Wife in the previous life came to the door

"Oh!" Zhou Yijing exclaimed, clutching her butt and turning over to sit up: "What's the situation?"

"What else? I'm going to be late, get up quickly."

Zhou Yijing looked at the wall clock on the wall and was taken aback. She quickly got up, dashed back to her room, changed clothes at the fastest speed, ate in two or three bites, and ran out while pulling Li Hui.

The two got into the car, Li Hui drove in the front row, Zhou Yijing still sat in the back row.

"My sister is coming back this evening." Zhou Yijing looked very happy: "From tonight, I will sleep next to my sister, you go to the second bedroom."

"Yes!" Li Hui said with a smile: "After Xuanzi comes back, you should continue to sleep next to my sister. Let Xuanzi sleep next to me, don't you say roar?"

"Ah? This can't work!" Zhou Yijing said immediately: "Xuanzi will change it when he comes back."

"Wow, in your heart, Xuanzai is more important than your sister. You want to sleep next to Xuanzai." Li Hui smiled.

"No, I'm afraid that the innocent Xuanzi will be deceived by your bad guy." Zhou Yijing waved a small fist: "I want to protect Xuanzi."

Li Hui sweated profusely, thinking: Are you innocent or Xuanzi innocent?

"By the way, why did my sister return home in the evening, but you came back from a business trip in the morning?" Zhou Yijing curiously asked, "The difference is so big?"

Speaking of this, Li Hui burst into tears: "Qianbi Magazine, every time I travel on business, the plane is arranged at night. Because the night air ticket is cheap, every time I return to China, it is early in the morning. But the company of Wang Shizi, the plane It was arranged during the day, so your sister returned home in the evening. What can I do? I am also desperate! Editors are not human? Editors are also eligible to enjoy the daytime plane."

"Okay, okay, don't cry for such small things, inexplicable." When the school door arrived, Zhou Yijing pushed the car door and walked down.

Li Hui turned the front of the car and drove towards the magazine.

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At the same time, under a viaduct in Shuangqing City, Yu Bing was walking along the road with a TV cameraman.

She is wearing a beautiful aqua-green dress today. The whole person looks elegant and generous. Under the skirt is a pair of high heels with heels as high as 15cm. The last time the high heels broke and sprained her foot was still fresh in her memory, so she left. Very slowly, maintaining a calm and calm beauty.

But... she was walking slow enough, but the photographer behind her walked more slowly, walking while still playing with the Sony phone.

Yu Bing was a little unhappy and said, "What kind of cell phone do you use? Look up and look at the road! You are walking slower than me, a woman."

"Ah!" the photographer said, "The phone that I just picked up is actually a Japanese-language user interface. I don't know which Hari neuropathy phone is. It makes me confused, and there are still many functions that I don’t understand. Huh, look at me. What did I turn out, a young man driving a crane at night, what's the meaning of this photo? It was dark and indistinct, and the photography skills were really scumbags. If I took the photo, it must be much clearer. Take it down."

Yu Bing shook his head and said, "You should return the phone to the owner if you have picked it up. This kind of petty and cheap behavior will cause you trouble sooner or later. And you are also looking through other people's albums, which violates their privacy. ,Ugh."

"Isn't it common sense that I picked up the phone?" The photographer chuckled twice: "I took out the SIM and threw it away when I picked it up. The owner would never find me. I'm so witty."

He had just finished saying this when the other cell phone in his pocket rang, his own cell phone.The photographer answered the phone, and a rough man's voice came from the opposite side: "Hello sir, my name is Gao Huaide, a supervisor of the Yangtze River Cargo Company, I would like to ask you, did you find it at Chaotianmen Wharf the other day A Sony phone?"

"beep……"

Gao Huaide hadn't finished saying a word, and the phone was hung up by the photographer. He triumphantly said: "Er, don't think that I will return the phone to him if you call me. If I find it, it's mine."

Yu Bing also shook his head: "Erhuo, haven't you noticed? It's not the Sony phone, but your phone. In other words, they have already found out who you are, your name, and address. , Phone number, work unit, I’m afraid it’s been checked out. You don’t want to try it!"

The photographer suddenly sweated!

The phone rang again, and the photographer didn't dare to make trouble with the monsters. He quickly connected the phone, and Gao Huaide's voice rang out on the opposite side: "Mr. Don't rush to hang up. I'm not going to take the phone back for nothing. Do you think this is good? Here I will pay you 50,000 yuan and get the phone back. You just need to make sure not to delete any data in the phone."

