thoughtful

After working overtime, I drove home in a small car, a corner of the house was still lit, and the floor lamp emitted a gentle light, and Lei Meng's heart softened accordingly.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Lei Meng got up from the sofa and rubbed his eyes, "Brother, are you back?"

"Yeah." Lei Meng lightly changed his shoes and entered the door, and walked to her side, "Why haven't you slept yet?"

"I'm waiting for you." Lei Meng staggered off the floor, ran to the kitchen with his slippers on and brought out a bowl of duck soup, "Mom made you duck soup with wolfberry and said that you have worked hard recently, so you should make up for it."

"Thank you..." Lei Meng was moved in his heart, and took the soup bowl with a bitter face, not intending to drink it at all, "But why isn't the stewed pig's feet soup, ribs soup, and bullwhip soup?"

"Because I told mom that you hate ducks." Lei Meng giggled.

Lei Meng's face was full of black lines, thinking that he would ask her later, he forcibly resisted not killing his own sister.

Lei Meng stopped laughing, stared at him carefully for a while, and suddenly said, "Brother, you have lost weight recently."

Raymond smiled wryly and touched himself, "Is there any? Is he not as handsome as before?"

Lei Meng consciously ignored his boring narcissism, "Busy at work?"

"A little bit." Leaning on the sofa, Lei Meng sighed when he thought about why he was busy, "Maybe your brother will lose his job again..."

"It's okay to be unemployed, but how is your girlfriend finding?" Lei Meng always has a way to make Lei Meng's miserable situation even worse.

Or invite Yang Qili to have a drink and let her come to our house?Lei Meng imagined the scene where Li Yuping and Yang Qili were at war with each other. For the sake of his own life, he decided to forget it.

"By the way, I have something to ask you." Raymond rarely became serious, "I saw a... friend with a nice watch. You know more about these trendy things. Help me find out what it is. Brand? If the price is right, I would like to buy one too."

"Huh? An otaku who has always been insulated from fashion, why is he suddenly pursuing taste?" Lei Meng's smile was half surprised and half ironic, but he took out his iPad and cut out the search interface, "Do you remember the brand?"

Raymond tried his best to recall, and found that he couldn't remember the complicated word sequence at all, "I forgot..."

Lei Meng was not surprised at his answer, she rolled her eyes, "Then do you still remember what the logo looks like?

"Remember, remember!" This LOGO is so special that Raymond remembered it clearly. He dipped his finger in duck soup and drew a superimposed four-leaf clover and cross on the table, "Here, that's it!"

Lei Meng stared at his abstract painting for a long time, raised his head and frowned and asked, "Are you sure it's this pattern? This brand..."

"Yes, yes, this LOGO is on the buckle of the watch strap. I will never remember it wrong." Lei Meng swore, and when he closed his eyes, the appearance of the watch appeared in front of him, how could he forget it.

"If I show you the photos, can you find out which watch it is?" Lei Meng has long been used to Lei Meng's unreliability, and decided to save the country with curves.

"Of course, I have a clear image of this watch in my mind, but it's just that I can't describe it with poor language..."

Lei Meng clicked on a website and found a picture of the product list, "Is this it?"

"No, it's not this one. I'll find it myself." Raymond read one by one, and found the same thumbnail on the fifth page. "Is this this one?"

"This one? Are you sure?" Lei Meng confirmed again.

"Yeah, there's nothing wrong with it. Why do you always question your brother's memory?" Lei Meng was a little displeased, and reached out to rub Lei Meng's hair into a bird's nest.

"It's not that I doubt you..." Lei Meng clicked into the product details, took a deep breath, and read out the product introduction: "PATEKPHILIPPE/Patek Philippe Grand Complications series, men's manual mechanical watch model 5270G-014, market price 1 soft Sister coins."

She turned her head slowly, her burning eyes seemed to pierce Raymond, "Are you sure your friend's watch is real?"

A series of numbers stunned Raymond, and the price was far more expensive than he knew.He was completely confused, how could Song Sifan's watch be real for such an expensive watch?But based on what he saw at Song Sifan's house that night, he didn't look like someone who would buy fakes to satisfy his vanity...

Lei Meng was very conflicted, it was impossible to afford this watch with Song Sifan's salary, but intuitively, he had a faint feeling that maybe the watch was real...

"I do not know either……"

Lei Meng didn't expect to get anything out of him, she thought for a while, "Let me just ask, what kind of car does your friend drive?"

After all, he drove the car several times himself, so Raymond can still answer this question.

"He drives a BMW [-] Series Melbourne Red."

Lei Meng checked the price on the Internet, "His watch is enough to buy 2 or 3 BMWs... I have only seen a car that drives 30 yuan and wears a watch that costs 30 yuan. Who would drive a car worth 100 yuan and wear a 500 yuan watch?" A watch worth [-] yuan? At least you have to drive a car worth [-] million yuan, right? What’s wrong with this person who drives a cheap car and uses an expensive watch?”

