Chapter 952

Looking at Jin Beiqing walking straight to the door of the villa, Molin asked slowly.

"Well."

"Second young master, are you not going to have breakfast?"

“……”

Jin Beiqing's face flashed a trace of irritability, and his steps were faster.

Feeling Jin Beiqing's chill, Maureen pursed his lower lip and didn't dare to speak again.

After leaving the villa, Molin ran around Jin Beiqing to the car.

"Second young master, I'll get to the company in a moment. I'll ask my secretary to buy breakfast for you."

"..." Jin Beiqing stepped, turned his head and looked at Molin coldly.

His sudden appearance startled Maureen.

"Before you go to the company, if you dare to say one more word, you will not want your tongue."

“……”

Stunned by his momentum, Maureen's feet stepped back.

Jin Beiqing just stared at him for a long time, then took his eyes back and got into the car.

After he closed the door, Maureen dared to move his stiff body.

Not daring to delay any longer, he shook his legs and quickly opened the door of the car.

After the car started, Jin Beiqing went up to the partition board.

He's in a bad mood today, especially bad.

Last night, Xia Jin had a dream about Jin Yushen, and he just went to the basement to see Jin Yushen. What he said really made him feel terrible to the extreme.

"Damn it."

With a curse, Jin Beiqing takes out a cigarette box from his pocket.

Taking out a cigarette and holding it in his mouth, Jin Beiqing kicks the seat of the co pilot with a fidgety face.

This kind of simple abreaction can't let the anger in his heart go down a bit.

Picking up the lighter on the small table, Jin Beiqing lit the cigarette between his lips.

The rising smoke concealed his expression.

But... The chill from his whole body was enough to let people know how terrible the expression on his face would be now.

It took an hour to drive from the suburban villa to the company.

Maureen stopped the car and opened the door.

After a while, Jin Beiqing's figure appeared in the reversing mirror.

"Get out of here." Jin Beiqing kicked the car.

With a sigh, Maureen got out of the car, "second young master, what can I do for you?"

"Let yesterday's shareholders come to my office."

"Yes, second young master."

Without any more orders, Jin Beiqing went straight to the elevator.

When the elevator reached the top floor, Jin Beiqing walked out of the elevator and went directly into the office.

After Jin Beiqing sat down in his chair, he began to process the documents.

If he doesn't keep himself busy, it can't be said that he will explode completely.

"Kowtow, kowtow..."

Jin Beiqing looked up at the clock on the wall.

He entered the office at half past eight. It's half past nine now. Unconsciously, an hour has passed.

Jin Beiqing put down his pen and said, "come in."

With his permission, Maureen, standing outside, pushes the door and walks into the office.

When he came to his desk, he said in a slow voice, "second young master, they have all come here."

"Well."

Light should a, Jin North Qing body back, lean on the back of the chair.

"Second young master..." Molin carefully observed his face, "do you want to talk to them one by one, or together?"

Jin Bei Qing's eyebrows twisted, "do you still need to ask me this kind of thing?"

"Yes, second young master, I'm going to let them line up and come in one by one."

"Speed point."

"Yes, second young master."

Not daring to say anything more, Maureen turned and walked quickly out of the office.

"Wait a minute."

Just as Maureen's foot had stepped out of the office, there was a cold voice behind him.Maureen stepped and quickly turned around. "Second young master, what else can I do for you?"

"What are you investigating?"

"Second young master, I'll bring it to you."

"Well." Jin Beiqing slowly closed his eyes, "go."

He bends to Jin Beiqing, and Molin turns and leaves the office.

Ten minutes later, Maureen returned to the office, followed by a man.

"Second young master..." Maureen put the folder in his hand on the desk, "I put it here for you."

Jin Beiqing waved his hand, indicating that he could leave.

Fang Ping, who was standing behind Maureen, looked at him with his eyes closed and showed a slightly ironic smile.

Unfortunately, before he could take back his smile, Jin Beiqing opened his eyes and looked straight at him.

Fang Ping's face was stiff and completely stunned.

After a few seconds, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Oh." Jin Beiqing hooked his lips and said with a kind smile, "manager Fang, are you very dissatisfied with me?"

“……”

Seeing that he didn't respond to his words, Jin Beiqing didn't show any displeasure on his face.

Looking at Fang Ping quietly, Jin Beiqing reached out and picked up the folder on his desk, "manager Fang, you should be very dissatisfied with me, right?"

"Second young master, I am not dissatisfied with you." Fang Ping's tone was a little stiff. "I think you must have misunderstood something?"

"Misunderstanding?" Jin Beiqing opened the folder. "I don't think I misunderstood anything."

“……”

"It's very pleasant of you to speak ill of me outside, isn't it?"

Fang Ping's face became ugly when he was stiff.

"Fang Ping, I remember your wife's family. It seems to be Zheng's family, isn't it?"

"Yes."

"I don't know what Zheng Han would think if he knew that you wanted to kill his precious daughter."

After listening to Jin Beiqing's words, Fang Ping's pupils contracted, raised his head and looked at him incredulously, "you... You."

Xu was so shocked that Fang Ping couldn't say what he wanted to ask for a long time.

Jin Beiqing threw the folder in his hand on the desk, "do you want to ask, how do I know?"

“……”

"I know more than that. I know how you plan it, and even when you're going to do it."

Jin Beiqing's voice just dropped. Fang Ping's knees softened and knelt on the ground.

"Well?" Jin Beiqing looked at him with a smile, "what do you do with such a big gift?"

"Second young master, I will certainly follow you to the death."

His handle was tightly held in his hand. Fang Ping didn't want to be honest.

Jin North Qing picked pick eyebrow, "before today, you are not vowing to follow me?"

“……”

Fang Ping didn't know how to answer this question.

He was afraid that if he made a wrong answer, he would fall into the abyss.

"Is that a difficult question to answer?"

"Second young master, I used to... "