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"Come on, come on! How about this skirt? Is it good-looking?"

Lu Yaya was like a dancing chipmunk, swaying its tail called the small pleated skirt left and right, showing it to Anden and Wang Jialei.

Such actions are too embarrassing for most people who are in their thirties, but obviously Lu Yaya doesn't think so at all. Although her shortness makes her look cute at a low age, when she realizes her actual age, she can't agree with it.

The two of them were like the adults behind the lively and active child, slowly walking towards Lu Yaya, with Wang Jialei's expression mostly unhappy.

"So why should I take me to go shopping?"

"Anyway, we have to interview the victims of Sigma International in Tongsheng Fire in an hour. Lu Yaya insists on asking me to buy clothes with her. It would be great to come out for a walk together. And... Sister Wang, try to buy some more... How about girls' clothes? Every time I see you wearing the same jeans, you don't say that people think they have always worn."

Wang Jialei rolled her eyes: "You know I appreciate your straightforwardness, but it still makes you unhappy."

"Haha... I just suggest that Sister Wang, you can try to dress yourself up again. It would be nice to buy some styles occasionally."

"Anyway, I'm just an old woman with no beauty."

"I didn't mean that..." Anden smiled bitterly.

Lu Yaya ran over and said, "Andeng, I have chosen the clothes, this one is it. Look at this print, ah? Isn't it good?"

"Well, it looks pretty simple and not elegant."

"It's still too fancy to me."

Lu Yaya ignored Wang Jialei's words and said with a smile: "Yes, how beautiful."

"You are looking at this color, with the ivory white base and a little bit of stone blue pattern, just accompanying me with the blue high heels."

Anden said it was true. Lu Yaya grabbed Anden's hand intimately, and said she wanted to go and see the bag again, so she pulled her forward quickly.

Wang Jialei lit a cigarette behind and muttered to herself: "Hmph, I usually wear cute clothes, and this one will be thrown in the closet for the rest of my life, so why not buy it?"

It has become an ancient style to attach importance to use. Wang Jialei said this. As soon as he took a sip, the staff of the mall came over with a regular rule and said, "I'm sorry, ma'am, smoking is prohibited in the mall."

Wang Jialei whispered, pinched the tip of the ignited cigarette butt with her fingers, stroked it forward, and pulled off the burning part, and put the remaining cigarette pole into her jeans pocket.

Half an hour later, Lu Yaya's bloody battle ended. Wang Jialei and Anden were sitting in Anden's car. Lu Yaya waved goodbye to them energeticly at the taxi stop not far away. A taxi stopped, and Lu Yaya said a few words to him, and the taxi was about to leave, as if she didn't want to pull her. Lu Yaya immediately bent down deeply and pointed the cleavage that was squeezed into a y-shaped shape straight at the driver.

Wang Jialei said evilly and turned her head away: "that            bitch."

Anden raised his eyebrows and smiled and said, "Women, who can't try to make use of this kind of resource."

Then Lu Yaya got into the car and left as she wished.

"Please don't call me again next time."

Anden started the car with a wry smile.

The car got on the ring road and got off after driving for ten minutes. On the main street, unfortunately, I met a novice on a three-way road. He was blocked by him and three traffic lights were blocked. And Deng and others were anxious, wanting to find something to say, and asked.

"Sister Wang, I remember you were working as a reporter on the TV station before you came here?"

"Yeah, yeah."

"Why don't you continue to do it? Shouldn't the rewards and development of the TV station be much better than this publishing house?"

"Hmph, stop talking."

Anden looked at Wang Jialei with a questioning look.

"Whether the TV station is in the entertainment industry, it is frustrating and desperate."

“How to say it?”

"Have you noticed that the audiences on some shows were all old men and old ladies?"

"Well……"

"It's all extras I've been asked for with money, no one is bad."

"You used to do this often when you were on that TV station?"

"It's not just my station, I told you that even the largest station you appeared on the TV, is the first one."

The car slowly filled the vacant seats with the moving forward team, and finally crossed the traffic light, and Anden's car drove quickly again.

"But there are men, women, young and old in that station."

"Yes, that station is doing fake things more attentive than others."

Anden burst out laughing.

"What you see, for example, the scenes where the audience is rising one after another, they stand up according to the script, and they are moved by the songs, and they are moved by the script instructions. Haha, even the audience is written by a program, and it may generate a lot of economics and stimulate GDP."

