Hearing Ning Bing'er's words, everyone glanced at each other, and then looked down at the contract and receipt in their hands, some people wanted to insist, but when they saw Ning Bing'er's cold and arrogant little face with murderous aura, they didn't dare to step forward and quietly collect the evidence in their hands, their eyes showed dissatisfaction, and they turned around and slowly walked out of the room.

Seeing the middle-aged woman in a gorgeous evening dress who was still arrogant and wanted to eat people's face, she suddenly changed her style, lowered her head obediently, and quietly walked out of the door, the delicate makeup was soaked with sweat, and the makeup that was spent looked very funny and funny, like a clown hooking her body out of the ward.

The others unwillingly glanced at the list in their hands again, and finally put away the list and gave Ning Bing'er's father and daughter a fierce look, which was both a warning and a provocation.

It's just that Ning Bing'er didn't take it seriously at all, and just quietly saw them off with the eyes of watching the show.

The man lying on the ground looked at the people who were slowly leaving, stood up, looked down at the contract, and seemed to be complaining in his obscure eyes, more like begging for mercy, he kept looking at Ning Bing'er, and then looked at Ning Guowei, but he didn't want to go.

After a few minutes of clearance, only this middle-aged man was reluctant to leave in the entire ward, and there was a thin young man who was unwilling to leave, their eyes were full of bitterness and sadness, and they looked at the father and daughter with bitterness and hatred.

"Bring me and show me the contract you have in hand. Ning Bing'er said coldly, with a hint of impatience and boredom in her tone.

When the two men heard Ning Bing'er's call, they walked over slowly and obediently, respectfully handed over the contract in their hands, lowered their heads, and didn't dare to look at Ning Bing'er's peerless beauty.

The original appearance of the country and the city was ruined by Ning Bing'er's self-destruction of the first impression of petite, charming, docile and cute.

It's just that the eldest brother who has just been beaten is a little miserable, not to mention the color on his face, his body is sore for a while, he can't straighten his waist, and he is also hunched when he hands over the contract, like a eunuch in the palace, carefully serving the emperor's favorite concubine.

After receiving the two contracts, Ning Bing'er subconsciously turned her head to look at her father, this sick man who has been silent and watched him deal with things, this has been working hard all his life, but in the end he ended up with such a situation, and he could only rely on a wheelchair to help him walk.

Who can experience such a sense of loss?

Ning Bing'er glanced at her father, just to get her father's affirmation, or to observe her father's attitude towards her handling of things, she didn't want to hurt her father's self-esteem because of this incident, let alone let her father get hurt.

With a hint of temptation, Ning Bing'er saw his affirmation and satisfaction with her from her father's eyes, nodded slightly, and gave Ning Bing'er great courage to continue interrogating.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Bing'er relaxed and pulled over the stool and began to read the contract they brought seriously.

One is a purchase and sale agreement handed over by a middle-aged man, and the other is a batch delivery contract handed over by a young man.

Looking at the two heavy contracts in my hands like a hot potato, it makes people anxious, after all, when I open the content inside, I really take care of my own losses, and what is even more annoying is that these two contracts are really signed by my father, as well as my father's seal.

Did these two contracts really come from my father's own signature?

Ning Bing'er looked up at the two cautious men in front of her again, she didn't dare to look at herself, she lowered her head, looked at her cautiously, looked at her with her eyes in her eyes, and immediately dodged, didn't dare to stay, and didn't dare to dig deeper, for fear that she would be killed by Brother Ning Tianbin and throw her body into the mountains and fields as a wolf, tiger and leopard.

"Dad, you carefully identify, is this your signature, and when did you sign it?" Ning Bing'er asked in a low voice, her tone full of disbelief and doubt.

Hearing Ning Bing'er's question, Ning Guowei lowered his head, carefully watched the two contracts, and the more he looked at it, the more his face became more and more confused, and he didn't even know how to describe his mood at this time.

He hadn't signed these two contracts at all, or he didn't know that there were these two contracts, but the handwriting on them was indeed his own autograph, and he himself was blindfolded, and he raised his head completely without knowing what was going on, and looked at Ning Bing'er cutely.

"Dad, did you sign it?" Ning Bing'er glanced at her father again in disbelief, clutching the contract in her hand tightly, she nervously waited for her father to say the answer in her heart.

Regardless of whether his father said that he signed it or someone else signed it on his behalf, Ning Bing'er had already thought of countermeasures.

"Yes, but I'm not impressed. Ning Guowei looked at his daughter a little overwhelmed and said, his dark eyes were full of confusion and thinking, and he filtered the strange things that had happened recently in his brain over and over again.

But he tried to break his head and didn't find anything suspicious happening.

"Mr. Ning, you can't do this, what should we do if you are like this? We are a small company, how can we compare with your big company, as the saying goes, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse, how many employees are still waiting for this money to pay salaries? How many families are waiting for this money to live? How many ......" The middle-aged man seemed to cry and express the grievances in his heart, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ning Bing'er.

"Okay, don't complain, we didn't say we wouldn't give you money, put away your poor statue, you both go out, and we'll discuss. Ning Bing'er said majestically, her expression was extremely cold, not at all like the calmness and maturity of a teenager, looking a little scared and distant.

"Mr. Ning, our contract is really ......" The middle-aged man still wanted to insist, but when he saw the fierceness and coldness in Ning Bing'er's eyes, he swallowed the words so frightened that he swallowed his stomach, looking like a little daughter-in-law seeing her in-laws being disliked.

"I call you to come in again, wait in peace, don't give me a shouting outside, or you will have good fruit to eat." Looking at the two men who walked out with resignation, Ning Bing'er glanced at them with disdain, and was no longer interested in staying on them for a second longer.

Looking at the quiet ward, Ning Bing'er squatted down and rested her head on her father's feet gently and cutely, very tame and well-behaved, like a cute little sheep waiting for her father's caresses.

And Ning Guowei gasped, raised his calloused hands in distress and touched Bing'er's silky and silky hair, sighed softly again, and said gently: "Bing'er, where have you been running for so long? Do you know that Dad is worried about you?"

Listening to her father's gasping sound, Ning Bing'er leaned on her father's feet with trembling hearts, and her hands also hugged her father's thin thighs, she wanted to hug her father well and find a little spiritual comfort from her father.

hugged it tightly and found that his father's legs were so thin that only skin and bones remained, and his originally strong father was gone.