Chapter 367, a woman's simple thinking!
Chapter 367, a woman's simple thinking!
"What? Admit defeat? What happened before was a misunderstanding? Hehe, isn't he very backbone? How did you get soft so quickly? - He will convince Ho to put our products back on the shelves and apologize for his previous actions - what now? How do I know what to do? Wait a minute, I'll discuss it with the old man. Yan Chenghuan hung up the phone with a smile on his face and walked quickly to his father's room.
His steps are brisk and casual, and his mood is happy, with a sense of pride in the chΕ«n wind.
Father Yan is holding the white son in one hand and the black son in the other hand playing chess with himself, the chess pieces on both sides are in the middle of the battle, and they also win and lose each other, and no one can help anyone.
It can be seen that although he has two hearts, he does not take sides. This is a man of great caution.
In these years, the brave and unscrupulous gangsters have been imprisoned. The scheming and uncourageous thugs were hacked to death. Those who are brave and resourceful have become entrepreneurs.
"Father. Good news. Yan Chenghuan sat opposite his father and said with a smile.
"It's settled?" Father Yan asked without raising his head. As he spoke, another sunspot fell on the dragon's eye.
"Solved." Yan Chenghuan said. "He threw in the towel."
"Throw in the towel?" Father Yan's hand stiffened, raised his head to look at Yan Chenghuan, and asked, "What does this mean?" β
"He was scared. When Samsung was about to kill him, he suddenly begged us for mercy. He said that as long as we let him go, he was willing to apologize to us for what happened before. And will persuade the He family to put our products back on the shelves, and explain to the media about the removal of our products - now, our problem is solved, and we don't have to worry about offending the He family. Yan Chenghuan said with a smile. I thought he was so brave. It turned out to be a timid guy as much as a mouse. β
"Bastard." Father Yan smashed the chess pieces in his hand into Yan Chenghuan's face and scolded angrily.
"Father-" Yan Chenghuan covered the smashed part and looked at his father suspiciously.
Did you do something wrong again?
"Don't you think you're wrong?" Father Yan looked at Yan Chenghuan coldly, and said with hatred that iron is not steel. "Chenghuan, you disappointed me too much."
"Father, isn't that the best way to solve the problem?" Yan Chenghuan said aggrievedly. "We didn't have to offend the He family to solve the problem. Isn't that exactly what we want? β
Father Yan laughed angrily, and said coldly: "You mean to say that we are going to let him go now." And then tell them that the previous incident was a misunderstanding, and that we had accidentally tied up the wrong person? Will he believe it? What would he do as if nothing had happened? β
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"Words are like water that is spilled out. Can it still be taken back? We've tied him up, and we've made a feud with the He family -- the best solution is to do him. And then shirk the blame - if the He family blames us, we will find a way to deal with the He family. He can't catch the evidence of our murder, and there is nothing he can do about us - what now? Didn't we let him go and tell everyone that we did it? β
"-So-I asked Samsung to do him?"
"Stupid. The phone calls have been called, and the conditions of the people have also been opened, isn't it more troublesome to do it again? β
"What does that father meanβ"
"I didn't know what to do. It's so troublesome for you to do such a simple thing. What a bastard. β
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There was a hurried knock on the door outside, and then the butler's voice came in, saying, "Master." Mr. He Ruoyu came to visit you. He was accompanied by a young lady surnamed Wenren. β
Yan Chenghuan's face changed suddenly, and he said, "They all came to the door." β
Jiang is still old and spicy, and Yan's father is much calmer than his son at this time. said, "I'll hold them back." You hurry up and get things done. β
"How?" Yan Chenghuan asked.
Syllable!
Father Yan slapped him again and scolded: "Of course I did him." Are you still going to invite him to supper? β
"Yes. I know how to do it. Yan Chenghuan left in embarrassment.
Father Yan pulled a towel and wiped his hands, then walked briskly outside.
When he walked out of the living room, He Ruoyu and Wenren Muyue were already waiting in the living room. They didn't take their seats, they all stood in the zhΕngyΔng position in the living room. The tea brought by the maid was steaming hot on the coffee table, and they didn't touch it.
It looks like it's menacing.
Yan Qingsong's face was full of smiles, and he arched his hand and said, "He Gongzi, you haven't been to the cold house for many years?" What is the wind that blows you today? β
"Old talk, let's not talk about the old days first." He Ruoyu waved his hand and said. "I have something I want to ask you. Do you know Qin Luo's whereabouts? β
"Qin Luo? Is that the gentleman who had a conflict with Cheng Huan? Alas, it is inevitable that there will be some conflicts among young people. I've already called Cheng Huan to reprimand him, and asked him to take my acupuncture bronze man over to apologize - you mean, what happened to that gentleman? Yan Qingsong asked with a surprised face, showing vividly.
