Chapter 181

Coming out of the Civil Affairs Bureau, song Jingren looks happy and tries to shake hands with Qiao Wangbei.

I'm tired of seeing each other. I don't think I'll meet again.

Joe looked at the north and glanced at him. He looked scornful and clown like. He patted Qiao Aiyun on the shoulder and said, "let's go."

Qiao Aiyun has been cold face, seems to be very dissatisfied with Qiao Wangbei's self assertion, directly on his car, song Jingren smile, in order to sesame lost watermelon, she must be uncomfortable.

But now the whole company is controlled by him, and one of his mental arithmetic is completely lost.

"Xiao Zhang, go back to the hospital."

"Mr. Song, we don't have a car. I'll call a taxi." Secretary Zhang looks embarrassed.

Song Jingren face a stiff, just thought of all the real estate delivery out, forget it, this little money is nothing.

As soon as they got on the taxi, song Jingren's phone rang all the time. They were all from the top of the company.

This group of dogs, the news received so fast? To congratulate him?

He coughed twice and picked up the phone

"There's something wrong with President song. Two manufacturers say that our products are not up to standard and refuse to receive the goods. If we can't receive the payment on time, we won't be able to get our salary this month."

Song Jingren frowned, "then check where the product went wrong, early shipment ah."

He just hung up and his cell phone vibrated again.

"Mr. Song, some media say that our company is suspected of tax evasion, and many people are attacking us on the Internet."

"Nonsense, which media, full of nonsense, send me a lawyer's letter, and I'll sue it to death. It's nothing."

"But now many of the customers who have made a deal last year have to terminate their contracts with us. They don't even need a deposit. They just want to terminate their contracts."

"How can this happen? You give me all the information of your partners, and I'll call to ask..."

……

A few minutes later, the employee actually sent more than 60 partner information.

The mobile phone can't be seen at a glance, and there are many orders over 100 million. If something goes wrong at the same time, the company will be finished.

He found a very familiar customer and made two phone calls before he answered.

"Hello, Mr. Niu, I'm song Jingren." He has a low attitude. When he asks for help, he naturally has to keep a low attitude.

"Mr. Song, what can I do for you?"

"What's the reason? If you want to cancel the cooperation with our company, this product will be ready and can be shipped soon. You are not..."

"It's an internal decision. I can't help it." The man was in circles with him, apparently unwilling to tell the truth.

"We have been friends for more than ten years. Why do you use such words to prevaricate me? What's going on? "

"Mr. Song, we are old friends. It's really not that I don't help you this time. Who do you think you offend? How did you offend the Beijing family?"

"Jingjia?" Song Jingren was shocked, "I don't know this family at all."

"Now several passers-by besiege you, Nanjiang Yan's family, Beijing's family..." the man said several rich families, except Yan Wangchuan, he didn't know, where all these special things came from.

"They didn't say it directly, but they all let the wind out that the mall allowed fair competition, and couldn't tolerate it..." the man hesitated for a few seconds, and then said two, "scum."

Song Jingren lost his mind and couldn't speak for a moment.

"Mr. Song, we would rather not have that deposit than offend these big families."

"I know." These people, song Jingren, are not up to the top at ordinary times, especially the Beijing family

You can't beat him with eight strokes. You can run him over with your little finger. How can you have to fight against a small company like him?

"Your daughter has a good relationship with Fu Yuxiu. Why does she even interfere with the Fu family now?"

"The Fu family?" Song Jingren picks his eyebrows.

"... I just heard that Mr. Fu gave orders directly. I guess no one dares to touch you in the whole financial circle. Well, if you don't tell me, I have something else to do. Hang up first..."

"Cow..." Song Jingren did not finish, the other party has hung up the phone, and then dial the past, has been transferred to voice mail.

"Asshole!" Song Jingren was so angry that he almost dropped his cell phone.

