Wang Jingye's eyes had fallen on the business card.
President of Jinqing Investment Company, Li Jin.
A very simple business card is completely different from other people who have a slightly more than a little title and wish they could even write the name of the Women Director.
Li Jin's business card only has this title, below is the name, mobile phone number and office landline.
Staring at the business card in his hand, Wang Jingye fell into deep thought.
He always felt that the names of Jin Qing and Li Jin were very familiar, so familiar that he seemed to hear people talk about them every day recently, but he just couldn't remember what it was and who heard it from.
After a while, the insurance company that Li Jin had notified before had arrived at the scene.
Although Li Jin didn't know which insurance company Li Songci car was insured, it shouldn't be a big problem to ask the other party to investigate the site to determine the damage, so Li Jin contacted his Bentley insurance company, PICC.
The boss of PICC knew that there was an accident in Li Jin's car, so he ran out in a hurry and rushed out with people all the way.
When he arrived at the scene, he didn't even have time to breathe evenly, so he hurried to Li Jin and said respectfully: "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, the road is too congested, so I'm late."
Li Jin smiled and said, "It's okay, look at this accident. The owner of this Audi is my friend. I will simply determine the damage. If it is not underwriting it by your insurance company, I will ask someone to go through the procedures later."
The boss of PICC hurriedly patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Mr. Li, your business is just a word. Whatever underwriting or not is a trivial matter."
"Are you the general manager of the People's Bank of China?"
Wang Jingye's voice came, and the boss of PICC noticed others only.
He obviously knew Wang Jingye, and he smiled and said in an official voice: "Isn't this Mr. Wang? It's been a long time since I saw you."
Wang Jingye saw with his own eyes that the boss of the PICC had been so respectful to Li Jin that he was almost lying on the ground. He felt agitation in his heart and couldn't help but ask, "Do you know him?"
"Who doesn't know Mr. Li of Jin Qing, Southeast Province?"
The PICC boss said with a look of course. After saying that, he suddenly came to his senses, "It's not that there was an accident in your car, right?"
Looking at the way the head of the People's Bank of China saw a ghost, Wang Jingye tightened his hand holding the business card and said, "It's my brother's car."
The head of the People's Bank of China twitched his lips and looked back at Li Jin subconsciously. When he saw Li Jin looking at him with a smile, he hurriedly stood up straight, almost surviving instinct to take several steps back, and tied with the two brothers Wang Jingye.
Open the distance.
"You are crazy, you even dare to touch Mr. Li's friend's car." The People's Bank of China scolded with a serious look on his face.
Wang Liye said unhappily: "It's this bitch who rear-end me!"
At this time, Wang Jingye, who had already noticed something was wrong, glared at Wang Liye and said in a low voice: "Can't you fucking your mouth clean?"
Wang Liye looked aggrieved and wanted to say something but dared not speak.
When the head of the People's Bank of China saw Wang Liye with a bloody face, he felt that this was not simple. He didn't want to get involved and said, "I'll go and see the scene."
After saying that, he turned around and walked to the two cars.
As the boss, he could not inspect the scene. These things were all his work, but compared to the Shura field, the boss of the People's Bank of China still felt that the two cars were gentler and cute.
The more Wang Jingye thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. He glanced at Li Jin, took the initiative to walk to the head of the People's Insurance Regulatory Commission and whispered: "Tell me the truth, what is the other party's origin?"