Repaying With Marriage

Lu Zhao just came back from the United States and went directly to Sanya. He followed Jing Jihan's schedule throughout the entire journey. It was rare to give Zhou He a few days off in the past two days.

Mr. Jing, the people from the Jin Group didn't wait for you in Jiang City, so they sent someone here specially.

Since the Jin Group was gradually suppressed a few days ago, Jin Yuanshan is still lying in the hospital after suffering a heart attack. The more he watches the stock market, the more angry he becomes. His condition has been recurring. He wants to meet Jing Jihan in person but can never get the slightest chance. The opportunity was, firstly, because his body couldn't bear it now, and secondly, Jing Jihan simply didn't have time or planned to see him.

I sent someone to follow him for a few days. I had a rare chance to wait until the end of a meeting with Jing Jihan in Sanya and wanted to say a few words to express Jin Yuanshan's sincerity. However, I still didn't get a chance to meet.

The person who was sent finally couldn't sit still, and tried every means to contact Mr. Jing's special assistant and secretary, asking to see him.

For two consecutive days, Jing Jihan ignored him. It wasn't until the third day that news came from Jiang City that Jin Yuanshan's son had broken both legs in a car accident. It was also reported that Jin Yuanshan had suffered a heart attack and was once again pushed to the intensive care unit. This gave him a chance to meet with people from the Jin Group.

The meeting area of ​​a convention and exhibition center in Sanya.

The man was sitting on a high-end leather sofa, his straight and slender legs wrapped in black trousers. His whole person exuded a chilling aura of indifference. The man was just sitting there, and there seemed to be a cold feeling in this large space. It's so dense that people don't dare to approach easily or speak carelessly, and the tight feeling makes people feel trembling.

Hello, Mr. Jing. My surname is Zhao. I am Mr. Jin's administrative assistant. Mr. Jin sent me here...

Jing Jihan raised his wrist and looked at the time on his watch, and said calmly: I don't have any extra time to waste on you. To make a long story short.

The assistant surnamed Zhao felt a little guilty because of the too quiet environment around him. He had not been able to see Jing Jihan in person for the past two days. Today, news of Mr. Jin’s son’s accident just came from Jiang City, and here unexpectedly It was allowed. Although I don’t know whether it was a coincidence or what the Yu Jing Group did behind the scenes, in such a large meeting area, only Jing Jihan and his expressionless Assistant Lu were present, plus the waste of the previous two days. , enough to destroy a person's mind to the point where he loses his original calmness.

Mr. Jing... Assistant Zhao was a little unsure about the situation he was currently in. He didn't know whether he would face the same dangerous situation as Mr. Jin's son, so he sat on the sofa opposite him awkwardly and raised his eyes to look at the man opposite. He took out a stack of documents from his briefcase and said, This is Mr. Jin's sincerity. Let me bring it to you personally for a look.

Lu Zhao walked over, took the stack of documents, glanced at them before turning around and taking them.

Jing Jihan glanced at the content on it, but didn't raise his hand to take it. He didn't even bother to look at it a second time, and motioned to Lu Zhao to take it.

He spoke indifferently and calmly: Jin's is one of the companies in Jiang City that is very close to the film and television industry. It merges the two popular industries of real estate and the Internet. It has always been in conflict with the Yujing Group, but everyone Let each take his own piece of the pie and not interfere with each other. If Jing wants to compete with your company, it is just a very subtle change in the strategic plan. No need to bother, it is already in the bag. Why do you need to use this method? How can we cede our subsidiaries to surrender?

Assistant Zhao's expression changed and he immediately understood what he meant.

Ever since Jing Jihan suddenly took action against the Jin Group, everyone has known a lot of things. Companies like the Yu Jing Group and the following companies that compete in the industry are just fish and shrimps in the pond, and they want to be let go. Naturally, they will let it go, and everyone will coexist in the world, but if the Yujing Group plans to take action, there is no need to even have an excuse to send troops. If you disappear, you will disappear.

If there had been no news from Jiang City about Mr. Jin's son's accident, Assistant Zhao could still have said the words he had prepared, but now it was obvious that Jing Jihan was not going to save any face for Jin.

Assistant Zhao cautiously glanced at Lu Zhao, who was standing next to him, and said with a frightened expression: Mr. Jing, you also know that we, Mr. Jin, were entangled with those little stars for a long time in the past two years. Although we didn't have much contact with each other later, , but because of that drama back then, I suffered more or less losses in the several dramas I collaborated with later on, so I had some misunderstandings with Mrs. Jing, but this is something that often happens in the industry. The friction is actually not a big problem. If this kind of thing can make you choose to break up, will it... make everyone look bad in the business world in the future?

Before I came to see you this time, Mr. Jin actually said that as long as Mr. Jing can let go of the land at Jiang City World Trade Center early next year...

Before Assistant Zhao could finish speaking, Jing Jihan sat back on the sofa and said calmly: The land at the World Trade Center is Jin's target core area in the next five years. It is indeed a good place to turn around and make a profit. This place, the fish has already arrived in front of the dragon gate, it depends on whether it can jump over.

When Assistant Zhao heard this, his expression immediately tightened, and he could no longer hide the panic in his eyes.

He guessed Jing Jihan's next sentence, and instantly his face turned pale and he felt despair.

Jing Jihan's voice was indifferent: It's too late. The bidding documents for that land have been stamped by the Construction Bureau. The instructions above are that Yujing Group will undertake the construction. Jin Yuanshan's gantry is right in front of us. It's a pity that we can't jump over it after all. .”

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Jing Jihan drove back to the hotel and saw the WeChat Moments that Shi Su had posted in the morning.

The two roses in the photo are delicate and beautiful, turning bright colors under the warm sun window.

He didn't reply or like it, and put the phone back into his coat pocket.

Hearing the sound of a car coming in from downstairs of the hotel, Shi Su was in the room looking at the relevant settings of the couple's variety show. He glanced at the time and saw that it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

In the past two days, Jing Jihan was able to come back at four or five o'clock in the evening, but today he was actually a little later.

It happened that Su hadn't eaten yet, so she estimated the time it would take for Jing Jihan to park his car and enter the hotel, so she put down her things and got up to change clothes, preparing to wait for him to go down to have dinner with her.

As soon as she opened the door and walked out of the room, she was stunned as soon as one foot stepped on the carpet outside the room.

Standing there somewhat stunned.

Jing Jihan walked towards her with calm steps.

In her hand, she held a bouquet of roses that seemed to be dripping with water. They were so bright and beautiful that it made people's eyes straighten in an instant.

Shi Su closed the door behind him in surprise. When the man coming towards her stopped in front of her, she looked up at him: Why did you suddenly...send roses?

The man looked down at her, bowed his head and kissed her on the lips unhurriedly, and said in a gentle voice: I said, I won't let go of anything I owe you. My Mrs. Jing can't bear the slightest bit. Wronged.