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Jiang Ying went straight to the company after leaving Ye Chuyang's house, and called Bian Xiaocheng on the way to ask about the situation in the company.

Bian Xiaocheng found a place to hide from others, and said in a low voice, "Director Jiang is here, calling shareholders for a temporary shareholders' meeting to check the accounts."

Jiang Ying drove the car very fast, freed one hand to fasten the Bluetooth headset on his ear, and said expressionlessly, "Didn't you just check it?"

Bian Xiaocheng's words were flickering: "It may be that I didn't check it out last time, so I need to check it again."

Jiang Ying guessed the reason for Jiang Ziyan's audit, and said, "cooperate with them, and they can check whatever they want."

Bian Xiaocheng: "I understand, President Jiang."

Jiang Ying hung up the phone and arrived at the company 10 minutes later.

The office area was running as busy and orderly as ever, and the staff also greeted Jiang Ying as always. Jiang Ying nodded all the way to his office. The leaders of the two departments raised their hands to stop him from explaining the situation to him, and then Left behind by him.

After passing Xiangxiang's secretary's room, he stopped and tapped on the smooth marble countertop: "Where is the person?"

Xiangxiang was squatting on the ground to sort out the documents, when he heard the words, he jumped up and said, "Mr. Jiang, you are here."

There was a cup of cold coffee on the secretary's desk. It was Jiang Ying's special white porcelain cup with blue flowers and vines. Jiang Ying picked it up and took two sips: "Where are we now?"

Xiangxiang just looks silly and sweet, but in fact he is a capable fool: "Everyone is meeting in the meeting room upstairs, and it has already started for 10 minutes. Director Jiang himself brought an auditor to prevent our finances from interfering. .”

Jiang Ying saw the documents in her hand: "What are you sorting out?"

Xiangxiang wrinkled his nose: "Director Jiang wants to check your itinerary."

Jiang Ying raised the corners of his lips and sneered silently: "Then let her check it out, and tidy it up for me." He put down the coffee cup and walked to the office, "It's still terrible, but it's improved."

Xiangxiang: "Ah, you're finally drinking."

Jiang Ying had a suit in his office. He took off his wrinkled suit jacket and shirt, and put on a clean, ironed black shirt. Then he walked out of the office and took the suit Xiangxiang handed him. Itinerary record, said: "Send my clothes to be washed."

He went upstairs with the documents and saw Zhan Xingyu in the rest area outside the meeting room. Zhan Xingyu was sitting on the sofa looking at his mobile phone with a very lazy expression.

Zhan Xingyu heard footsteps, looked up and saw Jiang Ying coming, immediately got up and walked towards him, blocked in front of him, and said: "You are not guarding your boyfriend in the hospital, what are you doing in the company?"

Jiang Ying didn't want to talk to him, and was going to avoid him, but Zhan Xingyu moved in front of him again, and said with a serious expression, "Go back, I'll keep an eye on them."

Jiang Ying looked at him: "Xing Yu, get out of the way."

Zhan Xingyu gritted his teeth, and said in a low voice: "You know what situation you are in now, making news is not good for you. Jiang Ziyan is just checking your account now, if you dare to mess around, she will be the first to let you go .”

Jiang Yingdao: "I won't mess around, I'll have a good talk with her."

Zhan Xingyu: "There's nothing to talk about, you go back to accompany your boyfriend—Jiang Ying!"

Jiang Ying bypassed him, pushed open the door of the meeting room, and walked in.

There are not many people in the office, and there are six or seven directors, big and small. Jiang Ziyan is sitting at the head of the conference table, with a pile of documents spread out on the table. Lisa and another accountant are calculating the mid-year financial statements. The battle is no less than asset restructuring The previous bottom-line audit.

Jiang Ziyan put on delicate light makeup, her shoulder-length hair curled into a fluffy inner button, wearing a sea blue suit and skirt, and pinned a star-studded shell-shaped diamond brooch. She has a good figure and smooth skin, beautiful It is hard to believe that she is nearly fifty years old.

Jiang Ying's intrusion interrupted the oppressive calm in the conference room. The accountant Jiang Ziyan brought to check the accounts hovered over the computer keyboard, keeping a silent wait-and-see attitude.

When Jiang Ziyan saw Jiang Ying, her thin dark brown eyebrows looked like two twisted willow leaves, showing disgust: "Lisa, why didn't you lock the door?"

Jiang Ying walked towards her slowly, threw the documents in his hand in front of her, and said with a smile, "I'll deliver the documents."

Jiang Ziyan turned a blind eye to him, combed her hair with her fingers, and said, "Lisa, clear the venue and invite all irrelevant people out."

Lisa, who was called twice by the boss, could only stand up, but only stood.

Jiang Ying opened the chair and sat down, looked around the messy tabletop, and said, "Why didn't you tell me in advance when you came, I'll be ready."

Jiang Ziyan was bored with his stay, and quickly glanced at him with a cold look from the corner of his eye: "What are you planning?"

Jiang Ying said with a smile: "I have prepared my house purchase information. You are checking the accounts with such fanfare, isn't it because you suspect that I embezzled the company's money to buy me a house for myself? You don't have to go through such trouble, just ask me directly."

Jiang Ziyan: "Didn't you embezzle the company's money?"

Jiang Ying: "I didn't touch a cent of the money in the account, because I know that once you find out, you will be eager to send me to prison."

Jiang Ziyan: "Then tell me, where did you get more than 5000 million yuan to buy a house?"

Jiang Ying: "Of course it's my own money."

