There is a saying that you would rather believe in the world there are ghosts than the clever mouths of celebrities
However, Jiang Xinyue thought it was the prejudice of the world against celebrities. At least the Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong, whom she knew, were not like this. She believed in their character.
What made her wonder was: Why can't two good people get along with each other?
During the shooting interval, she was very tempted to Zheng Yihang: I really don’t understand why you treat Yutong like this. I always think you are a professional actor, but this time your emotions have seriously affected the normal shooting. If you are kind to her, you will die of Ah? Even if it’s just for the shooting progress, can you ease your relationship?
When he mentioned Zhong Yutong, Zheng Yihang put his mouth on the sky. He didn't know why he looked at Zhong Yutong so disliked him. He also quipped: Is it my problem? I didn't forget that I couldn't slap it. No matter how I said I am a senior, I should be at the minimum polite when I met. How about she? I didn't even pinch my eyes, so I wanted to ease...
Jiang Xinyue was very thoughtful and told a lot of great principles. His eldest son finally let go and said angrily: The surname Zhong is your sister Ah, are you so biased towards her? You are so annoyed by you.
I complained but there was no sign of annoyance on my face. It seemed that I was still very useful. Okay, even for the sake of filming, how do you think I should ease it?
Jiang Xinyue immediately made a suggestion: Didn’t there be any fans visiting the set just now? The fruit basket they gave was very beautiful. Anyway, you don’t like to eat fruits, so let Ms. Chen send it to Zhong Yutong. I promise Yutong will be very touched.
Zheng Yipan touched her chin and thought for a while, turned to call her assistant: Eln, send the fruit basket to the person surnamed Zhong, and said I gave it to me.
Chen Yingjun looked at Jiang Xinyue, Jiang Xinyue nodded to him with a smile, and he curled his lips: I'm the life of running errands.
As he said that, he picked up the fruit basket and left
When he walked to the bathroom, he stopped and said to himself: Is my brain bitten by a dog? He actually gave fruit to the woman who looked like a dead body? Why not throw it into the trash can?
He turned into the bathroom, opened the wrapping paper, poured all the fruits into the trash can, and clapped his hands:
On this side, Zheng Yihang approached Jiang Xinyue: Don’t mention that woman to me, let’s say something else. Have you seen the photos I uploaded? How about it? He looked at her with his eyebrows raised and looked at her expectantly.
Jiang Xinyue laughed, and Zheng Yihang's eyes lit up. He liked to see her laugh. It would be good to sacrifice her image to make her smile.
After laughing enough, Jiang Xinyue glanced at him and said: You are the solution of X+2>4
Zheng Yihang touched his head: What does it mean?
Jiang Xinyue ignored him and ran to see the photojournalist's photos.
Chen Yingjun came back and saw Zheng Yihang, who used to play brainless games like plants vs. zombies in his leisure time, was lying on his chair and writing something. He couldn't help but be curious. He took a closer look at what X, ＞ number, 4, 2Ah and so on.
Chen Jingrun’s upper body Ah, 1+122, should I prove Ah?
Chen Yingjun is used to it casually, and Zheng Yihang doesn't care at all. He asked casually: Did the fruit basket be delivered?
Sent Chen Yingjun is shameless
How to say it?
Didn't say anything. Chen Yingjun looked at the sky, but he might have some expression in two days. Maybe he would send you a bigger fruit basket back
Zheng Yihang smiled: Hey, let me see what is the solution set of X+2>4?
What does it do? I'm sick. Chen Yingjun rolled her eyes
What the girl said, what does it mean to say that I am the solution set of X+2>4?
Chen Yingjun suddenly burst into laughter and clapped her hands and applauded: Miao Ah, Miao Ah
Your cat Ah Zheng Yihang rolled his eyes: Tell me quickly
Two is in full swing. Chen Yingjun pointed at Zheng Yihang and laughed again, "Gao, it's really something that makes people beat you up. People scold you and don't even spit out dirty words, you're still here.
