Chapter 38 is full of trust

  Without Jing Jihan in charge, more than a dozen directors and Jing Yuanbin in the meeting room blamed each other and became a mess.

  A group of well-dressed people sat there shirking each other's responsibilities and arguing for two hours.

It is true that Jing Jihan is not there, but Mr. Jing, a big living person, still sits in the main seat. This group of nephews and nephews related to the Jing family and the directors who call themselves old and high-level have quarreled and scolded them with blushing ears. Legacy battlefield.

  The scene was boiling and noisy. Hearing these people arguing, the old man Jing felt his head hurt. He directly smashed his crutches on the ground and cursed: “Whoever puts a fart and get out of the group building! I’m not dead yet!”

  There was no sound in the meeting room.

  Old man Jing stood up with his cane and asked Jing Yuanbin to sort out the financial statements of companies in charge of venture capital such as Hefeng Financial and Hehui Securities under the names of the old directors, and show them to him before six in the evening.

  When everyone saw the old man, although he was old and retired for a long time, he still had the majesty and determination that he should have, and he dared not make mistakes for a while.

  The meeting ended in the old man's displeased scolding, and the executives filed out from the door, all scolded in disgrace.

  After walking out of the meeting room, Lu Zhao pushed on the headset and connected the communication equipment: "Mr. Jing."

  He knew that Jing Jihan had listened to all the situation at the company's regular meeting.

Jing Jihan said calmly: "The endgame left by the old board of Hefeng is a legacy of the company's history. The group has not approved any project documents for them in the past two years. Their funding gap is too large, except for Jing Yuanbin to take advantage of the chaos. They have no choice but to use this matter to divert their attention. I have a sense of this to remind the old man not to worry too much."

  As soon as the voice fell, Su received the sound of coming back when the door rang, and he hung up the phone.

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At   , Su read the script for the whole morning at home again, got up too early, and was sleepy before noon.

  I kept my eyes open and wanted to look at it for a while, but in the end I didn’t know when I fell asleep on the coffee table in the living room.

"Mummy~" Shi Mianmian came out of the children's room, holding a little doll in one hand and a toy pizza in the other. This weekend, she played in the room for a long time and used the toy kitchen to make all kinds of rich stuff for the doll." Feast" until I was hungry and hurried out.

"Mommy?" Shi Mianmian walked to the coffee table, tilted his head and looked at Shisu. Seeing that Mommy was asleep, he first looked down at the toy pizza in his hand, then turned and ran to the master bedroom. Direction to knock on the door.

   "Uncle, Uncle Ji Han~" Mianmian whispered as she knocked on the door.

  Jing Jihan opened the door and came out, looking down at the little guy who was barely tall enough to reach his thigh.

  Shi Mianmian hooked his finger, meaning he squatted down.

  Jing Jihan looked at her for a moment without knowing it, and saw that she hooked his fingers at him twice, as if a little anxious, he hesitated for half a second, and slowly leaned down: "What?"

Seeing him squatting down, Shi Mianmian hurriedly stretched out his fleshy arms around his bob, leaned in his ears and pouted pink lips and whispered: "My mom is asleep, but I Hungry, uncle, what do we two eat?"

The little guy is full of sweet milk scent, with the doll in his hand, he can’t hold him tightly, and when he put his arms around his neck, he used a little force, as if he was afraid that he would stand up next. Yes, the small body almost leaned on him, blinking and blinking, full of trust.

  Jing Jihan didn't push her away, he just turned his eyes slightly to see Shimian, who couldn't arouse his boredom no matter how clinging people were, and then glanced at the direction on the other side of the sofa.

  Because the back of the sofa was blocking, he couldn't see what Su was doing, but the little guy hugged his neck and didn't let go, so he just picked her up with one hand and stood up.

  I saw that Shi Su fell asleep on the coffee table in front of the sofa.

   "Wow! Uncle, you can hold me, uncle, are you hurt..." Shi's voice of excitement raised several decibels.

  Jing Jihan raised a finger on her small mouth and gently pressed it, motioning her with the shape of her mouth: "Shh."

  (End of this chapter)