Jiang Ziyan sneered disdainfully: "Your money? Your money is our Jiang family's money, and I checked your account, and the money in your account is not enough to buy a tile."

Jiang Ying: "Do you think you can find all my accounts?"

Jiang Ziyan: "Do you have other assets outside?"

Jiang Ying said with a smile: "I know very well that you are only using me as a servant. Of course I will not rely on you, otherwise I would not be able to survive."

Jiang Ziyan looked at him coldly: "Your tone just now really resembles Gu Mingyan."

Jiang Ying smiled and waved his hands: "Don't flatter me, I'm not like you or Gu Mingyan, I'm a beast without father and mother, you told me this yourself."

Jiang Ziyan wiped a layer of light brown, and the corners of her eyes moved for a moment, and a thin wrinkle appeared, and said: "Now I regret why I gave birth to you with a surrogate instead of a bitch."

Faced with such insults, Jiang Ying has become accustomed to it, and just smiled: "I'm also very sorry, if you do that, maybe I can have a mother."

Jiang Ziyan: "Your face is so similar to Gu Mingyan, I feel disgusted even if I look at you more than once."

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but there is nothing I can do."

Jiang Ziyan turned her head annoyed: "You can go out now, I will continue to check the accounts."

Jiang Ying: "One more word, I'll leave after I finish speaking."

Jiang Ziyan was indifferent, with a cold expression on his face.

Jiang Ying looked at her: "Did you look for Ye Chuyang yesterday?"

Jiang Ziyan: "I thought you were going to say something, yes, I looked for him. What's the matter?"

Jiang Ying maintained a stiff and indifferent smile: "I can probably guess what you said to him. What I want to tell you is; don't look for him again, he has nothing to do with you."

Jiang Ziyan: "Who do I want to see, is it your turn?"

Jiang Ying said with a smile: "This is not a request, but a warning. I don't allow you to have any contact with Ye Chuyang. Of course, I will never allow you to do anything to hurt him."

Jiang Ziyan smiled incredulously: "You won't allow it? What are you? It's your turn to allow it or not?"

Jiang Ying pulled out the chair and stood up, looked at her and said, "I am nothing, but I have been employed by your family for so many years, and I know all the secret and explicit transactions in your family business. So please make sure to What I say is serious, I have a lot of ways to short the Jiang family's business."

Jiang Ziyan's face was cold: "Then you will die too."

Jiang Ying smiled and said, "I know. But if you dare to touch Ye Chuyang, I will die with you."

He left the company and drove to Jiang's old house. On the way, he received a call from Zhan Xingyu. Zhan Xingyu said, "I heard what you said in the conference room just now. Aren't you afraid that it will be heard by grandpa?"

Jiang Ying said indifferently, "I don't care anymore."

He returned to the old house, parked the car under the first steps, and went directly to the second floor.

Wu Ma was surprised that he came home suddenly, and followed him chattering, watching him go back to the bedroom and start rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

When it came time to pack his bags and move out of the old house, Jiang Ying found that there were very few things he could take away, and everything could be replaced with a new one, so there was no need to tidy up and take away.He stood in front of the closet, suddenly a little dazed and a little discouraged.

Wu Ma asked him what happened, why he suddenly went out to get clothes, and whether he was on a business trip.

Jiang Ying looked at Mama Wu's stiff face, and found that the only person in this house worthy of his nostalgia was Mama Wu. Love him.

He didn't explain anything, silently stuffed a few sets of clothes into the box, and went downstairs with the box.

Wu Ma stood under the door and watched him carry the box into the car, as if she already knew that he would be separated from the house forever, so her eyes were sentimental and sad.

Jiang Ying thought he was hard-hearted and would not say goodbye to Mama Wu, but he hesitated for a moment before getting into the car and said to Mama Wu in Cantonese, "I'm leaving."

Wu Ma nodded with red eyes.

Driving on the road again, farther and farther away from the old house, Jiang Ying suddenly felt a sense of freedom after liberation.He drove the car to the underground garage of Jiuli Jinting, and returned to his new home with the suitcase. Looking at the empty and bright living room, the freedom he thought he had just now was shattered.

He walked slowly to the living room, sat down on the sofa, and felt that he had done something superfluous, and he was no different from the one who lived in the old house at this time.When he used to live in an old house, he closed the bedroom door, as if he was locked in his own world. Now that he closes the door, he also seems to be locked in his own world. He still can't get rid of the loneliness of being alone in the world.

He knew the reason, it was all because Ye Chuyang was not here.

He was distracted for too long, and it was a long time before he realized that the cell phone in his trousers pocket had been vibrating, and it was a call from Facia.

Jiang Ying connected: "Hello?"

Facia: "Boss Jiang, are you busy now?"

Jiang Ying: "Not busy, just tell me."

Facia said in a low voice as if avoiding anyone: "Then come over here, something is wrong with my cousin."

Jiang Ying was instantly nervous: "What's wrong with Dr. Ye?"

Facia: "It's all right, it's just that his memory seems to have deteriorated, and he couldn't even find the refrigerator just now. Could it have something to do with him hitting his head?"

Jiang Ying: "I'll be right over."

Facia hung up the phone, and proudly shook the phone at Ye Chuyang: "Come here right away."

Ye Chuyang glared at her, covered the wound on his lower lip and said, "Why didn't you just say that I lost my memory."

Facia: "It's too bloody, I'm afraid he won't believe it."

Ye Chuyang poured a glass of water and went back to the room.

Facia yelled at him: "If you miss him, tell him directly, why do you ask me to make excuses?"

Ye Chuyang ignored her and closed the door with a whimper.