The next morning, just after going to work, Jiang Xinyue received a call from the central hospital: Yes, I am Jiang Xinyue, what... OK, I'll go there right away
She picked up her bag and was about to go out. Yu Wei said: What's wrong? She was anxious
Jiang Xinyue looked anxious: Aunt Bian committed suicide by taking medicine and was being rescued. I have to go and see it quickly
Which Aunt Bian? Yu Wei suddenly remembered, is it that Bian Ling? You were not hurt by her enough, and you still care about her messy affairs.
Jiang Xinyue didn't hear her at all, she rushed out of the newspaper
Bian Ling was a while ago. Bian Ling's only son died in a mine accident, but the coal mine tried to conceal the mine accident, and there was no compensation. Bian Ling found the newspaper without any way to ask for advice. She was meeting Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue ran around for her, but someone from above suppressed the matter and asked Jiang Xinyue not to care about it. I heard that a leader had invested in the coal mine. Lin Nandu talked to Jiang Xinyue many times because of this matter, but Jiang Xinyue had a tough temper. The more she didn't let her care, the more she wanted to care. But the result was that she was frustrated. The matter was solved privately. Bian Ling only received 20,000 yuan in compensation. She felt that she had done nothing and was far from achieving the goal she thought. Bian Ling, a simple rural woman, thanked her deeply, and she felt guilty. Because of this, she realized the dark area of society, the responsibility of journalists and the difficulty of the journey.
Uncle K's car was parked opposite the newspaper, and Nangong Ji was sitting in the back seat
After Jiang Xinyue was cold to him a few times, he no longer made bored, and there were not many opportunities to see her. When he wanted to see her, he asked Uncle K to drive slowly behind the bus she was on, and saw her walking into the newspaper. Usually, he would sit for a while before leaving.
At this time, his cell phone rang. It was called by the general manager of Qilin Real Estate Development Company, a subsidiary of Nangong Group. He answered: How is the demolition of Xidayuan going?
Manager Li replied respectfully: Young Master, the demolition work has been done almost, but... there are a few nail households that are very difficult. I am afraid that something will happen if I force myself, so I ask the Young Master.
Nangong Ji snorted: Do I have to deal with such a small matter in person? Isn’t Manager Li the best way to deal with nail households? No matter what means they use to move out as soon as possible, what I want is the result, do I understand?
He closed the line and looked at the opposite side. He was going to ask Uncle K to drive back, but his eyes lit up because he saw Jiang Xinyue walking out of the newspaper.
For some reason, I usually see taxis running all over the streets and stopping as they please. When there is an urgent matter, every time I pass, Jiang Xinyue stomps her feet in a hurry and keeps looking at the watch on her wrist. At this time, a black luxury car slowly slid over, and Nangong Ji rolled down the window: Sister, get in the car
Jiang Xinyue had no time to think about why Nangong Ji happened to appear at this time. She got into the car without saying anything and reported the address to Uncle K. No one spoke along the way.
When she arrived at the hospital, Jiang Xinyue asked about the situation and was relieved to know that Bian Ling was out of danger. She took the form to go through the hospitalization procedures. Nangong Ji got the information from her: I'll go.
Jiang Xinyue looked at him gratefully, but did not refuse
She went back to accompany Bian Ling, who was still in a coma
Where did Nangong Ji do such things since he was a child? Uncle K extended his hand: Master, please rest for a while, I will do it. Nangong Ji waved his hand to him and took a step to the dean's office.
The procedures were completed quickly, and Bian Ling was moved to the best separate ward, and was personally questioned by the dean.
After staying by the bedside for more than an hour, Jiang Xinyue asked Nangong Ji to leave first many times, but Nangong Ji shook his head and refused
Finally, Bian Ling finally woke up leisurely and cried as soon as she saw Jiang Xinyue: Why don’t you save me? Let me go and meet Xiaosheng and his father. What’s the point of living alone in the world?
