Zhao Ningchu smiled: "Uncle Su, why do you think I have such a confidential document?"
"Xu Ming gave it to you?"
Su Qiming gritted his teeth and said.
"What do you think? Uncle Su, are you still saying you have no money? Either give me the money right now and I will pay wages to the workers below, or you can wait to go to jail.
Choose one of the two, which one do you choose?"
Ji's Group
"Xiuran, you are really ruthless. Zhao Ningchu is your wife. Is it appropriate for you to poach someone like this?"
Ji Xiuran raised his eyes and glanced at Gu Bei, who was sitting on the sofa. There was no unnecessary emotion on his face.
"Is this what you came to see me for?"
"Of course not. Everything you ordered before has been completed."
Ji Xiuran hummed indifferently.
Gu Bei looked at him with a puzzled look on his face: "I said you have suffered enough. They are riding a tiger and it's hard to get off. You don't want to help, but you push me."
Ji Xiuran said nothing, and Gu Bei continued: "Do you hate Zhao Ningchu so much? If you ask me, since you hate her, why did you marry her?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran answered: "She wants to divorce me!"
Gu Bei was stunned for two seconds before reacting: "You said Zhao Ningchu wants to divorce you?"
"Um!"
"Then you should set off firecrackers to celebrate, why do you look like a dead wife?"
Ji Xiuran didn't say anything. Gu Bei stared at him for a while, and then he said tentatively: "Brother, you don't have a crush on me, do you?"
When Ji Xiuran heard this, his expression changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down.
"No!"
"You're such a tough talker who only cares about snacks. Last time you asked me about my date with my girlfriend, did I do it with your wife?"
Ji Xiuran did not answer his question, but repeated what he just said.
"She wants a divorce!"
"you are not willing?"
"Um!"
Gu Bei rolled his eyes at him.
"Tch, you said you don't like her, but I think you're in love with her."
Ji Xiuran didn't say anything. He was very conflicted about himself now, but one thing that was very clear was that he didn't want a divorce.
"I say Mr. Ji, since you like this girl, stop it. Don't lose your wife and lose your troops when the time comes!"
"She wants to play? Then I will play with her."
"You want to use this method to force others?"
Ji Xiuran said seriously: "I am a businessman!"
Gu Bei sighed: "Well, since you said so, I have nothing to say. Regarding the shares held by Sinan's shareholders, I have now acquired all the shares.
You currently hold 46% of the shares, and Zhao Ningchu holds 35%, so you are now the largest shareholder."
After saying that, he stood up and placed all the documents he signed directly on Ji Xiuran's desk.
"Mr. Ji, when I came back, En Nan was surrounded by many migrant workers. Your little wife is in a bit of a dangerous situation. Take a look..."
Before he finished speaking, Ji Xiuran interrupted Gu Bei's words.
"What? You care about her?"
Gu Bei:......
What the hell?
It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. He doesn't know the good heart. You will be the one to cry in the future.
"As expected, it's Mr. Ji who acts vigorously and resolutely and won't be tied down by his children's personal affairs. Okay, if you don't care, I'll leave."
After saying that, he waved to Ji Xiuran and left directly.
As soon as Gu Bei left, Ji Xiuran devoted his thoughts directly to work.
Her fingertips were tapping the keyboard quickly. Although there was nothing wrong with what she typed, her movements on the keyboard betrayed him.
After Ji Xiuran hesitated in this state for an hour, he stopped what he was doing, leaned on his chair, and looked at the ceiling.
He reached out to take off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose to relieve fatigue.
He just sat there in a daze, staring at the ceiling for a while. Then he stood up, picked up his coat and walked out.
Su Yang happened to run into Ji Xiuran while holding the document.
"Mr. Ji, there are documents that I need you to check over here!"
"Leave it first!"
After saying that, he walked towards the elevator without looking back.
Su Yang hurriedly caught up: "Mr. Ji, where are you going?"
"Eun-nam!"
After saying that, he entered the elevator directly.
Half an hour later, Ji Xiuran's car parked steadily at the downstairs of Ennan Group. Dozens of people were surrounding the place, but even so, Ji Xiuran also saw that petite figure in the crowd.
She doesn't know what she is talking about at this moment?
The childishness on his face faded, and his eyes were firm.
People around her surrounded her, and suddenly, a reflected light shot into Ji Xiuran's eyes.
Guitar quickly opened the car door and got out of the car, walking towards Zhao Ningchu step by step, their eyes touching.
When Zhao Ningchu saw Ji Xiuran, she was obviously stunned for a moment.
"How did you come?"
Ji Xiuran reached out and grabbed her wrist and said with a cold face: "Go home!"
Zhao Ningchu was a little confused about this person who suddenly came to kill him. She shook off Ji Xiuran's hand and said calmly: "I haven't finished my work yet."
"go home!"
Ji Xiuran repeated that he looked like a child who couldn't get candy and did some outrageous things willfully.
"Ji Xiuran, I really don't have time to waste with you now. You go to the car and wait for me. We'll talk after it's over!"
Ji Xiuran ignored her and pulled her away.
