Chapter 952 How Would I Know?

Chapter 952 how do I know?

Jiang Nuan and Yuncheng Li Mingxuan discussed the work of the mine in the afternoon. Li Mingxuan and Yuncheng were going back tomorrow, so the rest of the work was done by Wenren Jing.

Jiang nuan and Cai Tianyou didn't work in the Shenghong group, so they couldn't officially take over Yuncheng's job.

Considering Jiang Nuan's safety after they left, Li Mingxuan and Yuncheng did not announce that Jiang Nuan was the president's wife.

There were not many workers in the chromium mine, except for the workers brought in from the country, and there were few local workers in africa. Everyone else was on holiday because of the stoppage.

In the afternoon, Yuncheng and Li Mingxuan went through the handover procedures for Wenren Jing. Li Mingxuan, as Fu Boss, temporarily appointed Wenren Jing as acting general manager of the chromium mine, and then called a brief meeting of the mine's workers.

After all this, Li Mingxuan and Yuncheng went back to their rooms to pack their bags. Since the flight was booked early tomorrow morning, they had to leave this afternoon to the nearest city to the airport in linbobo province.

Yuncheng had been in the chromium mine for three years, and he had been in south africa for more than four years. After living here for so long, he naturally had a lot of luggage.

He was anxiously packing his suitcase when the door was knocked on.

He frowned slightly and thought it was Wenren Jing, so he went forward and opened the door.

When he saw that it was cheng yun who was standing at the door, he frowned slightly and asked patiently:

"Miss Cheng, what's the matter?"

"You really want to go back?"

Cheng Yuner pushed the door open a little and walked in.

Yuncheng was stunned, then opened the door wide, stood at the door, turned back, and looked at Cheng Yuner who had already walked to the middle of the room.

This is not a home. Even after living here for three years, this place is still not a home. It's just a place to rest.

Yuncheng was the general manager, so his room was naturally a little more spacious than the general manager's. It was a one-room, one-room, one-bathroom room, separating the living room from the rest room.

Cheng Yuner looked at the scattered things in the room and Yuncheng's two huge suitcases, and his heart was filled with anger.

"Are you going to go back and not come over?"

Cheng Yuner glared at Yuncheng.

"I don't know what will happen when I go back. No one knows what will happen. I don't know if I will come back."

Yuncheng answered truthfully:

"So, I'll try my best to take whatever I can, in case - I don't want to come."

"Not coming over?"

Cheng Yuner snorted.

"Do you think you can get good fruit when you go back? Do you think my godfather will value you? Will you be entrusted with an important task?"

..." Yun chengmo chose not to answer Cheng Yuner's question.

"Let me tell you, my godfather has always valued profit above all else, and wherever you are, you will be able to get a position as general manager of a south african chromium mine. It won't be much different from the position you have now."

"Oh, really?"

Yuncheng answered faintly and looked at Cheng Yuner.

"I'm in a corner here, especially in the last month, when the internet and communications have been paralyzed and there's no information about Bincheng. From what you've said, it seems like your foster father has almost taken down the Sheng Hong by now, right?"

"Take it down?"

Cheng Yuner snorted.

"Do you think he can take control of the Sheng Hong?"

"How do I know that?"

Yuncheng shrugged his shoulders and said faintly,

"No, did you introduce him to me? No, do you think your foster father is very powerful? Now why are you asking me the other way around?"

"I've been hospitalized at the Hospital, and I don't know how much control he has over sheng hong."

Cheng Yuner said irritably:

"I just came here to tell you that if you go back to my godfather, you might as well not go back. When I left, the shares of the Sheng Hong had not been divided up. My godfather... With less than 10 % of his shares, it was unlikely that he would want to overthrow the entire management of the Sheng Hong."

"Didn't he have a 10 % stake three years ago?"

Yuncheng frowned slightly and said,

"Why is he only ten percent so far?"

"How do I know that?"

Cheng Yuner said impatiently,

"I just came here to tell you that I chose to break up with my godfather, not listen to him, and remain loyal to Wenren Zhen. You might... Be better off than going back to follow my godfather."

"Why are you telling me this?"

Yuncheng looked at Cheng Yuner.

"I remember you said you wouldn't meddle in your godfather's affairs. You just wanted to be a fashion designer and a little woman."

"I don't know why I'm telling you this either,"

Cheng Yuner looked at Yuncheng irritably and suddenly thought of something. He quickly asked,

"By the way, how did the mine collapse? Is it - what did my godfather tell you to do in the mine?"

"Miss Cheng, what do you mean by that?"

Yuncheng's face darkened immediately.

"Can you just say that? Didn't you see the banner on our mine? Life is above everything else. Can I joke about life?"

"I don't know if you're joking about your life,"

Cheng Yuner said anxiously,

"But my godfather, he's very likely to joke about life, so..."

"Yuncheng, I beg you, don't go back. That man of my godfather - he values you when you can use him, and pushes you away when you don't, and this time -"

When Cheng Yuner said this, he felt a great pain in his heart. He pressed his hand on his chest and took a deep breath. It took him a long time to say it again.

"This time, when something so big happened to ah zhen, he thought it was an opportunity, so he kept secretly contacting people, trying to win the position of president of Sheng Hong in one fell swoop, but I think -"

When Cheng Yuner said that, he almost cried and looked at Yuncheng in a daze.

"I don't think he'll succeed at all. I think he'll fail."

Yuncheng stood there, looking at Cheng Yuner with a pained face, and said softly after a long time:

"Really? How could you - have such a perception?"

"Because - I overheard him on the phone with wen huiting. He promised wen huiting various benefits over the phone."

Cheng Yuner looked at Yuncheng with a deathly pale face.

"He thought he could trick huiting. After all, she's just an old woman who's not married."

"But I don't think hui ting will fall for him if she hears that she's so smart. She won't give him the position of president then."

"Really?"

Yuncheng looked deeply at Cheng Yuner. After a long time, he walked two steps towards her and raised her thin, needle-like jaw with his hand.

"Who do you think huiting would give up her position as president?"