Chapter 247

Meng Chen has been in the underworld for a long time. Jing chehan knows something about the news he brought back this time. Fang Zhengqiu needs the news to make achievements. He can also use the news to talk about a good business. This is Meng Chen's apology for what happened before, and it's also a formal friendship.

After weighing with Fang Zhengqiu, Jing zhehan decides that he doesn't dare to play tricks.

But now, Meng Chen suddenly wants to see Jos.

Subconsciously, Jing chihan didn't want to.

"It's hard. I quit." He dropped that.

At the other end of the phone, Fang Zhengqiu raised his voice: "you know, no one can do this thing if it's bad. Don't you businessmen have a saying that there are no absolute friends, no absolute enemies, only absolute interests. This time, the interests have not reached the level of your heart?"

"Not bad." Men are careless.

Fang Zhengqiu's voice was cold again: "are you sure you want to collapse?"

Jing chihan's voice and color are also not good: "don't get involved in Jos, how to do this, how to do it. That's my bottom line. "

There, the silence for a long time. After a long time, Fang Zhengqiu's tired voice came back: "I'll talk to him again." I dropped the phone and hung up.

Close the cell phone, Jing chihan rubs his eyebrows. At this time, someone knocks outside the office.

"Come in." He answered and the door was opened.

Cheng Xue came in with a cup of coffee. She put the coffee on the table and looked at Jing chihan with timid eyes. Seeing that he didn't look well, she asked anxiously, "Mr. Jing, are you ok?"

Jing chihan waved her hand to indicate that she could go out.

But Cheng Xue stepped forward, went to his side and reached for his forehead.

"What to do." The man stepped back and looked at her coldly.

Cheng Xue was startled, and her wronged eyes were red: "I just want to see if you are uncomfortable..."

Jing qiehan's eyes are condensing, and his tone is full of cold air of rejecting people for thousands of miles: "it's OK, you can go out."

Cheng Xue bit her lip, but in the end, she just quit.

As soon as I went out, I ran into Xiang Yun.

Since Xiang Yun came back, Cheng Xue has not had a good day so far.

She hung her head, trying to walk past Xiang Yun.

Xiang Yun stops her: "go to flatter again, and send coffee to Jing Zong?"

Cheng Xue stood still.

There are too many people in the office. Xiang Yun sneers at her, but she doesn't know much about it. She just sticks to her ear and mutters, "I like coffee so much. In the future, I'll let you deliver it, OK?"

Cheng Xue frowned and didn't like her being so close.

She looked up at Yun, only to find that she was laughing.

Just at this time, Li Li over there has something to call. Cheng Xue, regardless of Xiang Yun's strange expression, hurried to Li Li and listened to her.

But even so, Cheng Xue can still feel the back of a pair of eye-catching, is anxious on his back.

She knows that Xiang Yun is hard to deal with.

……

Jos is sitting in the office of the project team. He dials his cell phone twice, but there is a conversation going on.

She did not care, turned on the computer, but at this time, the phone rang.

She took it and found that it was Fang Zhengqiu.

Pick up: "total length."

Over there, Fang Zhengqiu's voice came: "what's the matter?"

Joss was stunned for a moment, blinked: "before, it wasn't you who called..."

"Wrong number."

Josephine murmured for a moment, but then he thought of something and said in a hurry: "actually, there's something wrong. Chief, do you know Meng Chen has come to Muhai city? I was at the airport yesterday... "

"I know." Over there, there was a cold reply.

Josie froze and choked: "Oh, you know..."

"Anything else?"

"No... No."

"That's dead."

After hanging up, joss stares at his mobile phone. It's still a little puzzling. Fang Zhengqiu is in a bad mood today. How can he say something? It's like he's venting his anger.

She didn't think much and began to do her own business.

In the afternoon, as soon as she came out of the meeting, she saw her mobile phone ringing. She took a look at her mother's phone and quickly picked it up.

"Hello, Ma."

"Will you come back for dinner tonight?" On the other end of the line, mom Joe asked straight to the point.

Jos sipped her lips and asked hesitantly, "Mom, you just told me to go home for dinner, didn't you? Or is there anything else to say? "

"Ah?" Joe mother Leng Leng, don't quite understand the daughter's meaning: "what else?"

"That is, has anyone ever told you anything or asked for you?"

"What are you talking about? Who's talking to us? What are you looking for? Jos, are you out in trouble? What did you do? Have you been cheated or raped? "

Regardless of her mother's illogical accusation, joss only thought that the president's wife didn't find her parents. She was relieved, and then replied, "I'm just asking. OK, it's OK. I'll go back to dinner in the evening."

"Call cherhan." Mother Joe added.

Well, I'll tell him

After hanging up the phone, joss returns to his position and calls Jing chihan, who will pick up soon.

"Mom told us to go home for dinner at night." She said directly. "Are you free in the evening?" he asked

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone.

Joss was stunned and blinked: "are you really busy at night? It doesn't matter. I'll just tell my parents. "

"No The man's low voice, this just rings out: "free, see you after work."

Jos hung up vaguely and stared at his cell phone, but he thought something was wrong.

Just now, Jing chihan's tone seemed abnormal.

Is he really bothering him with his business?

Before leaving work, joss was still thinking about it. Zhao Yang had packed her backpack and urged her.

She quickly put it away, finally locked the door, and then went into the elevator with Zhao Yang.

The elevator goes to the first floor, Zhao Yang goes out, and joss goes directly to the first floor.

When she saw that there was someone in the black Jaguar, she went over, pulled out the co driver's seat and sat in.

It was very quiet in the carriage. Joss looked at the man beside him. Seeing that he was not looking well, he frowned. "I think there's something wrong with you. What's the matter with you? Is it uncomfortable? "

She leaned over, palmed to his forehead, and found that there was no fever or chills.

Joss was relieved, but more worried: "Mr. Jing, what's the matter with you?"