Jiang Xinyue held her hand and wiped her tears: Aunt Bian said that, isn’t I still there? I feel so uncomfortable if you do this. If you have anything to be unhappy, tell me, I will help you solve it, don’t take this step again
Jiang Xinyue patiently and meticulously persuaded her for a long time before Bian Ling's mood stabilized. During this period, Nangong Ji didn't interrupt and just looked at Jiang Xinyue next to her.
Later, Bian Ling told the whole story. It turned out that the Xidayuan community where she lived was to be demolished, but she had lived for decades and didn't want to move at all. In addition, the real estate company forced the residents to sign the overlord terms and paid compensation at an extremely low price lower than the market. Bian Ling's house could only receive a compensation of tens of thousands of yuan. After being forced to demolish, it means displaced.
The real estate company not only cut off water and electricity, but also intimidated that red paint was poured on the wall. Bian Ling could no longer bear it, so she took medicine and committed suicide.
When Bian Ling talked about the demolition of Xidayuan Community, Nangong Ji and Uncle K looked at each other, and when Jiang Xinyue angrily scolded those black-hearted developers, Nangong Ji looked calm and silent when he looked Jiang Xinyue angrily scolded those black-hearted developers.
Miss Jiang, I will trouble you about the last time. I don’t want to make things difficult for you again this time
Aunt Bian, what are you saying? These are what I should do. Don't worry, I will definitely help you solve this problem.
Really? Can it really be solved? Bian Ling's unswerving eyes lit up
Um
Jiang Xinyue nodded heavily, this was her promise
But she had no idea at all. She knew that with her strength, she could not help Bian Ling at all, but she still had to pretend to be very confident and promise to help her.
She thought that no matter how much effort or how much relationship she had, she would have to bite the bullet and do it.
After coming out of the hospital, Jiang Xinyue looked sad and said happily, but where did she find relationships?
She did know a lot of people for several years as a journalist, but most of them were ordinary friends. Even some ordinary friends were through them in her mind. She realized that she didn't know officials at all, and even those who were involved in real estate were not aware of them.
At this time, Nangong Ji spoke: Sister, I know a few friends in the real estate industry, maybe they can help
Really? Jiang Xinyue's eyes lit up
However, Jiang Xinyue thought it was the prejudice of the world against celebrities. At least the Zheng Yihang and Zhong Yutong, whom she knew, were not like this. She believed in their character.
What made her wonder was: Why can't two good people get along with each other?
During the shooting interval, she was very tempted to Zheng Yihang: I really don’t understand why you treat Yutong like this. I always think you are a professional actor, but this time your emotions have seriously affected the normal shooting. If you are kind to her, you will die of Ah? Even if it’s just for the shooting progress, can you ease your relationship?
When he mentioned Zhong Yutong, Zheng Yihang put his mouth on the sky. He didn't know why he looked at Zhong Yutong so disliked him. He also quipped: Is it my problem? I didn't forget that I couldn't slap it. No matter how I said I am a senior, I should be at the minimum polite when I met. How about she? I didn't even pinch my eyes, so I wanted to ease...
Jiang Xinyue was very thoughtful and told a lot of great principles. His eldest son finally let go and said angrily: The surname Zhong is your sister Ah, are you so biased towards her? You are so annoyed by you.
I complained but there was no sign of annoyance on my face. It seemed that I was still very useful. Okay, even for the sake of filming, how do you think I should ease it?
Jiang Xinyue immediately made a suggestion: Didn’t there be any fans visiting the set just now? The fruit basket they gave was very beautiful. Anyway, you don’t like to eat fruits, so let Ms. Chen send it to Zhong Yutong. I promise Yutong will be very touched.
Zheng Yipan touched her chin and thought for a while, turned to call her assistant: Eln, send the fruit basket to the person surnamed Zhong, and said I gave it to me.
Chen Yingjun looked at Jiang Xinyue, Jiang Xinyue nodded to him with a smile, and he curled his lips: I'm the life of running errands.
As he said that, he picked up the fruit basket and left
When he walked to the bathroom, he stopped and said to himself: Is my brain bitten by a dog? He actually gave fruit to the woman who looked like a dead body? Why not throw it into the trash can?
