The orange cat's round big eyes were shining with green light, shuttled through the shadows in the blocking space. It ran out, jumped lightly, passed through the cracks in the fence of the community, and walked elegantly to the front of the building. Then it raised its head and front paws, shrank its body, and its agile legs bounced from the ground, jumped onto the iron fence of the window on the first floor. Then it immediately turned around and jumped onto the balcony of the house on the second floor. Then it became faster and faster, jumping to the high place without fear, allowing the bright morning sun to sprinkle on his back.

The cat went up to seven or eight floors in one breath, and arrived at a window supported by a wooden stick. He went in through the window, turned around and ran to the bedroom. It crawled in between the princess curtain hanging from the roof to the ground and jumped onto the bed. With a meow, he stepped on the soft cotton wrapped in a ball of cotton on the bed a few times, leaving several gray claw marks. The cotton moved, and lazily raised up. The soft quilt fell to one side, and Anden, who was wrapped in the middle like a rice dumpling, revealed. She slept so hard that her hair was wrapped around her chin and neck like a scarf. Anden yawned silently, and turned to see that the cat had crawled into the quilt.

She gently spread her long hair and looked out sleepyly. On a bright sunny day outside, the sky was cloudless, and a beautiful blue and clean as a mirror.

Today, the sun also rises as usual.

Light makeup, handbag, pencil pants, butterfly pleated long t-shirt, sports shoes, Anden today is also very energetic.

She boarded the bus happily, as if she was born like this, and she always smiled and arrived at the editorial department.

As soon as I entered the room, I heard someone chatting in the guest room. I glanced at it with a glance that a second-tier actor with a little famous person was talking to his agent.

"Listen to me, you'd better bring up this ugly thing."

"What should I do if I raise my public image?"

"It's okay, have you heard of the ugly effect? ​​Perfect people are not likable. Making a mistake will make you look more humane, and it will make you look more approachable and popular. Anyway, people in the studio have seen it, and it is inevitable that someone will reveal it. It's better to say it yourself first, and you can also use a half-joking form. If someone breaks the news, there may be a tendency to smear."

The celebrity pursed his lips in embarrassment: "But that involves my private life...my privacy..."

"Go to his mother's privacy. Your exposure rate is too low now. If you want to be a big shot, you can't give up on this and you can't walk far. There is absolutely no way to talk about it. Since you plan to be a public figure, you have to be a public figure." The agent's mouth is flying and the spring is dancing up and down. "After all, these fans are dogs, they want the meat you throw to them, what is meat? The gossip of people like you on the stage, what do you eat, wear, what do you like, and what do you pull out? And they are dogs with no conscience and loyalty. If you can keep throwing out meat, they keep chasing you. When you have no material at all, they will immediately turn to the next generation of idols."

It should be so moved by the words that the second-tier star admired and praised him, "It's worthy of being an agent, it's really a lotus."

The agent grinned with a slight smile: "This newspaper has an acquaintance. If you want to agree, I will immediately ask the editorial department to interview you face to face and write a report. When major websites are published tomorrow morning, this matter will be settled, and the response will definitely be positive."

The agent spoke very quickly, and his words were as clever as he could. The words between the two words did not stop instantly. From entering the hall to press the elevator, the entire conversation was over in less than three minutes after waiting for the elevator. Andon quickly entered the elevator and went upstairs.

The third floor is the office area of ​​the newspaper. Anden found himself sitting in a dozen partition desks in the center of the building. Sometimes when the quality of sleep is good, the moment of waking up is accompanied by a happy and happy mood. The mood is not affected by the two people downstairs and is still alive.

Anden put down her bag lightly and faced the computer screen. With the reflection on the black screen, she turned her fluffy bangs up, walked over her head, and tied it with a hairpin and the hair above her head. She turned her head left and right, and with a beautiful forehead exposed, she also showed off her forehead.

Then An Deng stood up and went to the drinking area, turned on the coffee machine and took a cup, came back and took out his phone from his bag and put it on the desktop, turned on the computer, and took down the memo sticky note stuck to the screen table, crossed out two pieces with a pen, looked at the things that had not been done, and was about to start today's work. Suddenly, the door of the editor's office not far from his right opened. Editor Zheng Guixiu walked out and watched An Deng steer over. An Deng also looked at him calmly until he was in front of him.

"Andon, there is a job you need."

Anden nodded and asked what it was.

"Sigma Group...how much do you know?"

