingli just got home, he always felt the smell of dust in the house. While thinking that he should book a hotel next time if he was on a business trip for such a long time, he wondered whether he should hire a housekeeper tomorrow. American labor is too expensive, and there is no such thing as an apartment with such a large area. Two thousand dollars should not come down, it is better to do it yourself.

She was distracted and comforted, "You are a brand assistant, and there are more things to be found out about carrying A goods."

Emily smiled triumphantly: "You don't know that, everyone memorizes it, and I'm not the only one behind." She heard that her friend's voice was a little weak, and she asked concerned: "Is this project very tiring? Didn't it go well?"

Wen Mingli: "Successful."

There has never been such a smooth project again.

Apart from being indifferent to her a few days ago, Shang Jing's attitude improved significantly after the surrogate driving incident, and she personally called Haohan's legal counsel and asked her to connect.

As Wen Mingli expected, Mr. Qi didn't like Chen Zitao's gadgets at all, and pushed them to Shang Jing so as not to hurt her face, and said a polite word, where did Miss Shang want to greet others, so she left her alone. One side fends for itself.

It is estimated that even the legal affairs staff did not expect someone to be so fierce that they could get the verbal permission of the second generation. After all, they are still working for Mr. Qi.It was easy for the second generation to get money, but when it came to serious matters, they started to practice Tai Chi without being greeted by their superiors, with a vague attitude. Wen Mingli went there twice but returned without success.

If she hadn't been given hope at the beginning, maybe she would happily go back to her hometown to play in the mud right now, but if she can't do it after a long walk, she will always be a bit unwilling to let go.

Wen Mingli tentatively sent Shang Jing a WeChat message, and chatted endlessly to find topics and find breakthroughs.

But chatting with Shang Jing can really kill the world. She said a lot, from the casino in Las Vegas to the Grand Canyon in East Africa, and Shang Jing replied with "um", "ok", "there is a chance Go and see".

Wen Mingli always felt that she was getting impatient...

Until that day Shang Jing replied: "Really?"

She couldn't help but make a phone call, wanting to speak out in one go, when Shang Jing said on the other end of the phone: "Lu Ming, come and bring me breakfast tomorrow."

He hung up immediately.

Wen Mingli suspected that she didn't see who was calling. Maybe Lu Ming was a passionate suitor?

Although cutting off this dear friend's beard is a bit unreal, she still went bravely (shamelessly).

Then Miss Shang took her on a day trip to the racecourse.

In Nanshi, where every inch of land is so precious, there is actually a horse farm!

Wen Mingli was shocked, and Ladu Niang came out to inquire. The suburban racecourse was under the name of the Nanshi Equestrian Association. Du Niang even had a report picture of the ribbon cutting of the opening. The two shaking hands looked like big brothers.

This suburban racecourse is not at all smaller than the rich man's in Los Angeles. It has sufficient supporting facilities and strong greenery. The flat green grassland is a forest when the car drives inside.

The equestrian took her to pick out a docile filly, with brown sideburns fluttering in the wind, bright and gentle eyes, Wen Mingli fed it a small radish, and it would hug her palm after eating, and she took it back immediately Say no.

Equestrian: "Don't be afraid, I will hold the rope for a while, let's take a few steps here, and we will pass quickly."

Shang Jing changed into a riding uniform and was talking to others beside the black horse.

Seeing that there is no intention of going back.

Wen Mingli agreed, and seeing that she had a good temper, the equestrian also said a few more words, "These young ladies and masters are in a good mood after running the horse and it's best to talk. It's easy to talk about anything after a while."

Wen Mingli smiled bitterly and said, "It's not easy for me."

The two hard-working workers exchanged their experience, and the equestrian rolled up his sleeves and said, "It's all here, you sit on it and I'll take you for a run. Tangtang is very docile, and he can play with you."

Wen Mingli didn't have a riding uniform. Although this is a public racecourse for the association, you can tell from the posture that it is a cover. There is a strong atmosphere of the club, how can it be possible to sell clothes on the spot?Too low class.She is still wearing an umbrella skirt today, if she knows that Shang Jing does not follow the routine, she will change into light clothes.

