"Look at my pronunciation - get out!" Shen Xian pointed at the elevator.
Shen Wendong sighed and shook his head: "Young man, don't be so willful. You have encountered a problem that you can't solve. Your reputation has been greatly damaged. Going to Haicheng to avoid the limelight is also a good choice."
With a bang, Shen Xian closed the door directly, not bothering to talk nonsense with him.
The old man left again.
Just over half an hour later, there was another knock on the door.
Standing at the door was a very capable woman with short hair and a suit. She looked to be in her forties, with obvious arrogance in her eyes.
This kind of temperament can usually only be cultivated by people in government agencies.
"Hello, let me introduce myself. I'm from Haicheng and my last name is Duan." The woman went straight to the point.
Shen Xian frowned: "What's the matter?"
"Next, if someone asks you to go to Haicheng, don't go. If someone says they have information about your biological parents, you should say that you are an orphan." said the short-haired woman.
Shen Xian rolled his eyes: “Why?”
The short-haired woman's voice was a little cold: "Do as I say, it will naturally be good for you."
These people are sick, day by day.
Some people asked me to recognize my relatives, while others told me not to. What exactly happened?
"All of you are seriously ill." Shen Xian said, slamming the door shut.
Move, must move!
If I don't move out of this house, I'll be so annoyed.
After the woman left, Shen Xian went to see the house first.
He decided to move to a place where no one could find him and far away from these powerful people.
These people are all sick.
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