C27

"Chairman, please speak your mind."

Since the day before, when Yin Jiaren had brought out the Overlord Treaty, even if Yin Jiaren had seen through her intentions, perhaps he had truly treated her with sincerity. But unfortunately, in the face of benefits, she was also not worth mentioning.

Zheng Guoren invited Yin Jiaren to sit, then poured her a cup of tea.

"I remember you had a project on the North Side last month, right?"

Yin Jiaren's hand that was holding the teacup stopped. The project that Zheng Guoren was talking about was a collaboration between friend the Zheng Clan and the government, and it was about to start at the end of this month.

"That's right, I have been in charge of this project." Yin Jiaren couldn't figure out what this old fox Zheng Guoren was thinking, so he could only wait for him to make things clear.

Zheng Guoren laughed, took a sip of tea and said: "It's like this, you know that Zheyu is unskilled, all these years I know, that the Zheng Family is indebted to you for your help, but now, it's time for Zheyu to take charge of his own affairs, take a look at this project, can you hand it over to him?"

Hearing this, Yin Jiaren's gaze turned cold, as she looked at Zheng Guoren in disbelief.

"Give the project to Zheng Zheyu? Am I hearing things? "

"I know you think it's strange, but Zheyu can't afford to shoulder such a big burden, but he has to try right? "What's more …"

Zheng Guoren laughed, "Moreover, aren't you still here? Just look at him a little, and I will be at ease."

So it was like this, Yin Jiaren now understood that destroying the bridge after crossing the river would only end up like this, for Zheng Guoren, he had already done all the work, but all the credit had already belonged to Zheng Zheyu.

Most importantly, Zheng Guoren's goal was not just to take advantage of him, he wanted to take all the resources and channels in his possession!

After all, as long as he divorced Zheng Zheyu, he would no longer be a part of the Zheng Family.

After taking a deep breath, Yin Jiaren said calmly, "Alright, I will do my best to do my job. As for whether or not the project will be destroyed by Zheng Zheyu, it will all depend on fate."

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Zheyu's exasperated voice came out from the door.

"Who are you looking down on? "No matter what, I am the vice president of the Zheng family, a small project. Are you afraid I can't do it?"

Yin Jiaren stood up and was about to leave, but she was stopped by Zheng Zheyu. She was not angry, and only took two steps back, away from the strong perfume on his body.

If you can't do it, you have to speak with the facts. If you don't have the diamond, you don't have to do it, Zheng Zheyu, since this project is in your hands, you better complete it quickly, otherwise …

Zheng Zheyu put his hands in his pockets. It was obvious that he did not place Yin Jiaren's words in his eyes, "Otherwise, how about it?"

He was sure that Yin Jiaren would not do anything, after all, it was not an exaggeration to say that she had done something new to Yin Jiaren with his Zheng Family.

Turning his head to look at the Zheng Guoren who was thinking about something on the sofa, the expressionless Yin Jiaren ultimately did not say a word.

"Oh right, this is a divorce agreement. Take advantage of this situation and sign it."

Thinking about the reason he came, Zheng Zheyu took out the divorce agreement that he had prepared beforehand and threw it in front of Yin Jiaren.

Sure enough, Zheng Zheyu was very active in getting rid of him.

After flipping through two pages of the agreement, Yin Jiaren's face changed.

Zheng Guoren seemed to be able to read Yin Jiaren's thoughts, he coughed and said: "Beautiful girl, it's still too late to regret now, be at ease and be the wife of Zheng Family, I can guarantee that this stinking brat won't go out again, what do you think?"

Guarantee? Yin Jiaren laughed at the doctor without restraint. He must have forgotten the words' dogs can't change their eating of feces'.

"Uncle Zheng, the reason I called you uncle is because I respect you as my elder. Now that Zheng Zheyu and I are on good terms, is this what you should do to a junior like me?"

With that, Yin Jiaren threw the divorce agreement onto the table.

It was clear that the reason for the divorce was due to Zheng Zheyu causing trouble during his marriage. However, he had forgotten about Zheng Zheyu and everything that had happened became his fault.

Originally, Yin Jiaren did not expect to be able to obtain anything from Zheng Family, so when they first said divorce, she already prepared to clean herself and leave the household.

Zheng Guoren's face was a little awkward. Being blatantly questioned by a junior, he naturally could not help but feel embarrassed.

"You can't say that …"

When Zheng Guoren said this, he no longer had any confidence. According to him, Yin Jiaren might change her mind after seeing the divorce agreement, and continue to stay by Zheng Zheyu's side.

"Enough, I won't sign this agreement. If you still want Zheng Zheyu to accept the project in the north region, then modify the agreement according to the facts."

Finished, Yin Jiaren did not have the intention to stay any longer.

She originally thought that her Zheng Family would have Zheng Guoren protecting her, but when she reached the end of the road, she saw through everything.

In this world, the only one that could be relied on was himself.

Bearing this anger, Yin Jiaren finally worked until the end of the shift in the company.

When he thought about how his soft and sweet son was still waiting for him at home, his originally depressed mood could not help but relax a lot.

But what she didn't know was that, at this time, her Jiang Family …

"Thirsty, I need water."

Jiang Yuan held the cup and looked at the servant who was cleaning up.

"Young Master, are you thirsty again? I'll go and get you some water. "

The servant then took the cup of water and whispered, "What's going on with this child? He drank six or seven cups of water in the afternoon."

After drinking the water, Jiang Yuan licked his lips in satisfaction, but all of a sudden, his little face wrinkled up and he hugged his stomach, unable to speak.

It was at this time that Yin Jiaren came back.

"Young Master, what's wrong with you!"

Walking at the door, Yin Jiaren heard the servants shouting, and was shocked. Her sixth sense told her that her son was in trouble.

With three steps, she entered the living room. As expected, Yin Jiaren saw Jiang Yuan clutching his stomach and bending over.

"What's going on? "What's wrong with you?!"

Yin Jiaren was scared out of her wits, throwing away the cake she had specially bought for her son.

"Far away... "My stomach hurts."

The little guy's expression became uglier and uglier. Yin Jiaren felt her hands and feet go cold, and didn't know what to do.

"Madam, should we call Young Master Han?"

The servant reminded him.

Only now did Yin Jiaren recover from her shock, thinking that the day Jiang Siming saved him was the day that Young Master Han treated him.