Five Years Later, Lovely Baby Descends to Mogul Group

After a short silence, Andy Jian had a flash of light and said to himself, “You can’t get it outside, so what about inside?”

“Just like I thought,” Vivian Lin laughed. “No one is as reliable as himself. I’ll work with you then to find a way to get in as a worker and take the opportunity to take the evidence.”

Andy Jian couldn’t help feeling when he looked at her talking in Kan Kan. “Xiaoxiao, I found that you have become very different from before.”

Vivian Lin was helpless. “So, is it getting better or worse?”

“It’s getting better.” Andy Jian said, “I don’t have to worry about protecting you anymore.”

Vivian Lin was amused by her. “Just think of it as a compliment. That’s it. I’ll take a week off next week and go undercover with you. There’s a class in an hour, so I’ll go back first.”

When she returned to China, she applied for a job in a music organization in River City, teaching children. To leave, she had to adjust the time.

“OK, go ahead and be safe on the way.”

Andy Jian sent her to the door, closed the door, and immediately her face fell and she became worried.

Vivian Lin has sacrificed for her once, how can she take her again and risk her life with herself?

What’s more, this is her personal vendetta, and she shouldn’t be involved.

This time, let her solve it herself.

On the third day, Andy Jian boarded the plane of Liangcheng and went back to his hometown.

—

Late at night, Ginza.

As soon as Bob entered the box, he filled a large glass of whiskey into his mouth in a depressed mood.

“Who provoked you again?” Peter Pei is not salty or bland.

“Nobody. I just can’t see through women and myself.” Bob said grumpily.

Peter rolled his eyes and didn’t answer, and the scene suddenly became quiet.

Seeing that he didn’t ask questions, Bob took the initiative to sit in the past and analyzed, “You said that she was willing to come to my ex-boyfriend for help in order to investigate the factory. Is it true that she still feels so lost about me? If I help her make it happen, she should forgive me?”

“A woman’s heart is dead and can’t be saved.” Peter Pei removed his hand from his shoulder and took a more comfortable position.

Looking down at the phone and remembering something, I turned around and asked, “Wait, which ex-girlfriend are you talking about?”

“Who else could it be, Vivian Lin.” Bob said.

“Then what factory did she ask you to investigate?”

“The raw material factory of the Jian Family.”

Peter Pei sat up straight. “So Andy Jian is going to investigate?”

“It should be. I didn’t ask.” Bob Gu didn’t think so much.

“What can you know? !” Peter stood up with a bang, stared at him and ran out.

“Why? This is,” Bob Gu looked innocent. “What’s wrong with me?”

I just ate at Vivian Lin’s place, and now my brother is angry with him. Why is he nobody?

The more Bob thought about it, the more depressed he became. He just took the bottle and opened it.

It took ten minutes for Bill Huo to push the door in.

Seeing that he was the only alcoholic, the door stopped in the middle.

“Where’s Peter Pei?” Bill Huo asked.

“I don’t know,” Bob Gu looked up and took another sip of wine. “Maybe he helped Andy Jian investigate the factory. He’s a godbrother who cares more than his own brother.”

“Factory?”

Bill turned black eyes, turned and went out, picked up his cell phone and called Jiang.

“Let those people report Andy Jian’s current position.”

After a while, Jiang said, “In the hotel of Liangcheng.”

“Book the earliest flight ticket to Liangcheng.” Bill Huo made a quick decision.

“There are no tickets, President, and there are no direct connections.” Jiang, sorry to say.

Bill Huo stood where he was, remained silent for a moment, and then said into the phone, “Then book a flight from the nearest city in Liangcheng.”

Say that finish, hung up the phone and call Andy Jian again.

But Andy Jian was asleep and didn’t answer the phone at all.

He can only catch the plane first. It’s closer, and he can save some time in the morning.

—

Liangcheng.

Andy Jian’s old friend here, only Mrs. Old Wang, went to the nursing home to visit early the next morning.

Mrs. Old Wang’s mental state is very good, and he looks refreshed for a long time. The two of them talked a lot, and in the end, Andy Jian still said his inner debt.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

“I’m sorry Mrs. Old Wang, I left you here alone …”

“Hey, miss, don’t say that,” Mrs. Old Wang hurriedly stopped her. “If it weren’t for you and Mr. Huo, how could I have such a good day today?”

“Do you think it’s a good thing to live alone in a nursing home?” Andy Jian frowned reluctantly, thinking that she was comforting herself.

“Of course,” Mrs. Old Wang nodded affirmatively and said in dialect, “I wouldn’t necessarily know how to communicate with others if I were in another city.”

“Miss, I grew up eating the water of Liangcheng. I’ve been here for half my life. I’ve been waiting on people for the rest of my life, and then I’ve got a son who doesn’t live up to expectations. Alas, don’t mention it.”

“I know that you want to take me back and look after me. I also believe that you won’t treat me ill, but I can’t be idle in front of you. I must do something, but here I am, with someone to take care of me and someone to accompany me. I really enjoy myself!”

After hearing what she said, Andy Jian suddenly realized that she hadn’t thought of this.

“Hey, old woman!”

At this moment, in the distance, an old man with glasses who looks sven shouted at them, “Nanqu is going to start playing a wave. I’ll take a place for you. Come quickly!”

“It’s coming!” Mrs. Old Wang responded at the top of her voice and patted Andy Jian’s hand again. “The nursing home is partial, miss. Go back to rest early.”

“OK,” Andy Jian said with a long drawl and good eyesight. “You go quickly, and don’t keep the grandfather waiting for a long time.”

Mrs. Old Wang sheepishly pressed her lower lip and followed her.

Andy Jian looked at their backs supporting each other, and the big stone in his heart suddenly dropped.

She wondered, did Bill Huo consider these things at that time before he made the arrangement to let Mrs. Old Wang live in the local nursing home?

Yes, his brain, always smart, must have calculated all the factors.

—

In the afternoon, Andy Jian came to the local recruitment office of the Jian Group.

The Jian Group is a big enterprise in Liangcheng, but there is only a humble room in the recruitment office where a fat man with a gold chain sits.

It is estimated that there are too few candidates, and he is dozing off with his chin propped up, snoring loudly.

“Hello.” Andy Jian went up and said hello, probably because his voice was too low and the fat man didn’t wake up.

Andy Jian looked around, then stood up straight and kicked off the table.

The fat man woke up with a loose hand.

“Hello, I’m here to apply.” Andy Jian, raise the volume.

Fat man impatiently looked up at her, suck up make clicks, “outsiders? We don’t recruit outsiders. ”

“I’m not,” Andy Jian said kindly. “I’m from Jianjia Village in front of me. Look, my ID card is Jane.”

Say, pass the ID card in the past.

“Jianjia Village?”

Fat man seems to be interested, gave her a meaningful look, and then took the ID card.