After not doing the control group, the full-level queen hit the whole network

It's even more useless for Jiang Wanhe to ask for shares, but it's also good to add trouble to Cui Zhanxi.

She waved her hand: "I don't need it, but I think you should send someone to that new energy company as soon as possible."

Wei Mingqiang paused, and hurriedly said, "Of course."

Soon, the silver nanny car drove out of the Wei family's villa, and Wei Mingqiang straightened up with his bent waist.

Thinking of the experiences of the past few days, he seemed to be dreaming.

This Miss Jiang is definitely the benefactor or lucky star of his Wei family.

He quickly contacted his subordinates and explained in an orderly manner: "1. Send a representative to Kuixing Technology. 2. The new agency will arrange the best publicity, public relations, and makeup artists for Ms. Jiang, and give the project that the company has not decided in the future. Look, Sun Yi, let her choose! Which Miss Jiang? Which one do you say? Jiang Wanhe!"

Sitting in the car, Jiang Wanhe finally had time to check his phone.

Her blog post on the Internet was like a drop of water splashed into hot oil. If you put it casually, the crackling sound is really scary.

She lazily swiped the screen and flipped through the comments, and found that a name appeared very frequently in her screen area.

【@小公主It has been decided!Come and see! 】

After this comment, it was copied exactly. Jiang Wanhe was confused as to who this little princess was.

She clicked into this account, and all kinds of photos she posted flashed her eyes in an instant.

Private jets for travel, private yachts for vacations, luxurious dinners, hundreds of millions of castles, paintings by world famous masters at sky-high prices, etc.

Jiang Wanhe asked the system: Is this the heroine's trumpet?
System: It is indeed Sheng Leling's trumpet.

Jiang Wanhe nodded, and somehow clicked on the photo album with a swipe.

She was attracted by one of the stage photos.

That was Hui Yucheng, known as the No. 1 hormone in the circle, the third brother of the heroine.

He and Hui Zecheng are identical twins, needless to say they look alike, but their temperaments are quite different.

It's easy to tell the two apart.

System: Drip!Post a mission!Please help the woman who was raped by a drunk outside the "Qiming" bar in the imperial capital around 10 o'clock tonight, and help her escape her miserable fate.The woman is wearing a white dress.10 rewards for completing the task.

Jiang Wanhe paused: "A good reward is worth so much? Why is there no such plot in the original book? This woman is a passerby? A passerby is worth so much reward?"

System: The host has no right to ask.

Jiang Wanhe: System, do you have something to hide from me?
System: This task is optional, and the host can choose to accept it or not.

Of course Jiang Wanhe accepted, not to mention that this task has a reward value of 10, even if it didn't, she still had to accept it.

Hesitating for a second to save a woman from being raped is disrespecting her as a woman.

*
It was almost 9 o'clock when Hui Zecheng settled his mother down. He checked the time and started the car.

Seen from a height, there is a car with faint lights on the winding mountain road of Nanshan Villa, gradually driving into the imperial capital where nightlife has just begun.

Two of his undergraduate alumni happened to be in the imperial capital, and today they made an appointment to have a get-together.

Entering the urban area, the roads are spacious and brightly lit, and his mood is rarely relaxed.

Thinking of Miss Jiang not only not being boycotted by Sheng Zhicheng and the Cui family in this "banning incident", but even taking the Cui family into the army, he admired it from the bottom of his heart.

'jingle! '

He pressed the bluetooth to answer, and the familiar voice of the alumni came from the headset: "Zecheng, where have you been? Both of us have arrived, only you are missing!"

It was very quiet in his car, and there seemed to be a soft female voice talking in the earphones besides the voice of the alumni.

He lost his mind for a moment, then whispered: "I'll be there in ten minutes."

After hanging up the phone, he felt a little lost, and when he thought that he would see her in a while, he was a little flustered.

'Qi Ming' bar is the most obvious location in the central street of the Imperial City.

Hui Zecheng stopped the car and entered 'Qiming', and Yinlang came over with the smell of alcohol.

In private room 202, alumnus Jiang Zekai excitedly thumped him: "Zecheng! You didn't even say anything when you returned to China. If it wasn't for a business email to Arthur, I wouldn't have known you were back!"

Hui Zecheng smiled and said, "The house has just been settled." As he spoke, he glanced at the empty private room and asked, seemingly unintentionally, "Are you here alone?"

Jiang Zekai dragged him to the sofa: "Ziwen went downstairs to make a phone call, come here, take a look at my case."

Hui Zecheng's eyes were a little disappointed, he lowered his eyes to hide it, and Jiang Zekai next to him didn't notice anything wrong with him at all.

In the alley outside the 'Qiming' bar, Jiang Wanhe stood in the shade and swiped her phone.

The system seems to be more nervous than her: Host, why is no one here?
Jiang Wanhe: You ask me?This is the task you posted.

System: Will the data be delayed?
Jiang Wanhe:
She had no choice but to turn off her phone, and was about to chat with the system again when a voice came from the corner alley.

She stood up straight, the smile on her face disappeared, and she came.

Hui Yucheng should have gone home straight after the last concert.

After all, Le Ling at home was still on a hunger strike, which made him feel bad.

But who would have thought that as soon as the plane landed in the imperial capital, he was dragged to 'Qiming' for a drink by a few hair boys.

I heard that Zhan Charlie got a little internet celebrity, and a group of people came to him to fill up the money.

Zhan Charlie has a government background, and Hui Yucheng has always given him face, so he suppressed his impatience and drank with them three times.

Those dandies were drunk, and he left after saying a word to Zhan Charlie.

I don't know if he heard it clearly.

"Huh!" The smooth air outside the bar brought him back to life.

The driver was waiting at the door: "Young Master San, shall we go back directly?"

I saw Hui Yucheng patted a few pockets in annoyance, and cursed: "Fuck, where are my cigarettes."

Seeing this, the driver hurriedly took out a box from his pocket: "Third Young Master, you smoke this."

Hui Yu Cheng's gloominess faded a bit, he raised his eyes and looked around, and said casually: "You wait for me in the car, I'll come over there to smoke a cigarette."

After speaking, he walked into the dark place with a cigarette in his hand, and soon a scarlet flame lit up somewhere.

White smoke slowly drifted into the air, and Hui Yucheng's rare moment of relaxation turned out to be in this dilapidated alley not far from the trash can.

Soon, the quiet atmosphere was broken by uninterested people.

"What are you doing? Let me go!"

"Miss, let's play together, my brothers invite you to drink."

"Ah, don't touch me, my friend is right next to you, help!"

"Bitch! How dare you run away!"

The obscene voices of several men and the screams of a woman for help are getting closer.

Hui Yucheng frowned impatiently, it was really bad luck, he took a deep puff on the cigarette, then threw the remaining cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it vigorously.

The only light in the darkness disappeared. He raised his foot and walked outside. After a few steps, when he stepped into the light with one foot, a panicked woman threw herself into his arms.

He looked down at the person in his arms coldly, just in time to meet her eyes.

Hui Yucheng is a little strange, now that the women in the fairy dance are so high-quality, especially those eyes, from fear, to bewilderment, to surprise.

It was like meeting someone familiar and returning to a safe place.

"benefit"

Before the woman could finish speaking, Hui Yucheng raised her hand and pushed, and the woman fell to the ground with an ah.