"No, no! Doctor Ye, how could I look forward to the future of the Jing family!"

Jiang Hang immediately waved his hand and sweated on his forehead: "In my opinion, it will be a matter of time before the Jing family is destroyed! Their stocks have no value to buy!"

"You don't have to be so panic. Everyone has their own views on things. But this view is limited by the pattern and vision, and I can understand." Ye Mo said lightly: "I respect your views."

“Yes, yes!”

Jiang Hang looked embarrassed. Ye Mo said that he had no pattern and no vision!

Although he was puzzled, Jiang Hang still didn't believe that Ye Mo could destroy the Jing family.

Now he is just following Ye Mo to take one step at a time.

"Brother Ye, someone is coming outside."

Suddenly, Hong Bao walked in and said.

"Who is here?"

"That man called himself Jing Guoxiong." Hong Bao's face was solemn.

"Jing Guoxiong? Interesting, is the head of the Jing family coming to the door? Let's see, see." Ye Mo stood up and took Jiang Hang to the office area of ​​Qingtian Evening News.

At the entrance, a middle-aged man stood there.

This man has a national face, two sword eyebrows that are powerful without anger, and has no expression on his face. His eyes are as deep as the ocean. He can't tell what he is thinking. There is a sense of majesty all over his body.

This majesty is as thick as a mountain and deep as it makes people dare not get close to it.

On the chest of his clothes, there was also a golden round tulip badge.

That is the family emblem of the Jing family.

The person who came was Jing Guoxiong. Now the head of the Jing family is a person who calls the wind and rain in the entire Six Capitals.

Next to him was a man in his forties with a camera hanging on his chest, Huo Zhenghao, the headquarters of Liudu Evening News.

Behind the two, seven or eight members of the Jing family's blood-handed hands looked around with cold faces and were on guard.

"Head of the Jing family, he is Jiang Hang, the editor-in-chief of Qingtian Evening News." Huo Zhenghao said immediately when he saw Jiang Hang come out.

"Oh? Hello, Jing Guoxiong."

Jing Guoxiong smiled and stretched out his broad palm towards Jiang Hang.

"You... Hello, Jiang Hang." Jiang Hang shook hands with Jing Guoxiong, a little nervous.

After all, the other party is the head of the Jing family, and there are millions of employees under his command.

In front of Jing Guoxiong, Jiang Hang is an ant, and Jiang Hang is clear about this.

Although they are now hostile to each other, the anxiety and tension that we are uncontrollable when we see a real person.

Jing Guoxiong's eyes were vicious, and he could see Jiang Hang's condition at this moment, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

Where can such a person get the courage to publish negative news from the Jing family and be enemies of the Jing family?

Immediately afterwards, Jing Guoxiong looked at the young man standing behind Jiang Hang again.

The young man's eyes were calm and his expression was calm. Compared to Jiang Hang, he was more relaxed and not pretended, which surprised Jing Guoxiong even more.

Another point is that this young man looks familiar, and it seems that he has seen it somewhere!

But Jing Guoxiong couldn't remember it for a while.

"Editor Jiang, I won't talk nonsense anymore." Jing Guoxiong smiled, but this smile made people feel creepy:

"First, I want to know why you posted negative news and are enemies of our Jing family. We should not have much hatred between us and you."

"Second, do you know Zheng Cai? Did he provide those negative news?"

"Third, what is your purpose for various news? If you want money, the Jing family can give you it. If you want fame, the Jing family can give you it."

Jiang Hang was silent for a while before he spoke:

"Mr. Jing, I'm sorry, I can't answer you for your first two questions. The last one is OK. My purpose is not to seek wealth or fame. I only seek justice and Qingtian. This is also my original intention of handling Qingtian Evening News."

"The Jing family has been in Jiang Province for many years. How many workers have they squeezed? How many blood steamed buns have they eaten? Because of how many people have died in your Jing family? Your head of the Jing family should know more about these than me."
Chapter completed!