C47

Before Song Chengyou could say anything, the automatic door opened. It was A-Jin who had just parked the car.

Song Chengyou smiled, and waved him over: "You've come at the right time. You failed to protect Miss Jane and caused her to suffer. This rabid dog will be handed over to you to deal with, and serve her well, and make amends. "

Song Chengyou grabbed the front desk girl's clothes, then threw her out the door like a piece of trash. A Jin took the opportunity and dragged her out, letting her cry out until her throat was broken.

"Hey, don't be too rough. Be gentle." Song Chengyou shouted out in an exaggerated manner.

Jane Fan glanced at him. She knew he was speaking the opposite.

"How do you want A-Jin to deal with her?" Jian Fan frowned slightly. He and Ling Chen had grown up in the same pair of pants, and they were not people who would do good things.

Song Chengyou took Jian Fan into his arms and led her into the CEO's office. "She has a cheap mouth, so she naturally has a cheap mouth. A-Jin knows what to do."

Jane never boasted of herself as a good person either. If Jin didn't teach her a lesson, she would do the same. Therefore, she no longer hesitated.

The further in he went, the more he felt that this place resembled a top-tier club, unlike a studio.

"Isn't this a law firm? Why is it like this? " Jane tried to pry his hand away, to free herself from his embrace.

"The agents who come here are either rich or people with status. This kind of decoration is worthy of them. Originally, it was quite annoying to be involved in a lawsuit. Without a good negotiating environment, how could it be beneficial for the case to be sorted out? "

Jian Fan sneered disdainfully, "You were specifically trying to get rid of the crime of being a tyrant over an official. Aren't you only earning money with a heart of darkness? Do you have a life to spend it on?"

Song Chengyou shrugged his shoulders, looking indifferent, "I humbly accept Xiaofan's criticism."

Jian Fan no longer chatted with him. At the end of the corridor was an elevator. Song Chengyou pressed the button for the fourth floor and got off the elevator. As soon as he entered, he saw a regular office space.

The outside of the room was filled with assistants. There was a tight circle of lawyers' offices around the room, and the core of it was Song Chengyou's office. The office area was decorated with panoramic glass. A dark room with a solid wooden door caught Jane Fan's attention.

"Sit!" Entering the president's office, the shutters were all pulled down.

Jane Fan sat down on the sofa. "What does that invisible room do?"

"Oh, that, the archives." Song Chengyou took a cigarette from his boss's desk and sat on the couch beside her.

"You don't mind?" He raised the cigarette in his hand, and Jane Fan shook her head.

After the secretary had brewed the coffee, the instant she bent over, Jane Fan's gaze fell on her well-developed career line, smiling meaningfully at Song Chengyou.

"Please enjoy."

"Thank you."

The secretary went out and closed the office.

"You have good eyes. There's nothing in the office that you haven't played with before, right?" Jane Fan stirred her coffee. It smelled good, but she didn't drink it.

Song Chengyou leaned against the sofa, one hand on the back, the other holding a cigarette. "Rabbits still don't eat grass by the side of their nests, I don't have that kind of hobby. Even if they had evil intentions towards me, I still cannot stop them all. "

What a boastful braggart, gathering all sorts of objects! Jian Fan curled his lips, not bothering to look at his smug expression.

"Didn't you say that there is a model?" "How come I haven't seen any of them?" Jane Fan stood up from the sofa and paced around the office. His gaze was accurate to the labels on every drawer as he quietly observed everything.

Where would Ling Chen's file be kept? Would it be here, or in the archives?

"The model is not here. It's in the collection room on the third floor. "Take a break, I'll take you to see it."

"Oh." Jane Fan looked around and his gaze landed on the safe in the right rear cabinet. He then looked for traces of it and returned it to his face.

Song Chengyou didn't need to bring money with him when he went out like this. He was a rich young master of cheques, so putting a safe in his office was definitely not for keeping money.

"Did you and Chen have a fight?" Song Chengyou exhaled a puff of smoke and said casually.

Jian Fan retracted his gaze and sat back on the sofa. "How did you know?" She picked up the cup of coffee in front of Song Chengyou and took a sip.

"What you're drinking is mine …"

"I know." Jane Fan pushed the cup of coffee in front of him. The young women here were all full of jealousy, she didn't dare to drink the coffee they made. She was afraid that if she wasn't tortured to death by Ling Chen, she would be poisoned to death by this group of women.

Song Chengyou leaned forward and put out his cigarette: "Chen has been depressed for many days now, and he wants me to drink with him every night. Drunk, still calling your name. "Well, I've made an appointment tonight, I can't not go."

"So, you came to complain to me?" Jian Fan raised his phoenix-like eyes, which were sparkling. Did he call her by name? Thinking back to Ling Chen's drunk appearance, why did she feel like laughing?

"No, I want you to bring him home quickly so that he won't harm me again. I still have a lot of cases to follow myself, and I haven't had a good night's sleep in days. "

"I …" When Jane Fan thought of that inexplicable slap she had made that night, her heart felt as if it had split open and stretched out many threads, loosening and tightening into a mess.

"I'm not sure what's going on between you two, but I can see that Chen is really heartbroken. He's a man of restraint, and he's changed a lot for you. " His tone was light and gentle. He was the person who could best understand the softest part of a person's heart.

Jane Fan's throat tightened, but he did not speak.

