"Xiao Feng, please arrange to buy some first-class tickets. I will return to Beijing in the evening. The time will be around 10 p.m."
After Jing Gao finished calling Wei Minjun on the second floor, he came downstairs and saw his young assistant Feng Wan and Zheng Huan sitting in the living room with Ling Chuqing.
"Oh, okay, Mr. Jing." Feng Wan quickly stood up and agreed. She was wearing a white shirt and a black skirt that covered her hips. Her legs were round and her curves were up and down. It was a very classic OL outfit, and she looked mature and sexy.
young woman.
Ling Chuqing also stood up, with doubts in her dark, starry eyes, and said in a considerate and warm voice: "Xiaojing, why don't you come to my house for dinner tonight? I'll tell my parents."
She knew that Jing Gao was rushing back to the capital to deal with related matters.
During tonight's meal, her father probably had to communicate with Xiaojing in person about work matters. And her mother also wanted to thank Xiaojing for taking care of her. However, what her mother didn't know was that she and Xiaojing...
Jing Gao smiled at Ling Chuqing, gently hugged her soft waist, and said, "We still have to have dinner. It's rare for our dad to find time to go home for dinner."
Ling Chuqing couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly at the sound of "our dad", and gently leaned on Jing Gao's shoulder, saying: "Xiao Jing, you still have the heart to joke with me, it seems the problem is not serious?"
Jing Gao gently stroked the black and smooth hair beside her ear, lightly touched her auricle, and said in a deep voice: "I just found a channel through which we can convey the message. I'll wait until I meet her tonight to discuss the details. We'll see how the conversation goes.
How about it."
"Yes." Ling Chuqing nodded gently, as if feeling his pressure, and watched the light rain in the courtyard with Jing Gao in the living room. The hot emotions and love also settled down. Being by his side was peace and joy.
Beijing.
In the office of the president of Evergreen Group, Yao Shengming motioned to the three executives who had come to report on their work to go out first. He waited for a moment before answering the call from Feng Xuehua, with an expression that said, "Feng Xuehua, I don't know anything."
sister"
Feng Xuehua was in a very low mood. She had just received a call from her father. Her father did not scold her directly, but said coldly in a tone of hatred: "Xuehua, what are you doing? Don't you want to live a good life?"
Cherish it. Pack it up and fly to the United States immediately tonight." But in her heart, she would rather her father scolded her like he did before.
Scolding her means that you will still take care of her and treat her as your daughter. But now, it means that you are deeply disappointed in her. Once you send her abroad, you will pay her monthly living expenses and then no longer care about her, leaving her to fend for herself.
destroy.
"Mr. Yao, are you interested in taking over Shuyun Club? I will give you the remaining 70% of the equity at a cheap price."
A smile appeared on Yao Shengming's lips, and he said deliberately: "Sister Feng, what are you doing at the Book Selling Cloud Club?"
Feng Xuehua wanted to die in shame and anger, but she really didn't know how to explain the reason. She was so confused that she couldn't tell whether Yao Shengming did it on purpose or if he really didn't know what happened in the magic city.
"Well, I need money urgently." Feng Xuehua hesitated and said with difficulty. Among the friends she knew, the only one who could come up with a huge sum of money in a short time was Yao Shengming. Zhong Yulan and others could not.
Yao Shengming sneered in his heart, full of sarcasm.
He had long been unaware of the pretentiousness, and he couldn't stand the ambitious and stupid Feng Xuehua. If it weren't for her husband's sake, would he, a thirty-six-year-old man, call a thirty-one-year-old woman "sister"?
"Sister Feng, I'm sorry, I'm a little tight on money now. Mr. Jing recently had a big fight with the Li family in Hong Kong Island, and I also invested a sum of money in Jiuge Capital's fund to show support. If you need it urgently, I'll transfer it to you. 1 million for you."
Feng Xuehua's face turned red and she gritted her teeth. Are you sending the beggar away? But she couldn't fall out with Yao Shengming at this moment. "No, thank you." She said and hung up the phone.
Yao Shengming chuckled. Feng Xuehua probably never thought until his death that it was him who "arranged" Shen Ran. Haha! He also borrowed Zhou Mingyang's "creative ideas".
After thinking for a while, Yao Shengming looked at his watch. It was already 5:51 in the afternoon. The bright summer sunset was shining slantingly on the glass curtain of Evergreen Building, reflecting a golden light.
He took his mobile phone and called Jing Gao, "Mr. Jing, are you busy? Feng Xuehua just called me. She wants to sell her shares in Shuyun Club at a low price."
Jing Gaozheng and Ling Chuqing took a car to the X family compound in Jinling City and said, "The shares in her hands are held on behalf of Jiang Pu, the boss of Chenyang Group."
"Yes."
In his heart, Jing Gao actually didn't care about the final ownership of Shuyun Club, which was worth about 2 billion, although he owned 30% of the shares of Shuyun Club. He asked: "Mr. Yao, you and Feng Xuehua have always had a good relationship. Please tell me. , what is going on today?”
Yao Shengming didn't want to reveal in front of Jing Gao that he did this. Although he was known as Mr. Jing's number one guy outside, what did Jing Gao think of him in his heart? He wasn't sure. Jing Gao. People have treacherous thoughts, and their attacks are swift, dark and ruthless.
"Haha, Mr. Jing, how could Feng Xuehua tell me about such a private matter? Let me tell you, this is a good thing. Feng Xuehua has always had a problem with you in her heart. She is definitely doomed this time. No man can tolerate cuckoldry?"
"What a good thing!" Jing Gao said angrily: "Feng Xuehua is just a small character, so what if she has an opinion against me? There are so many people in the business world who have an opinion against me! Now a big blame falls on me. Go up. Please note that Wei Wenjian is not someone to be trifled with."
Yao Shengming was a little uncomfortable with Jing Gao's sudden swear words, which showed that Jing Gao was under a lot of pressure now. Hehe. In fact, the rumors in the Magic City were so fierce that Zhou Mingyang might have added fuel to the flames.
Yao Shengming laughed twice and decisively changed the subject, "Mr. Jing, are you in the capital now? I have had contact with Wei Huandong from the Wei family. Do you want me to ask him to have a talk first?"
He had taken this into consideration when he "designed" Feng Xuehua. He wanted to get rid of Feng Xuehua, an unclear "partner", so as not to be dragged down by her. But he didn't want Jing Gao to suffer too much loss.
After all, his agreement with Zhou Mingyang is confidential. And now he is living a comfortable life under the big tree in Jinggao. At least his position as president of Evergreen Group is no longer precarious. Even the old men are a little bit fond of him.
You have to tolerate any small opinions.
Jing Gao refused and said, "I'm in Jinling. I'll wait for the evening flight back to the capital. Let's wait until I get back to the capital." He didn't mention that he had already called Wei Minjun.
After hanging up the phone, Yao Shengming thought for a while and called a friend from the civil aviation industry, "Shitou, please help me check what time Jinggao's flight is tonight in the civil aviation system."
"Okay. I'll send it to you via WeChat later."
"Thanks, Shitou. I'll treat you to a drink later." Yao Shengming said to his friend. After waiting for less than ten minutes, he received the news: Jing Gao was taking the 10:20 flight tonight from Jinling back to the capital.
Yao Shengming couldn't help frowning, sitting in the comfortable boss chair behind his desk, lost in thought. If Jing Gao was under great pressure, why did he have to wait 4 hours to return to the capital? Shouldn't he take the nearest flight back to the capital?
Contact the Wei family and resolve this crisis quickly? The recent flight from Jinling to Beijing is after 9 o'clock.