Even if it's just a crackdown, no company can stand it with so many companies. The businesses they do business with are all small businesses, which naturally have nothing to do with these famous businesses. But you have to make your stand, or you will become the target of a crackdown

He felt what it was like to push the wall down.

"Mr. Song, do you still go to the hospital?" Secretary Zhang's voice is subtle, for fear of irritating him.

"To what hospital, back to the company."

Secretary Zhang was embarrassed and said to the driver, "master, please send it to the song group in the city."

When they got on the bus, the driver found out that it was not the century scum man who had made a big splash on TV some time ago. He wanted to refuse to take the bus, but everyone got on the bus.

Now in his car also bossy, he simply stopped the car, "sorry, I have to hand over, there is too far to go, you get off."

Song Jingren's pupils dilated, "you..."

"Nine. 5. Code scanning or cash. " The driver saw that he was angry and ignored him.

"Do you know who I am? Are you driving me out of the car? " Song Jingren never suffered from such cowardice in his life.

"Now who doesn't know you in the whole Cloud City? How dare I offend you?"

"Ah --" Song Jingren smiles. Just about to argue with him, Secretary Zhang has paid to pull him out of the car. "Mr. Song, what do you care about with him? It's not nice to hear that. "

Song Jingren takes a deep breath. He also cares about this kind of people.

But I don't know the driver turned on his walkie talkie after he got off the bus. "Brothers, song Jingren is taking a taxi on Tiangong road. Please pay attention."

Song Jingren and Secretary Zhang had been blowing in the cold wind for more than an hour, but they didn't wait for an empty car

**

On the other side

Qiao Aiyun and Qiao Wangbei get on the bus and smile at each other.

"Brother, how was my performance just now?"

"Yes." Joe Wangbei handed her the agreement.

"Well, there are a lot of houses and real estate in it. I didn't expect that bastard to buy a few pieces of land behind his back. It's up to you to decide whether to keep it or sell it."

"If you don't plan, you can go back to Wusu at any time. That's your home forever."

Qiao Aiyun's eyes were slightly red. "Well, I'm going to sell off some real estate and save some money in the name of wanwan. Let's keep good lots, shops, houses, land and so on for wanwan's dowry."

"I don't know when Xiyan will get married. It's said that many betrothal gifts will be required to get married now."

"As an aunt, I have to help..."

Joe looks north to pick eyebrow, "our family is not short of money, can betrothal gifts be enough?"

Also let her worry, don't know still think he this when the father more useless.

"What have you got for him? Stone

"Ah --" Qiao Wangbei was not happy to hear this, "what's wrong with the stone? Do you know which stone tools are more valuable? There are so many treasures in our family that it's not enough for him to carry them to propose marriage? "

It's all his heart.

Qiao Aiyun said with a smile, "those who know the goods should be babies. I don't know. If you let Xiyan go with a stone, he will be beaten out by his father-in-law."

Joe looked at Beileng and snorted, "you deserve this money. Keep it. We Qiao family don't lack this money."

Qiao Aiyun smiles. There are a lot of Qiao's treasures. It's just that generations of people love jade and have collected a lot of treasures, many of which can't be measured by money.

"By the way, you told me before, how do you deal with song Jingren?"

"My family has a lot of pulse, just can't use it. You don't know how many people have come to me to get things these years..."

Qiao Ai Yun is low to smile, didn't make a speech.

"I'm serious. Who doesn't know that this time it's so big. Anyone who has some friendship with his father will have to show his attitude when he sees that you two are divorced and completely untied. It's not easy to kill him."

Qiao Aiyun nodded, anyway, after this point, he is dead or alive, has nothing to do with her.

"The other night, I said I wanted to eat hot pot. I went to the supermarket to buy something to eat?" Qiao Aiyun proposed.

"I'll call you elder martial brother."

Anyway, now that he's divorced, Joe Wangbei will be able to make it right.

Qiao Aiyun coughs twice. She knows what his brother means, but

It's too deliberate.

