Rebirth to the top of the entertainment industry

After searching to no avail, Xia Bu fully realized that he had lost Osborn.

Osborn is missing.

Xia Bu sat on the sofa, feeling like he could hardly breathe.

He asked the servants if they had entered his room, and they all said no.

It's impossible for Osborne to disappear for no reason.

The moment this thought occurred to him, Xia Bu took out his mobile phone and searched whether the cat would open the door by itself.

The answers he searched made him despair, and his eyes almost turned red with self-blame.

Wants to keep a pet, but doesn't know anything about pets, and sloppily leaves the door without locking it.

What's more, Osborn is not his own pet, it is his own responsibility to stop Joan from Joan without authorization.

If you really can't find it, how should you explain to Joan?

The servant came to tell him that it was time for dinner, Xia Bu was so frustrated that he lost his appetite, he just wanted to say no more, when Ji Shiwen came downstairs for dinner.

Xia Bu swallowed his words back, not wanting to be told that he didn't understand the rules, so he got up and walked to the restaurant.

Xia Bu sat across from Ji Shiwen to dine, usually it would be a silent meal.But Xia Bu couldn't swallow the rice today, he was so distracted that his hands slipped, and the sound of chopsticks falling to the ground broke the silence.

Before the servant handed over the new chopsticks, Xia Bu subconsciously bent over to pick them up.

Suddenly, Ji Shiwen saw a few hairs on the heel of her shoe, and when she took a closer look, Osborn's cat hair was right.

Forgetting that she was under the table, Xia Bu wanted to get up, but she slammed her head heavily on the table.

Enduring the pain, Xia Bu sat back in his seat, apologized to Ji Shiwen for the noise he had made, and nodded.

It attracted Ji Shiwen's cold stare, but she didn't say much.

Xia Bu noticed that Ji Shiwen's nose was flushed, maybe she was feeling unwell, so she didn't go out, had dinner at home, and didn't talk much to herself.

The servant brought up new chopsticks.

Xia Bu took the chopsticks and placed them flat on the dining table.

Said to Ji Shiwen, "I'm full, please eat slowly." Then he got up and left the table.

Normally, Xia Bu would not do such an impolite thing of leaving the table before the other party finished his meal.But when she bumped her head just now, Ji Shiwen would also know that she was going to take ice cubes to her stomach, so there was a reason for it.It doesn't look disrespectful to her.

Xia Bu went to open the refrigerator by himself, packed ice packs, and took it back to the room.

Without taking off his shoes, he lay directly on the bed, pressing the ice pack on his head.

I don't know if it was because of the bump that gave him a headache, or because the ice pack was cold enough to give him a headache.

Xia Bu looked at the ceiling, not knowing what to do.It is impossible for him to confront Ji Shiwen, nor to tell Ji Chen such trifles.

Xia Bu applied ice packs to his eyes again, punishing himself and making himself more awake.

Who can be blamed?If it wasn't for my own negligence...

Xia Bu was in the room, estimating the time Ji Shiwen would be downstairs, until late at night, and then went downstairs again to continue looking for cats with a glimmer of hope.

Live to see a cat, die to see a corpse.Xia Bu gritted his teeth and searched the corners.

Although it is impossible to explain how the cat hair on Ji Shiwen's heels came from, even if Ji Shiwen is dissatisfied with herself, she will never blame a cat.

Xia Bu also went to the monitoring room to carefully check the surveillance video of the mansion outside the road every minute, for fear that if he missed a shot, he would lose the clue.Cats are so sensitive that they can miss them in the blink of an eye.

On the first day of vacation, Xia Bu spent the whole night in the monitoring room like this.

Meng Qing received another call from Ji Lang summoning him.

After swearing angrily, he only took the annual leave, and then came to the door lingeringly the next day, and told him not to take a good vacation. When we met, he had to tell him that he had to be given annual leave for surveillance work.

After Meng Qing tidied herself up, she obediently went to the designated place to meet Ji Lang.

Meng Qing took the bus for a few stops, walked for a while, and finally found the restaurant designated by Ji Lang.

He was led upstairs by the waiter.

When Ji Lang saw Meng Qing, the first sentence he said was not to explain why he came, but to deliberately pretend to check the time on his watch, and asked scoldingly, "What time is it? When did I call you, and you're only here now?"

Ever since Meng Qing encountered that kind of thing in the hotel last time, when he met Ji Lang, he was no longer as restrained as before, but became even more arrogant.

Meng Qing sat down directly on the chair opened by the waiter, and said, "What? Does Mr. Ji still want to deduct my salary?"

Ji Lang frowned, dissatisfied with Meng Qing's arrogant attitude towards him, but noticed that Meng Qing was sweating slightly, and said, "How did you come here?"

"How else can I come? Take the bus or walk." Meng Qing said bluntly.

"I told you to come out, and you wouldn't call?" Ji Lang said, looking at the waiter beside him.The waiter nodded and went down to indicate that it was time to serve.

"Travel green, understand?" Meng Qing said, almost saying that you didn't pay my salary, so why should I pay more to see you.

Seeing that the appetizers were served, Meng Qing felt that he had picked up a bargain, so he said, "You didn't tell me that you asked me to come out for dinner."

He didn't take the initiative to ask Ji Lang why he asked him to come out, but let's talk about it after enjoying this big meal.