The photographer was overjoyed and said without hesitation: "Okay, no problem! None of the information in it has been deleted. The Japanese interface, I haven't figured it out yet."

"Then when should I get my phone back? I hope it can be as soon as possible!"

The photographer smiled and said, "I also hope to get 50,000 yuan as soon as possible. Let's meet at the Blue Mountain Cafe in the city center at noon. Shall we shout?"

"Okay, that's it."

Hanging up the phone, the photographer smiled with joy: "Making money, this time making a lot of money, but the other party is willing to pay 50,000 yuan to redeem the phone, hahaha."

After hearing this, Yu Bing's expression changed: "No, I'm afraid there is something very important in this phone. Maybe it's about to be killed after a glance."

The photographer didn't feel it at first, but when she said it, he was sweating profusely: "No?"

"Why won't it?" Yu Bing said nervously, "There is nothing important. I will pay 50,000 yuan to redeem it? Where is your head?"

The photographer was sweating profusely: "Oh, that's it, I wouldn't have been involved in a spy incident just because I was greedy for a petty bargain?"

The two felt that something was wrong just now.There were not many pedestrians under the viaduct in the early morning, but now, in front of them, there appeared a group of sleekly dressed, very non-mainstream young people, some of them were carrying steel pipes...

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March is here, connecting the past and the next

Today is the first day of March!Trouble!However, my father-in-law is too tired recently, and I really don’t have any manuscripts in his hands, so I don’t dare to make too much of the manuscript. Let’s make an 8 more interesting today.

Starting today, the new book of the father-in-law is going to be changed twice, and the update of the old book is not planned to be reduced, so the pressure on the father-in-law has become even greater, which is equivalent to five changes every day!I confess myself to the conscience of the book guest, and I don't know if anyone likes it.

I just hope my father-in-law will not vomit blood and die, cough.

Predict the guaranteed monthly pass and guaranteed blade for March first!Just like last month, I hope that book lovers can throw the blade to this old book and throw the monthly pass to the new book, because at the beginning of a month, if the new book can be listed on the new book monthly pass list, it will be helpful to growth. .

Of course, I know that book friends will say that if you vote for a new book, your old book will cry again.It's okay, just cry. When the father-in-law comes to the end of the month, he will kneel on the ground and cry for a ticket. Isn't it fun?

Moreover, when the father-in-law asks for votes, he will often be violent. Isn't this also a good thing for book friends?

Chapter 740

Nine o'clock in the morning, second more

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Yu Bing and the photographer secretly cried out that this section of the street was blocked in the shadows under the viaduct. They looked around, there were no other pedestrians, and it was useless to call for help.

A person who looked like a social gangster came out and reached out to the photographer: "A few days ago, did you find a mobile phone at Chaotianmen Pier? Give it to me!"

The photographer's legs were frightened, and he stammered: "You...are you...were Gao Huaide sent to retrieve the phone? He... promised... to give me 50,000 yuan to get the phone back."

"Haha, this kid still wants money." The gangsters laughed weirdly: "Why don't you go to heaven?"

The photographer was sweating profusely. He took the Sony phone out of his pocket, and carefully handed it to the head of the bully. He stepped back and said: "Okay, I will return the phone to you. I don’t need a penny. Right?"

The mixed head turned on the phone and took a look. There was a screen of Japanese and I didn’t quite understand it, but the Android operating system had only a few functions. Japanese had little effect. He found an APP icon that looked like a photo album and clicked it. I saw a picture of Zhao Guangyi driving a crane.

The gangster quickly clicked the trash can icon and deleted the photo. Originally, he wanted to reset the phone data, but he couldn't find an option. A screen of Japanese in the "Settings" menu made him distraught.Simply threw the phone under the viaduct, the phone flew far under the bridge, and the phone sank into the river with a thud.

Seeing his continuous movements, Yu Bing and the photographer knew that things were as expected by Yu Bing. There was information in the phone, and it was still a very important piece of evidence. This gangster came to destroy the evidence.

The photographer said in a trembling voice: "The matter is solved, can we go now?"

"Did you read the contents?" The mixed head solemnly said: "The phone has been in your hand for several days, I don't believe you haven't read it."