Chapter 432

The more he appeased himself, the more uneasy song Qingcheng was. Watching him driving away in a hurry, her inner uneasiness became more and more turbulent.

"Qing Cheng, Zheng Ting?" Song's mother will come out with the soup. Without seeing Ji Zhengting, she asks her.

"Something happened to him suddenly. He left first." Song Qingcheng couldn't get up because she was not steady.

"What's so important?"

Song Qingcheng shook his head.

"You're not fighting with him again, are you?" Mother song guessed.

“……” What is a fight again? She seldom quarrels with him, OK?! Of course, she's not in the mood to explain, "forget it, let's eat for ourselves."

She sat down at the table, said it was eating, picked up chopsticks, but no appetite.

……

Ji Zhengting rushed to the company and went directly back to the office. Gao Xin had been waiting in the office. When he came in, he gave him his notebook.

Ji Zhengting took the notebook and sat down on the sofa. Open the mailbox and enter the password.

There are two unread e-mails in the mailbox. One of them is an e-mail from abroad. He clicks it open and a design drawing pops out. It's a building plan.

"Take the drawings issued by Mingcheng." Ji Zhengting reaches out his hand. Gao Xin gave him the drawings he had printed before. Ji Zhengting took it and compared it with the drawings on the computer.

As a result It's as like as two peas.

The drawing is in his hand and twisted into a ball. Junlang's facial features are also a bit gloomy and terrible.

Gao Xin has never seen the president lose such a big temper because of work, but he still has to remind him of some things, "president, the email was sent an hour ago, that is, during the time when you go out."

Of course, Ji Zhengting saw it. However, in just one hour, someone has stolen his drawings and released them as soon as possible.

What he spent a year waiting for was robbed in an hour

The most important thing is that his construction site is waiting for this design drawing to start construction. Now that the design drawing has been embezzled, what should he do with his project?

"President, Miss Song knows your email password. Look..." Gao Xin wants to talk but stops.

"Shut up Ji Zhengting gave a low and cold reprimand.

Now the drawings have been stolen in just an hour. In other words, everyone will doubt the person who knows his email password, and he is just on his way to the Song family.

If he didn't go to the Song family, it would be impossible for the drawings to be stolen.

"President, I know you don't want to believe that Miss Song did it. But we have to face the facts and make a good analysis Gao Xin Ma said boldly.

Ji Zhengting pressed his lips and said nothing.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Gao Xin continued: "think about it, only Miss Song knows your email password. Why did miss song let you go to her home at this time? Moreover, the relationship between Miss Song and Zhou Shaojing is not clear. You have no reason not to doubt it. "

"This matter is definitely related to Zhou Shaojing?" Ji Zhengting lit a cigarette and asked calmly.

"After the incident, I sent someone to investigate. I heard that a while ago, Zhou Shaojing and Yang Zheng often went in and out of the high-end club under Yang Zheng's name. They had a lot to do with each other."

"Where is Zhou Shaojing now?"

"I went to work normally in the morning and went to the construction site in the afternoon."

"Don't make it public for the time being."

"But what about our project?" At present, the most critical and eye-catching point.

Ji Zhengting is silent again.

Such a large project doesn't mean to shut down when it's shut down. And even if it stops, there's no way to explain it to the outside world. You know, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at the project in his hands right now.

Some people expect him to be the number one in Asia, while others wait behind his back to see his jokes.

Gao Xin also frowned, "president, say something you shouldn't say..."

"Don't say what you shouldn't!" Ji Zhengting knew what he said, so he interrupted him directly.

"President..."

"I repeat, song Qingcheng won't do such a thing!" The tone is firm and resolute.

He would rather believe that it was his own fault than song Qingcheng's.

Gao Xin doesn't want to doubt song Qingcheng either, but he can't think of a second person except song Qingcheng. Unless Gao Xin guessed again: "that Is there something wrong with Mr. George? "

Mr. George is the owner of this design. He is also a famous designer in the world, but now he is old and retired. Ji Zhengting visited him personally and asked him to help design this design.

The shape of the skyscraper was originally intended to be one of the Asian landmarks. Moreover, in order to build the building, he spent a lot of money to buy the land, but I wonder how much effort he wasted in it.

"No way!" Ji Zhengting has rejected his speculation.He couldn't think of any reason for a legend to break his promise. Therefore, if the drawings were stolen, it could only be his own problem.

Now the key is not only to find out the reason for the stolen drawings, but how to solve the immediate urgency.

His side of the project has not been started for a day or two, and now we just wait for the drawings to come and start the foundation construction, but now this kind of thing has happened.

It was absolutely unexpected.

At this moment, the upper computer on the desk suddenly rang; it was the inside line, so Gao Xin reached for it and said, "President's office. OK, just a moment

Gao Xin takes the phone away from his ear, covers the microphone with his other hand, and whispers to Ji Zhengting: "president, Yang Zheng's phone."

Ji Zhengting looked at him one eye, the eye bottom crossed a trace of fierce color, stretched out his hand to pick up the phone, "Hello, I'm Ji Zhengting."

The powerful voice is always full of majesty and awe.

"How are you, Mr. Ji?" On the phone, the voice of a smile came.

"Of course." Ji Zhengting close to the sofa, slender legs overlap, elegant and noble.

"We don't talk in secret. I'm here to talk business with Mr. Ji."

"Oh?" Ji Zhengting picked up high-quality voice, pretended to be curious, and said: "all ears."

"The drawings you need are in my hands. I can sell them to you."

"Price!" Ji Zhengting has never been a muddler.

"A billion."

Smell speech, Ji Zhengting facial features sharp down, deep eyes covered with a layer of cold, mouth, but smile, "why do you think your drawings can be worth a billion?"

"Thousands of workers on your construction site are waiting for this drawing." Waiting for the construction of this drawing, without such a drawing, thousands of people will have to wait. It's hard to budget the money you spend every day.