"What kind of god is going to go?"

Lin Xijia reached out and shook her eyes, "You two don't communicate at home, so it's so difficult to dig out words, right?"

It’s not that she had a deep misunderstanding of Ming Si and Liang Xian. These two were famous enemies when they were studying.

Liang Xian was a noble and lazy young master at high school. Although he had good grades, he was not very lawful and was a not so typical good student.

To some extent, it is even more difficult than the traditional "poor student".

After Ming Si was elected as the president of the Student Union in the second year of high school, the conflict between the two people has increased linearly.

For some time, Ming Si caught Liang Xian and looked for trouble every day.

So when Lin Xijia went to school every day, she could see Master Liang practicing autographs at the school gate.

After saying hello to Ming Si, she looked at Feng Jibing curiously. The rows of "League 2 (18) Class, Liang Xian" seemed to be collecting stamps with obsessive-compulsive disorder.

The eldest young master didn't care much. He skillfully signed the name and threw down his pen. He raised his eyes lazily, "Are you okay?"

Ming Si took Feng Jibing and raised her arms without looking at it. "Remember, you have to wear a school sign in the future when entering and leaving the school gate, so you won't be able to use it as an example."

The eldest young master was in his school uniform pocket with one hand, and he should be careless, "I understand."

...Then the next day, Lin Xijia saw Liang Xian being arrested by Ming Si and registered at the school gate.

The two of them looked very good, wearing the blue and white school uniforms that were selected as the number one in the city in the affiliated high school. At first glance, they looked like celebrities were filming campus movies.

So Lin Xijia had a lot of imagination and thought that these two people would have sparked some love, and the boat of friendship would have to swell into the river of love.

Of course, reality is also very cruel, and I ignore the imagination of her script enthusiast.

Now many years have passed, and this boat is still as stable as an old dog.

"You're talking nonsense, I'm not so naive," Ming Si refused to admit it after hearing Lin Xijia recall the past, "Is it just that he is too maverick, okay? Other students from the affiliated high school are obedient and wear school signs every day, and I can't catch them even if I want to."

In fact, after Lin Xijia said this, Ming Si had already recalled her psychological state when she was looking for trouble.

But her idol has a heavy burden and will never admit that she has taken revenge on her own if she is beaten to death.

"Yes, yes," Lin Xijia touched the cat and responded perfunctorily, "You are open and honest, because Liang Xian has too many problems! It's time to catch it."

Ming Si was not very satisfied with her tone, so she glanced over and asked silently.

Lin Xijia held the ragdoll cat in front of her face, avoided the murderous sight, and said with some confidence, "He is my boss."

What's wrong with the boss?

Is this the reason why you collude with enemies and treason?

Ming Si said angrily without thinking, "I am your boss's wife."

Lin Xijia didn't react a little, and after a while, she opened her mouth, "Ah..." and then looked at her thoughtfully.

"Am I wrong?"

Ming Si also realized what she said, but in the face of Lin Xijia's inquiry, she still stretched out her calm skin and put down a few words when she stood up, "This is an objective fact."

Ming Si returned to the computer by the windowsill and sat down, straightened her body, opened a folder, and showed off her attitude of being ready to do a serious business.

Lin Xijia put down the cat and let it walk out with elegant steps, while she walked around Ming Si behind her back.

"Si Si, don't you think you're doing that just now," she snatched her words, "It seems that you unconsciously agree with something?"

Ming Si dragged the mouse and sorted out her design work without raising her eyelids, "What do you want to say?"

"Actually, Liang Xian has always been accustomed to girls. Did you notice it?" Lin Xijia didn't get to the point directly, but started talking nonsense. "No more, every time he was caught by you, he signed at the school gate, the speed of girls entering the school gate will slow down, and they wish they could grow on the ground.

And those who were chasing him desperately, who was not a class beauty level figure?

The suitors can line up from the east gate to the teaching building, but they don’t like any of them, so they like Liang Xian.”

Did she come to listen to Lin Xijia’s fancy bragging of the beam?

Ming Si put the mouse heavily, and before he could speak, he heard Lin Xijia say in a fast speed, "So I think it might be a bit dangerous for you to live with Liang Xian. Have you been with him recently? Is your heart thumping over?"

With Liang now, my little heart was thumping over, Ming Si didn't have time to recall it carefully.

But the moment Lin Xijia finished speaking, she felt as if she was stepping on the air, and her fingertips were so shocked that she felt numb.

——

"After all, I'm young, and I can't hold my breath," said Director Zheng, who is over 50 years old in Jinghong's headquarters, sitting outside his desk, judging the man opposite, and speaking first, "I thought I had sat firmly in the position of the heir and was too eager to show off, so I often had bad things."

Liang Jinyu leaned against the chair, his palms overlapping, and he made no sound.

Seeing this, Director Zheng sighed again, "Jinyu, you are the one I have grown up when I see you. Let's close the door and say something about your own words.

For Jinghong, the one who can bring huge benefits is the pilot that the directors are looking forward to. How can he, a young master, convince the public?"

