Chapter 96 Jing Jihan came out of the car

The empty lobby on the first floor of the office building of Yujing Group was filled with company management half an hour ago. The ranks are from high to low, and they are arranged in two neat rows from the outside to the inside. Everyone holds their breath, obviously. It was only ten minutes ago that I suddenly received the news that Mr. Jing was back. Standing at the outermost side was Zhou He, another very capable president under Jing Jihan.

  Lu Zhao got off the black Bentley co-driver in the middle, and opened the back seat door respectfully and rigorously.

  Everyone held their breath. After all, the so-called internal news that everyone had spread over the past month made people panic. They focused their eyes on the Bentley door and were very nervous.

  Jing Jihan got out of the car and stood up slowly.

The man's slender figure stood there, his black eyes were familiar and cold, and when he looked from a distance, he was still looking at the natural coldness of all living beings. It was cold and expensive, and it made people unable to stand up straight after seeing it. Back, even the frequency of breathing began to control without consciously, as if for fear of disturbing the approaching deity.

  The two front and rear doors were also opened at the same time, and several assistants in professional suits walked down from them, following Jing Jihan with due diligence and keeping a polite and respectful distance.

Jing Yuanbin and the group of board leaders still don’t know what happened. They are still in the meeting room pressing hard against the elderly Jing, while other company executives who have received the news stand in front of the building’s main hall, seeing expressionless faces. All the people walking inside held their breath, but did not dare to look directly at Jing Jihan, who had already reached the exclusive elevator.

  "Mr. Jing." Lu Zhao has always been called Mr. Jing in the company. After pressing the elevator, he said respectfully in a low voice: "The board of directors is in the third meeting room on the east side."

  Another assistant, Zhou He, stood by the elevator, his body slightly low, and when the elevator door opened, he stretched out his right hand to open the way for Jing Jihan.

When Jing Jihan entered the elevator, Lu Zhao and Zhou He looked at each other. The two had always had a tacit understanding of work. Zhou He turned around and said, "Jing Jihan, the meeting has been going on for more than an hour, and we have arranged it in advance. You can pass by at any time."

  Lu Zhao on the side, directly pressed the floor where the third meeting room is located.

  Shen He’s report continues: “Jing Lao has been informed by us before he enters the meeting room, and he is still dealing with the people on Jing Yuanbin’s side.”

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  East side office building of Yingjing Group Building, No. 3 meeting room.

With the assistance of many friends, Jing Yuanbin has successfully mastered the right to speak, and regardless of the warning gaze cast by Mr. Jing, who was sitting in the first place, raised his hand to sort out the cufflinks of expensive suits, and was polite to everyone sitting in the meeting. He nodded slightly, and then suddenly hit a few keys on the laptop in front of him, and at the same time took out the miniature remote control in his pocket, and projected the contents of the computer to the huge high-definition display in front.

On the screen, there are photos of Jing Jihan after a car accident on a cliff, a black Bentley with a distorted body after falling off the cliff, and a blood spot on the scene. An electronic blood spot inspection report is attached next to it, which proves to be Jing Jihan himself. blood.

"Dad, I know that you have always been optimistic about Jihan, so you will give him all of Jing's family, but the day is not fulfilled. Jihan has been killed and passed away more than a month ago, even if you can't accept this fact in your heart , Nor can we always have unrealistic illusions about his life and death. Yujing Group is like a country where every inch of the mountain and every inch of blood, the country cannot be left alone, and the group cannot be without the backbone of the chairman and executive president. You always refuse to announce the news that Jihan is no longer alive, but you come to the company to inspect the company with your crutches trembling every day. You should be aware of your physical condition. You have already passed the age of retirement, and coupled with poor health, you have long been If you can’t control everything about the company, why bother to continue to conceal everyone and keep the company’s dominant position."

  Jing Yuanbin continued to press the miniature remote control in his hand, and cast all the news screenshots, videos, photos, and documents that could prove Jing Jihan’s death on the screen.

Director Zhao pinched the opportunity to follow along: "I have heard the news of Jing Zong's unfortunate death a long time ago, but the wind has been held up and down to death, but it is true that Mr. Jing has never reappeared since the accident, Jing Lao, You should tell everyone the truth. Everyone has already been mentally prepared."

Director Zhang nodded: "Yes, if you don’t trust Jing Lao to hand over the power of the company to people like us, Yuan Bin is always suitable. After all, he is your own son. He is even more senior than Jihan. Bin has done a lot for the company for so many years. When Jihan was here, he almost handed over the position of vice president of the group to him. Now that Jihan is not there, Yuanbin is the best candidate to come to Yujing Group. His great cause still belongs to the Jing family. Secondly, Jing Lao, you can also take care of your old age without worrying about the company’s affairs."

   Most of the other old directors who have been in the Yujing Group for many years followed suit. As a result, the rest of the directors and executives who did not make a statement or stand in line were silent and looked at each other, but they knew it in their hearts.

  Jing Yuanbin This is to take advantage of the opportunity of the board of directors to coordinate with some of the party members and directly push the old man to Jing.

  But the relevant departments have never issued the death certificate of the director. As long as there is no proof, the news of the death of the director can only be a rumor, which cannot be true.

The directors who have been following the attachment now are obviously the last few cards in Jing Yuanbin’s hand. They have done so today, either they are fully prepared, or they are the last one, and do not intend to continue to delay. Go down, so as not to have many dreams at night.

  Ke Jing Lao is indeed old, but he is not old and confused.

  Jing Yuanbin is pressing so hard, will he be too impatient?

  Jing Yuanbin put down the remote control and looked at the head of the conference table with a smile on his face, but he only looked at his grandfather Jing coldly and seriously: "Dad, Jihan is dead."

Director Zhao seemed to stand up unbearably at this time: "Master, how old you are this year, you should always have a clear mind. Yujing Group is not a small family workshop. The life and death of such a large group is all over Asia and the world. The financial industry in China has attracted much attention. Tens of millions of employees need a stable working environment. You can’t just occupy a position like a child’s play house. Jihan is no longer there and you are older. This president The position of sages should always be occupied by the sages. If you continue to not give an account to our board of directors and the entire group, our board of directors has the right to report impeachment to the industry and commerce department..."

  Suddenly, the closed conference room door opened from the outside to the inside.

"Is it?"

  A cold voice came from the door of the meeting room, as cold as the unmelted first snow on the top of the mountain, and instantly attracted the attention of all the directors sitting here——

  (End of this chapter)