Jin Beiqing chuckled and continued, "I hold his handle in my hand, and the person he ordered is missing again. He must be unable to sit still now."


    “……”


    Looking at Jin Beiqing''s mind, he had already been worried. Mo Lin lowered his head and didn''t say anything more.


    "Next, just wait for him to come to me and show his sincerity."


    Hearing this, Mo Lin Meng raised his head, "second young master, do you want his shares?"


    "Otherwise?" Jin Beiqing picked her eyebrows lightly. "The people below have too much power in their hands, but they will make me feel very uncomfortable."


    Maureen''s face was awe inspiring.


    Is he beating himself?


    Mo Lin''s face flashed a smile, "of course, except you. After all, even if you want to betray me, you don''t have that brain."


    “……”


    Should he laugh at Jin Beiqing''s trust in him now, or should he cry that he is so inferior to himself?


    Looking at Mo Lin''s gloomy face, Jin Bei Qing gave a cold smile, "take this folder and put it away."


    "Yes, second young master."


    Walking to the desk, Maureen reached for the folder.


    "When the time comes, you''ll give the media what''s on it."


    "Yes, second young master."


    Jin Beiqing tapped his index finger twice on his desk. "There are some things on it that you can''t give to the media. You can judge for yourself."


    “……” Maureen opened the folder.


    At a cursory glance, Maureen''s pressure doubled.


    If he guessed correctly, the person who wrote these things should be Jin Beiqing''s mother.


    It records everything since she and father Jin met.


    "Second young master..." Maureen closed the folder and hesitated to say, "why don''t you arrange it yourself? It''s really hard for me to judge which things can be handed over to the media."


    It''s not hard to judge. He doesn''t dare to judge.


    If the judgment is wrong, he can''t bear Jin Beiqing''s anger if he can''t make it public.


    “……” Jin Beiqing lowered his eyelids, and a trace of sadness flashed over his face.


    Seeing him like this, Maureen''s lips moved and stopped.


    Although he has been with Jin Beiqing for a long time, he doesn''t know much about his mother.


    After all, Jin Beiqing can''t tell himself everything about his mother.


    "Whatever you want." Jin Beiqing raised his hand and stroked his forehead. "Even if it''s all handed over to the media, it''s all old things anyway."


    Now that his father is dead, it would be nothing if all these things were made public.


    "Yes, second young master, I''ll take care of it myself."


    "Well."


    With a faint response, Jin Beiqing stood up from his chair and walked to the French window.


    Knowing that he is not in a good mood, Maureen said in a slow voice, "second young master, I''ll be busy first."


    "Well."


    Chong Jin Beiqing slightly bent down, and Maureen turned and walked to the door of the office.


    After the sound of closing the door in his ear, Jin Beiqing raised his right arm and put his palm on the glass.


    This folder was dug out of the stove when he returned to Gude village after many years.


    At that time, he felt that his mother could not leave anything for himself, so he searched every corner.


    As expected, as I thought, my mother really left something for myself.


    "Oh." Jin Beiqing gave a bitter smile.


    Although the past so many years, his father has now passed away, but up to now, he can not be relieved.


    He and his mother had been reduced to such a field in those years, and most of them were "blessed" by Jin Yushen.


    Therefore, he must also let him experience what kind of feeling it is to have nothing and betray one''s relatives.


    Thinking of this, Jin Beiqing''s eyes flashed a trace of ruthlessness.


    Wait. The show is just beginning.


    ……


    After taking a deep bath, Jin Yu simply ate something.


    Since Jin Beiqing was arrested and put in the basement, he has not eaten much food. In addition, he has been starving for a whole day, so he has no physical strength.


    "Young master, the car is ready." The servant went to Jin Yushen and whispered.


    "Well."


    With a faint reply, Jin Yushen picked up his napkin and wiped his mouth. Then he got up and stood up from his chair.


    Because he ate a little bit, his face was much better than before. He was not so pale.


    After leaving the restaurant, Jin Yushen went straight out to the villa.


    Seeing him come out, Secretary sun in the car opened the door in a hurry.After he got on the car, Secretary sun closed the door and started the engine, "young master, who should we go to first?"


    "Where is Fang Ping now?"


    "At home."


    Jin Yu Shen leaned back and leaned on the back of his chair. "Go straight ahead."


    "Yes, young master."


    Afraid of further delay, Secretary sun quickly started the car.


    After the car moved, Jin Yu lowered the window and reached for the smoke on the small table.


    Taking out a cigarette and holding it in his mouth, Jin Yu deeply hooked his lips, and his smile was slightly bitter.


    Before, he never smoked and seldom drank wine.


    But imperceptibly, he changed, and even he himself almost did not know himself.


    Secretary sun looked at Jin Yushen through the rearview mirror and hesitantly said, "young master, I hope you can cheer up."


    “……”


    With a faint glance at him, Jin Yushen picked up the lighter and lit the cigarette between his lips.


    Seeing that he didn''t respond to his plan, Secretary sun squeezed his lower lip and said nothing more.


    After all, he knew his weight in Jin Yushen''s heart It''s light.


    Fang Ping''s home is in a famous villa area in Kyoto.


    At the gate of the villa area, Secretary sun stopped the car and opened the door.


    After getting out of the car, he went straight to the guard room.


    After about three or five minutes, Secretary sun came out of the guard room and returned to the car.


    "Young master, the guard has contacted manager Fang."


    As soon as sun Mi''s words fell, the railings in front of the car rose slowly.


    "Oh." Jin Yu gave a deep sarcastic smile, "I have arrived at his door. If he dares not to let me in, he is really tired of living."


    "Yes, young master." Secretary sun echoed.


    At this time, Fang Ping is standing at the door of his villa.


    Seeing Jin Yushen''s car coming, he walked forward two steps.


    After the car stopped, Fang Ping opened the door of the back seat, "young master."


    “……” Jin Yu stares at him deeply, his eyes are cold to the extreme.


    When he looked at him with such eyes, Fang Ping was tense all over, and his forehead exuded thin and dense sweat.


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