Hiding something?

These things didn't seem to be handled in front of Bing'er, why did Ning Bing'er know?

Hearing this, Ning Guowei raised his head in horror, his eyes were full of fear and doubt that he couldn't hide, this daughter existed like a god, and what she knew became more and more frightening.

"Let's not quarrel first, I'll show you those letters when I get home, go, invite the two people outside the door in!" Ning Guowei looked at his daughter with a tired face, he was tired, really tired.

How much education and quality is contained in the word "please", perhaps this is also the reason why Ning Guowei runs the company so well.

His father's Confucian way of businessman organically combined the "benevolence, righteousness and morality" of "Confucianism" with the deceit of "business warfare", which not only had the morality and intelligence of Confucianism, but also the wealth and success of businessmen, and was a model of Confucianism and an elite in the business world.

The personal cultivation, honest management, high cultural quality, attention to cooperation, and strong sense of responsibility that can be seen in the father from time to time are also the essence of Confucian businessmen respected by the modern business model.

Although she was a little angry just now, seeing the flashes on her father's body, Ning Bing'er was still subconsciously stunned for half a second, and then asked puzzledly, "Dad, do you have a way to deal with it?"

Although as soon as the words came out, she felt that this was a kind of suspicion and distrust, which would only make her father hate herself, but Ning Bing'er didn't see the slightest impatience in her father's eyes, she just smiled faintly, the smile was very loving and friendly, and there was no far-fetched and reckless performance at all.

I saw Ning Guowei waving his hand and motioning for Ning Bing'er to call someone.

Although she was unwilling to look back at her father in disbelief, Ning Bing'er still wanted to see what tricks her father had to take away these two declining gods?

The corridor of the VIP ward is never superfluous with idle people waiting and lingering, and it is always surprisingly quiet, but today because of the dispute just now, and the two door gods guarding the door, there are always good people staying and watching from time to time, and even the little nurse is more diligent than the original, and wants to join in the fun.

Walking to the door and glancing at the two men pretending to be safe, Ning Bing'er said coldly, "Come in." ”

Hearing Ning Bing'er's footsteps getting closer and closer, the two men outside the door nervously buckled the support beam waiting below, their whole bodies were tense, and they were about to hold their breathing, not daring to be as cautious as the woman who came.

Hearing the woman's order to let them in, the two men took a look, and after seeing the beads of sweat on each other's foreheads in surprise, they turned relaxed and got up, and followed Ning Bing'er in.

This is human nature, the king of strong clothes who are riveting their strength, when they see that the other party is equal to their own strength, their tense nerves will immediately relax.

"Mr. Ning. ”

"Mr. Ning!"

Seeing the two of them in front of him, Ning Guowei couldn't bear to whisper: "Let the two of you wait for a long time, please take a seat." ”

As he spoke, he stretched out a hand, pointed to the sofa in the living room and invited the two of them to sit down, Ning Guowei had a quiet smile on his face, this is the profundity of maturity after the accumulation of years, or it may be the city government in the adult world.

When the two men heard the invitation to sit down, they glanced at Ning Bing'er on the side with palpitations, and saw their daughter sitting on the stool leisurely and relaxedly, not caring whether they were standing or sitting, and they didn't care.

In fact, Ning Bing'er had already seen the ridiculous two, and in order to reduce their fear, she pretended not to care about them.

"Mr. Ning!" The middle-aged man sat down, anxiously wanting to ask, once again turned his head to look at Ning Bing'er's serious little face, swallowed back what he wanted to say, and waited for Ning Guowei to speak.

"Lao Jin, after so many years of getting along, you know my personality, I won't play so many false fames, there is one to say one, there is two to say, and I will never let go of empty guns and yellow accents, right?" Ning Guowei looked at the middle-aged man and said.

The tone was gentle, the tone was steady, and every word was sincere and moving as if it came from the bottom of his heart, while Ning Guowei's old face, which was full of tiredness and vicissitudes, looked more calm and real, without a little exaggeration and boasting.

"Lao Ning, don't say it, I know your difficulties, but I can't help it, otherwise I won't come. Lao Jin looked at Ning Guowei with an embarrassed expression and said helplessly.

"Know, understand, understand, understand. Ning Guowei said as he turned to Ning Bing'er and said lightly: "Bing'er, take the contract." ”

Ning Bing'er, who was sitting on the sofa with nothing to do, heard her father's call, reacted quickly, stood up, took the contract from the hospital bed, and handed it to her father.

"Lao Jin, I read the contract, and the thirty percent advance payment is 100,000, right?" Ning Guowei's tone was soft, his tone was still gentle, and his posture was very open, which was the most important trait of a Confucian businessman.

"Yes!" After speaking, Lao Jin lowered his head a little ashamedly, not daring to look at the man in the wheelchair.

"Oh yes, I also read your contract, young man, what's your name?" Ning Guowei looked like an old man caring about the child, and talked to him sincerely.

"Peng Peng. Peng Peng said calmly and resolutely.

did not flinch, nor was he afraid, looking directly at Ning Guowei, a kind and kind old man, at this time Ning Guowei was a kind old man in his eyes, although he was sick, but his demeanor was still the same, and he did not degrade and dissipate at all.

"Peng Peng, we owe your company 150,000 yuan, right?" Ning Guowei glanced at the contract and said calmly.

"Yes, Mr. Ning!" Peng Peng's tone was very resolute, as if he was confirming, and it was also like a warning, without any compromise in it.

"Look, I still have 80,000 yuan in cash in my hand, and this is what I took out of my medical fund, do you think who to give it first, or how do you want to divide it?" Ning Guowei said this, and he didn't feel ashamed and looked at the two people in front of him.

"Dad, are you no longer a doctor?" Ning Bing'er stood up in surprise and asked loudly.

"Bing'er, don't interrupt!" Ning Guowei turned his head and warned lovingly, but the smile on his face was still very shallow, which made people feel comfortable, which was the smile that a father should have.

"Mr. Ning, look at ......" Lao Jin's urgency can never be changed, he blushed anxiously, stood up nervously, and nervously wanted to say something, but held back again.

"No one can take this medical fund, what money do you use to see a doctor?" Ning Bing'er stopped loudly, she didn't want to watch her father continue to sit in a wheelchair, his condition had improved a lot, why should he stop?

Ning Bing'er was unwilling, and it was impossible for this to happen.

"Mr. Ning, you are thinking of a way, my company has been unable to pay wages for several months, and it can't be dragged on like this, it will kill you." Lao Jin was about to cry, and he looked at his head in frustration and said helplessly.

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