"Sigma Group? Is the Sigma Group that is called Chimera by the police and has always had many bad rumors, saying they are doing a lot of shameful things?"

"Well, yes, I heard that they were opening brothels before they were legal. There are rumors that Sigma suddenly rose because of a large-scale acquisition of dirty underground transactions."

"Well... I don't know much. Every time I interviewed the news about Sigma Group, it was very difficult. I have been there twice. It was difficult to meet people who really knew the inside story. I only knew that their operating modes were different from many multinational companies. There were several companies under it, but the CEOs of several companies were all working in the group building in Xicheng. What's wrong?"

“It’s a funeral.”

Hearing the words "Funeral" and Anden immediately raised his eyebrows curiously.

"A while ago, there was a fire in Tongsheng Community. There was an office building rented by Sigma downstairs. It is said that Sigma's senior management died in the fire." Zheng Guixiu's voice suddenly became lower and lower. "But some places don't match it. It was obviously a fire, but many signs of fighting were found at the fire scene. Moreover, the dead were not from the fire to the death. The autopsy of the dead were concealed. There was definitely something wrong with it. "

Zheng Guixiu took a breath and said, "I wanted Wang Jialei to deal with this matter. She has a lot of experience, but she has little contact with business and enterprises. They are all reports from the party, government and military. Business reports are your strengths. So I want you two to go together. Using the excuse of funeral, you can investigate and check. If any rumors are true..." Zheng Guixiu bent down and eagerly said to Andeng, "That's big news."

Andon agreed without even thinking about it.

The two immediately found Wang Jialei and told her. As the oldest female reporter in the newspaper, Wang Jialei often had such a major event. Male reporters easily made the interviewees beware. When any industry involves sensitive issues, they are always trying their best to keep them in tucking secrets. Even if they are exposed, they will not easily speak up. When they meet male reporters, they are even more cautious. Female reporters are born to use the "resources" to knock on the door, and the interviewees are easier to communicate with female reporters. This is why the number of people in this industry accounts for a very high proportion of women. Lu Yaya, a girl who is one year younger than her, always wears breast-exposed outfits.

"You cooperate well and contact me if you have anything to do"

In short, the matter was decided, so Wang Jialei naturally agreed immediately. The two of them made some preparations and went out to the funeral home.

When he arrived at the place, he didn't even have to look for it. Without asking, Wang Jialei went straight to the most expensive special room. Sure enough, he saw groups of people in suits stranded inside and outside the hall, whispering something. Two men in suits with headphones stood at the door, holding the other hand with their wrists in the same posture in front of them, standing like stones, and there were many people with the same bodyguards, scattered in every corner. An Deng looked up and saw that there were in front of the room where Kang Ling had come to dissect the body two days ago. Not far away, next to the window of the farewell hall, Li Jianye and Fan Jing stood together, communicating with gloomy faces, and glanced at the hall from time to time. Suddenly, Ren Hua came over from the side with a smile like a broadcaster, and Fan Jing quickly introduced him to the other party.

Anden looked at it, and Leba felt pain. He looked down and saw that Wang Jialei was elbowing her with his elbow, shaking two red envelopes in his hand.

"Hey, these are two red envelopes worth 300 yuan. I thought it was a waste of time, but I couldn't use the red envelopes like this. The two bodyguards at the door would not let people outside the list enter. Haha, they saved money - but, if you hold a funeral, it would be like a confidential meeting, and this company has absolutely problems."

"oops!"

As he was talking, there was a sudden scream behind his back, followed by the rustling sound of branches and leaves being quickly pushed apart. Turning back, a man staggered, as if he was being chased by a bear, but he couldn't run deep and shallowly move. He was embarrassed by two men in suits following him, and immediately ordered the man to stop and grabbed his shoulder that almost fell.

"Hey! Who are you? Are you shooting something randomly!"

"I, I'm a reporter from the Herald!"

There were actually two people behind, one looked awkward, the other was holding the camera and fiddling with each other, then pulled out a memory card, flipped up his eyelids and looked at the two reporters without hesitation.

The reporter seemed to have no experience, and was a little guilty and said timidly: "You, you can't hit me, the reporter's right to interview is protected by law."

The person who was holding him put on an expression that someone would like to hit you, pushed the reporter, and scolded: "Get out quickly, we will accept the memory card, and you will break your leg next time!"

The reporter and the photographer immediately turned around and ran away. The reporter kept muttering and ran away with his tail between his legs.
Chapter completed!