After waiting for another five minutes, a young man walked out in a hurry, and he politely apologized as he walked: "I'm sorry, our president has something to do, and now I'll handle it on my behalf." ”

Fang Yaping looked at the young man suspiciously: "You handle it on your behalf, who are you?" ”

"Oh, I'm the director of the finance department." The man stretched out his hand and shook Jingchen simply, "It's authorized by the president, please rest assured." Ah, I'm sorry I'll look at the contract again. ”

Fang Yaping was still a little skeptical, but looking at this young man, he was polite and experienced, and he didn't say anything more.

But Jingchen couldn't sit still, he was twisting around on the stool as if his butt was on fire, as if a police officer would come and arrest him if he stayed for a second longer.

Jingchen said impatiently: "Why are you all so grinding, if you want to sign it, sign it quickly, if you can't do it, I'll change places!" ”

The young man on the other side smiled mildly and said, "Okay, since Mr. Jing is in a hurry, then I won't waste time, do you want cash or check?" ”

When Jingchen heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Of course I want cash!" ”

The man nodded slightly, "It just so happens that we are ready too." ”

As soon as the young man finished speaking, a man walked in with a few suitcases.

I saw that the man was slender and imposing, even if he was pushing the suitcase, every step was like being on the catwalk.

It's just this shape - how can it be so familiar!

As soon as the person pushing the suitcase came in, the financial director immediately stood up, lowered his head and said, "Mr. Jing." ”

Fang Yaping and Jing Chen seemed to have been lit under the stool, and stood up with a "whoosh": "Mr. Jing, which Mr. Jing?!" ”

The man slowly took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of narrow phoenix eyes, and he chuckled: "We met again so soon, my brother." ”

Jingchen's face instantly became the same color as the whitewashed wall of the conference room, and Fang Yaping also retreated again and again in horror, almost hitting the wall, as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but a demon who came to ask for his life.

The person who claimed to be the chief financial officer just now didn't seem to see everything that was happening in the conference room, and just bowed from Jing Yihong and withdrew.

"What are you doing here!" Jingchen trembled with fright, and said with trembling lips.

"Wasn't it very spiney on the phone yesterday? Why are you afraid of this now? Jing Yihong pursed his lips, with mockery in his eyes, and took out a Swiss Army knife from behind his waist, "What am I doing here?" Of course I'm here to kill you. ”

"Murder ......" Jingchen even dilated his pupils, "Murder is a crime!" ”

"So you know about breaking the law." Jing Yihong sneered and shook the knife.

Fang Yaping was also frightened enough just now, and when she saw Jing Yihong's knife, she still bravely rushed forward to protect Jing Chen and said, "If you want to kill, kill me, I came up with all the ideas, and I also found the people!" ”

Jing Yihong sneered, but no smile reached the bottom of his eyes, and his eyes were full of hatred: "What a deep love for calves, I was almost moved." ”

Jingchen shrank behind Fang Yaping, and even pushed Fang Yaping forward, greedy for life and afraid of death, and said, "That's right!" She's looking for it! I'm just in charge of intimidation! ”

"What else?" Jing Yihong didn't look at them this time, his eyes glanced aimlessly at the conference room, "Jing Zhiyong's bedside documents and company seals were also stolen by you?" "Pippi Reading.com

Even though Jing Yihong didn't look at them, Fang Yaping and Jing Chen still felt the cold light in his eyes.

They trembled with fear, as if the cold light would turn into a physical blade and stick at them.

Jingchen shook his head: "No, that's what we asked Assistant Liao to copy!" ”

Listening to Jing Chen's words, Jing Yihong put away the knife with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "Sure enough, I am a thief, I am the only one, I will scare you like this, I know everything." ”

Hearing this, Jing Chen and Fang Yaping glanced at each other, and the faces of the two people, which were originally pale because of worry, instantly turned into annoyed and angry expressions.

Jing Chen shouted: "Jing Yihong, don't go too far!" I put Ruan Qianya on your face yesterday, and you actually came to take revenge today! ”

It's good that he didn't mention Ruan Qianya, but when he mentioned Ruan Qianya, Jing Yihong's face became a little gloomy: "Did you let her go?" She escaped on her own! You know what you want to do at that time! I did a lot of stupid things, and I was embarrassed to come and ask for credit! ”

Jing Chen's words were choked back, he opened his mouth wide and looked at Jing Yihong, so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

"Alright, it's almost done!" The door of the conference room slowly opened, and Ruan Qianya walked in pushing Jing Zhiyong's wheelchair.

"Why are you ......" Jing Chen looked at Jing Zhiyong in surprise, as if he didn't believe that he would appear here.

Jing Zhiyong raised his wrinkled eyelids: "Isn't it unexpected?" I'm an old immortal who can still get out of the hospital and come here. ”

Although he was not young before, he at least had energy, but now because of the torture of long-term illness, Jing Zhiyong's eyes are cloudy, wrinkles are all over his cheeks, and the whole person has a tired appearance.

Jingchen's face changed for a long time, and then Shengsheng squeezed out an ugly smile from his facial features: "Dad, I didn't mean that, I'm happy for you that your body is getting better." ”

Jing Zhiyong didn't speak, his eyes looked at the contract on the table: "I actually thought about giving you Jing's at the beginning, I really didn't expect you to wait so much and want me to die early." ”

"No, Dad, I didn't ......" Jingchen hurriedly stepped forward, and tried to pretend to be a filial son who loves each other and loves each other.

Jing Yihong threw a cold look over, nailed him to the spot, and didn't dare to take a step forward.

Fang Yaping saw that things were irreparable, tears fell instantly, and she knelt on the ground with soft knees: "Zhiyong, a husband and wife for a hundred days, it was me and Jingchen who came up with this method when we were confused, and at this point, you can let Jingchen go for my sake!" ”

"Mom!" Jingchen immediately turned his head and pulled Fang Yaping up from the ground.

The two of them supported each other, looking like poor ghosts at the end of their rope, waiting for the scenery to fall.

Jing Yihong watched coldly for a long time, and said coldly: "Jingchen don't act, when Fang Yaping stood up for you just now, I didn't see how deep the mother-son relationship between the two of you was." ”

Jing Chen's face was blue and white for a while when Jing Yihong said, but in this case, he didn't dare to refute it with a hard mouth.

Jing Zhiyong grabbed the wheelchair and forced himself to pose as the former president of Jing's: "From the time you bought Assistant Liao and planned to kill me, did you ever think that there would be this moment?!" ”

Before, Jing Yihong went to the hospital to pick up Jing Zhiyong first, and put the evidence he collected in front of him that Jingchen bought off his assistant.

The overwhelming material confirmed his suspicions at the time.