He turned into the bathroom, opened the wrapping paper, poured all the fruits into the trash can, and clapped his hands:
On this side, Zheng Yihang approached Jiang Xinyue: Don’t mention that woman to me, let’s say something else. Have you seen the photos I uploaded? How about it? He looked at her with his eyebrows raised and looked at her expectantly.
Jiang Xinyue laughed, and Zheng Yihang's eyes lit up. He liked to see her laugh. It would be good to sacrifice her image to make her smile.
After laughing enough, Jiang Xinyue glanced at him and said: You are the solution of X+2>4
Zheng Yihang touched his head: What does it mean?
Jiang Xinyue ignored him and ran to see the photojournalist's photos.
Chen Yingjun came back and saw Zheng Yihang, who used to play brainless games like plants vs. zombies in his leisure time, was lying on his chair and writing something. He couldn't help but be curious. He took a closer look at what X, ＞ number, 4, 2Ah and so on.
Chen Jingrun’s upper body Ah, 1+122, should I prove Ah?
Chen Yingjun is used to it casually, and Zheng Yihang doesn't care at all. He asked casually: Did the fruit basket be delivered?
Sent Chen Yingjun is shameless
How to say it?
Didn't say anything. Chen Yingjun looked at the sky, but he might have some expression in two days. Maybe he would send you a bigger fruit basket back
Zheng Yihang smiled: Hey, let me see what is the solution set of X+2>4?
What does it do? I'm sick. Chen Yingjun rolled her eyes
What the girl said, what does it mean to say that I am the solution set of X+2>4?
Chen Yingjun suddenly burst into laughter and clapped her hands and applauded: Miao Ah, Miao Ah
Your cat Ah Zheng Yihang rolled his eyes: Tell me quickly
Two is in full swing. Chen Yingjun pointed at Zheng Yihang and laughed again, "Gao, it's really something that makes people beat you up. People scold you and don't even spit out dirty words, you're still here.
The next morning, just after going to work, Jiang Xinyue received a call from the central hospital: Yes, I am Jiang Xinyue, what... OK, I'll go there right away
She picked up her bag and was about to go out. Yu Wei said: What's wrong? She was anxious
Jiang Xinyue looked anxious: Aunt Bian committed suicide by taking medicine and was being rescued. I have to go and see it quickly
Which Aunt Bian? Yu Wei suddenly remembered, is it that Bian Ling? You were not hurt by her enough, and you still care about her messy affairs.
Jiang Xinyue didn't hear her at all, she rushed out of the newspaper
Bian Ling was a while ago. Bian Ling's only son died in a mine accident, but the coal mine tried to conceal the mine accident, and there was no compensation. Bian Ling found the newspaper without any way to ask for advice. She was meeting Jiang Xinyue. Jiang Xinyue ran around for her, but someone from above suppressed the matter and asked Jiang Xinyue not to care about it. I heard that a leader had invested in the coal mine. Lin Nandu talked to Jiang Xinyue many times because of this matter, but Jiang Xinyue had a tough temper. The more she didn't let her care, the more she wanted to care. But the result was that she was frustrated. The matter was solved privately. Bian Ling only received 20,000 yuan in compensation. She felt that she had done nothing and was far from achieving the goal she thought. Bian Ling, a simple rural woman, thanked her deeply, and she felt guilty. Because of this, she realized the dark area of society, the responsibility of journalists and the difficulty of the journey.
Uncle K's car was parked opposite the newspaper, and Nangong Ji was sitting in the back seat
After Jiang Xinyue was cold to him a few times, he no longer made bored, and there were not many opportunities to see her. When he wanted to see her, he asked Uncle K to drive slowly behind the bus she was on, and saw her walking into the newspaper. Usually, he would sit for a while before leaving.
At this time, his cell phone rang. It was called by the general manager of Qilin Real Estate Development Company, a subsidiary of Nangong Group. He answered: How is the demolition of Xidayuan going?
Manager Li replied respectfully: Young Master, the demolition work has been done almost, but... there are a few nail households that are very difficult. I am afraid that something will happen if I force myself, so I ask the Young Master.
