Chapter 6 It depends on whether you are good or not
Chapter 6 It depends on whether you are good or not
Author: diarrhea
Chapter 6 It depends on whether you are good or not
Two days later, Jian Zhiyan took the cheat sheet carefully prepared by Song Ange to the headquarters of Jinjing Group.
The Jian family is a long-established wealthy family in the city. They founded the Jinjing Group, which has been glorious for decades. Unfortunately, ten years ago, his father Jian Bozhang died in a car accident. Two uncles fought for property. The Jian family was in turmoil for several years and almost lost all its ancestral business.
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Later, Jian Zhilei, who was still twenty years old, couldn't stand it any longer, so he led his own Yinshan Capital to intervene forcefully to turn the tide and leave the last bit of dignity to the Jian family.
Therefore, Jinjing Group is ostensibly a family business, but its actual controller is Jian Zhilei.
The whole legal department was flattered that this powerful boss could come to observe the department meeting, but they didn't know that the president of Zhongjun Group was also here.
What a luxurious lineup this is.
The head of the legal department, surnamed Fan, cautiously introduced the case to everyone, and then spoke to Jian Zhiyan very politely.
"What advice does Lawyer Jian have?"
Jian Zhiyan showed even more humility, "I don't dare to take high opinions seriously. I read the files in advance and prepared some plans. I discussed them with everyone and asked my seniors for advice."
Lawyer Fan looked enthusiastic, "That's great! Let's ask Lawyer Jian to talk about it."
Song Ange's cheat sheet was very detailed. Jian Zhiyan turned on the computer and was about to read from it.
Lu Yin spoke slowly from the side: "Endless internal discussions are a waste of time. Since Lawyer Jian already has a plan, why not hold a three-party meeting and let's go directly to the negotiation table and talk to the plaintiff?"
Jian Zhiyan's breath froze.
The next second, Jian Zhilei nodded and said, "Okay, this is more efficient. I have a meeting in the afternoon."
Jian Zhiyan and Lu Yin were sitting opposite each other. When she raised her eyes, she found that Lu Yin was also looking at her. The two of them were not looking at each other, but there was a consensus in their eyes that you knew and I knew.
Reading cheat sheets and real negotiations are two completely different things. It's like going to the battlefield. There are Gatlings per person, but she is the only one holding a water gun.
This is not about dying on the spot.
The internal meeting was changed to an external meeting. The big boss gave the order and everyone got into action. They prepared documents, notified the other party to go online, and set up the conference software. Everyone was busy for a while.
Soon, the avatar icons lit up one by one on the big screen, people in the virtual meeting room gradually arrived, and negotiations would begin at any time.
Jian Zhiyan's nerves were stretched to the extreme and her mind went blank.
The instinct of not wanting the society to die made her think again that she might as well confess. At this moment, a prompt popped up on the screen. It turned out that the software version was too old, causing the lag.
The secretary was embarrassed, said sorry, and then downloaded the software again.
In an instant, Jian Zhiyan saw hope. She stood up, said, "I'll go to the bathroom first," and escaped from the conference room.
The office outside was all partitioned by glass, and men and women could clearly see the comings and goings. The ever-present tension did not disappear.
Jian Zhiyan steadied herself, avoided the eyes and ears, and ducked into the bathroom. Finally, she casually placed the maintenance sign at the door.
When he had to go to the toilet, the only reinforcement he could call was Song Ange. No matter what time it was in the United States, Jian Zhiyan called him.
After ringing for a while, a vague female voice finally came from over there.
"Miss, do you know-"
"Help, help, I may be done playing."
Song Ange reacted and was surprised: "That shouldn't be the case. The plan I gave you won't make it possible for you to survive even a day?"
"It's not about the plan. It's because I'm going to negotiate now and I need all-round support."
"ha?"
Comprehensive support, what kind of support is it?
Song Ange thought for a long time and said, "Then... show me your internal plan first."
"good."
Jian Zhiyan was prepared, hung up the phone, flattened the A4 paper he brought out, placed it next to the sink, and pointed it at the phone.
Just as I was about to take a photo, I heard someone behind me say——
"The first rule of law is to be strict with your words. You will not leak the contents of today's meeting."
Jian Zhiyan stood in front of the mirror. When she looked up, she saw Lu Yin standing behind her, looking at her quietly.
But she didn't turn around immediately, and even put away her phone with a careless look.
"Will Mr. Lu leak what he saw today to my brother?"
"Then it depends on whether you are good or not."
Lu Yin held his pocket with one hand and walked over with long legs. Without even looking at her, he put his hand under the faucet and rinsed slowly.
Both of them are tall and tall, standing side by side in front of the mirror, a scumbag and a beautiful woman in the same frame, and they match each other indescribably well.
But Jian Zhiyan had no time to appreciate it. She moved her jaw, suppressed her anger, and asked, "What do you want?"
"I don't want to do anything."
"What if you don't want to do it?"
The tongue-twisting conversation made Lu Yin smile slightly and look at her, "Why do you think I have any ill intentions towards you?"
Jian Zhiyan pursed her lips and cursed in her heart: This is not malicious, what is malicious.
She didn't want to fight with him, so she just didn't speak.
Silence condensed in the air. After a while, Lu Yin finished washing his hands and wiped them with a piece of paper. He glanced at her from the corner of his eye and asked slowly.
"What major did you major in?"
Jian Zhiyan thought for a moment and was about to speak.
Lu Yin warned, "Think carefully before you speak. Some lies can be hidden, and some... may be revealed in the next second."
Jian Zhiyan's calm expression finally had a hint of darkness. Lies will always be lies, and there will always be times when they can't be contained.
After thinking about it for a long time, she had to admit: "I study performing arts."
Lu Yin: "Your brother doesn't know?"
Jian Zhiyan no longer resisted and said truthfully: "He doesn't know yet."
At this time, Assistant Liu called and asked where Jian Zhiyan was.
He said, "The meeting is about to start. Mr. Jian means that you will preside over the negotiations. Please come back as soon as possible."
"I'll come right away."
Jian Zhiyan hung up the phone.
She was a little frustrated, took a deep breath, spread her hands, and told Lu Yin.
"This time you are satisfied. In five minutes, even if you don't say anything, my brother will know."
Jian Zhiyan picked up the A4 paper, turned around and walked back. When he passed by Lu Yin, his wrist was suddenly grabbed.
The coldness of the man's fingertips and the warmth of his palms, mixed with the sudden aggression, startled Jian Zhiyan. She first lowered her head, glanced at the place where their bodies were in contact, and then looked at the owner of the hand with a look of astonishment.
Under the soft light, the corners of Lu Yin's mouth were just right, his deep facial features cast a light shadow, and the tiny glow in his eyes was somewhere between gentleness and schadenfreude.
"Actually, it's very easy to hide it from your brother. You don't need to ask for help outside the court." Lu Yin said.
"Really?" Jian Zhiyan took out her hand, raised the corners of her lips, and said sarcastically: "I don't mean I don't need help outside the venue. Is there anyone inside the venue willing to help me?"