Volume 1 Entertainment Circle Chapter 24 Being Followed
"This is good, you see Minru is with you in the entertainment industry now, and they are already close friends. I reckon you don't even know what those few people's names are?"
Under the cover of night, Mu Fang's hand once again rubbed against Tong Ying's head a few times, then slightly lifted her sharp chin to look in the direction of the main gate. Wu Minru was walking towards the car with several Blue Dolphin artists, their familiar appearance just like Mu Fang said, they had already gotten along well with each other early on.
"Mu Ge, I'm going back too." When the group of people at the door had all gotten into their cars and left in the same direction, Tong Jiao finally spoke up in a low voice, glanced at Mu Fang, then let out a tired yawn, making an effort to look like she was really exhausted.
"You're quite like him." Mu Fang raised his hand and knocked on Tong's smooth forehead without any politeness, looking at her wincing in pain with a scrunched up face, daring to be angry but not daring to speak. With a good mood, he waved his hand and let her go, "Go back, drive carefully."
Watching Tong Jing leave, Mu Fang maintained a demonic smile, took out the phone that had been vibrating all night from his pocket, and saw more than 30 missed calls on the screen. He sneered to himself, Mu Fang didn't return the call, but instead directly pressed the power button and put the blackened phone back into his pocket. Still like an absolute demon, he walked towards the villa. The red wine at tonight's banquet was still pretty good.
Tong Jing drove her Volkswagen Polo home, and not long after starting the car, when she turned two corners towards Shichahai, Tong Jing glanced at the rearview mirror, and the black car that had been following her all along was using a rather clumsy trailing technique.
After more than 10 minutes, the black car suddenly turned right and left, which made Tong Ying in the driver's seat look back at the car that had already merged into the traffic on the right side. Wasn't it supposed to be following? Or did it already know that she was heading home, so the previous tailing was just to confirm that she was going to Yishang Garden in Shichahai direction and not somewhere else.
The car was parked in the underground parking lot of the residential area. Tóng Jiǎo took a look, although it was a bit old, but still safe and secure, outsiders and cars were very difficult to enter the residential area, then turned around and walked towards the entrance of the residential area.
"Miss Tong is going out, right?" Security guard Liu enthusiastically greeted Tong Ying at the entrance of the residential area. He had long been familiar with the residents entering and leaving the apartment building and recognized their faces to ensure the safety of the residents in the community.
"Mm." Tong Jing smiled slightly and nodded, walking towards the supermarket not far from the residential area.
In the winter, Beijing is dry and cold, and the weather is also quite dry, making it easy to get a sore throat. So in front of the fruit stand at the supermarket, Tong Jiang chose some oranges. Although the American navel oranges looked more vibrant, their price was also pretty, 15 yuan per kilogram, which made Tong Jiang despise them greatly, and she chose six or seven domestic oranges instead, which were much cheaper at 5 yuan per kilogram.
When the bill came to 89 yuan, Tong Jiang couldn't help but frown and glance at the bag. Six oranges, four bananas, five apples, plus some snacks and biscuits - this one bag of things was almost equivalent to a normal person's daily salary. The prices were really frighteningly high.
As soon as she walked out of the supermarket, Tong Jiang felt like she was being stared at again. Just over a hundred meters after leaving the supermarket, the door of an SUV beside her suddenly opened with a "whoosh", and five men rushed out from the car, directly surrounding Tong Jiang.
The fierce momentum was all in black, causing several passersby behind to dodge far away with a brush, but not one person came forward to help Tong Guang, this weak woman.
How could the people around be so apathetic? Tong Jiang felt a little dazed and withdrew her gaze, gripping the somewhat heavy bag tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning pale from the force. When did this ancient land with its long history become so indifferent?
Tong Jing knew that she was somewhat old-fashioned or feudal in some ways, but didn't dare to come forward to help. At least they could have called the police, but the passersby around her were all standing far away, watching with bated breath. Tong Jing's heart ached slightly, and she lowered her eyelashes to cover up her clear eyes, lost in thought.
"Miss, mind your own business. If it's not yours to mind, you'd better keep your mouth shut, or I don't care if you never speak again." The leading man swaggered over to Tong Diao.
The man's triangular eyes gleamed with a cold light, and the dagger in his hand rotated between his fingers, casting an eerie and icy glow under the night sky. As he threatened Tong Ying, his left hand had already risen high to slap her.
