"Are you talking about this?" Zheng Shuang raised her hand gently, holding the recording pen and swayed in front of reporter Jia's eyes.

"Yes, yes." Reporter Jia nodded, his eyes turned around with the pen with just a mistake, as if he wanted to reach out but didn't dare.

"Answer a few questions first!" Zheng Shuang loosened her fingertips, and just before reporter Jia's scream that almost blurted out, she copied the little hand gently and took the recording pen back into her palm.

Almost almost got so careless. Reporter Jia patted his chest, but fortunately he didn't take it seriously. This is the guy who was eating, especially the precious information contained there. His front page, headlines, his car, house, and money were all looked at it! He looked at Zheng Shuang sadly, and reporter Jia's eyes were full of accusations, we wouldn't bring such scary things.

"Cough!" Zheng Shuang couldn't help but cough and reminded this person to pay attention. It's true, what's this guy's eyes? He looked at the person and was numb.

"Okay, ask." Reporter Jia didn't dare to grab things from this person in the street, not because of the so-called gentlemanly demeanor that has always made this reporter sniff, just because of his understanding of this person, if he dares to do this, then there will definitely be more than a hundred ways to make him die worse than last time, "If I answer honestly, can you repay me later?" Xiyi's little eyes looked at Zheng Shuang and flashed.

"Who invited you here?" Ignoring reporter Jia's request and even turned a blind eye to his cuteness, Zheng Shuang asked directly.

"It's Mr. Zheng." Reporter Jia replied so frankly, and there was no worry about betraying his employer.

Sure enough, although he was mentally prepared, Zheng Shuang still couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart.

"Did he ask you to do something?" Zheng Shuang asked after pursing her red lips.

"Mr. Zheng sealed a big red envelope by me, saying that there was a big news for me to give it." Reporter Jia answered very honestly. After all, this matter has nothing to do with him. This is obviously the internal affairs of their Zheng family, and there is no benefit at all. He doesn't have to cover up Zheng Laosan and carry a black nest.

"Have he said what the specific news is?" Although he had already figured it out, Zheng Shuang still wanted to hear the exact answer.

"No." Reporter Jia shook his head and said honestly, "Mr. Zheng just asked me to listen carefully. Look carefully, and then use his full imagination to write a wonderful article for him."

"Is that true?" Zheng Shuang narrowed her big almond eyes slightly, revealing a cold light.

"Really, I promise there is no false statement." Reporter Jia raised three fingers to make a sworn statement, and then showed a flattering expression. He pointed to the baby recorder seized by Zheng Shuang and asked flatteringly, "Don't worry, I just lie to anyone, I dare not lie to you. So that, can you, hehe..."

"Do you want this?" The recorder shook under reporter Jia's nose again.

"Yes, yes." Looking at the bill shaking in front of him, it was no, it was a recorder. Reporter Jia nodded wildly, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he wanted to grab it in his hand.

But at the moment when reporter Jia's fingertips were about to reach, the recorder turned around between Zheng Shuang's fingers. He was taken away by the tender white hand again. He looked at Zheng Shuang sadly, and reporter Jia's eyes were shaking: Dear, can we not play like this?

But looking at Zheng Shuang's smiling eyes, reporter Jia swallowed the words that had already reached the bottom of his throat. After a while, he finally sighed a long sigh and said with a broken can, "My aunt, can we just say it directly? Is it fun to tease us like this?"

"Bring it!" Zheng Shuang suddenly stretched out her hand and almost poked reporter Jia's nose.

Instinctively jumped back a small step back, covering his right eye socket with conditioned reflex. He carefully avoided the little tender hand. Reporter Jia remembered that although this little hand looked very beautiful, it would be more than just a word of ecstasy when it fell on him. You must know that last time he was a national treasure animal panda for two weeks!

After reporter Jia retreated to the safe distance, he saw that Zheng Shuang had no intention of furthering, so he asked carefully: "What are you taking?"

Really, it was clearly this guy who stole his own things and didn't pay it back, so why did he ask himself to take things? And he asked himself to take things without any end. Only then did he know what you want us to take?

"The follow-up inside!" Zheng Shuang compared the direction of Caesar Haoting.

"What follow-up?" Reporter Jia looked confused, as if we didn't know what you were talking about. But he was yelling in his heart. It was impossible, impossible. How could she know, not be afraid, not afraid, she must be cheating herself, hold on, and must hold on, don't cheat this ghost girl.

"All right, Jia Daji, we are not secretly talking, how dare you say you didn't keep a backup plan?" Zheng Shuang sneered, pretending to be like that. If someone who didn't know him might have been deceived by him.

"What's the backup plan? I don't understand what you are talking about." Reporter Jia's eyes were still confused.

"Ha~" Zheng Shuang chuckled, "Do you know Jia Daji? I have read some very interesting articles recently."

"What article?" A trace of doubt flashed in reporter Jia's eyes. What's going on? Why did this person suddenly change the subject? You can't figure it out if this woman's heart is under the sea. However, reporter Jia breathed a sigh of relief. No matter what this person was thinking, as long as she stopped chasing the previous topic.

Unfortunately, reporter Jia felt relieved too early, and what Zheng Shuang said below quickly made him raise his heart to his throat.

"It's some psychology books..." Zheng Shuang deliberately said only half of the words, and then looked at reporter Jia with some meaning.

"Is that so? Miss Zheng is so knowledgeable and talented. Such a boring book can be... " Zheng Shuang's words gave reporter Jia an extremely bad premonition, especially when reporter Jia saw that Zheng Shuang's gaze was so sharp. Under such gaze, reporter Jia felt that he seemed to have been dissected, so the voice became smaller and smaller, and he could no longer say it.

