Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed

The mainstream art exhibition in T City is naturally full of people, and the staff mainly pay attention to the exhibition site.

The monitoring in the lounge is hidden, and there are usually behind-the-scenes personnel and VIPs.

As the vice president of the painting association, Yu Yong is the main person in charge of this painting exhibition. As long as he says a word, the monitoring of the lounge will not be slow, but his subjective consciousness feels that it was Meng Fu who did it in Jiang's house. , Then there is no need to watch the surveillance in the lounge, and there is no need to urge the staff.

Naturally, Su Dicha was not slow.

Along the way, he learned from Zhao Fan when Jiang Xinran came here, checked the surveillance cameras in several blind spots, and soon found out that something was wrong.

Seeing Su Di's reply, Meng Fu knew that he had found out. She stared at Yu Zhenling's direction and said word by word, "Show them."

Su Di didn't say a word, and put the computer borrowed from the staff on the table. He had been monitored and put in two folders by someone, so he clicked on it directly.

Yu Zhenling looked at Meng Fu coldly: "What else can you argue with?"

The monitor on the computer has started to play, the first segment is a corridor with people coming and going, Su Di stands in front of the computer, pointing at a sneaky woman above, the time is 8:12, "Please pay attention to wearing this dress people."

All the way I saw her go in from the room next to the lounge.

At 8:19, she came out of the house, and there seemed to be something in her clothes.

After the video was played, Su Di quickly clicked on the second video, and the second video showed the interior of the lounge, where a corner of Jiang Xinran's box could just be seen.

The following time was 8:15, and the other party seemed to know that there was surveillance, so he didn't show his face, only half of his sleeves, opened the box, and took away the painting inside.

"Look carefully at this sleeve, everyone. It's the woman in the last monitoring corridor." Su paused, then clicked back to the previous video, and showed everyone the details of that video again.

Regardless of who the woman holding the painting is, this video at least proves——

From Jiang's house to the lounge, Jiang Xinran's paintings are everywhere!

That is to say——

It seemed weak and ridiculous that Meng Fu stole Jiang Xinran's painting at three o'clock in the middle of the night.

"Vice President Yu, Mrs. Jiang," Meng Fu let out a breath, his eyes shifted from Yu Zhenling to Yu Yong, his mouth was cold and mocking: "Take a good look, is it me? Is it me?" Are you jealous that Jiang Xinran secretly took her painting, huh?"

The lounge is not particularly big, and there are so many people staying there, it is actually a bit crowded, but the scene of swords and swords is on the verge of breaking out, but it is extremely quiet at this time, so quiet that it seems that the air will explode instantly if anyone moves.

Yu Zhenling was able to speak normally, but at this time her tone was stagnant and she couldn't say a word.

It never occurred to her that it was not Meng Fu who took Jiang Xinran's painting.

Comparing these two videos with what she said to Meng Fu just now, and the indistinct gazes from around her, Yu Zhenling's face rarely turned red.

It was as if someone had slapped him in public.

Yu Yong also listened to Meng Fu's mocking and sarcastic words, and his complexion became ugly. He turned directly to the staff and said, "Go and investigate, who is the woman on the monitor."

The rest room is not only Yu Yong and Yu Zhenling, but also Steward Jiang and several staff members.

Things have come to such a big reversal, everyone's expression is very strange.

She sneaked a look at Yu Zhenling, then at Yu Yong and Jiang Xinran.

It was so loud just now, but now it is silent.

Yu Zhenling was also very uncomfortable being looked at by so many pairs of eyes. She looked at Meng Fu, and said bravely, "Fu'er, what happened just now was my fault. If I didn't find out, I'll blame you. That little Jiang is talking nonsense, when I go back, I will definitely fire her."

[The video is available, young master, Miss Meng is too miserable. 】

After Su Di finished his sentence, he glanced coldly at everyone in the lounge, and reminded Meng Fu in a timely manner: "Miss Meng, Brother Cheng told you to go back."

"If you don't go back, the bonus will be deducted."

Meng Fu's thoughts were suddenly pulled back.

She nodded, only took another look at everyone in the room, then turned and left.

That gaze was so light that Jiang Xinchen couldn't help feeling panicked.

This morning, the relationship between him and Meng Fu seemed to have eased a little bit just now.

But right now, because of this incident, it seems that everything has returned to the original point.

Jiang Xinchen pursed his lips, kept looking at the direction Meng Fu was leaving, and tightly clasped the hands hanging on both sides.

He involuntarily took a step forward, trying to follow, but was stopped by Su Di.

Jiang Xinran behind him saw his movements.

"Mom, don't blame yourself. This has something to do with me too. I apologized to my sister at night." Jiang Xinran lowered her eyelashes, then turned to Yu Yong: "Uncle, can I still get my painting?"

Hearing this sentence, Yu Yong also came back to his senses. Right now, Jiang Xinran's matter is of course important, which is related to the future development of the Yu family in the Painting Association. He turned to Jiang Xinran: "I have asked someone to investigate, this matter... ..."

These few people chatted and went to Jiang Xinran's painting again, and the woman who was just on surveillance.

It seemed that Meng Fu's incident was just an episode.

It seems that he is like a kitten and puppy to the matter of wronging Meng Fu.

Jiang Xinchen couldn't help but look up, "Don't you have any regrets or self-blame?"

"Xinchen, what are you talking about? We didn't expect this to happen..." Jiang Xinran raised her head and looked at Jiang Xinchen.

"So you guys, no, it should be said that it was us, but we didn't check it, so we decided it was her, and asked her to hand over my sister's painting in the name of grandpa, right?" Jiang Xinchen laughed.

He remembered that after Meng Fu's manager left just now, she was alone and helpless, facing everyone by herself, but still stood upright, and finally asked him "what do you think" calmly.

As if used to this scene.

It's obviously not her, but she doesn't cry or make trouble, and even calmly asks people to check and monitor, she is two different people from Jiang Xinran.

Jiang Xinchen regretted it.

"So you're blaming me?" Jiang Xinran took a step back and smiled wryly, "You don't know how important this art exhibition is to me? Without this one, I might have lost the chance to participate."

Her eyes were red again, showing weakness.

Jiang Xinchen's mood was extremely complicated, he didn't have the mood to comfort Jiang Xinran anymore, so he turned around and left the lounge.

After he left, Jiang Xinran looked at the door from a distance, recalling Meng Fu's expression just now.

She really couldn't understand Meng Fu's attitude of not paying attention to anything, as if he looked like a high-ranking young lady.

Watching Jiang Xinchen leave, Jiang Xinran looked away, and she looked at Yu Yong and Yu Zhenling beside her hesitantly, "Uncle, Mom, sister will definitely complain to grandpa..."

Hearing this sentence, Yu Zhenling's complexion changed again.

She had an argument with Jiang Quan because of Meng Fu before, if they found out this time...

It's good that Meng Fu really stole it, but Meng Fu didn't steal it...

By his side, Yu Yong put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "Don't worry about it, doesn't she want to learn Chinese painting from me? Zhenling, you call and tell her that today's incident, let her pretend that nothing happened .From now on, every Saturday, she can come to the Painting Association for an hour of class, and she can hang my name in the Writers Association."

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... Let me tell you the good news, the release time of this book has been changed to June 12th, it is too difficult. . .