Ming Zhenguo nodded, and Mr. Ming asked the housekeeper to take out the fine ginseng from the warehouse and pack it before he walked out of Ming's house.

Ming Zhenguo arrived at Jing's Group first and walked quickly to the front desk.

"Hello, I'm looking for depth of field."

"Do you have an appointment?"

"No." Ming Zhenguo said, "Please give me a call and tell me that Ming Zhenguo has something important to ask him."

"please wait."

While the front desk was on the phone, Ming Zhenguo's fingers were tapping anxiously on the table. He was really worried that Shen Jing wouldn't even want to meet him.

Although the depth of field was much smaller than him, he never knew clearly what this junior was thinking.

After the call, Ming Zhenguo looked at the front desk eagerly, "How is it? Will he see me?"

"Please wait a moment, Assistant Lin will come to pick you up."

Hearing this, Ming Zhenguo felt a little more at ease.

As long as Depth of Field is willing to see him, it means there is room for change in this matter.

At the same time, Mr. Ming also arrived at Jingzhai. When Mr. Jing heard that Mr. Ming was coming, he was stunned for a moment, then he immediately realized it and couldn't help laughing.

"Having such a son is really enough for his old age to drink from."

After saying that, he asked Butler Li to bring him in.

When Mr. Ming came in, Mr. Jing had already made tea and was sitting there. When he sat down, a cup of hot tea was already placed in front of him.

As soon as Mr. Ming came in, he placed the ginseng he brought on the table, "Brother, this is an eight-hundred-year-old ginseng. I got it by chance. It just serves as a gift for today's visit."

Mr. Jing raised his eyes and looked away, not picking it up.

"Why did you give me such a valuable thing? Take it back quickly."

"I've already brought it over, brother, just accept it." After he finished speaking, his expression was a little hesitant, but then he firmed up and looked at Mr. Jing.

"Brother, to be honest, I came here today to ask you something."

After listening to this, Mr. Jing also put down the teacup in his hand and looked at him, "I know what you are going to say, but this matter is entirely up to Ah Shen. I am old and can't control him anymore. If you are smart, just

Go find Ah Shen."

Hearing this, Mr. Ming's tone became much more anxious.

"I know that my unsatisfactory second son has done a lot of bastard things. He didn't know people well and was taken advantage of. Don't worry, I will definitely send him abroad and never let him come back to be an eyesore. Brother, just

Could you please help me say a few words in front of Mr. Jing?"

"Old Ming." Mr. Jing looked at him, "We have known each other for so many years, and I can tell you clearly that this matter involves my late son and daughter-in-law. Your second son is not stupid.

If someone is going to die, we are not forcing him to get involved. If I go and tell Ah Shen about this matter, how can I be worthy of my dead son and daughter-in-law? If you beg me, why not go to Ah Shen."

After hearing this, Mr. Ming knew that he had no hope at all here. At that moment, he was no longer in the mood to chat and drink tea. He stood up in despair, said hello to Mr. Jing and walked out.

"Wait, take the ginseng away."

"You can keep it, brother, as if the Ming family is apologizing to you."

"Take it away." Mr. Jing said again, "Your son is not you, I can tell the difference clearly."

Mr. Jing insisted, but Mr. Ming couldn't resist him, so he could only take back whatever he took.

When they arrived at Ming's house, everyone saw the old man coming back with the box, looking a little old, and their hearts suddenly pounded.

Ming Zhenqiang's wife walked up to the old man, her eyes still red, and looked at the old man who wanted to ask but didn't dare to ask.

Mr. Ming glanced at her and said in a weak voice, "I have no choice. Let's look at the boss."

Hearing this, Ming Zhenqiang's wife's eyes turned redder.

Jing and Lin Ting took Ming Zhenguo to the conference room, and it took half an hour for Depth of Field to come over.

"Sorry, I have an impromptu meeting and I'm late."

Ming Zhenguo repeatedly said it didn't matter.

Now he was asking for depth of field again. Even if the depth of field asked him to wait all afternoon, he would have to wait there without any complaints.

"I wonder if Uncle Ming came to Jing's today to discuss any cooperation?"

"I don't dare to cooperate. I came here for my unfulfilled brother." Ming Zhenguo wiped the sweat from his face and continued: "I know that my brother has done many wrong things. Although I am very embarrassed, I still

I would like to ask Mr. Jing to be more flexible, and the conditions are whatever you want."

Hearing this, Jing Shen smiled, but the smile was not as deep as his eyes.

"You are joking. The second master of the Ming family is at the police station now. If you have something to do, you have to go to the police. What's the use of looking for me?"

Hearing this, Ming Zhenguo smiled bitterly, "Mr. Jing, I know that my brother is really wrong this time, but don't worry, as long as you can let him go this time, the Ming family will send him abroad. I promise

There is no such person as Ming Zhenqiang in the capital anymore. Are you satisfied with this?"

"That's a member of your Ming family, why do you want me to be satisfied?"

Seeing Depth of Field's indifferent attitude, Ming Zhenguo didn't dare to complain at all and could only keep smiling.

Thinking of his siblings who had been crying at home and his father who had aged instantly, he thought of something and gritted his teeth.

"Is Mr. Jing interested in the Ming family's hot spring mountain project? The Ming family is willing to cooperate with the Jing family."

Hearing the words Wenquan Mountain, Depth of Field raised his eyes and looked at the person opposite, "Isn't the Ming family unwilling to cooperate with others?"

"It is the blessing of the Ming family to cooperate with the Jing family. The Ming family has invested most of the funds in this hot spring mountain project. I can't trust other groups, but I can trust the Jing family. If Mr. Jing is willing to let my second brother go,

Yima, the Ming family is willing to work with the Jing family on the Hot Spring Mountain project."

After hearing what he said, Jing Shen pondered for a moment and remained silent. Just when Ming Zhenguo thought that this was not possible, he finally spoke.

"let me consider it."

"Okay, then I'll go back and draw up a contract first, and I'll show it to you then."

"Thanks a lot."

After Jing Shen finished speaking, Lin Ting stepped forward. Ming Zhenguo greeted Jing Shen and left Jing's family.

After a few minutes, Lin Ting came back again.

"President, Ming Zhenqiang's side..."

"I'll lock him up for a few days and let him remember it. Take a good look at the contract with the Ming family. Since he dares to do it, the Ming family will pay for him. I'm not the Holy Mother."

"I see."
Chapter completed!