Chapter 984

Name:Love's Passed Author:xiao wan zi
The assistant doesn't know all the plans I make.

So when I said this, she was stunned and looked at me blankly, "what big fish did we catch? Did we set up a set for who?"

"Of course," I nodded, "remember the company that was going to make trouble for us? It's him. We're going to frame him. "

"Mr. Shen, what did you think of?" The assistant looked at me admiringly, "but I remember you were busy dealing with the company's affairs every day. Didn't the lawsuit have long been handed over to the legal department?"

"The people in the legal department are working hard to solve this matter, but it is still much slower than I thought, so they need to solve it by themselves." I replied, "according to this address, go and help me invite the person in charge of the other company to the restaurant for dinner. I'll send you the place and time. It depends on your ability."

As I said this, I took out a business card from my bag and handed it to my assistant.

The assistant only looked at it, and the pupil contracted violently, "this... This is not..."

"Shh," I made a silent gesture towards her. "Don't make a noise. Just do what I say."

"OK." The assistant stopped talking and obediently followed my instructions.

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At noon the next day, the assistant successfully invited the person in charge of the other company and met at a private restaurant in Beijing.

This private dish is recommended to me by manna.

The environment is very good, quiet, very private, and the guests will be registered. It's most appropriate to talk about business.

However, the other party was obviously not satisfied with this elegant place, so he began to pick thorns when he entered the private room.

With a broken face, he kicked away the stool, sat on it with a big stab, pulled the corners of his mouth and asked me, "Shen An, right? Come to me with all your strength. What's the matter? "

I pursed my red lips and smiled, then took out a contract, "brother Qiang, do you have any impression of this contract?"

Brother Qiang glanced, his face suddenly changed, and his tone changed from being a fool to being evil, with full anger, "where did you get this contract?"

"To be honest, Zhou Zheng, who came to the company to ask you for help, is my man." I said leisurely.

Hearing this, brother Qiang was silent for a long time and smiled coldly, "do you want to play immortal dance with me?"

"Of course not," I shook my head. "I just want to ask brother Qiang to make more money."

"You want to help me make more money?" Brother Qiang seemed to hear a big joke and hissed more and more, "little girl, do you know how much money our company makes a year? Do you still help me make money? What, help us earn extra money with your beauty? "

Brother Qiang's words were vulgar, but I expected them.

After all, brother Qiang comes from an informal loan company. He is too easygoing to stand firm at all.

"Brother Qiang, I'll tell you clearly. My company met a rogue. In order to deal with me, the other party didn't hesitate to target my employee Zhou Zheng, who came to you for cooperation. He was to protect himself, and I was more direct. I wanted to kill the other party." I whispered.

Maybe my reaction was too calm. Brother Qiang finally focused on me.

After a long silence, he asked me softly, "what do you want to do?"

"As I said, I want to help brother Qiang make more money. It depends on whether brother Qiang is willing or not." I said.

Brother Qiang smiled and showed his big yellow teeth. "Who doesn't want to make money? Tell me first. If you make more money, I'll help you."

I said my plan in detail.

If brother Qiang really does what I say, he will earn ten times more than the contract that Zhou Zheng has now.

A lot of money, brother Qiang was excited.

After he nodded and agreed, he looked at me deeply for several times, "your heart is really cruel. You're not afraid to seek revenge against that company?"

"Brother Qiang, if I'm not reasonable, but I have to be hard with you, do you think I'll be afraid of you seeking revenge?" I asked.

In a word, success stopped brother Qiang.

He waved to me, "OK, leave it to me, but it's agreed that the money can't be less, otherwise you'll be in danger."

"Brother Qiang, if you don't trust me, there is a contract here. We can sign it. You and I are guaranteed." I was prepared and took out the contract prepared by Lawyer Liu for me.

But brother Qiang didn't sign.

His heart is like a mirror, "even if this kind of activity breaks its promise, it is absolutely impossible to bring a lawsuit in the open. Either you keep your promise or you wait to be cleaned up by me."

"I know." I nodded.

Brother Qiang didn't even eat. He said he would hurry back to deal with the matter, so he got up and left.

I didn't worry. I finished the meal leisurely and packed one to see Aunt song.

Su Jingmei's operation was very successful. Although she hasn't opened the gauze yet, she can walk on the ground and eat normally.

Su Jingmei was painting when I carried the thermos box.

She was wearing a sick suit, with a small oil painting pen in her hand, and the canvas in front of her was a gorgeous sunset.

Very beautiful, as if the sunset was sealed into the painting.

"Shen'an, you're coming," aunt song came back from the outside with a smile on her face. "She didn't tell me anything. Fortunately, I came back early, otherwise you would be out of the sky."

"I can just watch Su Jingmei draw," I replied with a smile. "I don't know. Su Jingmei draws so well."

"She used to be a talented woman, not only painting, but also piano and ballet. She even won awards." Mention these, aunt song's eyes are full of pride.

She looked at Su Jingmei, who was already immersed in painting, with a long sigh of relief, "looking at her now makes me seem to go back to the past."

"Even if it's not the past, your future will be better and better." I said.

After a pause, he said, "since Su Jingmei can draw so well, it's better to open a gallery or something after she's ready. She has something to do, and you can be at ease." I said.

Aunt song nodded heavily, "I also have this idea, but it will not be considered on the agenda until at least three years later. Now I just hope she can get out of the shadow as soon as possible."

"Don't worry too much. Everything is going in a good direction." I comforted aunt song.

"Well," aunt song promised and remembered another thing, "aren't you going to have a press conference tomorrow? Why are you still free?"

"I'm going to have a press conference?" I was stunned, "why don't I know?"

"I just came back from outside and found that it was broadcasting on the big screen in the city center. Do you really know?" Aunt song was also confused.