Chapter 408

Even if Jing chehan doesn't know much about Sun Zong's family, he knows a lot about it. Sun Zong is lustful, but his wife is fierce, and he's afraid of the inside. Judging from this young man's swaggering posture, Jing chehan can guess that he is relying on Sun Zong to protect him, but why does Sun Zong protect him? Are they relatives? Or friends? It's not like that. If it's a relative, he just called, and he won't send text messages secretly.

In other words, this person may have a relationship, but the relationship is not on the table.

The scene is very clear.

Last time I had a meeting with Mr. Sun, he remembered that there was a new favorite beside him. He was his secretary. Mr. Sun seemed to be fascinated by that woman.

The so-called elder sister of this man is probably the new favorite.

Judging by analogy, he thinks that this possibility accounts for at least 80%.

However, since that new favorite is a rare one, it is impossible for Mr. Sun to move the losses in the next quarter to Chengyang's financial statements. Otherwise, once the financial affairs are published, it will not hide from the shareholders or his wife. At that time, it will be a dead end.

In other words, sun always wants to protect his mistress's younger brother, but also to deal with his family's wife, so as to continue to hide his wife, then this loss of about 30 million, he will have to pay for it himself.

More than 30 million yuan is not 3000 yuan. No matter how much a woman he likes, he will lose tens of millions of yuan if he doesn't do anything for no reason. Based on Jing chihan's understanding of President sun, he won't be reconciled.

But this time they were wrong. What could he do if he was not willing.

I'm afraid that this young man will soon lose his job after he goes back. Maybe the so-called new favorite will be out of date.

As a result, Jing chihan feels that he has recovered some interest.

Next, he plans to buy the shares sold by the shareholder of Chengyang at a low price. After buying them, he takes them to the black market to sell them. There are a lot of people who are interested in Chengyang's fat meat. However, if he buys them through the regular way, the shareholder will not sell all the obscure people. But Jing zhehan's identity is clean. He takes out sincerity to buy it, and the other party will let go.

Then, as soon as he gets the shares and earns more than three times, he sells them and leads Chengyang a few wolves in. If he can still earn a sum of money and three times the profit, it's about 300 million.

On this thought, Jing chihan felt that his unhappiness seemed to have disappeared by 80%.

He turned back and explained to Li Li that Li Li understood, nodded, went to the other side in the opposite direction, found a quiet place, called and talked about buying shares.

At this time, Sun Zong, who is still calculating a loss of 30 million yuan, never thought that he accidentally touched the bottom line of the little king of hell. This is to make Chengyang suffer a blood collapse.

As he watched Li Li leave, he took Jing chihan's hand and looked up at him: "was my performance bad?"

He was stunned for a moment, and then touched her head.

She had her hair cut today. Her hair was stiff and watered. It didn't feel soft, uncomfortable and sticky.

He frowned and put down his hand: "well done."

"But I feel that in the end, it's up to you to solve the problem." She said, and could not help drooping her head.

He patted her on the back and comforted her in a soft voice: "you've done a good job, but what happened just now reminds me."

"Reminder?" Jos looked at him.

Jing qiehan pursed her lips and didn't make a sound. She just took her hand and walked into the banquet hall.

Now the performance is still going on, because there are too many people, everyone's attention is near the stage, they can't squeeze in, so they just go to the other side to get drinks.

They were standing in the corner, and joss thought of what had happened just now. He pulled his clothes sullenly.

"Am I wearing too revealing? I was misunderstood. "

"Well." The man looked down at her and said, "what about the clothes I bought for you? Why do you wear this one? "

This dress looks conservative, but actually it's too close to the body. It's really imaginative.

However, if a man has too many opinions about a woman's dress, he will be despised. Jing chihan has been in the circle for so long, and he also understands that a woman looks good for herself. She dresses well, and she wants to be happy. He doesn't want to interfere, and he doesn't want to make her feel that he is mean.

However, in Jos's eyes, Jing chihan was stingy enough. Now she was so generous. She was not used to it.

She puffed her mouth and murmured: "it's Zhao Yang who asked me to wear it. She's afraid of wearing it alone. I'm sorry."

He encircled her waist, lowered his head and said in her ear, "it's better to wear it at home."

Joss got a hot ear.

He added, "it's OK not to wear it."

Jos glared at him angrily and gave him a nudge.

On any occasion, say that.

At this point, another performance is over, and the lottery begins again.

This time, joss was familiar with the number. Sure enough, he heard Zhao Yang's voice in front of him.

"It's me, it's me, I won the lottery!"

Prize, a hand warmer.

In winter, hand warmer is really indispensable for office workers.

Zhao Yang happily took the gift and happily held it in his arms.

Joss was a little red eyed and said to the man beside him, "I just won the lottery. It's washing powder again."

His man looked at her indignant manner and hugged her tightly: "I'll go and say, will you be next? What kind of prize do you want? "

"Forget it." Joss waved his hand: "I'm just saying it casually. Let others have it. It's unfair to others."

Jing zhehan didn't insist, but said: "I'll send you. What do you want?"

"You sent me?" Her eyes were shining at him.

The man nodded.

As if by magic, he took out a lottery ticket from his pocket around his wrist: "give me this. Discount this."

Looking at the lottery ticket, Jing chihan frowned: "did you bring this?"

I think if you agree at the last minute, I'll bring it. How about my husband, discount it, OK

With a twist of his slender finger, he put the lottery ticket between his fingers and took it away.

Jos looked forward to seeing that he really took over.

But the man folded it, put it in his suit pocket and continued to surround her to see the next round of performance.

Joss was stunned: "what does that mean? Have you agreed? "

"No Man tone light: "I confiscate."

Jos: "it's..."

There is even confiscation. Are you a parent!

But the things had already entered his pocket, and joss could not rob them. He could only watch the most expensive property in his life fall into the hands of men.

And I don't know if I can get it back.