Song Cheng was a little surprised. How could Qiao Muchen guess that Mrs. Li misjudged him as Li Zhennan?

"I grew up with Li Beiting since I was a child, and I know a lot about his family."

Qiao Muchen seemed to be trapped in memories, but it quickly moved on.

"I was there on the day when Mrs. Li was mentally ill, and I knew the whole story. After investigation, we found that the fundamental factor that stimulated her was Uncle Li, so I had this kind of guess. However, someone felt earlier than Mrs. Li that you and the young Uncle Li were very similar, and their voices were also clear and pleasant male voices..."

"You mean someone took advantage of this on the day we visited Mrs. Li?" Song Cheng knew it instantly.

Qiao Muchen: "Yes."

"This is too scary."

Qiao Muchen seriously reminded Song Cheng: "So, you must be careful."

Song Cheng nodded: "I know, don't worry."

"Now you are forced to get involved, it's my responsibility."

Qiao Muchen stepped forward and approached Song Cheng. Even with Song Cheng's words, he was still uneasy.

Song Cheng shook his head: "They are in the dark, you are in the light, and you must take good care of yourself."

...

A week later, the projects of Li Yanyi and Li's Group had problems again, and this time it was a safety issue for another construction site.

After receiving the news, Li Yanyi frowned and scolded the project manager: "What's going on? Are you mentally retarded? The company just happened the same thing and handed over a fine of 30 million yuan! I repeatedly emphasized checking all site construction safety issues, and the feedback said there was no problem. What's the result? How do you explain the current administrative penalty?"

"Manager, we can't blame us for this matter. Some workers deliberately conceal the news. Now the worker..."

The secretary knocked on the door and interrupted the conversation between the two people: "Manager Li, Secretary-General of the Li Group, said that he was referring to Mr. Li's words."

Li Yan's heart was for no reason and his face suddenly changed: "Check in."

"OK."

The secretary went back and transferred the phone to the call route in Li Yanyi's office.

"Hello, Manager Li, I am Feng Jia, Secretary-General of Li Group. Since your company has breached trust in our company and violated the terms of the contract, our company will stop its cooperation with your company. Goodbye."

Feng Jia conveyed this message to Li Yanyi in standard Mandarin, a robot.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Secretary-General. I just received the news and gave me a chance to explain to President Li. We have always attached great importance to our business integrity. It is impossible to make the same mistake twice. This time there must be some inside information. It is not too late to give me time to investigate clearly and then proceed to the next step."

As soon as Li Yan finished speaking quickly, he was afraid that the secretary-general would hang up the phone.

"Sorry, Manager Li, Mr. Li should have given you a chance in an informal occasion." Feng Jia deliberately paused for a moment. She was responsible for reporting Li Yanyi's whereabouts that time.

She continued: "If every company is like your company, the Li Group will no longer exist."

Of course, Li Yanyi knew that she was talking about in a Japanese restaurant, so he knew that Li Beiting was deliberately blocking him there. This man is worthy of being vengeful and meticulous. He just went to find Song Yan and was found by him.

He thought a lot in his mind, but he immediately explained: "Secretary-General, we really need this cooperation. You also know that in order to restore integrity, our company has borne a fine of 30 million. This amount is not a small matter for our company, and the money was originally borne by the Li Group..."

"Manager Li, the fine this time is 50 million. Do you have to bear it too?" Feng Jia interrupted Li Yanyi.

“…”

Li Yanyi was silent.

Feng Jia: "If your company takes responsibility, I will convey it to Mr. Li, and then Mr. Li will decide whether to continue to cooperate. What do you think?"

"We can't afford so much money for a while, can we be lenient for a few days?" Li Yan racked his brains to think about how to get the money. If the company bears it all, their cash flow will be problematic, causing the capital chain to be broken, the entire operation will be paralyzed, and the company will not be far from going bankrupt.

"I'll transfer it for you."

Feng Jia was doing his job and hung up the phone neatly.

She walked quickly towards the president's office in high heels.

Li Beiting was having lunch with Song Yan. Song Yan was talking about something fun, and Li Beiting looked at her with a doting look on his face.

Neither of them noticed Feng Jia outside the glass door.

Feng Jia was outside and saw the scene inside clearly. Judging from her work experience following Li Beiting for many years, at this time... she turned around and left.

Feng Jia had just returned to the secretariat and saw Li Yuan sitting on the sofa, coming to her with an apology letter.

"You can help me with Miss Song." Li Yuan asked embarrassedly. She and Feng Jia are both old employees of this company and have some friendship.

"I am the Secretary-General of President Li. I can help you write what you wrote to President Li. Since this apology letter is for Miss Song, you can go in person." Feng Jia didn't know the cause and effect, but she didn't ask for her most basic work qualities.

"I haven't encountered the right opportunity to give her." Li Yuan's face was not very good. After she offended Song Cheng that day, she was worried and immediately went back to write an apology letter, wanting to give it to Song Cheng. But she couldn't see Song Cheng, so she could only think about giving it to Song Yan. But Song Yan stayed with Li Beiting every day, and she really didn't find a chance.

"It's quite strange that you have the chance to offend her and don't have the chance to apologize." Feng Jia teased casually.

"I want to talk to Miss Song alone."

Since Li Yuan is an old employee, she naturally knows Li Beiting's temper. She guessed that Li Beiting must not know what happened at the front desk that day, otherwise there would be no movement after so many days, so she would not dare to give the apology letter in front of Li Beiting.

"Mr. Li has a meeting at 2 o'clock in the afternoon. You can come up at that time." Feng Jia glanced at the schedule and said, she could only help here.

"Okay, thank you for gathering together this weekend."

"Next time. Your design department is not affected by public opinion and the work planning is orderly, so it will be difficult for us. The busiest thing to do whenever there is such a thing is the secretariat." Feng Jia pinched her temples and said casually.

"Then you are busy first, wait until you have time." Li Yuan walked out and met Song Yan head-on.

Song Yan didn't care and walked towards the bathroom.

"Miss Song." Li Yuan stopped her.

"Hmm?" Song Yan stopped and turned to look at her.

"What a coincidence, I was thinking about how to give you this, and you came out."

"What?" Song Yan looked at the envelope in her hand in confusion.

"It was my apology letter to Song Cheng. I was wrong that day. I only listened to one-sided news and did not verify the facts, which led to a great misunderstanding of Song Cheng. If possible, I hope you don't care and forgive me this time."

Li Yuan said as he gave her the apology letter.

It was a bit thick cowhide envelope.

Song Yan didn't answer, just said, "It's okay, we're almost forgotten. If you don't mention it, I can't remember it at all. Don't care. Keep going to work."

"But Mr. Qiao said he wanted President Li to deal with it..."

"Is that right? I haven't seen him tell Mr. Li that it may be just scaring you, so don't forget to think about it. This kind of misunderstanding is inevitable. If everyone cares about it, wouldn't it be exhausted?"

Song Yan smiled, as if the winter sun was warm and radiant.

"Thank you, I'm really sorry." Li Yuan's hand holding the cowhide bag squeezed hard.

"It's okay, goodbye." Song Yan crossed Li Yuan and walked straight to the bathroom. Something passed through his mind. Suddenly, he turned his head and reached out to Li Yuan, saying, "Give me your apology letter."

"No, no, there is no need, anyway, thank you. I'll go to work first." Li Yuan refused and quickly walked towards the elevator.

Song Yan looked at her back suspiciously, and finally shook her head and went to the bathroom.

"Hi."
Chapter completed!