Gu Yingqing stood outside the empty elevator hall, she stroked her forehead, and her heart was full of frying.

She was afraid that this matter would cause trouble to Xu Anrong, and she was even more afraid that someone would see the payment on the card.

Looking left and right, seeing that there was no one around, I wanted to call him and scold him, but I was afraid that the wall would have ears, so I finally gave up.

Gu Yingqing took a long time to calm down, and was about to go back to the office when the phone rang again.

After glancing at the call, Gu Yingqing directly pushed open the door of the safe passage and entered the stairwell.

Answering the phone, she didn't say anything.

The silence on her side listened with interest for a long time, as if pervertedly savoring, the panic she was exposed to in the silence.

"If there's a fart, let it go." Gu Yingqing couldn't stand it, she would fall into a state of stress when she saw the word Zhao Jin now, or heard his voice, or even thought of him as a person.

You will tremble, you will want to vomit, and you will not be able to help but speak ill of each other.

Including recalling that in the bathroom of Zhao's house before, in order to stabilize him, she made a hasty plan to please him, and she was disgusted.

"Did you get the flowers?" Zhao Jin's voice chuckled.

Gu Yingqing can imagine that the face she once paid for the girl's heart is now full of insidious aspirations.

"I didn't look for you about Jin Yuyin, but you came to beg for it, right?"

Zhao Jin was unmoved at all, and only said slowly, "I just apologize to you for this, and by the way, congratulations on your ascension to the top of DXN."

I don't hear any apology or congratulations in this attitude.

Gu Yingqing knows very well that what Zhao Jin cares about most is the Zhao family's property and the shares in her hand.

"Are you congratulating, or are you afraid?" Gu Yingqing deliberately spoke in a very low voice, afraid that there would be ears behind the door.

Zhao Jin was afraid that she would win Xu Anrong's trust, and that she would be sheltered and no longer threatened by him.

So deliberately come and knock her.

"Whatever you want." Zhao Jin said slowly, "You suppressed it for so long a few years ago, and now you want to go to the outside interview to try it out, and you can understand it. But I advise you, it's better to grasp the degree. Even if you really have the ability to bring Xu Anrong to be your backer, I can also ruin everything you have again."

Gu Yingqing instantly felt a collapse spread from her heart to the top of her head, causing her nerves to throb and her nasal cavity to suffocate.

Every time she finally struggled to the shore, an invisible black hand descended from the sky and pressed her into the abyssal swamp again.

She wanted to roar, she wanted to scream, but her emotions reached a certain level, but she couldn't let them out.

She spoke, but her voice was a little tense: "Just try, if you want me to die, I will also rip your skin."

Gu Yingqing hung up the phone.

Zhao Jin heard that there was no sound, glanced at the mobile phone screen back to the main interface, and threw the mobile phone on the table with a headache.

"Bang bang".

He had a hunch that Gu Yingqing would not accept his slightest gesture of favor and apology.

Zhao Sheng sat on the sofa and looked at his mobile phone, glanced at Zhao Jin's face, and didn't open his mouth.

"Can you stop making your own decisions in the future?" Zhao Jin was holding back his temper, "If it weren't for the fact that day when I asked people to persuade Zhou Zhi's subordinates to show mercy, Jin Yuyin really had an accident, do you think Gu Yingqing would be able to swallow this breath?"

If the hostage is torn up, then it loses its value as a hostage.

Will the blackmailed person still be willing to be threatened?

At that time, he was on a business trip, and Zhao Sheng asked him not to care about Gu Yingqing's affairs recently, and he couldn't get into trouble at a critical time, he had to look innocent, so that people couldn't find out what was wrong.

mentioned that Gu Yingqing had been disobedient recently, and he had to teach her some lessons, so he told the curator to take Jin Yuyin to No. 1 Yinquan Road, and planned to find someone there to get Jin Yuyin.

Moreover, he can also borrow the hand of that idiot from Shen Shujun.

It has nothing to do with their siblings.

Zhao Jin immediately asked the boss who was at No. 1 Yinquan Road that night, and learned that there was someone in Shen Shujun's party who had sold favors to the other party, so he persuaded Zhou Qiu not to really touch the girl.

Zhao Sheng didn't think so, "It's not just an ordinary woman, and she's not a great person, what can you do if you let people spoil her? As long as Gu Yingqing can be made aware of the consequences of her dishonesty, then the goal will be achieved."

Zhao Jin pinched his eyebrows when he heard this, "Don't worry about this matter in the future."

Zhao Sheng was scolded by him, and he couldn't pull his head, so he threw a magazine at him, "You think I want to care!" I'm really anxious, it's a big deal to tell the kid's life experience, and let the old man know that Zhao Nanchuan is actually dead, no matter how much hesitation he has, he has to leave it behind, and when Zhao Baixiang and Xu Anrong are killed, Dexin is not you and me?"

Zhao Jin took off his glasses, closed his eyes, put his feet on the desk, and waved at her.

Zhao Sheng scolded him: "Dead look."

…

Gu Yingqing was in a trance after answering the phone.

Today, the top management will hold a second-quarter decision-making meeting.

When she returned from answering the phone, she was lying in the paper tray of the photocopier after the materials for the meeting had been printed.

After taking it to the large conference room and distributing it, the people from the president's office saw her inside and asked her to open the multimedia by the way.

In the conference room, Gu Yingqing and another male executive from the president's office, the person was debugging the microphone on the conference table, and they couldn't be separated.

Gu Yingqing walked to the multimedia console by himself and turned on the switch.

As a result, for some reason, the projector didn't light up.

Gu Yingqing restarted it twice, seeing that the meeting time was approaching, she heard the voice of someone outside, she was irritable, and kicked the bottom of the multimedia console with her heel.

"Yo, the little girl is so grumpy now?" The strange man's teasing voice came from the entrance of the conference room.

Gu Yingqing looked over, and a middle-aged man came in behind Cheng Yuesheng and Tan Ling.

She looked at a certain figure and immediately retracted it, smiling calmly, "This instrument also has disobedience times."

Cheng Yuesheng sat first on the left, and the other two sat down next to him in turn, with the console diagonally opposite them.

Gu Yingqing didn't want to stay for a long time, he just wanted to finish it quickly.

She looked at the male executive, but she couldn't name it, she didn't know anyone from the president's office.

"That ......" Gu Yingqing waved his hand to attract his attention.

The male administrator had just finished the commissioning work, "Wait a minute."

A tall and thin young man, with single eyelids and white skin, like a white-faced child.

He trotted over, approached Gu Yingqing's side, adjusted the floor-to-ceiling windows to meeting mode, and darkened the room.

The man lowered his head again, looked again, and it lit up.

Gu Yingqing boasted, the man smiled very shyly, standing in the light, he could clearly see that the roots of his ears were burning.

This is the disadvantage of white skin, and emotions are easy to get on the face.

Tan Ling looked at the pair of men and women who were quite pleasing to the eye, and said to the man next to him, "It's quite right......

He turned his head as he spoke, and his voice gradually choked back.

Cheng Yuesheng leaned back in the leather chair, his elbows resting on the armrests, supporting his forehead.

In the mottled shadows of the projected light, the man's face was obscure.

The deep eyes were still as sharp as the falcon, staring at the man and woman. It's not like they think the two of them are on the right track.