Jiang Yirao ignored him and sneered secretly: If it is not my turn to be a widow, you will be sent to prison by my own hands.

The smugness on Jing Miaocun's face had not yet subsided, he lowered his eyelids and quietly glanced at her, seeing that she was no longer talking to himself, he thought she was frightened.

He still turned around kindly, and said with a little joking: "But don't worry, I won't let you be widowed, after all, I will live well." ”

She calmed down, but still retorted: "Jing Xuancun, I don't want to marry you." ”

"You don't want to marry me, you still want to follow me, do you want to be my secret lover for life?"

She almost forgot that she had cheekily pasted it in the first place.

……

"Don't think about it, I just don't want to marry a woman I don't trust." Jing Miaocun responded in a deep voice, without even looking at her, and the muscles on her face tightened.

——

After Lin Hui drove the car over, he said something to Jing Miaocun, and Jing Miaocun got into the car first and sat in the seat closest to him.

He saw Jiang Yirao standing still for a long time, and then asked, "Do you want to go home first or go to the company with me?" ”

Jiang Yirao replied funny: "It's all right." ”

Jing Miaocun was still thinking about letting her take a taxi back by herself, and when she was about to close the car door, Lin Hui in the front row couldn't stand it, he turned his head and whispered: "Boss, why can't you let Miss Jiang go back by herself, it's windy outside, and Miss Jiang is a public figure, you didn't see anyone secretly taking pictures." ”

After being reminded by Lin Hui like this, he reacted, and said to Jiang Yirao a little numbly: "Get in the car." ”

After saying that, he was going to move inside, but who knew that Jiang Yirao came up from another door directly bypassing the back.

When Jiang Yirao closed the car door, he pushed it almost with emotion, and then straightened his messy hair and didn't speak.

Along the way, Jing Miaocun used the excuse of looking at the road signs, and from time to time accosted Jiang Yirao next to her for a word or two, but she kept her face cold, leaned on the seat, and kept looking out the window, and she didn't know whether she was distracted or thinking about something.

For the first time, Jing Miaocun felt that women were really a trouble, and he didn't know how to provoke them, so he could throw you face.

He scratched his head irritably, but seeing that the company was approaching, he didn't think about her anymore.

Instead, he wondered in his heart whether Huang Duo's intention would be the same as he expected in advance.

But eight or nine are not far from ten, and he has self-confidence.

*

This is the second time Jiang Yirao has come to his company with Jing Miaocun, Jiangning Jingshi Group, which has a huge momentum, with thousands of employees alone, a total of 47 floors.

Last year, Jiangning's overall economic growth was 13.5 percent, of which 5 percent came from the tax profits provided by Jingshi Group.

She felt that it was impossible for Jing Miaocun to make such a large amount of money with investment projects alone, why did Jing quickly acquire other companies of the same type in just two years, and these companies also willingly signed contracts to make Jing a major shareholder. Just like the tobacco factory founded by my father, which is the largest cigarette group in HongKong, why was it found that there was a problem with production, and why was it found in the factory that there was something to make ice D.

And coincidentally, the person who took his father away was - Jing Miaocun, who was Jing Miaocun at that time, and was the eldest son of Jing's family, another tobacco factory.

As soon as Jing Miaocun arrived at the company, he took the initiative to take Jiang Yirao's hand, not only the eyes of the employees, but also walked into the elevator and pressed the 46th floor.

He only spoke after entering the elevator: "There is an emergency meeting in a while, and it just so happens that Secretary Wen is on leave today, so you can help me remember some things first." ”

Before she could agree, the elevator opened here, and he strode out and asked Lin Hui to lead her to get the computer and pen and paper.

Then she followed Lin Hui and stepped into this spacious conference room for the first time, she didn't know any of the people sitting there, but because she entered through the back door, she quietly sat in the last position, and no one noticed her.

Lin Hui whispered to her: "Miss Jiang will sit down first, and just record it later." ”

Jiang Yirao hummed, and Lin Hui retreated and gently closed the back door.

Although she was in the back, she could clearly see the main seat that only belonged to him.

Jiang Yirao raised his wrist and looked at the time, about ten minutes had passed, and the set seemed to be quiet and weird.

Everyone focused on the position of the executive director, Jing Miaocun put one hand on the swivel chair, his face was solemn, but he didn't mean to speak.

Obviously, they were waiting for someone.

The tense atmosphere in the conference room made most people's breathing gradually weaker.

Suddenly, a message prompt sounded, and even the faint vibration sound was particularly harsh.

Everyone turned their eyes away from the back row, Jiang Yirao hurriedly turned off his mobile phone, and his palms broke out in a cold sweat.

In this embarrassing atmosphere, a sentence finally came from the door: "Look, there is something delayed on the road again." ”