When they arrive at the supermarket, Qiao Aiyun pushes the car to choose the ingredients. Qiao Wangbei has already called Yan Wangchuan.

"Elder martial brother, I've made an opportunity for you. Don't come empty handed."

Yan Wangchuan frown, can't empty hand?

"You know, for hot pot tonight, you come early."

"I know." Yan Wangchuan's eyebrows, not empty hands? What do you want to bring?

Qiao Aiyun turns to greet Qiao Wangbei, who is 100 meters away from him. He goes over with his mobile phone and says, "what's the matter?"

"Ask me what elder martial brother likes to eat?" She knew that Qiao Wangbei must be on the phone with Yan Wangchuan.

"Tell him yourself." Joe looked north and handed her the phone directly.

Yan Wangchuan is still thinking about what to send later. Suddenly, he hears Qiao Aiyun's voice and immediately sits down, "elder martial brother, what do you like to eat?"

Yan Wangchuan's assistant, who is still waiting for Yan Wangchuan to assign tasks, is surprised to see his own general manager Yan, with a cold face and a look like facing the enemy. What is he doing?

"I'm not picky about food."

Qiao Ai Yun picks eyebrow, "that I buy a bit casually?"

"Well."

"All right, I gave my brother my cell phone." Qiao Aiyun hands the mobile phone to Qiao Wangbei. He takes the mobile phone in a daze. He's a little angry.

Give him opportunities, do not know how to cherish, say two more words or ah.

This guy's a jerk.

**

It's getting dark. Now the hot pot has been set on fire in the villa that belongs to Qiao's family.

Qiao Aiyun made some fish head, some jujube and medlar, and boiled clear soup. Song Fengwan liked red soup, and made ready-made hot pot soup.

There is a happy family here, while song Jingren is already very busy.

After the divorce, song's shares plummeted to the limit. The company's shareholders and directors forced him to think of a way. There were several powerful families outside threatening him.

Domestic and foreign troubles pushed him to the brink of collapse.

When it gets dark

Secretary Zhang asked him in a low voice, "Mr. Song, everyone is off work. You should go back and have a rest. It's important for your health. You can think about it slowly."

He opened his mouth

Jiang Fengya received the news at noon that he had moved things back to the dormitory first, and he

There's nowhere to go but this company.

Only today did he know that the Qiao family was involved with the Beijing family. He didn't even know about this excellent relationship

It's ridiculous.

**

And now on the other side

The hot pot is boiling, waiting for the guests to come, and the divorce is settled successfully. Qiao Aiyun is very happy. She not only calls Yan Wangchuan, but also calls Fu Chen and Geng Ying.

Geng Ying said that there are still some follow-up issues in the divorce case that need to be sorted out.

Fu Chen said yes.

"Mom, I'll go out and get some drinks." Song Fengwan wears a down jacket, takes the key and goes out.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw that Yan Wangchuan and Fu Chen had arrived. They were standing a few meters away from the door, looking at each other. What were they doing?

"Uncle Yan, third... Third master." Song Fengwan almost called his third brother.

Two people in the house came out to have a look.

Joe looked north and nearly fainted.

Yan Wangchuan brought two bottles of Maotai liquor

Fu Chen held a bunch of flowers instead.

"Aunt Yun, congratulations. This is for you." Fu Chen chose a bunch of white tea, elegant and holy, and the packaging was very exquisite.

"Thank you. I like it very much. I'm sorry to let you come to dinner and pay for it." Qiao Aiyun hasn't received the flowers for a long time. Some of them are flattered, and they can't close their mouths.

"It should be."

Yan Wangchuan pinches the present in his hand. Yu Guang catches a glimpse of Qiao Wangbei's eyes and tightens his fingers: eat hot pot and bring wine. What's the problem?

Joe looked north and patted his head. He almost vomited blood.

Isn't it enough to suggest?

Come here with wine. You're really here to eat hot pot.