MTL - Miss Wen, Make Your Heart Beat-Chapter 229 Xie Er, you black hearted one!

  Chapter 229 Xie Er, you black hearted one!

Song Wu was haggard all night, and the next day he pulled himself together and went to work in the company, intending to intercede with Ji Xunyuan at night, but before he could make a move, people from the tax bureau came to the door and asked Song The financial department of the company cooperates with them in their work, and they need to check the accounts.

  The action was quite big, and it didn't look like the routine audits as before. For a while, the employees of the Song Group were in panic, for fear that something would happen to the company and they would face unemployment.

At that time, Song Wu was closing his eyes in the office, and the secretary came in in a panic and explained the situation. His legs gave way, and he almost passed out. How could Song's accounts stand up to their investigation? How many fake accounts did the company make? He knows it better than anyone else.

   With a livid face, he ran to the finance department. He didn't have the right to speak when he passed by. The people from the tax bureau didn't show his face at all, and threw the work card at his face and tapped on the computer.

   In less than an hour, they copied the materials, and a group of people left in a mighty way, but Song Wu felt that the sky was falling.

He was about to go back to the office to find a way, when the secretary came over with a pale face and a bitter smile: "Mr. Song, just a few minutes ago, several companies called and said they wanted to terminate the cooperation. No matter how much the liquidated damages are, they will Willing to pay!"

  The secretary is not stupid, I'm afraid they, Mr. Song, have offended someone, but they are trying to mess with them!

   Immediately after noon, a number of media broke the scandal of Song Yuting at the same time, saying that she had committed a crime and had already entered the bureau last night, and Wen Rui's name was not mentioned in the full text.

  In less than half a day, Song's shares have been plummeting. Song Wu is so busy that he has been making calls all day, but there is no progress.

In the evening, when he returned home with a tired face, Mrs. Song sat on the sofa. Seeing him come back, she quickly asked, "Did you go to ask Shao Ji for mercy? We Tingting are still young, so we can't really go to jail." ?”

  Song Wu was irritable for a day, and when he heard this, he suddenly became angry: "Shut up, go to jail, and she is to blame for going to prison."

   "Song Wu, do you still have the heart? Tingting is also your daughter, why do you ignore her so cruelly?" Mrs. Song contradicted Song Wu for the first time, calling him by his name.

   "It's reversed, all of them are reversed. If you don't spoil her, she can look like this." Song Wu angrily threw off his clothes and went upstairs with a headache.

  Leaving Mrs. Song sitting there crying alone, her eyes became more red and swollen after crying all day.

  In the next few days, relevant departments successively entered the Song Corporation, and the company was filled with smog, and it was almost empty. Gradually, many employees left, and there was no lack of some high-level employees.

   Song Wu had a severe headache. He went to Ji's old house once, but was stopped by the people at the door, saying that Ji Shao didn't see him.

  The people outside are all good people. Looking at the current situation, not to mention that it is a disaster, and no company is willing to lend a helping hand. For a while, the collapse of the Song Group will happen in an instant.

  Song Wu couldn't believe that the family business he had worked hard for all his life was gone like this. He still didn't give up and wanted to ask to see Ji Xunyuan.

   This time, he finally got his wish.

He was brought into the living room by Bai Yin. Although it was just early winter, the weather was still very cold. The heating in the room was sufficient. Song Wu looked up and frightened him. He saw Second Master Xie and Young Master Ji sitting there. Sip tea and play chess leisurely.

  Ji Xunyuan didn't speak, and he didn't dare to speak without authorization. He just stood there with his head bowed. After a while, hot sweat broke out on his forehead.

  On the chess table, Xie Yanqing and Ji Xunyuan competed against each other. They met each other in chess. You have a piece and I have a piece. They are full of murderous spirit, and no one will let the other.

  The time was ticking, and the living room was very quiet. After almost an hour, the chess game ended in a draw between the two.

  Xie Yanqing took a sip of tea, raised her eyebrows and said, "Xunyuan, it's not good to leave your guests alone like this?"

  Ji Xunyuan smiled lightly, cast a glance at Song Wu, and Cen Bo's lips moved slightly: "Tell me, what's the matter with me this time?"

   What's the matter?

Song Wu clenched his fists. Young Master Ji would not be ignorant. He was forcing him to say it himself. He took a peek at Xie Yanqing from the corner of his eye, gritted his teeth, and knelt down on the ground with a plop: "Young Master Ji, please Help, I beg you to save the Song family, as long as you say a word, the company can be brought back to life."

   "Get up, I can't bear such a big gift from you, I'm afraid that my life will be lost." Ji Xunyuan said expressionlessly.

   "No, Young Master Ji, you can bear it." Song Wu cried while speaking, looking like he was going to kowtow to Ji Xunyuan.

   "Baiyin, what are you doing in a daze? Why don't you drag him up?"

  Bai Yin is a trainer, pinching Song Wu by the back of the neck, he lifted him up.

  Song Wu has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, even the flesh on his stomach has been visibly flattened, his eyes are sunken, and his face is full of stubble. How can he still see the pampered appearance in the past.

  He was still crying with snot and tears, and while crying, he talked about his father's kindness to Mr. Ji for taking in that night.

A trace of coldness flashed across Ji Xunyuan's black eyes, and his voice was as cold as frost: "Song Wu, I hate others threatening me the most. You have taken enough from our Ji's family over the years, even if grandpa is still alive." , I can't tolerate your arrogance."

He paused and continued: "How many evil things have you done outside in the name of our Ji family? I didn't ask you to settle the score, but you threatened me. Now this situation is all your fault. If you can't teach your daughter well, don't blame others, my sister-in-law is also capable of moving?"

"Ji Shao, I was wrong, please give me another chance, I will never dare again." Song Wu said, he raised his hand and slapped himself a few times. It's as swollen as a pig's head.

  Ji Xunyuan snorted coldly: "Dogs can't change eating shit, what I said last time, if you go back and wipe your butt, you won't be in such a mess now, things that mud can't support the wall."

  This Song Wu, if it wasn't for repaying his grandfather's kindness, how could he tolerate him for so many years?

   "You go, I think I have done my best to you."

Song Wu's brain went blank, his whole body was completely cold, his legs were weak, and he couldn't move at all. After a few seconds, he suddenly slowed down and knelt down in Xie Yanqing's direction, stepping forward step by step, hugging His thigh cries:

   "Second Master, I was wrong. I didn't teach my daughter well. I beg you to show your hand and let us, Mrs. Song, go."

   "It's late, I gave her a chance, but she didn't cherish it, she committed suicide, who can stop it?" Xie Yanqing looked down at Song Wu, shook her trouser legs, and signaled Bai Yin to take him away.

   Bai Yin nodded, strode over, picked up Song Wu expressionlessly and walked out.

  Just as he was thrown at the gate of the old house, the siren sounded, and several policemen got off the police car, and Song Wu was quickly taken away.

  Hearing the voices drifting away from outside, Ji Xunyuan raised his eyebrows: "Xie Er, you are a black heart."

  Xie Yanqing took a sip of tea, sat there steadily like an old monk in meditation, her thin lips moved slightly: "It's half a catty."

   At this moment, there was a sudden cat meowing in the living room. Although Da Huang was raised fat by Ji Xunyuan, she was still agile, and she jumped into his arms.

  (end of this chapter)