He thought it was Ji Lang who also felt that he had done something wrong to him last time, playing sugar-coated cannonballs in order to ease the relationship.Since Mr. Ji is willing to be soft, he is not M, and there is no reason why he should not accept this.

So you retreat and advance, Meng Qing's attitude towards Ji Lang subconsciously becomes presumptuous.

"Have you ever eaten here?" Ji Lang asked casually.

Meng Qing felt that being asked this kind of question insulted his personality, and said: "Do you think I am the kind of person who spends a month's salary just to eat a meal?"

"One month's salary? Is your salary so little as an assistant?"

In fact, Meng Qing's salary is not too low, because it was opened by Xia Bu.But it was far from the point where Meng Qing could spend freely.

Meng Qing followed Ji Lang's words and said, "Otherwise, why would I want to climb up?"

Seeing Meng Qing eating happily, Ji Lang said with a smile, "In order to eat more?"

Thinking of the list of meals Meng Qing ate in the cafeteria last time, he was very surprised.It's hard to imagine how a person's stomach can hold so many things.

It's still the stomach of a person who looks good and is not fat.

"Birds die for food." Meng Qing said while eating.

Ji Lang snorted, but he also liked Meng Qing's straightforward character, not beating around the bush, making false claims.Only young people of his age can have this kind of temperament.

Young and frivolous without any setbacks.

"Then you are really a lovely bird."

Meng Qing was originally eating happily, but when he heard this, he choked up, got goosebumps all over his body, raised his head and rolled his eyes, and said to Ji Lang, "Tell me these words to your other little birds."

"It's obviously a metaphor you made yourself." Ji Lang smiled unmoved.

Finally finished the meal, and had dessert, fruit.

Meng Qing saw that Ji Lang was finally going to explain his intention to find him.After listening to his nonsense, he will be able to return to his vacation again.Meng Qing didn't think this meal was for nothing.Think of it as the wages he paid for letting himself go on vacation and working overtime.

Ji Lang simply asked Meng Qing about Xia Bu's annual leave arrangements.

If he hadn't known about Ji Lang's personality, Meng Qing would have been moved by his care for Brother Bu.

Meng Qing answered truthfully what he knew.

"Brother Bu took an extra shift yesterday to do an interview with a foreign magazine. Because it was added temporarily, I didn't go." Meng Qing said.

"So what did he tell you?"

"Ah."

"Is there anything else to say?"

Meng Qing thought for a while and said, "No more." All that can be said has been said.

"Today, have you two met and contacted?"

"No, it's a rare holiday. I went to bed late, and you called me over when I woke up." Meng Qing replied in a tone of dedication.

Ji Lang chatted with Meng Qing again, and during the conversation, Meng Qing was spinning the water glass filled with lemonade in boredom.

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One didn't turn steadily, and the water glass fell onto Ji Lang's cuff.

Meng Qing blushed because of his technical error, and hurriedly took a napkin to help Ji Lang wipe his cuffs.

Meng Qing is a person who can distinguish right from wrong, and he will take care of what he did wrong.

Meng Qing pulled Ji Lang's cuff to help him dry it, only to find that there seemed to be a scratch on Ji Lang's wrist, and blurted out, "Which woman caught it?"

Naturally, Ji Lang didn't withdraw his hand, let Meng Qing rub it, and teased, "Why, are you jealous?"

Meng Qing threw back Ji Lang's hand and said, "I just want to say one thing, you deserve it."

But he was too lazy to think about Ji Lang's private life, it was simply a kind of pollution to his pure thoughts.

After Meng Qing and Ji Lang separated, they called Xia Bu to make a routine report.

"Ji Lang asked me to question again just now." Meng Qing told the phone what he had confessed to Ji Lang, and what he had ordered to himself.

Seeing that Xia Bu didn't have the strength to listen to his phone calls on the phone, Meng Qing didn't know why Brother Bu was finally on vacation and still couldn't cheer up, so he wanted to tell an anecdote about Ji Lang to cheer Xia Bu up.

"Let me tell you," Meng Qing said with a smile when he found the scratches on Ji Lang's hands, "The scratches were quite heavy, and the cut is quite new, tsk tsk, it hurts even looking at it."

As a professional standard in the storytelling industry, Meng Qing also deliberately exaggerated it to make Xia Bu more happy.

"Scratches?!" Xia Bu said, grasping the point.

"Yes." Seeing that Brother Bu was interested, Meng Qing was proud of his ability to tell stories, and it was great to cheer up Brother Bu.

"Did he tell you where he would go?" Xia Bu asked.

"Well, he said he was going to..."

Xia Bu asked for some more information, and hurriedly hung up the phone with Meng Qing.

Xia Bu checked the monitor in the monitoring room all night. In the morning, he really had a headache, so he went back to bed and lay down for a while. After regaining some energy, he received a call from Meng Qing.

Thinking of seeing in the surveillance video that Ji Lang did indeed visit home yesterday, it was probably because Ji Shiwen was unwell to visit Ji Shiwen, and I couldn’t see anything related to cats from the surveillance, so I didn’t pay much attention to him before. Lenovo.

But now that Meng Qing mentioned that Ji Lang had scratches on his wrist, this matter must have something to do with him again.

Xia Bu washed his face and went out angrily.

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