Song Chengyou suddenly laughed mockingly at himself, "To be honest, my heart has never been tied to a woman before. I don't understand how he feels. But I'm used to debauchery, and I don't see it very well. "But it's different now. He has his responsibilities and has high expectations for Chen. They've already quarreled a lot for you."

She had seen them argue about what to do with her. She knew that Shi Qian wasn't doing it for her, but she was still grateful for his kindness and help.

"I don't know what to do." Jian Fan's eyelids drooped, his thoughts in a flurry.

"You're a woman. You know what to do." Song Chengyou lifted his eyelids, his expression full of hints of malice.

Jane Fan lowered her eyelashes and took a sip of her coffee. As expected, it was a bit better for the CEO.

"Let me think again. "Are you here to persuade us, or are you inviting me to look at the model?"

"No conflicts." He stood up. "I'll show you something," he said, a tall, muscular man in a casual hand-made suit.

Jian Fan followed him to the elevator. As he passed by the office, he was met with countless pairs of resentful eyes that looked at her from top to bottom.

Song Chengyou's so-called model collection room was located on the third floor. There were several small rooms in a suite, all separated by a semi-permeable frosted glass wall.

The outside room was a model of a car, which included all kinds of future models of the world's top cars. In the middle was sealed with anti-theft glass was a full gold Buddy Air concept car. The logo and lights were all made from South African limited quantities real diamonds.

"You really don't know how to write the word 'low-key' at all, yet you're asking for legal fees. Can you afford to buy this model car?"

Song Chengye smiled evilly, holding an unlit cigar in his hand, he spoke in an unrestrained manner, "I am a businessman, as long as I do not evade taxes, no matter how much money I earn the government does not care, right? I said that the city of Shallow Water should give me a public service prize. See how much tax I sponsored for them. "

Bullshit!

Jian Fan pursed his lips and continued to look at the next room.

Each room had a different collection, a collection of out-of-print cartoons or complete collection of car owners. It was hard to tell that he had a childish side to him.

"Come take a look at this room. I won't let any normal person in, not even Chen." Song Chengye was quite mysterious as he pulled Jane Fan into the innermost suite.

Even Ling Chen had not seen him before? Curiosity killed the cat. When Jane Fan followed him in, she was frightened by the scene inside and ran away with a "Wow!".

"Hahahaha, Xiaofan, is it nice to watch?" Song Chengyou smiled brilliantly behind him.

Jane Fan turned around and glared at him, "Song Chengyou, you damned pervert, don't follow me."

Song Chengyou was still smiling, but he slowed down his pace. Jian Fan ran towards the stairs without looking back. In a flash, he arrived at the front desk and prepared to leave.

A Jin was sitting in the reception room, waiting for her.

"Miss Jane, are you going back?" A Jin put down his coffee cup and followed.

"Mm, let's go. It's been a while since we came out. It's time to go back and eat dinner."

Jane Fan stroked his chest that had not yet disappeared as he turned around and glared at her. Out of the law firm.

What was hidden in that room was not a model, but various secret scenes of the spring palace from the Ming and Qing dynasties. There were paper, cloth, embroidery and even miniature wax statues that depicted various postures.

Jane Fan really wanted to dig out his eyes or wash his brain. For the first time, she hated her memory so much.

Even after they got into the car, the disgusting feeling from Jane Fan still hadn't passed.

A Jin drove his car seriously as if nothing had happened.

Jian Fan suddenly remembered that he went to take care of the girl at the front desk.

"A Jin, how did you discipline that little girl?" "Don't kill them."

"Miss Jane, don't worry. Wherever she doesn't punish you, that's the place. I know what I'm doing." A Jin glanced at her through the rearview mirror, smiling foolishly. "Even if Young Master Song didn't tell me, I still wouldn't forgive her for offending you like this."

"Thank you." Jian Fan felt a little touched.

Returning to Kingone, Lian Xi had just finished a cup of soup that nourished the Yin and nourished the blood. When Jane Fan smelled the fragrance, her appetite was not good.

After thinking for a while, she slowly said, "Xiao'er, cook a cup of wine after dinner and keep it warm in the stove."

"Yes, Miss Jane. Is the Young Master coming back tonight? " Lian Xi fiddled with the dishes. There was only one set on the table.

She didn't know if he would come back, but she wondered what she should do tonight.

The dinner was not yet ready, so Jane Fan returned to the living room to watch TV and wait.

Shallow Water City's local news flooded with news, showing which shopping mall had opened, which building had held the foundation laying ceremony, and which villa area design had been completely booked up as soon as it came out. The momentum was so great that it was as if the entire shallow water city had become the Ling Qi Corporation's territory.

As he was gasping for breath, an interleaved piece of news appeared before his eyes. It was about a young girl whose mouth had been sewn with dozens of stitches in an underground parking lot on Second Ring Road. She was lying bare-chested in a corner, in a terrible situation.

The panicked and frightened young lady who had lost her mind was like the girl at the front desk who was part of the law firm!

"Evil!" Jane Fan felt a wave of nausea and retched into the trash can. A Jin really wanted to show off his ruthlessness.

Lian Xi saw that the situation wasn't right and rushed over. He gently patted her back and prepared to turn off the television.

Jane Fan stopped her, indicating that she should keep it. She didn't want to watch anymore, so she just listened.

The young girl's mouth was already swollen from being infected by the stitches. She could no longer move and was temporarily unable to speak. She was in a particularly emotional mood, and she wasn't too willing to cooperate with the police investigation.