The equestrian seemed to understand her heart, "It's very simple, just change your pants. I'll go and borrow one for you. There's also a female equestrian here. She's so cool riding a horse."

No matter how many honors the equestrians win here, except for the top few, the rest are the lives of the security guards.

The equestrian said: "The association has regulations that employees are not allowed to ride casually."

The little mare, Tangtang, has been bored for too long, and no children have come to play in the past few months, and she has little time to play.

The equestrian came to the horse farm with him, and even delivered ponies for him, so he has a deep affection for Tangtang.

Equestrian: "This ancestor is very smart and knows how to lose his temper."

But when he came back, he didn't borrow any clothes, which attracted Shang Jing.

The black horse she was riding was of an unidentifiable breed, with shiny black mane and a rather handsome demeanor.

Shang Jing walked over holding the rein and said, "Put on mine first."

As he said that, he bent down and threw down a key, and saw that there was a changing room 300 meters east of the racecourse, and the waitress was guarding the door, and the equestrian was afraid to pass ten meters away.

Wen Mingli felt that the buttons were a little tight in the middle of wearing them. She was really clueless about those protective gears, so she called out tentatively, and the waitress came in to help her put them on.

The top is similar to a long-sleeved shirt, but there is a tight vest on the outside, which wraps around the ribs and waist. Wen Mingli couldn't see the use of it for a while, and the waitress said, "Miss, this is too tight, you have to take off the underwear first." .”

Wen Mingli said, "I borrowed this from someone else..."

Waitress: "The clothes left on the horse farm will be disinfected and ironed, and they are very clean."

Wen Mingideal said that he didn't mean that. It's a bit weird to borrow someone else's clothes and wear them close to the body. Does the owner mind?But the waitress swore to promise: "Change and wash once, it's very clean, don't worry."

In addition, he really wanted to ride, Wen Mingli endured this weird feeling, and asked the waitress to go out and put it on by himself before letting her come over to tie the strap at the back.

The boots were heavy, and the soles were hard enough to protect the calves.

During the conversation, it was known that Wen Mingli was riding for the first time, and the waitress also specially reminded the equestrian to install the saddle. They would go wild if they rode too much, and they would have to unload it after loading, and they didn't bother to install the saddle for a short distance.

Shang Jing's trousers were still a bit small, so the waitress ran out to pick a bigger size for her. The waitress said, "This pair doesn't have a wear-resistant layer, and it wears down your thighs after riding for a long time." She communicated with another person for a long time, and brought them Let Wen Mingli stick the anti-wear sticker on the inner thigh. The thin sticker has no obvious ups and downs, and it can't be seen when you put on the pants. It is cool and soft, with a texture of plasticine.

Seeing that Wen Mingli had finished dressing, he asked very politely, "Do you want to take a picture? Miss looks so beautiful in this."

"It's neat and chic."

Shang Jing looked at her and exclaimed, "It will be time for dinner in a while, I can't run away, I will take you on a rope and walk for a while."

The equestrian was already squeezed behind by Shang Jing. Wen Mingli helped her to step on the saddle with her hands. Shang Jing patiently taught her the riding posture, how to use her thighs, how to swing her waist, and then chatted: "Where are you going?" Didn’t ride abroad?”

Wen Mingli: "Equestrianism is an elective course, but you have to pay for the training ground out of your own pocket, which is too expensive."

Shang Jing let out a sigh, led her for a while, and then suddenly looked at the road ahead and said, "I also mentioned whether to go abroad when I was in high school. At that time, the candidate school was in Los Angeles. What a pity."

Shang Jing looked up at her face, "I always feel that if I go there, I will definitely meet you."

...What a shame.

Wen Mingli said: "I had already graduated from university at that time, so it was impossible for me to go to school."

It should be said that except for the teachers, no one wants to get close to the campus... Los Angeles teenagers have unlimited energy like Teddy in heat, and even the police have to detour.

Shang Jing said sincerely: "You really..."