Repaying With Marriage

Chapter 96 Jing Jihan Gets Out of the Car

The usually empty lobby on the first floor of the Yujing Group office building was filled with company management half an hour ago. The ranks were arranged in two neat rows from high to low, and from outside to inside. It was only ten minutes ago that the news of Boss Jing's return was suddenly received. Standing outside was Zhou He, another very capable special assistant to the president under Jing Jihan.

Lu Zhao got off the black Bentley passenger seat in the middle, and opened the rear door respectfully and rigorously.

Everyone held their breaths. After all, the so-called internal news that everyone has spread over the past month has made people panic. Their eyes are focused on the Bentley door, and they are very nervous.

Jing Jihan got out of the car and slowly stood up straight.

The man stood there with a slender and tall figure, and his black eyes were familiar with coldness and coldness. Looking at it from a distance, he still had the natural coldness of looking down on all living beings. He was cold and noble, and people couldn't help but straighten up at a glance. Back, even the frequency of breathing unconsciously began to control, as if afraid of disturbing the approaching god.

The doors of the front and rear cars also opened at the same time, and several assistants in professional suits stepped out from inside, following behind Jing Jihan dutifully and respectfully, keeping a polite and respectful distance.

Jing Yuanbin and the group of directors of the board of directors didn't know what happened, they were still pressing on the elderly Mr. Jing in the conference room, while the other senior executives of the company who received the news stood in front of the main hall of the building, seeing the expressionless faces The group of people walking inside held their breath, but they didn't dare to look directly at Jing Jihan who had already walked in front of the exclusive elevator.

"Mr. Jing." Lu Zhao has always been called Mr. Jing in the company. After pressing the elevator, he said respectfully in a low voice: "The board of directors is going on in the meeting room No. 3 on the east side."

Another assistant, Zhou He, stood by the elevator with his body slightly low. When the elevator door opened, he stretched out his right hand to clear the way for Jing Jihan.

When Jing Jihan entered the elevator, Lu Zhao and Zhou He looked at each other. The two had always had a tacit understanding in work, so Zhou He turned around and said, "Mr. Jing, the meeting has been going on for more than an hour, and we have arranged it in advance. You can go there anytime.”

Lu Zhao was on the side, and directly pressed the floor where the meeting room No. 3 was located.

Shen He's report continued: "Elder Jing received our hint notice before entering the meeting room, and he is still dealing with Jing Yuanbin's people."

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Office building on the east side of Yujing Group Building, meeting room No. 3.

Jing Yuanbin has successfully grasped the right to speak with the help of many friends, and regardless of the warning gaze cast on him by Mr. Jing who is sitting at the top, he raises his hand to arrange the cufflinks of his expensive suit, and is polite to everyone sitting in the meeting He nodded slightly, then suddenly typed a few keys on the laptop in front of him, and at the same time took out the tiny remote control in his pocket, and projected the contents of the computer to the huge high-definition display in front of him.

On the screen, there are photos of Jing Jihan after his car accident on the cliff, the distorted black Bentley after falling off the cliff, and the blood on the scene. There is also an electronic version of the blood test report next to it, which proves that it is Jing Jihan himself. Blood.

"Dad, I know that you have always been optimistic about Jihan, so you handed over all of the Jing family to him, but God failed. Jihan died more than a month ago, even if you can't accept this fact in your heart , nor can we always have unrealistic fantasies about his life and death. Yujing Group is like a country with an inch of mountains and rivers and an inch of blood. , you have always refused to announce the news that Jihan is no longer alive, but you come to the company tremblingly with a cane every day for inspections. You should be aware of your physical condition. You have already passed the age of retirement. If you are unable to take charge of everything in the company, why bother to continue to hide it from everyone and hold on to the company's main position."

Jing Yuanbin continued to press the tiny remote control in his hand, and projected all the news screenshots, videos, photos, and documents on the screen that could prove Jing Jihan's death on the screen.

Director Zhao seized the right time and followed suit: "I've heard the news of Mr. Jing's unfortunate death a long time ago, but the news has been suppressed tightly, but Mr. Jing has indeed never appeared again since the accident. Mr. Jing, You should tell everyone the truth, everyone is already mentally prepared."

Director Zhang nodded: "Yes, if Mr. Jing, you are worried about handing over the power of the company to us people with foreign surnames, Yuan Bin is always suitable. After all, he is your own son, and he is even closer than Jihan. Bin has worked a lot for the company over the years. When Jihan was there, he almost handed over the position of vice president of the group to him. Now that Jihan is not here, Yuanbin is the best candidate. The great business still belongs to the Jing family, and secondly, Mr. Jing, you can rest assured to take good care of yourselves, and you don't have to worry so much about the company's affairs."

Most of the other old directors who have been in the Yujing Group for many years followed suit, causing the rest of the directors and executives who did not express their position or stand in line, all looked at each other in silence, but they knew it in their hearts.

Jing Yuanbin is going to use the opportunity of the board of directors to cooperate with some of his party members to force the old man directly.

However, the relevant departments have never issued a death certificate for Mr. Jing. As long as there is no certificate, the news of Mr. Jing's death can only be rumors and cannot be regarded as true.

Now those few directors who have been following along are obviously the last cards in Jing Yuanbin's hands. They did what they did today, either because they were fully prepared, or they were making a last-ditch effort, and they didn't plan to delay any longer. Go down, so as not to have long nights and dreams.

But although Jing Lao is indeed old, he is not old and confused.

Could it be that Jing Yuanbin is being too impatient?

Jing Yuanbin put down the remote control, looked at Mr. Jing who was always sitting at the head of the conference table with a pleasant smile, but only looked at him coldly and seriously: "Dad, Jihan is dead."

Director Zhao stood up as if he couldn't bear it anymore: "Grandpa, how old are you this year, you should always be clear in your heart. Yujing Group is not a small family workshop. The financial industry in China has attracted much attention. Tens of millions of employees need a stable working environment. You can’t just occupy your position like a child playing house. Jihan is gone, and you are getting older. The president If you continue to refuse to give an explanation to our board of directors and the whole group, our board of directors has the right to report impeachment to the industrial and commercial department..."

Suddenly, the closed conference room door opened from the outside to the inside.

"Is it?"

A cold voice came from the door of the conference room, as cold as the unmelted snow on the top of the mountain, instantly attracting the attention of all the directors sitting——