After wearing the book, I took the heroine script

Chapter 44

When Duan Han walked out of the cafe, there was sporadic light rain outside.

——This Mr. Jiang,? His activities have been completely stopped since he left the country three years ago,? There has been no news since then.

——…How is the structure of his relatives?Are there any twin brothers?

——No,? Mr. Jiang is an only child.And before going to the hospital for treatment, he will use his author's name to make a fixed donation to Hope Primary School every month.Since his disappearance, the elementary schools donated by him have never received money from this name.

--you mean……?

——Mr. Duan,? Three years ago at the same time, we found a fire with serious casualties. Among the dead were two Americans, three Africans and one Asian.The Asian was never claimed and is now buried in a cemetery.We wonder if Mr. Jiang has...

Duan Han sat on the large chair, and gradually fell into silence.

The woman waited for a long time but didn't get the next sentence, so she couldn't help feeling a little nervous, but she didn't dare to rush, so she took a few sips from her teacup.

After a long time, Duan Han slowly raised his hand and nodded between his eyebrows.

His hair has not been taken care of for a long time, and a few strands of hair hang down in front of his eyes, blocking the expression in his eyes.

This employer is very handsome.

The woman can't help but look into God.

Before coming here, she knew that her employer this time was unusual.But most of the people who can find them are not ordinary people.

Chaebols, wives, mistresses, or well-known celebrities, they all took these orders, and they didn't pay too much attention to this order at the beginning.

Before, her husband and the employer had been approached by her. After the first few meetings,? My husband told her specifically when he came back from work. It's good that she wasn't allowed to take the order, otherwise the wife's heart might have been taken away before the order was finished.

At that time, she still didn't take it seriously, but she didn't know what she said was true until she saw the real person.

Duan Han was wearing a casual shirt with his neckline slightly unbuttoned, tapping his fingers on the table little by little, his eyes downcast thinking about something.

The woman couldn't help but raised the coffee cup, and took another look at him while taking advantage of the gap between movements.

Such a distance of not saying a word and looking at each other from time to time is a big shock to women who have a certain aesthetic ability.

"I see."

After a long time, Duan Han let out a long breath, with no extra emotion in his tone, "You have worked hard this time, and I will ask my assistant to call you for the final payment. Thank you for making this trip."

"It's not hard, it's not hard."

The topic has come to an end, and the woman has no reason to stay any longer.

She picked up her handbag, and before she left, she saw Duan Han still sitting where she was, with a bit of fatigue in her figure.

Under the misfortune of God, she suddenly said, "Mr. Duan, my condolences."

After she finished speaking, she was taken aback by herself, and she couldn't help but feel more regretful.

Duan Han also raised his head in surprise and glanced at her.

To put it bluntly, those who work in their line of work are information collectors, and the most taboo thing is to interfere with the employer's decision.

If Duan Han was a thunderbolt, then their hard work in the past few months would be in vain.

She was a little uneasy, and her fingertips gripped the handbag tightly.

Fortunately, Duan Han didn't care too much about her innocence, he just nodded, "Be careful on the road."

"……it is good."

The woman almost fled away.

When Duan Han went out, the rain fell in bits and pieces, and wet the light-colored shirt with a few small fingernail-sized wet spots.

It got bigger and bigger.

He didn't bring an umbrella.

When I was still in the country, when it came to the rainy season, there were all kinds of cloudy and rainy days, and I couldn't see the face of the sun for ten days and half a month.The adults are very worried, but the children are the happiest.

Every day when we come home from school, everyone runs along the street with their schoolbags on their backs. The laughter of seven or eight children can knock the roof off. I didn't care, and joined the game of treading water. We played together until we were all wet, and reluctantly parted amidst the adults' calls.

He slowly stretched out his hand, and the rain quickly wet his palm.

Since returning to Duan's house, he has rarely encountered such a happy and carefree time.

Children always grow up.

Either self-growth, or forced to grow.

He stood under the eaves for a long time, and after rejecting a few girls who wanted to borrow an umbrella to strike up a conversation, Duan Han turned on his phone.

Two unread messages from Jiang Miao.

He opened the address book, turned to the assistant's name, and before dialing out, he suddenly received a call from Ms. Xu.

"This week is Mrs. Jiang's birthday, you know that?"

As soon as the connection was made, Ms. Xu said, "The fact that you regretted your marriage before has caused a rift in the relationship between our two families. Just taking advantage of this opportunity, let's pay a visit at home. One is to congratulate and the other is to apologize."

She spoke very fast, as if she was afraid that Duan Han would reject her if she spoke too slowly.

"Knowing that there is a crack, why do you want to repair it?" Duan Han touched his pocket, but couldn't find a cigarette. He couldn't help being a little annoyed, and said sarcastically, "Is it fun to stick to someone's cold ass?"

"What are you talking about!" Ms. Xu was furious. "Do you know that this is the most basic social etiquette? You are the boss and you are so casual. You don't want to eat, and the big group under you People are still waiting for your salary!"

"I really don't know."

Duan Han lowered his eyes. He didn't know why he kept talking back. No matter how ugly Ms. Xu said, it was not the first time he heard it, but his reaction was better than before. "The wild child has no tutor, so you can laugh."

Ms. Xu choked, the fire was simmering in her head, her heart, her lungs, and her chest, and she had nowhere to vent it.

She took a few deep breaths and pinched her fingernails into the palm of her hand before she managed to maintain a calm tone, "Why do you always like to look up the old almanac? You don't settle the matter face to face, and every time you don't like to hear it, you just use this sentence to press me—"

"You know I don't like to hear it, so don't say it."

After Duan Han finished speaking, he hung up the phone decisively.

During the few minutes of the phone call, the sky has turned into pouring rain, wrapped in wind and somewhat cold.

Half of Duan Han's body was already drenched, and when he remembered the conversation just now, his angry mood gradually cooled down as if a basin of cold water had been poured on it.

Ms. Xu was hung up and didn't call again, but just sent a few text messages.

Duan Han didn't even look at it, and directly called out the voice assistant and sent a message "I will go when I know", and immediately forked the text message page.

After all, Mrs. Jiang's birthday is only a few days away.

Duan Han calculated his itinerary for the past few days, and estimated that he would have little chance to check Jiang Miao's life experience.But even if he had time and opportunity, he didn't intend to keep thinking about it.

Ms. Xu's words are not pleasant, but there is one sentence that is correct-he has never been straightforward, but always beat around the bush to save the country, and when he gets angry, he starts to dig old scores.

It's just that Duan Han doesn't plan to write down the old account book this time.

After Mrs. Jiang's birthday was over, he would completely open up the conversation with Jiang Miao.

Duan Han clenched his phone tightly, making up his mind.

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