C43

"If you want to say it, then say it."

Han Chen took a deep breath and opened his mouth, but no sound came out.

"Constipated?"

Then, without a word, he left.

Ning Jin combined Han Chen's performance with his, thinking that something must have happened last night, but no matter what, something could not be changed. He could just calmly face the situation, and when he thought it through, Ning Jin felt that the air was a lot fresher.

After taking out the car, Ning Jin didn't know where to go. He couldn't get into the company, but the Fu Clan? Forget it.

After considering it for a moment, Ning Jin decided to look for He Jia. After that incident at the airport, they did not get together again.

Thinking about it now, she could even count the number of times she had fought against Yue Yang ever since she entered the Ning's. At that time, she was busy with work and had nothing to do. He Jia had gone to another foreign land and this was a good opportunity for her.

He took out his phone and made a call.

"Jiko, where are you?"

"I'm home, what for?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was thick and nasal. "Are you awake or have you caught a cold?"

"I'm having a beauty sleep."

"It's almost noon. Let's eat together."

He Jia replied in a daze, "Come and pick me up at my place."

"Sure, no problem."

After hanging up the phone, Ning Jin rushed over without stopping.

In a middle class coffee shop, two pretty hostesses were standing at the door. When the guests came in, they bowed slightly with professional smiles on their faces.

"Welcome."

A man walked in, chose his seat, and a waiter came over with a menu.

"Hello sir, may I ask what you need?"

The guest wore a dark blue suit without the slightest crease, with a hat on his head that covered half his face, a matching tie around his neck, shiny shoes, and an expensive watch on his wrist. With just a glance, one could tell that he was living a life of luxury.

Logically speaking, a person with such status wouldn't come to such a mid-class restaurant unless he had an appointment with someone.

The waiter knew what to ask and what not to ask.

"Two latte s."

"Sure, please wait a moment."

Half a moment later, the coffee shop's door was pushed open again. It was a handsome young man. Although his clothes weren't as elegant as the previous one, he was still as carefree as before. He stood at the door, sizing up everything before locking onto his target.

Standing in front of him, the young man spoke: "Why can't I say it over the phone in Chairman Ning, do you have to meet me?"

In a word, state your man's identity.

Facing the light. The man raised his head, a glint of light flashing across his eyes. "Of course I have urgent matters to discuss with you. Sit." He pointed to the opposite side.

After the youth sat down, Ning Ping cut straight to the point: "Chen Wen, give me the design."

Chen Wen was puzzled: "What design?"

Instantly, Ning Ping's face darkened, and asked: "What do you think?"

"I really don't know what you mean."

Heh, so this is the way to refuse a toast and drink a forfeit?

Ning Ping lowered his head, his gaze unknowingly looking at that direction, his entire body emitting a cold aura: "Don't play with me, because the one who loses will definitely be you."

Chen Wen was surprised, and then filled with anger.

In order to obtain the North Sea Garden's contract and design, Ning Ping had bribed Chen Wen with a sum of money, and after that, Ning Jin's position became empty, the members of the group dissolved, and Chen Wen left due to being tired. No one knew what he had done.

If it wasn't for Ning Ping making the call, he definitely wouldn't have appeared.

Since they had already taken the money, it didn't matter to them whether the goods were delivered or not.

"See you later, if you're all right."

Ning Ping was not anxious, he leisurely picked up the cup of tea from the table and brought it to his mouth and blew in the hot air, then gently took a sip. Chen Wen stood up and walked a few steps, then slowly said: "If you want to leave, I will not stop you, but if the police comes knocking on the door that day, do not blame me."

Chen Wen's body stiffened, he suddenly turned around, his hands supporting himself on the table, his face fierce. Ning Ping, don't forget who was the mastermind behind this, I am only taking money to do business. "

Ning Ping disagreed: "You're right, I asked you to do it, but you also took my money."

A cold smile appeared on his face.

After drinking the second mouthful of the latte in the cup, Chen Wen sat down, and his momentum became a lot weaker.

He lowered his head and said, "I've already handed the contract over to you. What exactly do you want?"

"I want a blueprint."

Chen Wen raised his head, "Is this the North Sea Garden's blueprint?"

Ning Ping's eyes lit up: That's right, immediately give it to me.

"But I already gave it to you along with the contract. It's really not in my hands."

Ning Ping had worked in the mall for many years, but he had never come into contact with anyone before. He could tell with a glance at those people, but if Chen Wen did not lie about the Forging Design, would he just disappear into thin air?

The atmosphere was tense for a moment.

Chen Wen returned to his original position, his palm on the table as his middle finger drummed on the table, a look of anxiousness on his face. If the design was dropped, Ning Ping would definitely not let him off scot-free, what should he do?

He kept thinking about everything that had happened on the day he had stolen the contract.

Suddenly, a scene flashed through his mind.

"I know."

Ning Ping suddenly raised his head, with excitement in his eyes: "What do you know?"

"The day I stole the information, I bumped into someone and dropped the contract book. However, I immediately picked it up." Then, he felt something was wrong and immediately said, "No, that's not right. That person deliberately bumped into me."

Did I bump into him on purpose?

"Do you remember what that man looked like?"

"This is the first time I've ever done that kind of thing. I'm so scared that I'm half dead, how can I observe others and just hope that no one will notice that I'm real. After that, I picked up the information and handed it over to you right away, the design is inside the contract book."

Ning Ping was disappointed: "But there is nothing inside."

"I really don't know where the design went."

Ning Ping put down the cup in his hand, his face looked bitter, but at the same time, was filled with panic. He felt that someone had seen everything he had, he was just a clown.

Arriving at He Jia's house, she pressed the doorbell a few times, but there was no response. No one answered even after calling.

"Is something wrong with her?"

As this thought flashed across his mind, Ning Jin was so scared that he almost died.

When he looked around, he saw a stone in his eye. He raised his head, and aimed the stone at the form. Finally, the stone rose up in a straight line in a parabola.

Then, a magnetic sound rang out.