An unexpected mistake caused Liangchen to leave the dinner party and drive around, not knowing where to go. Finally, he received a call from Rongrong and asked him to play cards. Thinking of the long night and returning home, his mind was filled with thoughts.
The scenery was so good that I simply accepted the appointment.
There were four people playing cards together, one of them was Mr. Huang, the husband of a good friend of Jing’s.
Liangchen knew about Jing Haohao's friend because he heard it from Jing Haohao's mouth when they were filling out the wedding invitations. Unfortunately, the wedding invitations were not sent out and their marriage fell through.
Jing Haohao's friend's name is... Fang Lu.
It turns out that I not only have a profound memory of her things, but also her friends.
Tonight, because of Jing Haohao's phone call, he was a little absent-minded and frequently made wrong cards. Among the four people, he lost.
He was playing a bit big, and the chips were thrown out of his hand like running water.
From beginning to end, Liangchen's eyes never blinked.
Among them, the one who won the most was the husband of Jing Haohao's friend. Maybe he was happy, but he also talked a bit too much. He gossiped about Haixin Company for some reason.
"Have you heard? Haixin Company signed a big contract with Japan a few days ago."
Haixin Company... This name seemed slightly familiar. Liangchen raised his head and paid attention. He remembered that it was the company that Jinghao was good at, and then he listened carefully while playing cards.
Calmly: "I am currently working in the business unit every day. The company can't lose as much money in a month as you do in a game of mahjong. How can I be in the mood to care about your good deeds?"
Mr. Huang: "What I said this time is really not a good thing, but a bad thing."
Another player playing cards, Mr. Zhang, asked: "Haixin Company has been developing well in the past few years. What bad things can happen?"
Mr. Huang raised his eyelids: "You don't know this, right? When Haixin Company signed a contract with a Japanese company, the contract amount was written incorrectly. One million was written as ten million."
Calmly: "Are you going to be so ridiculous? Does anyone else make such a low-level mistake?"
Mr. Huang: “It’s really that nonsense.”
Mr. Zhang: "Then how will Lao Chen handle this matter? He has paid nine million in compensation, which is a bit large."
Mr. Huang: "How can we deal with it? Let the person who made the mistake pay compensation. I guess we won't be able to get the money out. If we do get it out, who will still work in that class? At most, we will serve a sentence to relieve our anger, and then we will admit our misfortune."
Mr. Zhang shook his head with some pity: "Well, Lao Chen's work this year has been in vain, but Lao Chen is so face-saving, how could he tell this matter out, instead of making it clear to his opponents?"
Mr. Huang: "Lao Chen said that. The person who happened to be the one who caused such a big scandal was a friend of my wife. He asked my wife to borrow nine million, and I only found out about it."
Liangchen paused slightly as he touched the cards, raised his eyelids, glanced at Mr. Huang, as if he was very interested in their gossip, and asked casually: "Did you borrow the money?"
Mr. Huang: "I didn't borrow it. I'm not running a charity. It's such a big amount."
Mr. Zhang: "Fortunately I didn't borrow it. If I borrowed it, I wouldn't be able to get it back."
…
A few people were still chatting away, but Liangchen couldn't listen to a word.