Nangong Ji snorted: Do I have to deal with such a small matter in person? Isn’t Manager Li the best way to deal with nail households? No matter what means they use to move out as soon as possible, what I want is the result, do I understand?
He closed the line and looked at the opposite side. He was going to ask Uncle K to drive back, but his eyes lit up because he saw Jiang Xinyue walking out of the newspaper.
For some reason, I usually see taxis running all over the streets and stopping as they please. When there is an urgent matter, every time I pass, Jiang Xinyue stomps her feet in a hurry and keeps looking at the watch on her wrist. At this time, a black luxury car slowly slid over, and Nangong Ji rolled down the window: Sister, get in the car
Jiang Xinyue had no time to think about why Nangong Ji happened to appear at this time. She got into the car without saying anything and reported the address to Uncle K. No one spoke along the way.
When she arrived at the hospital, Jiang Xinyue asked about the situation and was relieved to know that Bian Ling was out of danger. She took the form to go through the hospitalization procedures. Nangong Ji got the information from her: I'll go.
Jiang Xinyue looked at him gratefully, but did not refuse
She went back to accompany Bian Ling, who was still in a coma
Where did Nangong Ji do such things since he was a child? Uncle K extended his hand: Master, please rest for a while, I will do it. Nangong Ji waved his hand to him and took a step to the dean's office.
The procedures were completed quickly, and Bian Ling was moved to the best separate ward, and was personally questioned by the dean.
After staying by the bedside for more than an hour, Jiang Xinyue asked Nangong Ji to leave first many times, but Nangong Ji shook his head and refused
Finally, Bian Ling finally woke up leisurely and cried as soon as she saw Jiang Xinyue: Why don’t you save me? Let me go and meet Xiaosheng and his father. What’s the point of living alone in the world?
Jiang Xinyue held her hand and wiped her tears: Aunt Bian said that, isn’t I still there? I feel so uncomfortable if you do this. If you have anything to be unhappy, tell me, I will help you solve it, don’t take this step again
Jiang Xinyue patiently and meticulously persuaded her for a long time before Bian Ling's mood stabilized. During this period, Nangong Ji didn't interrupt and just looked at Jiang Xinyue next to her.
Later, Bian Ling told the whole story. It turned out that the Xidayuan community where she lived was to be demolished, but she had lived for decades and didn't want to move at all. In addition, the real estate company forced the residents to sign the overlord terms and paid compensation at an extremely low price lower than the market. Bian Ling's house could only receive a compensation of tens of thousands of yuan. After being forced to demolish, it means displaced.
The real estate company not only cut off water and electricity, but also intimidated that red paint was poured on the wall. Bian Ling could no longer bear it, so she took medicine and committed suicide.
When Bian Ling talked about the demolition of Xidayuan Community, Nangong Ji and Uncle K looked at each other, and when Jiang Xinyue angrily scolded those black-hearted developers, Nangong Ji looked calm and silent when he looked Jiang Xinyue angrily scolded those black-hearted developers.
Miss Jiang, I will trouble you about the last time. I don’t want to make things difficult for you again this time
Aunt Bian, what are you saying? These are what I should do. Don't worry, I will definitely help you solve this problem.
Really? Can it really be solved? Bian Ling's unswerving eyes lit up
Um
Jiang Xinyue nodded heavily, this was her promise
But she had no idea at all. She knew that with her strength, she could not help Bian Ling at all, but she still had to pretend to be very confident and promise to help her.
She thought that no matter how much effort or how much relationship she had, she would have to bite the bullet and do it.
After coming out of the hospital, Jiang Xinyue looked sad and said happily, but where did she find relationships?
She did know a lot of people for several years as a journalist, but most of them were ordinary friends. Even some ordinary friends were through them in her mind. She realized that she didn't know officials at all, and even those who were involved in real estate were not aware of them.
At this time, Nangong Ji spoke: Sister, I know a few friends in the real estate industry, maybe they can help
Really? Jiang Xinyue's eyes lit up
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