"Actually, I've never seen him wear this watch. He usually wears a Rolex that doesn't exceed [-] yuan in the company." Raymond couldn't understand why he bought such an expensive watch and threw it on the shoe cabinet. Wear.Is it true that you dare not wear it out? "It's unscientific! A good watch doesn't carry a bad watch, why would he do that?"

Lei Meng suddenly thought of a question, "By the way, what kind of car does your general manager drive?"

"Our general manager?" Raymond thought for a while, "Our general manager's car is an Audi A8."

"That's right." Lei Meng made a fist with his right hand, put it on his chest, and hammered on the palm of his left hand, "Your general manager's car is barely worth a watch. I think if your friend's watch is real, Then he must not have money to buy a car because the money is used to buy watches, but to avoid suspicion."

Lei Meng understood, no wonder Song Sifan never cared about the scratches on the wine-red BMW body, and dared to let Lei Meng drive his car for the first time.All these signs showed that he was not arrogant, nor did he believe in Raymond's driving skills, he just didn't care at all. To him, the 30 BMW is just a means of transportation, no different from a bicycle.

Lei Meng continued on his own, "He has a bit of a brain and knows how to avoid suspicion. Otherwise, if he really has to drive a multi-million dollar car, see if he can stay in Zia."

"He still can't stay any longer..." Lei Meng complained in a low voice, you haven't seen that he's in dire straits in the project management department...

"Really?" Lei Meng was a little confused, so she put on an attitude of humbly asking for gossip.

"It's about work, I can't tell you clearly for a while." Raymond waved his hand, unwilling to talk more.

It just so happens that Lei Meng's focus is not on gossip, she holds her face in both hands and looks like a girl, her big eyes sparkle with hope, "I don't care about work, help me to ask that local tyrant if he still needs a girlfriend?"

"No shortage!"

They don't even lack boyfriends, do they?

Lei Meng pursed her lips, with disbelief written on her face, "Then tell me if you have any news about him! I'm so young and beautiful, I must have a chance!"

Lei Meng asked suspiciously, "Aren't you going to marry Li Keran?"

"That's right! You reminded me, wait until you fall asleep, I haven't watched today's video!" Lei Meng frantically turned on the iPad, called up the replay of the TV program, and started watching it by herself.

"What is this?" Raymond leaned over to watch with him. On the golden beach, a group of men and women on the iPad were chasing each other foolishly, having a great time.

"The most popular variety show right now... you don't even know." Lei Meng rolled his eyes at him. "Every show invites some stars to complete various tasks, and then many interesting things will happen."

"...What's so interesting about this?" The so-called interesting things are the plots arranged by the program group at first glance!Lei Meng looked at Lei Meng laughing uncontrollably. Has the IQ of these stupid fans been eaten by dogs?

"Because of Li Keran!" Lei Meng answered naturally.

Lei Meng followed her finger to look over, and there was really Li Keran inside.The male and female celebrities who put on make-up looked so alike, he really didn't see it until Lei Meng reminded him.

After the high-intensity running, Li Keran seemed a little exhausted. He sprinted two steps forward, his body swayed, and he fell to the side of the road. He couldn't get up after climbing several times.The program crew didn't call to stop, and the few people who ran in front hurried back to pick him up and help him move forward together.

"Hey, I fell down!" Lei Meng frowned tightly, covered his heart and fell down exaggeratedly, "I don't know if he was injured, how is he injured? I really want to rush over to see... what to do! I feel so sorry..."

"Hiss—" Lei Meng hurriedly rescued his arm from under her body, thinking of the magazines in Song Sifan's drawer, he said sourly, "Why do you feel bad, there is someone who loves you more than you..."

"Who is it?" Lei Meng rolled around on the sofa covering his heart, and asked casually, "Are you also a die-hard fan like me?"

"It's... right?" Why do you buy so many magazines if you're not a die-hard fan? Your collection is more than Lei Meng's.

"That's my rival in love!" Lei Meng rolled over and glared at Lei Meng, "Quickly tell me! Who is that bitch!"

Lei Meng complained silently in his heart: Even the local tyrant you asked to marry just now, I don't know who is the rival in love...

"Don't be victimized by paranoia..." Lei Meng stretched out his hand and pushed her back on the sofa, "Do you know when Li Keran was injured?"

Lei Meng counted with her fingers, "There will be a period of time between the broadcast of entertainment programs and the recording, so it should be a week or two ago? But we haven't heard the news, and we haven't seen the media expose it. It seems that the news is tightly blocked. ah."

a week or two ago?

Raymond vaguely seemed to understand something...

Song Sifan has disappeared from the world recently. Could it be to take care of Li Keran?

The author has something to say: This watch really exists, and I personally think it looks very good~(≧▽≦)/~

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