On Saturday, there is still one day left before Shengshi Group holds a press conference.

He Jiayin didn't know why Lin Yixiang, who brought her breakfast every morning, didn't come today, and she didn't call him either.

She knows that he treats her well because he likes her, but she is unable and unwilling to respond to him, so she just lets it be.

She bit into her sandwich while reading the morning financial news.

The headline was last night's union dinner.

He Jiayin changed several channels, felt bored, and simply turned off the TV.

I only took two bites of the sandwich and then put it down.

It's really unpalatable.

Because she was afraid of being followed by the media, she only stayed in a small hotel like this. The breakfast was really not complimentary. She kind of missed the porridge and side dishes that Lin Yixiang brought her.

Stretching, she looked at the time, it was half past eight.

She took out her tablet.

I have decided to have a conference call with Wen Qian.

Opening skype, Wen Qian's face full of youthful smile was revealed.

"Sister Carrie, am I on time? Hehe!" Wen Qian smiled brightly.

He Jiayin couldn't help but laugh with her.

"Okay, let's get down to business." He Jiayin put away her smile: "Open the first document, have you seen the current situation of Tang Qiaoen's MT company?"

"The loans of Tang Qiaoen's company are all secured by the real estate mortgages in her hands, but she has spent a lot of money. Now no bank is willing to lend to her, so she urgently needs investment from our Shengshi Group. However, Sister Carrie, we

Even if you invest in her, her company

It can't be reversed at all. Haha, I just got the news that the cosmetics produced by her company are all cheap products bought from abroad, repackaged and sold at high prices. This is simply deceiving consumers. Let's simply put this

Tell the news to the media and let her reap the consequences!"

"Now is not the time." He Jiayin lowered her eyes: "Contact the bank and tell them that as long as Tang Qiaoen's loan is not repaid, we will take back all the real estate and properties in her hands."

"Huh?" Wen Qian showed a confused expression: "Real estate and real estate? We at Shengshi no longer invest in this area."

"In my name." He Jiayin pursed her lips.

"Ah? Sister Carrie, are you interested in this?" Wen Qian didn't understand.

He Jiayin didn't answer her.

Because she couldn't tell her that these were assets originally under her father's name. After her father passed away, these assets should have been under Lin Qing's name. How could they be in Tang Qiaoen's hands?

I don’t know what sweet words Tang Qiaoen used to deceive Lin Qing and take away all his property. Now Tang Qiaoen actually used these assets to mortgage the loan!

How shameless!

Tang Qiaoen, I want you to pay for what you have done!

"I will contact Tang Qiaoen later and meet with her."

"Okay, follow Plan A!"

*

"Tang Qiaoen, give me back my life!" A woman wearing white clothes, with black hair and a pale face rushed towards Tang Qiaoen.

Tang Qiaoen saw her face, it was He Jiayin.

"Ah, don't come here, don't come here, you're already dead. If you're dead, don't come back!" She shouted and waved her hands randomly. At this moment, she felt that her feet were empty, and the female ghost in white in front of her disappeared.

She opened her eyes and found that she was in the office.

The mess in front of her was caused by the nightmare she had just now.

She reached into her collar, took out a golden Buddha pendant, held it in her hand, and kept chanting: "Buddha bless, Amitabha, Buddha bless!"

Ever since she pushed He Jiayin into the river, she often had nightmares, in which He Jiayin always asked for her life.

So she went to a master to buy a golden Buddha and wore it every day to protect her body, but it didn't seem to be of any use. Ever since she saw He Jiayin's ghost in the bathroom of the dinner venue yesterday, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to sleep.

Then you will have nightmares.

"Should we invite someone to perform a ritual ceremony?" Tang Qiaoen said to himself: "He Jiayin, you are already dead, why do you come back to scare people? I hate you so much!"

There was a knock on the door, and Xiao Zhu walked in: "Mr. Tang, Shengshi Group has called and said that it wants to meet with you to discuss investment."

"Really?" Tang Qiaoen stood up excitedly: "Who called? Carrie Ho?"

"She didn't say her name, she was a woman." Xiao Zhu told Tang Qiaoen the time and place of the meeting: "Mr. Tang, so we have hope of getting investment?"

"Then there must be no problem. Since they took the initiative, they have the intention to invest!" Tang Qiaoen put the nightmare behind him and stood up happily: "However, even if the investment is settled, you can't

Carelessly, we must bring out the brand image of a big company!"

"Yes, Mr. Tang."

Wen Qian was sitting in the Yanyu Building in Times Square. She asked Lin Yixiang beforehand and knew that this restaurant in Jiangsu Province made the best food, and of course, the price was also the most expensive.

Wen Qian arrived early, and after sitting down, she ordered a dozen of the most expensive dishes, then opened a bottle of 1982 Lafite and drank it by herself.

Because she knew that Tang Qiaoen would treat her to this meal.

After drinking less than half of the glass, Wen Qian saw Tang Qiaoen walking towards her with her slender waist twisted.

She didn't move, just crossed her legs and waited for her to come.

"Miss Wen, it turns out it's you!" Tang Qiaoen was a little disappointed when she saw that it wasn't Carrie Ho who came forward in person.

"Why, Miss Tang, didn't you say you wanted to treat me to dinner?"

Tang Qiaoen immediately smiled: "No problem, whatever Miss Wen likes to eat, we'll order..."

"I've already ordered it." Wen Qian pointed not far away: "Look, it's already here."

Tang Qiaoen looked back and saw that a waiter was coming over with a tray.

She tried her best to smile: "Ms. Wen, I didn't expect you to like Suzhou food."

"It's okay, but I like to drink Lafite!" Wen Qian shook the red wine glass in her hand: "Waiter, pack me two bottles of the same thing later!" After saying that, she turned to Tang Qiaoen and asked: "Tang

Miss, don’t you feel bad.”

"Wherever, as long as you like Miss Wen, feel free to do whatever you want." Tang Qiaoen had a smile on his face, but he was still wary of Wen Qian in his heart because he had been tricked by her more than once.

"Then you're welcome, waiter, pack me five bottles of Lafite, dated 1982!" After Wen Qian finished speaking, she smiled and said, "Miss Tang, you are so generous, thank you in advance!"

Tang Qiaoen coughed lightly and concealed the unhappiness on his face: "Miss Wen, do you have any good news to tell me when you come out today?"

"Well..." Wen Qian drummed her fingers on the table to show off.
Chapter completed!