Suddenly, the migrant workers in the crowd began to become restless, and a man wearing a mask came out of the crowd with a dagger in his hand.
The man looked at the two people who were about to leave, his eyes fixed on Zhao Ningchu's back, and there was a terrifying cruelty in his eyes.
He tightened the dagger in his hand, then raised the dagger and rushed out, shouting loudly as he rushed: "Ah, go to hell..."
"Ahhhh..."
Zhao Ningchu heard the screams coming from behind her. She subconsciously turned her head and looked back. When she turned around, she saw a bright dagger stabbing towards her.
This sudden change left her with no room to react. Just when Zhao Ningchu thought that she was going to become a dead soul under the knife, a sudden strong force pulled her away, and then she crashed directly into a strong chest.
The next second, a man's muffled sound was heard in his ears, as well as the sound of the dagger piercing the bone. It was obviously so faint, but at this moment and Zhao Ningchu's facial features seemed to be infinitely magnified, and they could hear the scene clearly.
In just over ten seconds, Zhao Ningchu felt as if centuries had passed. She was still leaning in Ji Xiuran's arms in a daze.
His eyes were a little dull.
At this moment, Zhao Ningchu had no time to think too much. She slowly raised her head and looked at the man who was a head taller than herself. From this angle, Zhao Ningchu could only see his chin.
"Ji Xiuran, you..."
"fine!"
Zhao Ningchu felt the gravity on her body. She didn't believe that Ji Xiuran was okay. If he was okay, why couldn't he stand firmly and had to rely on her?
Zhao Ningchu reached out to hug Ji Xiuran's waist, and her palms suddenly became sticky.
"You are hurt?"
At this moment, Zhao Ningchu's head was buzzing.
Why?
Why did Ji Xiuran protect her from the knife?
"Madam, dial 120 quickly!" Su Yang's voice brought Zhao Ningchu back from his thoughts.
right!
Call an ambulance.
Zhao Ningchu quickly took out her mobile phone and dialed 120.
Zhao Ningchu looked at the blood on his hands, and the hand holding the phone was trembling.
"I'm fine..."
Ji Xiuran's voice rang in his ears, and Zhao Ningchu's eyes turned red instantly.
'Well, the ambulance will be here soon, you'll be fine!'
Ten minutes later, the ambulance arrived, and the man with the mask was caught and taken to the police station.
At this moment, Ji Xiuran had already passed out. When Zhao Ningchu followed him into the ambulance, tears were still falling down his face.
When he arrived at the hospital, he was sent directly to the emergency room, while Zhao Ningchu was locked outside.
When Su Yang rushed over, he saw Zhao Ningchu sitting alone on a chair in the corridor, his head lowered and he didn't know what he was thinking.
He stepped forward: "Madam..."
Zhao Ningchu raised his eyes, his eyes were red.
"How about it?"
"The police are still interrogating. Madam, don't worry. You should go back and change clothes first. Ji will be fine!"
Zhao Ningchu lowered his head and glanced at himself. His clothes were covered in blood, which was a bit shocking to see.
She nodded slightly: "Okay, let me know if anything happens as soon as possible!"
Zhao Ningchu had something on his mind and did not dare to stay at home any longer. He returned to Gu Ran's place, changed his clothes and rushed over. There was no trace of Su Yang in the corridor.
Zhao Ningchu murmured, and saw that the operation was still going on, and suddenly felt uncertain.
Why did Ji Xiuran block the knife for her?
Just as Zhao Ningchu was lost in thought, the door to the operating room opened, and Zhao Ningchu hurried forward: "Doctor, how are you doing?"
The doctor glanced at Zhao Ningchu, then looked at the emergency medical record in his hand, and said with regret: "I'm sorry, the rescue was ineffective and there are no vital signs. My condolences to the family!"
When Zhao Ningchu heard this, he was stunned.
Rescue failed?
No features??
But everyone was clearly breathing in the ambulance, so why did they just say no and then die?
"Doctor, try again, try again!"
"I'm sorry, he was already dead when he was brought here. The injury was too serious."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the emergency room was opened, and medical staff came out one after another.
Ji Xiuran froze when he looked at the hospital bed being pushed out by emergency personnel.
Ji Xiuran is dead?
Just under the white cloth?
Zhao Ningchu stepped forward and stared blankly, Ji Xiuran is dead? Does that mean she doesn't have to divorce him?
Does that mean that all the Ji family’s property belongs to them?
"Ji Xiuran!"
She said in a hoarse voice: "You said you died at the right time. I owe a lot of debt, and you died like this. How much inheritance will I have to inherit from you...
Look, you don’t need to agree to divorce now, I’m free..."
As Zhao Ningchu spoke, he made a low sound, half-laughing and half-crying!
"Zhao Ningchu!"
The man's deep voice sounded, and Zhao Ningchu frowned.
This voice is somewhat familiar.
He looked straight at the body covered with white cloth: "Look at you, you still don't forget to threaten me even after you die? Come here, you have the ability to jump up and hit me? I will let you know how to bully me."
"Are you happy that I'm dead?"
The voice sounded from behind again. Zhao Ningchu froze, turned around with tears in his eyes, and fell to the ground in shock.