"Give me people. I promise you all the conditions. Wen Ren Muyue, who was standing on the side, said coldly. Originally, Ma Yue didn't agree to let her come out, but she really couldn't rest assured. The gauze on his forehead had not been removed, so he had to wear a woolen hat to wrap it around it to avoid being attacked by the wind and cold.
"This young lady, what do you mean-do you think that I caught Mr. Qin? This is really wronging me. Conflicts between children, just let them solve them by themselves. I said that although Qingsong has a bad reputation, it has also been closed for many years. There's no need to get involved in this kind of thing, right? Besides, I know that Mr. Qin has a close relationship with the He family, and I will provoke the He family for this little thing? β
Yan Qingsong looked at He Ruoyu and advised seriously: "He Gongzi, you have to investigate." Don't be taken advantage of by some well-intentioned people. This matter really has nothing to do with us. β
He Ruoyu hesitated a little and looked back at Wenren Muyue.
To be honest, he really didn't think that the Yan family's father and son would dare to kidnap Qin Luo so riskily. Isn't this tantamount to a head-on conflict with their He family? Do they deserve it?
After listening to Yan Qingsong's words, he was indeed worried that he would be used by the enemy. You must know that countless people know that the He family took the lead in removing the products of the Lime Group. And the real inside story of this kind of thing, I believe that it can't be hidden from some people with intentions.
"I don't like to hear excuses." Wen Ren Muyue said. "I just want results. Give me people, and I promise you any conditions. β
"Miss, what evidence do you have to prove that we captured him? It's very difficult for me to say that. Yan Qingsong also looked a little angry, and said with a straight face.
"I have no proof. But I assume you did it. Wen Ren Muyue said a little domineeringly. My condition is that you hand over the people, and I promise you any conditions. There is a second way to go. The person I'm looking for is gone, and I'm doing everything I can to make you disappear from the face of the earth. Trust me, I can do it. β
"- You're threatening me?"
"You don't have to doubt that."
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He Ruoyu saw that the atmosphere was very embarrassing, so he said loudly and said, "Old Yan, there is something to discuss." Everything is discussed. That Mr. Qin was a very good friend of Miss Wenren. If it were in your hands, you would be able to release him, and we are very grateful. If you have any news from him, we'd be just as grateful to us β haha, we're all businessmen. You can make a price for anything. Right? β
"He Gongzi. If man is in my hand, you stand here. I will also give you this face and send people back to you. But it's true that people are not in my hands, and I really can't help it. Yan Qingsong said with a look of embarrassment.
"Looks like you've decided to kill someone." Wen Ren Muyue's eyes stared at Yan Qingsong.
Yan Qingsong's heart was slightly cold, and he was watched by this woman, scraping his face like a sharp knife. This woman's aura is so strong. However, he knew in his heart that she did have the capital to say such things.
"There is no word for the sin of yΓΉ and the crime. It wasn't our work in the first place. If you have to frame and plant dirt on us, Qingsong is helpless. Yan Qingsong said. At this point, there was no way back for him.
Hand over people at this time?
Joke. The He family had to sit on the charge of kidnapping.
"Let's go." Hearing this, Muyue turned around and walked out, not wanting to say more nonsense.
He Ruoyu smiled bitterly at this, and said to Yan Qingsong: "Old Yan, you can think about this matter again." If anyone is in your hand, give it back to us. When the situation develops to the worst, our He family will not be able to maintain neutrality. Everyone is a friend, and I don't want to be bad with each other. So, please be cautious. β
"He Gongzi, I have lived to this age. I know what to do and what not to do. Yan Qingsong nodded and said.
"Waiting for your good news." He Ruoyu nodded, and quickly chased after Wenren Muyue, who had already walked out of the compound.
He Ruoyu got into the luxury car and said to the expressionless Wenren Muyue: "What should we do now?" β
"There's only one way." Wen Ren Muyue looked at the luxurious small building outside and said.
"What's the solution?"
"I don't care what method you use, help me tie up Yan Chenghuan."
"Thisβ" He Ruoyu broke out in a cold sweat. This woman's mind is really ruthless. I'm not sure if someone else did it, and such an extreme method has been used.
"Retaliation should be put after the safety of the hostages is guaranteed." Hearing this, Muyue said coldly.
(PS: Dear friends, Lao Liu is inspired today and composed a poem, everyone will help me comment.)
"Blood Chrysanthemum": Blood, crimson. Drop by drop, ripple in the toilet bowl with a halo of water. It wasn't that someone blew up the chrysanthemum, just because I had hemorrhoids.