"Woo——It appears, Sister Wang is so sarcastic."

"That's true. Fake is the trend, hypocrisy is the norm. All celebrities have greasy heads and pink faces without connotation. They all rely on packaging to attract people's empty shells. The most important thing is that there are countless idiots who pay for it." Wang Jialei sighed. "It doesn't matter if the show is fake. The most annoying thing is that the report is fake. Even if an article is not fake, it is mixed with unimaginable personal subjective opinions and conjectures. The articles written have nothing to do with facts. It depends more on whether he is a conspiracy theorist or a supporter of a certain group, or just a flatterer who only cares about circulation and does not want to provoke power. The closer to the TV circle, the less anyone cares about the truth. Alas, there are too many sensitive topics involved, I can't say it."

“How sensitive is it?”

"Sensitivity concerns the system and way of doing things behind the entire country."

Anden pouted his lower lip and nodded sharply.

The expected difficulties of the next interview, no matter who it was, either to ask two questions, or to refuse the interview directly. When the patients of Sigma Company lying in the hospital were as stubborn as they were, no one revealed a word. When Anden saw this, he knew that he had a unified caliber and was blocked by the group. The two returned without success and wanted to try their luck at Sigma Company. This time, they were even worse. As soon as they entered the hall, they were asked to register and asked who they wanted to see. After trying to give two names, the front desk looked at it, picked up the landline and called to ask for a wait, so they kept asking Anden and the others to wait for an entire hour. Anden had seen through this trick, and while waiting in the front hall, they intercepted the passing staff, but all fled in a hurry. When they heard that it was a reporter, no one was willing to say a word. Anden and the others still couldn't ask anything.

Now Andeng and Wang Jialei were completely deflated and finally realized how strict Sigma's company has now been banned.

After a day of hard work, although she was not convinced, Andeng had to admit that she was powerless. Andeng sent Wang Jialei back to Jiahao and left on his own.

Seeing that the time had just passed three o'clock and there was still time, Andeng thought about it and called Kang Dan.

In Hengshi's basement without windows and solid cement walls on all sides, Kang Dan leaned his back on the chair's low back, leaning his head back and was almost lowering his chest, looking at the ceiling boredly. Suddenly, the phone rang, Kang Dan continued to stare at the ceiling, slowly took out his phone, and said weakly: "Hey?"

"Kangdan? What are you doing?"

"Uh..." Kang Dan looked around and looked at the cold and lifeless basement and said, "Rest..."

"Have you eaten at night? Have you eaten some together?"

"Hmm...No, I can't go out now."

"Why? Where is it uncomfortable? Is the wound broken again? I told you that if you are injured, don't run around. Where is the wound getting inflamed? Is it itchy? I'll buy some medicine to go there."

"No, no, I'm not at home."

"Didn't you say you're resting? Where are you? Why are you secretly recently? Your phone number has changed and you can't find anyone."

Kang Dan seemed to be able to see Anden's frown brows on the other end of the phone.

I was about to explain, but then I thought about it and couldn't tell her that she was being tracked and could not go outside. She was hiding in someone else's den to hide in the limelight. Kang Dan thought to himself that this number shouldn't have told you that I shouldn't have contacted anyone during this period. Kang Dan opened his mouth in embarrassment and said, "I can't say it now. I will explain it to you in the future, okay?"

The phone was quiet for a while before the sound of Anden lowering several decibels came.

After hanging up the phone, Kang Dan stood up in discomfort, and couldn't help but think that if Wang Leng knew that he had contacted Andeng secretly, he would definitely be furious.

He walked to the table where various guns and equipment were placed, opened the notes on Wang Leng's deer-skin cover, picked up the accessories that were dismantled into guns, wiped them one by one with cloth and assembled them. After a while, he felt bored. These murderous tools could not arouse Kang Dan's interest at all.

Kang Dan pushed away the parts again, walked to the computer desk, picked up the book next to the keyboard, a photocopy of the Middle World "The King's Glory", a full English book. The first letter of each paragraph is several times larger than the text, and is set off by a gorgeous square background. After reading a few paragraphs, he felt upset and couldn't turn his head, throwing the book aside again.

He looked at the east side of the basement and the west side, looked around for a while, but still lowered his head, trying to adjust the pocket crossbow on his arm, but there is nothing to adjust. He had adjusted it three times today alone.

Kang Dan sighed heavily, leaned back on the back of the low chair, staring at the ceiling dullly
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