Sun Jiming arranged two dinner parties, and Fu Siming responded to one of them.
After three attempts, Sun Jiming still couldn't secure Fu Siming's promise to cooperate. With the international exchange zone project about to be put out to tender, any further delay would be too late.
In the past, when I went to other places, how did those people fawn over me? Why is it that Fu Siming keeps showing me goodwill and even dares to do this?
He was inexplicably irritable. He had heard that a disobedient girl had recently appeared at the villa in the suburbs, so he decided to go and check on her.
He pushed open the door and saw a group of slender girls standing in a row to greet him. He looked at them with satisfaction.
A man immediately followed, who looked like the manager of the group. Even a man could act like a brothel madam, fawning over her.
What brings you here?
Sun Jiming didn't even glance at her. He reached out and groped the woman standing to the side. As soon as he stopped, someone came up and lit a cigarette for him.
He held it between his fingers, his tone somewhat cold, "I heard there was some trouble at the store recently? Quite a commotion?"
The man felt a chill run down his spine, but he still tried to remain calm. "It's nothing, it's been resolved. Nobody cares about such a small matter."
Where are they?
"They've already been detained upstairs. I'll take you up."
"No rush... come with me."
When Sun Xiaoxiao was pointed at by his finger, she only paused for a second before obediently following, like a puppet, without any extra expressions or movements.
The man dared not wait at the door.
After waiting for half an hour, Sun Jiming came out of the room.
Without delay, they immediately took the person to the room where Li Fang was being held.
A large handprint was left on Sun Xiaoxiao's face, and blood seeped from the corner of her mouth.
It's clear the person who did it used a lot of force; the body is covered in messy, suggestive marks.
A girl who looked only fourteen or fifteen years old walked in. She sat motionless on the edge of the bed, calmly tidying her clothes.
He took out a tissue from his pocket and handed it to her, asking with concern, "Sister Xiaoxiao, are you alright...?"
Sun Xiaoxiao took it, wiped the blood from her mouth, and shook her head.
She knew that with Sun Jiming's arrival, Li Fang would definitely not have an easy time. She thought that the man in bed might be more agreeable, so she pleaded for him.
But he was such a heartless man!
She returned to her room, where several girls came to check on her, their eyes filled with fear and unease.
"Sister Xiaoxiao...are you alright?"
She shook her head and patted her head. She was the youngest girl here, even younger than Li Fang.
"Sister Xiaoxiao, what do you think will happen to Li Fang?"
Someone asked, and Sun Xiaoxiao froze. She didn't know how to answer the group of girls; she couldn't bring herself to tell them that she might die...
The room was silent, except for pleas and screams coming from a nearby room. The girl whose head she had just touched threw herself into her arms, crying, "I'm scared..."
Her voice had a hint of sobbing.
Sun Xiaoxiao didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only stroke her soft hair again and again.
A group of people surrounded her, listening to the terrifying sound grow fainter and fainter until it disappeared.
She closed her eyes, and tears fell onto the head of the girl in her arms, soaking her beautiful hair.
Then Sun Jiming left.
She comforted the girl in her arms until she heard the brothel owner call her name.
He then spoke softly to them, "Rest now, you'll feel better tomorrow."
The man sighed and led Sun Xiaoxiao to the backyard of the villa, where the white body bag was tinged with pink.
"Say goodbye to her..."
After saying that, he walked back to the villa.
She knelt on the ground, opened the bag, and saw that Li Fang's head and face were covered in blood, her hair was a mess, and a thin rope was hanging around her neck...
Trembling, he untied the shackles from her neck, then reached out to touch the top of her head. No matter how he tried to smooth it, it wouldn't stay in place, clumps of hair trickling down between his fingers.
She gave up.
He took a silk scarf from his pocket and wiped the still-damp blood off her face, then neatly folded it back into his pocket and zipped it up.
She rushed to the bathroom to wash the stains off her hands, but no matter how she looked at them, they were still a horrifying red.
She felt nauseous.
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Since that day, Song Xingyao has officially started monitoring the project's progress.
She took Shi Yu and several students to the orphanage for two afternoons of consultation and counseling, and returned with a pile of records and materials.
By the time the students had handed in their data and left the office, it was already quite dark.
Shi Yu sat opposite her, watching the woman's focused expression.
Song Xingyao scribbled with a pencil for a while, then looked up and asked, "Yu, don't you find it strange?"
Shi Yu suddenly heard her call his name and immediately came to his senses.
"?"
She repeated, "I'm asking if you find it strange?"
"Their answers were as if someone had taught them the standard answers beforehand...almost all the data was useless data."
Shi Yu picked up the compiled charts in his hand and nodded.
"Hmm, it is a bit strange." He fell into recollection.
Song Xingyao said, "I think I'll go over there again tomorrow. I feel like something's not right. I need to sort things out. If we keep going at this pace, then this project is meaningless."
"I'll stay with you."
"No need, I'm just doing a sample check. I'll come to your studio to find you when I'm done."
Shi Yu didn't insist either; with her personality, it would be strange if she could be persuaded.
"Okay, call me if you need anything."
When they arrived the next day, it was Liu Shanshan who greeted them again.
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