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The beginning of the thank you letter is the hotel, and every word in the middle is written by Zhong Jiamu's hard work, and the word "Song Shuo" is particularly eye-catching.

Why, in He Wen's home, there is a thank you letter from Song Shuo written by him?

Zhong Jiamu felt a chill run down his spine.

He looked up and saw that there were still densely packed photos on the wall.

But these are not his, but the photos of Wen Lan when the accident happened.

Including before and after the accident of the truck, before and after the accident of Mr. Xi, as well as photos of the current truck driver abroad.

Thinking of the draft he drew next to him, Zhong Jiamu wondered for a moment, did he guess the wrong person at the beginning?

Zhong Jiamu no longer knew what kind of mood he was in to leave the secret room. He put the bookshelf back in its original place, and walked out of the study with the share transfer agreement.

If it is to prove that He Wen is Song Shuo, there is one place where there may be a clue - Jiawen Group's 3D dressing room.

Although it is possible that He Wen deleted the data, there is no other place to prove it.

Zhong Jiamu exited very cautiously, but when he just went downstairs, he heard the sound of the door lock.

At that moment, Zhong Jiamu's heartbeat rose rapidly, and he quickly hid in the floor-to-ceiling curtain in the next second.

The footsteps approached little by little, and Zhong Jiamu felt as if a cicada lived in his heart, howling non-stop.

Fortunately, He Wen just passed by the curtain beside him, without stopping for a second.

Hearing the sound of closing the door, Zhong Jiamu poked his head out cautiously, and then quickly slipped out of the door.

After going out, Zhong Jiamu didn't go home, and then took a taxi to Jiawen Group, calling for the makeup artist who helped him put on makeup last time.

Mr. He's little canary hasn't been here for a long time, and the girl at the front desk's eyes lit up when she saw it, "Long time no see, what's the matter here today?"

"Long time no see," Zhong Jiamu pretended to be nonchalant, "I want to ask if the makeup artist who received me every time is still there?"

"Makeup artist? Wait a moment."

Speaking at the front desk, he made an internal call.

Jiawen Group's attitude towards him has not changed at present, that is to say, no one here knows that he has left He Wen.

After a while, the makeup artist came out and said with a smile, "Long time no see, is it still the same face shape?"

Zhong Jiamu also laughed, "No, I want to get a new one today."

The makeup artist took Zhong Jiamu to the huge dressing room without hesitation, and all the data and materials were displayed in front of Zhong Jiamu.

Zhong Jiamu's fingertips hesitated for a moment, then slid down decisively.

The data of countless faces were displayed in front of Zhong Jiamu. Zhong Jiamu once thought it was random data, but now he feels a little impressed.

Some are the faces of classmate NPCs who passed by, some are the faces of teacher NPCs, and some are the faces of salesperson NPCs.

He glanced around until a familiar face came into view.

【No.: 112500】

【Name: Song Shuo】

He Wen is Song Shuo.

Zhong Jiamu clicked on the screen to return, and then let go of his hand.

Then everything that is wrong makes sense.

Why was he rescued just when the hotel was in critical condition, and why Song Shuo happened to live next door to him.

All luck is a long-planned plan.

Zhong Jiamu turned around and walked out of the dressing room. The makeup artist was taken aback and followed, "What's wrong? Don't you put on makeup?"

"I won't draw anymore," Zhong Jiamu apologized, "I'm sorry for wasting your time."

"It's okay, it's just..."

The makeup artist felt that Zhong Jiamu didn't care about him. He stood there, looked at Zhong Jiamu's hurried back, and scratched his head in doubt.

When Zhong Jiamu returned to his residence, he immediately took out his largest suitcase, and frantically threw clothes, pants and commonly used items into it.

After buckling the suitcase, Zhong Jiamu lifted the suitcase and picked up the key, but suddenly remembered that this is not a house he rented, but a room he bought.

He let go of the handle, and lay down on the sofa tiredly, with his arms resting on his forehead, looking at the light bulbs glowing on the ceiling, the more he thought about it, the more unwilling he became.

Why did he have to escape?

He Wen knew the life of the driver who caused the accident very well, so what was the use of running away no matter how far away he was?

Zhong Jiamu got up, he gave up the suitcase, took only the key, and waited at the door for Song Shuo to throw himself into the trap.

He waited from the afternoon until the evening, but instead of Song Shuo, he waited for the real estate agent and the people who came to see the house.

"Hello, Mr. Zhong," the agent greeted, "Who are you waiting for?"

Zhong Jiamu pointed to Song Shuo's door, "I'm waiting for the owner of this house."

The agent looked in Zhong Jiamu's direction, and then laughed, "What a coincidence, the tenant of this house said today that he would not renew the lease, so I just hung it up and brought the new tenant to have a look."

Never expecting such a result, Zhong Jiamu looked at the agent dumbfounded, "No more renting?"

"Yeah," the agent opened the door while talking, "They said they found a good job in another place, so they don't need any deposit here."

The door opened, and the furnishings in the house were extremely simple.

Except for the half glass of water on the table, it's almost as if no one has ever lived in it.

