Very Secretary-Chapter 522 Oppression

  He believed that Lang Jing would call. If you want to solve Lang Xiaobo's problem, you must be in Hongshan.

At the end of the performance yesterday, Lu Jianhong said to Lang Jing that he was going to Yanhua on the seventh day of the new year. The inner meaning was that you still have one day to work on this matter. If it is the seventh day of the new year, then Lang Xiaobo's dismissal is a sure thing. In fact, he didn't need to play these tricks with Lang Jing, and he didn't mean to embarrass Lang Jing. He just wanted to tell Lang Jing the fact that I, Lu Jianhong, am not a magnanimous person. I didn't trouble anyone who had offended me. I forgot, I just disdain, and now I'm being provoked, I won't be polite.

   "Jianhong, I took the child to play in the street, do you want to go with me?" An Ran asked in the living room.

  Lu Jianhong turned her head and said, "Go ahead, it's not convenient for me to show my face in public."

   An Ran gave Lu Jianhong a look of contempt. The word "showing one's face" was used... too much.

  Listening to the sound of An Ran taking the child out to close the door, Lu Jianhong checked the time on his phone, it was half past nine.

  Lu Jianhong decided to give Lang Jing another hour and a half. If there was no call by eleven o'clock, he would notify Hong Rubin to send a decision directly.

  The phone rang at ten o'clock. Lu Jianhong smiled lightly, but he didn't answer it.

   After a pause of three seconds, the phone rang again. Lu Jianhong didn't answer the phone until it was almost dead, and said lazily, "Who is it?"

  "Is it convenient to talk?" Lang Jing heard Lu Jianhong speaking in this tone, and thought An Ran was by her side.

  Lu Jianhong resisted the urge to laugh wildly, and said calmly, "It's convenient, what's the matter?"

Didn't hear Lang Jing speak, but could hear her footsteps, as if walking to a quiet place, and then heard her say: "It's about Xiaobo, just raise your hand, he's still young, let's talk to him What do you care about?"

  Lu Jianhong said lightly, "Why did you ask me for this matter? It's not me who dealt with him. If you want to find him, go to Hong Shan's secretary."

Lang Jing was stunned for a moment. Lu Jianhong's words were a little cold and heartless, but she knew that the breakup between the two made Lu Jianhong hate her family very much. The matter of Lang Xiaobo was just an inducement, and Lu Jianhong The purpose is to make her family look good.

   "Jianhong, I beg you, will it work?" Lang Jing lowered her voice and begged.

  Lu Jianhong's heart flashed with unbearable, but when he thought of the time when Lang Xueli raised his head and snorted into his nostrils, that unbearable was immediately replaced by determination, and said, "I still have things to do."

  "Jianhong, wait a minute." Seeing that Lu Jianhong wanted to hang up the phone, Lang Jing hurriedly called out before he could complain.

  Lu Jianhong was silent.

  "Jianhong, don't you even want to help with such things in our relationship?" Although Lang Jing also had complaints about her father, she still couldn't bear to let him compromise in front of Lu Jianhong.

Lu Jianhong sighed, but her tone became serious, and she said, "You are you, do you want me to come forward for anything in your family in the future? What am I? Could it be that the relationship between us is just something you use?" Weights?"

  Facing Lu Jianhong's almost accusatory tone, Lang Jing's heart trembled, and he couldn't help crying.

"If there is a cause, there must be an effect, and if there is an effect, there must be a cause. Let your father recollect it." Lu Jianhong slowed down his tone, but he was cursing in his heart, Lang Xueli, you old bastard, you actually asked your daughter to do something about your son In the early days, what do you think of your daughter? Didn't you jump up and down against your daughter dating me back then? How come it's changed again now?

   "Do you have time at noon? Have a meal together?" Lang Jing finally gave in.

   "No time." Lu Jianhong refused, feeling a little annoyed. Don't you know me yet? At this time, you still want to carry, how much can you carry?

   "My father wants to talk to you face to face." Lang Jing's trump card was revealed, and he could only say in his heart, Dad, I'm sorry, I tried my best. She didn't expect that Lu Jianhong's attitude was so tough this time, but she didn't expect that if Lu Jianhong hadn't given her such a chance, Lang Xiaobo's decision would have been made a long time ago, so why would he talk to her like this on the phone.

  Lang Jing's hole cards were revealed, and Lu Jianhong achieved his goal. He pretended to murmur and said, "Your father? Well, for your sake, I agree."

   After making an appointment at a hotel, Lu Jianhong said, "Don't come."

  Lang Jing was stunned for a moment, and said, "Why?"

"No reason, this is a requirement and a condition. If I see you appear, I won't stay for a second." Lu Jianhong hung up the phone almost arbitrarily, Lang Jing didn't understand why Lu Jianhong didn't Letting her be present was actually to give her face, because Lu Jianhong was determined to embarrass Lang Xueli. This could be understood as Lu Jianhong's revenge psychology. If there is room, he just wants to prove to Lang Xueli that the ineffective thing that you looked down on back then that seemed to be difficult to solve your own food and clothing problem is now appearing in front of you with a detached and oppressive aura.

  Sitting in the private room of the hotel, Lang Xueli had mixed feelings in his heart. It was a bit difficult for him to position himself rightly. Lu Jianhong's experience made him feel like he was dreaming. Sometimes, he also regretted his judgment on Lu Jianhong. For his son, it would be an excellent support, but he missed it. Not only did he miss it, but he also became the opposite of Lu Jianhong. Now he had to bow his head for his son.

   Seeing that ten minutes had passed and Lu Jianlai hadn't arrived yet, Lang Xueli was a little anxious, thinking, this Lu Jianhong wouldn't let his pigeons go, would he? She hurriedly called Lang Jing. Lang Jing smiled wryly. She knew that Lu Jianhong was trying to tease her father on purpose, but she still bit the bullet and called Lu Jianhong, but she didn't know that Lu Jianhong didn't answer her call at all. . After being stunned for a minute, Lang Jing finally came to his senses. Lu Jianhong didn't want her to get involved, but could he? With a wry smile, he gave Lu Jianhong's phone number to Lang Xueli, and said, "Dad, I think it's better for you to call him yourself."

Lang Xueli was angry with him. He knew how deep Lu Jianhong's affection for Lang Qing was before. He originally wanted to borrow this relationship, but it seemed that playing the emotional card would not be effective, so he called Lu Jianhong. The number rang for about five times before Lu Jianhong said, "Who is it?"

   "I'm Lang Xueli." When he announced his name, Lang Xueli had the urge to hit the wall, but for the sake of his son, he endured it.

  Lang Xueli said: "Have you arrived yet?"

"immediately."