"It's OK. It's just a nosebleed." Enron shook his head, then wrapped Jiang Fengming's suit tightly and walked towards his office.
Lisa looks at Enron's unnatural expression and the back of her flustered walking. Her eyes are slightly heavy, and she understands more. So she pushes the door of the office and walks in.
When Lisa walked into the office, she was startled to see blood stains on Jiang Fengming's shirt, mouth and face.
"Jiang President Jiang Lisa has already guessed what Jiang Fengming and Enron have done inside.
"What's the matter?" Jiang Fengming returned to his desk and sat down with a cold look, as if nothing had happened.
"It's time for the meeting. There are five minutes left." Lisa put her papers on her desk.
"Well, let's go." Jiang Fengming said and stood up again, ready to go to the meeting.
"You You'd better wash and change your clothes before you go Lisa points to Jiang Fengming's shirt with her eyes, and then reminds her.
Jiangfengming along Enron's line of sight, looked down at himself, sure enough, the white shirt has been stained with blood.
"I see." Jiang Fengming nodded.
Lisa bends and then walks out of the office.
After Lisa left, Jiang Fengming called her men. "You come up."
"Yes." He answered and went up the stairs in the elevator.
Jiang Fengming went to the compartment and felt sticky on his face. When he reached for it, there was blood.
Went to the bathroom to see the mirror, the eye color of river breeze Ming sank.
He walked out of the cubicle, went to his desk, pressed the inside line and called Lisa.
"The meeting was put off for twenty minutes."
"OK, President Jiang." Lisa nodded.
After hanging up, Jiang Fengming waited for his men.
"Dangdang." Three knocks on the door.
"In." The wind of the river answers.
He pushed open the door of the office and came in, "boss."
"You look at Enron. You can't let her call or contact the outside world." Jiang Fengming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he ordered.
Enron himself will not arrange so many things, and Enron has always been under his nose.
As for who arranged it, besides Fu Qing, Shen Qingqing and Leng Shaoheng, who else?
Think of here, Jiang Fengming's face is more and more ugly.
"Take her to the cubicle of my office and lock her in." Jiang Fengming felt that he was more relieved to lock Enron up.
Moreover, only when he can see it, can he feel at ease.
"Yes." His subordinates bowed respectfully and answered.
"You're going to watch her now. When I go out for a meeting, you'll bring her to my office." Jiang Fengming said, "if you have any problems, please call me at any time."
"Yes, boss." Hand should road, and then out of the jiangfengming office, toward Enron's office quickly.
Jiang Fengming went back to the compartment and took a bath.
After Enron returned to her office, because her mobile phone was confiscated by Jiang Fengming, she had to use the landline on her desk to call Shen Qingqing.
However, as soon as I picked up the phone, I heard a busy tone. I saw that there was no signal. Presumably, Jiang Fengming had her landline disconnected.
Enron must contact Shen Qingqing and tell her that their plan has been discovered by Jiang Fengming.
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