Almost as soon as the door closed, Yang Jingxing anxiously put his eyes to the peephole to peek, only to see Tao Meng's back disappear from the edge of the field of vision and go downstairs. Yang Jingxing put his ear against the newly replaced high-grade security door again.

You can still vaguely hear Tao Meng's footsteps, step by step, the sound is very soft but the rhythm is steady.

Probably when they reached the corner of the corridor, the sound of footsteps stopped for more than ten seconds, then started again, and then became farther and farther away step by step, until Yang Jingxing could no longer hear it.

Yang Jingxing quickly moved to the balcony, still peeping obscenely. Qi Qingnuo's car was not there, and He Peiyuan was not seen. Yu Xinting had already walked to Building No. 20, and the figure holding up a parasol almost disappeared around the corner.

The Lexus was still parked in the same place, and the driver stood in the shade not far from the car. As if he had some sixth sense, he raised his head and glanced upstairs where someone was peeping.

Yang Jingxing didn't hide, pretending to look at the scenery and ignoring the driver. The driver didn't bother to offend him and went to open the rear door.

Tao Meng came out of the building, obviously in a hurry, so she quickly got in the car. The driver also got in the car quickly, without turning around, and drove directly out of the community.

Yu Xinting seemed to have a sixth sense. She looked back over there and saw that Yang Jingxing still didn't see the girl's face. She could only judge from the rotation of the umbrella.

The Lexus took the same route as it came, driving faster than the speed limit in the community, and soon caught up with Yu Xinting, but did not slow down or stop, and left directly without saying hello or anything.

Yu Xinting seemed to ignore the traffic and go her own way.

Soon he couldn't see anything anymore. Yang Jingxing went back to the room and called Kong Chenhe first: "Call Xinting. You guys go to the professor's house as soon as possible. Don't waste time."

Kong Chenhe oh...

Yang Jingxing was really in a mood, so he turned on the computer and looked at Yu Xinting's USB flash drive. The result was a video file and nothing else, including no hidden files.

Yang Jingxing was so shameless that he called Fu Feirong. After a while, he was answered. He asked, "Have Nuonuo and the others gone back to eat?"

"Here, two people, He Peiyuan." Fu Feirong whispered: "I'm sorry..."

"It's none of your business." Yang Jingxing was so embarrassed: "You don't need to embarrass me, and I won't embarrass you."

Fu Feirong was very responsible: "I shouldn't have... so early..."

"I said it has nothing to do with you!" Yang Jingxing emphasized: "Do your own thing..."

Yang Jingxing tidied up the old house more carefully than he did the new house over there. When there was nothing more that needed to be done, he just sat down and thought about how many of his works had been created in this house.

At around four o'clock in the afternoon, Yang Jingxing left the house and called Yu Xinting when he went downstairs.

The call was connected and answered. Instead of Yu Xinting's voice, what Yang Jingxing heard was instructions one by one on where the stickers should be placed.

Yang Jingxing himself said: "I just remembered something. Nakai Miki and the others are always polite, but I never have the chance to return the gift. Can you bring me a small gift this time?"

"Okay." Judging from this word, Yu Xinting should not be too disgusted.

Yang Jingxing said, "I'll send it over later... Please help me tell my sister-in-law to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks."

"Oh." Yu Xinting remained concise.

Yang Jingxing didn't hesitate: "Okay, hang up."

The Fourth Master was really thoughtful. He went to the big house and took a few pairs of chopsticks in a wooden box. They were given to him by a middle-aged songwriter at the end of last year. He said they were made of precious wood and silver and looked quite exquisite.

On the way from the big house to Li Yingzhen's house, Yang Jingxing called Tao Meng again. He called Tao Meng three times but was not answered. He probably hung up on the third time, so he gave up.

Today, the teacher's family really welcomed Yang Jingxing as a guest. They didn't seem to care at all that this guy came just for lunch. Even Li Yingzhen asked them to give Uncle Yang a hug one by one.

Yu Xinting didn't look unhappy, her focus was on Yiyi, and she was holding a storybook in her hand.

Li Yingzhen's criticism was justified. Yiyi was really a bit inert and anxious to get the bag Yang Jingxing was carrying: "Mine! Is it mine?"

Yiyi's mother hurriedly stopped her daughter: "This is not yours, it definitely isn't."

After Yang Jingxing explained, his sister-in-law became interested again: "What is it?" She wanted to see more.

Kong Chenhe thought the gift was very good, and Nakai Miki would definitely like it, but she found that the Japanese paid great attention to the packaging of gifts... Then this matter was left to her and Yu Xinting, who also participated one by one, because she used the wrapping paper.

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After a while, we had dinner, which was quite hearty, because my sister-in-law felt sorry for Yu Xinting who was away from home. Yu Xinting had seen the world and told stories. When she went to Japan last time, she visited a Sichuan restaurant, and the chef was really a true Sichuan chef.

.The chef, who had not returned to China for three years, talked to Yu Xinting about his hometown in dialect, and tears filled his eyes.

Kong Chenhe didn't witness it with his own eyes, but he obviously knew the details. Yang Jingxing heard Kong Chenhe talk about it, but it wasn't very detailed, so he asked, "What are the Japanese's favorite dishes?" The person he saw was Yu Xinting.

Yu Xinting looked at the dishes on the table and seemed to think for a moment: "It feels like Mapo tofu..."

Yang Jingxing asked again: "Is it authentic?"

Yu Xinting was a little lukewarm: "It's okay, just average."

Yang Jingxing nodded.