"Okay, Jia Daji, you don't have to pretend to be stupid anymore. You should be able to hear what I mean."

"Auntie, I swear, I really didn't lie to you." Reporter Jia struggled with his life and death after doing it.

"Psychology is really a very interesting subject, especially in a state like today. This seems very practical." Nodded with satisfaction. This word is just right here, "Why would I give you an example?"

Before reporter Jia answered, Zheng Shuang started to speak: "There are some ways in psychology that teach us how to identify whether the other person is lying. Listen to see if this is the case." After clearing his throat, Zheng Shuang continued, "According to a new study by a psychologist at the University of California, even if the person who lies most often, when his brain changes into a pretend pattern, there will be subconscious signals that can be caught, such as: liars never look in your eyes. Because they know this advice, so

The liars of the Ming Dynasty will stare at your eyes with more concentration, and their pupils are swelling. Everyone remembers the criticism of their mothers when they were young, 'You must have lied again! I know, because you dare not look in my eyes.' This taught you that liars dare not look in the eyes from a very young age, so people have learned to do the opposite to avoid being aware of it. "But in fact, when the deceivers look at you, their attention is too focused and their eyes start to dry. This makes them blink more, and this is a fatal leak of information."

Reporter Jia felt a sense of silence, not sure if he had blinked a lot just now.

Without pause, Zheng Shuang continued: "In addition, another accurate test is to stare directly at someone's eyes. The rotation of the eyeball indicates that their brain is working. Most people, when the brain is 'building' a sound or image, in other words, if they are lying, the direction of their eyeball movement is the upper right. If people are trying to remember what is really happening, they will look to the upper left. This "eye movement" is a reflex action. Unless you have been rigorously trained, it is not pretending. And I just noticed that when you say those words, your eyes are always looking subconsciously towards the upper right!"

The decisive words shocked reporter Jia. A hint of panic flashed across his face, causing a crack to appear on the confused expression on his face.

"In addition, there is another point. Do you know that your nose will become bigger when lying? When a person is lying, his body is reacting that it will flow back excess blood back to his face. Some people's entire face turns red. This will also cause your nose to swell a few millimeters. Of course, this is not visible through the naked eye. But liars will feel uncomfortable with their noses, so they will touch it inadvertently - this is a manifestation of lying." Zheng Shuang's chin, "Do you know how many times you touched your nose just now?"

Did you touch your nose just now? Reporter Jia was not sure, but one thing that is certain was that there were more cracks on the disguised confusion on his face.

"In addition, there is also..." Zheng Shuang's voice sounded again, and reporter Jia suddenly felt like he wanted to cry, and there is also!?

Looking at the sad face of reporter Jia, Zheng Shuang had no sympathy at all. What she had to do now is to pursue the victory: "Also, lying people always like to touch themselves, just like chimpanzees dress up more when they are suppressed. Psychologists O Huiya and others have conducted an experiment: instructing the experimenter to answer the interviewer's questions with lies, and record the non-verbal behaviors in various time periods after just giving instructions, before lying, when lying, after lying, after lying, and after lying, to compare them with the behaviors when not lying. After just receiving the instructions, when the experimenter lies, the answer becomes shorter, and it is accompanied by subtle actions such as fiddling with fingers to subconsciously touch a part of the body. The more people want to hide their hearts when they lie, the more they will be exposed due to changes in various body movements. Of course, the above actions will also occur when they are guilty."

Reporter Jia's fingers that kept twisting on the trouser seam stopped.

“In addition, there is a little more…”

"Okay, I beg you, my aunt, I'll make it, can't I make it?" Funno tears, reporter Jia wanted to cry, are all girls so cruel nowadays? We must not let this person continue to talk. If we let this person continue to talk, we will definitely have psychological shadows. We are still single, we still want to have a girlfriend, and we still want to get married...

"Wouldn't it be better to say this earlier?" Zheng Shuang licked her lips, and seemed to have a little unsatisfied feeling. It's really rare to have such a chance to practice, but unfortunately her opponent gave up so quickly, which was really unfulfilling.

"Before I left, I put a small thing under the table. I will hand over the information to you tomorrow." Reporter Jia is now like the deserter who has lost his battle, and even his voice becomes a little weak.

"No need to be so troublesome." Just the opposite of reporter Jia, Zheng Shuang was like a general who had won a battle. She smiled with a look of spring and pointed to the milk tea shop opposite, "It just so happens that reporter Jia didn't have a meal, right? I treat you. Although it's not as good as the Caesarhao Court's big meal, it's enough to drink tea and snacks! My uncle and Mr. Zhu and his son will leave later. Let's go and retrieve the things you lost in the private room together. As for the information inside..." He clicked reporter Jia's computer bag, "Let's get it now."

Out of Zheng Shuang's meaning, and during the period when she had fought with reporter Jia, they waited for a while for the car of the uncle and son of the Zheng family and the father and son of the Zhu family to drive out of Caesarhao Courtyard.

Confirm that the two families had already driven away, Zheng Shuang took the reporter Jia and immediately returned to Caesarhao Courtyard. He forgot something in the private room. The two of them successfully entered the private room.

"Okay, I said Jia Daji, you don't have to cry for this face. This thing in your hands may not be a disaster or a blessing." Looking at the reporter Jia, who looked like a trauma of pain, was like his parents who died, got what he wanted as he wished. Zheng Shuang, who was in a good mood, also kindly comforted him.

The accusing little eyes glanced at Zheng Shuang, looking at the two gadgets he had just taken back, reporter Jia really wanted to cry. The content in the recording pen was deleted, leaving the gadget in the box to record the things he had recorded before he could hear it. His front page headlines, his funds! His car, house, and money were gone... It's all like this, so let's mourn your huge losses!
Chapter completed!