Zhong Jiamu originally thought that after the showdown with He Wen, he would be the one to escape first, but he didn't expect that He Wen would escape faster than himself.

what is this?

Zhong Jiamu covered his face, and a few mocking smiles appeared between his fingertips.

The intermediary asked inexplicably, "Mr. Zhong?"

Zhong Jiamu waved his hand and backed out of the door, "Take a look at the house first, I won't bother you."

When Hao Xiao received Zhong Jiamu's phone call, he was just about to go out to have fun.

Hearing Zhong Jiamu say the word He Wen, Hao Xiao knew that he must have known something.

Hao Xiaodao: "I'll send you a location, and you can call me when you get there."

Hao Xiao chose a vegetable market, and there was a shop in the vegetable market from Xinjiang who specialized in selling mutton skewers. Except for mutton skewers, naan bread and kavas, they didn’t sell anything else.

Hao Xiao directly ordered fifty skewers of mutton and two cups of kavas. The fat and thin mutton gave off an exotic aroma, the outermost layer was still sizzling, and the orange kavas bubbled with small bubbles in the cup. .

Hao Xiao took a sip, then picked up a skewer of mutton, "What's the matter? I thought you wouldn't mention him anymore after you separated from He Wen."

Zhong Jiamu looked at him seriously, "Hao Xiao, Wen Lan is dead."

The hand holding the iron sign paused first, and Hao Xiao took a piece of mutton with his mouth, "I'm not very clear about this matter. The Wen Lan you're talking about is the one who used to accompany Meng Gaohan to recover every day?"

Zhong Jiamu ignored Hao Xiao's pretentiousness, "I was in He Wen's room and saw a photo of the driver who caused the accident abroad."

"He Wen asked someone to kill Wen Lan, are you going to kill that person now to silence him?"

Hao Xiao picked up the next skewer, looked at the mutton on the skewer, and couldn't help but sigh, "Zhong Jiamu, what do you want to say?"

Now that Hao Xiao no longer pretended to be deaf and dumb, Zhong Jiamu asked straightforwardly, "Where is He Wen now?"

"I don't know either." Hao Xiao bit off the second string, and then picked up Kavas, "Let me tell you this, after we separated from you, He Wen's condition was very unstable, and now he is struggling to stabilize."

"I won't go into details. I only know that he is working very hard on treatment. But I can't guarantee whether He Wen will do extreme things because of you."

Hao Xiao's words ended, he neither interceded for He Wen, nor guaranteed anything for him, just like the most common relationship between a doctor and a patient, but Zhong Jiamu felt that there were more hidden secrets in it.

Hao Xiao raised his hand and said: "Come, eat, eat, the mutton in this restaurant is airlifted from Zhaosu, what we drink is ice spring water, and what we eat is Chinese herbal medicine, without any smell."

Zhong Jiamu said, "He Wen..."

Hao Xiao started pretending again, "How can He Wen have delicious mutton skewers?"

Xi's Building, inside the vice president's office.

A man bowed his head and apologized, "I'm sorry Mr. Nian."

Nian Yu's face was gloomy, and the amber eyes seemed to gather dark mist, "Is this the first time?"

"Sorry, the person who secretly protects the target is really too difficult, and according to my guess, there must be more than one person."

Nian Yu sneered twice, "Get out."

Nianyu has been looking for no less than five people for so long, but every one of them ended in failure.

At the wedding scene, Yi Wenbai was slapped in the face again, but Yi Wenbai still conscientiously sent people to secretly protect Zhong Jiamu.

When Nian Yu first heard that He Wen was kicked out of the house, she still protected Zhong Jiamu like a licking dog.

He couldn't help but clicked his tongue lightly, mockingly said: "It's really fucking unlucky."

In fact, Nianyu knew very early on that this would happen. His primary goal now is to rapidly expand the market and run the company to the point where no one can beat him in City Z.At that time, even if He Wen and Yi Wenbai wanted to protect Zhong Jiamu, it would be useless.

Thinking of this, Nian Yu called his assistant, "Bring me all the recent company transactions."

At the beginning, the Xi family relied on the Yi family to make a fortune, took a lot of cheap land from the Yi family, and then built and sold it and grew rapidly.Recently, Yijia started to get stuck with funds and land, so Nianyu directly targeted the government and various lending institutions.

Pulling a beautiful tiger skin as a cover, using the Z city government project as a backing, using the old project as collateral to invest in a new project, and then using the new project as collateral to invest in the next project.

Nianyu used leverage to the extreme, and almost all the construction of Z City has the shadow of the Xi family.

This is the purpose of Nianyu. Once the Xi family collapses, all the projects invested by the Xi family will be suspended, and the economy of City Z will also be suspended.

The assistant quickly flipped through all the recent transactions, and Nianyu flipped through them one by one, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

He looked at the assistant, "Why are there so many quitting partners? Why didn't you notify me when the project changed?"

"I have notified your annual manager," the assistant replied, "It's just that you said that as long as it doesn't hinder the progress of the project, you don't need to look over these small things one by one."