Everyone waited and watched for two seconds, confirming that the first face-to-face communication between the two people was over for the time being, and the sister-in-law became happy: "Next time, I will learn from it and come back next time..."

Not in a hurry, this meal was quite lively. Yang Jingxing took the initiative to communicate with Yu Xinting several times, but it was very light. It felt like two people who were not familiar with each other, especially since Yu Xinting did not take the initiative at all, let alone talk.

More. However, Yang Jingxing is not very enthusiastic and eager, so it can be said that he only orders as much as he wants.

Li Yingzhen remembered that she hadn't gone to the amusement park today, so she asked Zhao Xingfu to accompany them after dinner: "...Yang Jingxing, take them to the airport."

Yang Jingxing was really ignorant: "I still have something to do, so I will rush over after eating."

Yu Xinting also shook her head.

Yiyi's mother immediately expressed her position: "Next time, next time..."

Yang Jingxing kept his word and left after eating. He was not in a hurry even if he had to catch a flight. He saw Uncle Yang off one by one, and he was even more loyal when he drove and followed Yang Jingxing to the door.

However, Yang Jingxing didn't have anything special to say. As a classmate, teacher, or Director Yang, I had already been verbose enough before.

At around seven o'clock, Yang Jingxing was venting his mysophobia in the piano room of the big house. The caller was Zhao Xingfu, saying that Yu Xinting and his wife had already entered the terminal.

They sent Aunt Yu to the airport one by one. Now that Aunt Yu was gone, he pestered Uncle Yang to call. Zhao Xingfu also understood and advised his daughter to hang up quickly, because Aunt Yu might call Uncle Yang.

Then there was none, not to mention Yu Xinting, Kong Chenhe.

Yang Jingxing remembered that today was Father's Day and called Yang Chengyi. Yang Chengyi was still busy. The biggest official he knew was now the mayor of Anshui City, a prefecture-level city more than 300 kilometers away from Jiuchun. Mayor Bao was here

Jiuchun worked for five years and left Gao Sheng five years ago. He is now only in his early forties, which for ordinary people has a bright future.

The relationship between Yang Chengyi and Bao Xuyang can be said to be very good. When Bao Xuyang was transferred to Anshui City, Jiuchun people had concluded that Yang Chengyi would definitely follow him to develop in Anshui. Anshui has a population of two to three million, and the development prospects are comparable to Jiuchun.

How much higher is purity, but Yang Chengyi likes to show off that he doesn't just love money.

A few days ago, Yang Chengyi did not ask Bao Xuyang for help. Now that the matter seemed to be settled, Yang Chengyi asked the biggest official he could talk to to help analyze or inquire about how the Cybersecurity Bureau operates.

Bao Xuyang was quite concerned. Although he had no reliable and useful connections in Pingjing, he soon learned that the local network security and network supervision department in Anshui had received relevant notices and was required to cooperate with the work of the department. Such notices

Of course, it won't just target An Shui... Bao Xuyang and Yang Chengyi analyzed that this matter is definitely not that simple. It would be best to ask Yang Jingxing to call him to see if he missed any details or if there are any other interpersonal relationships.

, in short, it must be paid attention to.

Yang Chengyi was also thoughtful and did not tell Bao Xuyang that Yang Jingxing had even taken the former vice chairman of the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference to Jiuchun to play...

Yang Jingxing still boasted about his ability. He felt that without his works at the World Expo and Puhai Spring, his works would be dull. How could he not protect his reputation?

Yang Chengyi almost believed it, because the current secretary of Jiuchun also contacted him specifically. Speaking of it, he felt that these 402 were at least the glory of Jiuchun. He also hoped that 402 would do more to promote his hometown, such as writing a song about Jiuchun.

Pure songs must be fully promoted in my hometown.

Yang Chengyi was a little worried: "You are said to be a big attractor, but you are not qualified yet..."

At around ten o'clock in the evening, Yang Jingxing called Qi Qingnuo. The call was quickly connected, and Qi Qingnuo said "hmm" in a questioning tone.

Yang Jingxing was thick-skinned: "I'd better go to the work unit tomorrow to have a look."

Qi Qingnuo asked: "Do you think I can't tell the difference?"

"No." Yang Jingxing said nonsense, "I just wanted to tell you."

Qi Qingnuo still said: "Welcome."

Yang Jingxing came again: "I'm sorry today..."

"That's enough!" Qi Qingnuo interrupted loudly: "Is it worth it? Do I also have to apologize?"

Yang Jingxing hurriedly said: "No..."

"Then stop talking." Qi Qingnuo was impatient: "You don't want to listen, and I don't want to hear it."

Yang Jingxing seemed to have tried hard to restrain himself: "...Then I won't say anything anymore."

Qi Qingnuo laughed again: "No one in the country has seen you, so why are you at a loss?"

"No..." Yang Jingxing wanted to explain: "It really happened suddenly..."

Qi Qingnuo stopped him: "I really won't say anything anymore!"

Yang Jingxing: "Okay."

Qi Qingnuo then said: "Maybe this way, we won't owe each other anything in the future... Does this make you feel comfortable?"

Yang Jingxing was silent.

Qi Qingnuo came back: "To be honest, it's the first time today, the first time... I hate you, I really feel like I hate you."

Yang Jingxing remained silent.

Qi Qingnuo softened his tone again: "Forget it, let's stop talking. I don't hold grudges, so don't take it to heart."

Yang Jingxing said, "Okay, see you tomorrow."

"Bye." Qi Qingnuo's tone was very friendly.
Chapter completed!