Director Zheng is also an old fox-like figure. He doesn't show his strength on weekdays, but he does a lot of things that go against Liang Zhihong.

Under Liang Jinyu's protection, he luckily escaped the rectification. Now the two of them are tied to a boat.

Therefore, as soon as the news that Liang Xian was about to arrive at Jinghong headquarters came, Director Zheng found Liang Jinyu's office to discuss countermeasures.

Since he couldn't get off the pirate ship, he had to keep encouraging the vice president who seemed to have a faint decline, "You are different. Over the years, your contribution to Jinghong has been obvious to everyone, and may not be without a chance of winning."

After Director Zheng said these seemingly sincere words, sweat almost broke out from his forehead - Liang Jinyu was not a little hairy child after all, and he didn't expect this puppy of the void painting to fool people.

But more or less, he hopes that Liang Jinyu can clarify his life goals and burn his fighting spirit to fight for power.

He could be excited, and at least they still had hope of surviving. Are they still slumping here like this, waiting for Liang Xian to stab them one by one?

"The extraordinary general meeting of shareholders will be waiting..."

Director Zheng said nothing, Liang Jinyu raised his head and called him, "Uncle Zheng."

Director Zheng was stunned, "Oh."

"Don't waste your energy. Liang Xian is not a thing in the pool," Liang Jinyu leaned against the back of the chair and looked out the huge floor-to-ceiling window. "Jinghong Film is his test site, and now it's just Jinghong's turn."

In fact, Liang Jinyu is not blamed for being decadent.

If anyone had learned that he had been operating the transfer of funds in a short period of time, he had long been held in his hands as a handle, and the other party had not known how to cut off all his contacts with other groups, which led to the senior executives who had had a good chat with him collectively losing their memory and starting to pretend to be stupid... It would be nice not to jump to a building.

On the day of the engagement banquet, he felt that he might not have no chance of winning by joining forces with external forces to snatch Jinghong back from Liang Xian.

Now that I recalled that thought, I just felt like a different life.

Director Zheng opened his mouth, "This..."

Liang Jinyu closed his eyes, "Uncle Zheng, you said we are our own family, so I just said it."

"Liang Zhihong will not hand over Jinghong to me. In his eyes, it is already a perfect end to make me be the vice president."

Liang Jinyu didn't know what he had hoped for and was told by himself.

He paused and didn't think about it anymore, "So, I'm leaving Jinghong and giving Huasheng a big gift along the way.

I hope you are still on my side.”

In Pingcheng, Jinghong, Mingshi and Huasheng, the three groups are three-legged. At that time, the land in Binhai often involved nearly 100 billion working capital, and no matter which of the three companies could not afford it, hence the marriage between the first two companies.

Now that the engagement banquet has passed, Binhai’s project is also being promoted. Liang Jinyu, as the vice president, directly connects with this key project.

What is the gift he is talking about? It goes without saying.

"Jinyu!"

Director Zheng didn't expect that he was making this abacus and stood up suddenly, "Jinghong is not only a group, but also your father's hard work!"

Director Zheng's unbelievable and even a faint angry reaction eliminated the only guilt in Liang Jinyu's heart.

"If it comes to his opinion," he said nothing, "my dad actually has nothing to do with me."

——

"Mr. Liang," in the vice president's office, a man in suit and tie walked past the screen under the guidance of his assistant. He called the young man behind the desk, and then stood there. After a group of assistants next to him noticed that the atmosphere automatically retreated, he whispered, "The loss assessment report you want has come out."

Liang Xian said "hmm" and said, "How much?"

The man handed over a paper document, "1.3 billion."

This is the figure deduced by the fact that Liang Jinyu plans to avoid losses as much as possible under the premise of knowing in advance what tricks Liang Jinyu intends to do. If there is no preparation, it may directly lead to the temporary shelving of the development of the coastal project, and the losses can be said to be immeasurable.

"No," Liang Xian looked in a good mood and said half-jokingly, "The 1.3 billion trade secret is enough to send him to jail."

"This..." The wealthy family struggled, and if they had a disagreement, they would give people a trap and send them to jail. The man suddenly didn't know how to speak. After thinking about it, he said pragmatically, "Mr. Liang, you have just been transferred to the headquarters and let the Binhai project happen such a big thing. Where does Director Liang and other directors..."

He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was clear. Liang Xian raised his chin slightly and signaled him to continue.

So the man conscientiously reminded, "There is still a 1.3 billion funding gap. If something happens, the final account will still be calculated on your head."

"I'm thinking about it all, the funding gap is nothing," Liang Xian leaned against the back of the chair, "As for the move now, it's a bit hasty."

He looked calm and could not see the word "rush".

"Then why do you have to look at Liang Jinyu in the morning and force him to jump over the wall with a hurry?"

Liang Xian changed his posture, and thought of something that made him feel like a moment, and then gave him an answer that didn't fit his style, "I want to get angry quickly."

For the little peacock at home.

——
To be continued...