861: C861 Chin and Chin Her Chauffeur

C861 Chin and Chin Her Chauffeur

What was the purpose of a person living? This question had been constantly debated since ancient times, just like how someone said that eating was for living and someone said that living was for eating. No one could say who was right and who was wrong.

The purpose of Yan Hong's life was very simple. She wanted to get rid of all control and be able to live a relaxed life like Shen Yinbing had in mind.

Yan Hong knew that Shen Yinbing had the ambition to use the power of her organization to strengthen herself. She believed that Shen Yinbing would one day devour her organization and become the largest Superior in her organization.

Yan Hong also held Shen Yinbing's ambition in high regard and believed even more in her ability to fulfill it. That was why she was so angry and lost her composure when she found out that Shen Yinbing had resisted organization for the sake of her glasses.

Of course, Yan Hong who had already started to completely rely on Worries-forgetting Powder, really couldn't imagine the feeling of not having one.

After she finished telling her story in one breath, Yan Hong sniffed and took out a pack of ladies' cigarettes from her handbag. She lit one up skillfully.

There was no need for her to say anything else. This was enough for Shen Yinbing to digest everything for a while.

When Shen Yinbing looked at Yan Hong again, there was already a clear change in her expression. There was no longer an overbearing expression on her face, only shame and gratitude.

She knew that there was no need for Yan Hong to treat her like this, considering her status and the tasks she had to take.

Yan Hong treated her well because she regarded her as a continuation of her life.

This woman had experienced misfortune since she was young, and she already had her own views and methods towards living.

A long while later, Shen Yinbing then asked in a low voice, "Sister Hong, other than you and that important figure in the political world, who else is from Anggui Cult beside us?"

"Jiao Enzo."

Yan Hong bluntly said, "He is someone from the West Palace, and should be one of the Western Light Academy's Master. Back then, he was the one who kidnapped Ma Hang Flight 456."

Shen Yinbing would never be able to forget the matter of being held captive in the Southern Yue Blue Meadow by plane. It was just that she didn't expect it to be related to Jiao Enzo, even though she didn't have the slightest good impression of that gentle cousin of hers.

Just as she was about to say something, Yan Hong spoke again, "The person who assassinated Tong Hai in the medical field was also him."

Shen Yinbing gripped the pen tightly with her right hand as she asked in a low voice, "Why didn't you tell me about this earlier?"

Yan Hong shook her head and said, "I can't say. That time, I said that Jiao Enzo would hurt you by jumping into a wall like a dog."

Shen Yinbing looked sad, "But at least, I might have a chance to take revenge for Hai Bo."

Yan Hong let out a smoke ring and sneered, "Tong Hai is not a good person either. Forget about following your father for all these years. In short, what Tong Hai did, thirty deaths is enough. "

Shen Yinbing did not say anything, and after a long period of silence, she asked: "Then, is Gao Fei someone from Anggui Cult?"

Yan Hong sniffed, shook her head and said with certainty: "He isn't, but Lian Xue and the others are. They are all your father's subordinates, and your father is the Master of the Blue Porcelain Academy within the Anggui Cult. Lian Xue, Cheng Yang, and the others were all female killers from Blue and White Porcelain Academy. "Hehe, although your reputation is quite intimidating, your ability is quite weak …"

At this point, Yan Hong's face suddenly changed and she stopped talking.

Shen Yinbing quickly asked, "Sister Hong, what did you think of this time?"

"I … I thought of something."

Yan Hong's gaze became sluggish as she muttered, "Your father is the Master of the Blue and White Porcelain Institute. In that case, he is in charge of giving out the antidotes to Lian Xue and the others. But, after your father died, why were they so willing to follow Gao Fei, and not afraid of poison anymore? Could it be that Gao Fei and Gao Fei have a solution? "

Yan Hong finally thought of this question, but Gao Fei was already gone.

Shen Yinbing slowly came to a realization. She looked at the dazed Yan Hong, not knowing how to comfort her.

It was because she had taken the poison from the Master of the Rose Garden that Yan Hong was forced to flee from Gao Yunhua. She was willing to continue being controlled, but she didn't expect that Gao Fei would have a way to free her.

Shen Yinbing walked to Yan Hong's side and sat down beside her, hugging her waist as she consoled her, "Sister Hong, don't worry. As long as Lian Xue and the others can get out of this predicament, I'll take responsibility of asking them about it."

Actually, Shen Yinbing also wanted to ask Yan Hong who was in charge of giving her the antidote after Mu Tianya's death.

It was just that this question was not very important now, because even if she got the antidote, Yan Hong was once again controlled by the Worries-forgetting Powder and she refused to be treated.

Yan Hong's eyes moved for a moment and slowly returned to normal. She patted the back of Shen Yinbing's hand and forced a laugh: "Hehe, actually, it doesn't matter if I take the antidote or not, because the organization's people told me that as long as I take the Worries-forgetting Powder, the things I took previously will be taken away. Right now, the one controlling me is no longer the Anggui Cult, but the organization. "

Shen Yinbing's head was spinning from the organization, the Anggui Cult, and the relationship between them. She was so exhausted that she started puking. She took a deep breath and lit up a cigarette.

After taking a deep breath, she felt a little better. She laughed at herself and said, "Looks like we're going to become smokers in the future. But smoking is harmful to your health, which is inferior to the Worries-forgetting Powder. "

Looking at the rising smoke, Yan Hong suddenly said, "Xiaobing, a few days ago, I met your mother."

"Cough, cough!"

Shen Yinbing, who had just taken a drag from her cigarette, choked on Yan Hong's words. She suddenly raised her head and asked, "Sister Hong, what … what did you say!?"

Shen Ruoxuan had been dead for so many years, and her grave was in the tomb of the ancestor of Su Family. Every year, when she was alive, Lily would go back to her grave.

Just as Yan Hong was about to say something, someone knocked on the door.

"Later."

Yan Hong took the cigarette from Shen Yinbing's hand and put it in the ashtray along with her own.

Shen Yinbing pursed her lips. She stood up and walked back to her desk with quick steps. After she lifted her hand to stroke her hair, she said, "Come in."

It was Su Qing who came in. She looked at Yan Hong and whispered, "Director Shen, there's a lady called Qin Ziyang. She said she made an appointment with you yesterday."

Yesterday, Qin Ziyang had called to say that she would be here at one o'clock this afternoon. It was already past two o'clock and she had arrived late.

However, it was because of her lateness that Shen Yinbing had finished listening to Yan Hong's story and heard the 'latest' news about her mother.

Shen Yinbing nodded her head, "Mn, let's invite Miss Qin to head over to Reception Room. I will be there shortly."

Beishan Group headquarters' Reception Room was on the sixth floor. After Su Qing brought the guests out of the elevator, she stood to the side and gestured for them to go ahead.

The first one to come out was Qin Ziyang. Her face was still as cold as ever. Her long and narrow eyes would occasionally flash with a cold glint. However, she looked much more haggard compared to before.

It was already the third month of Lunar New Year. She was more than 1.7 meters tall, but she wasn't wearing a dress like the others. Instead, she was wearing long pants, flat black shoes, and a milky white windbreaker.

As she stepped out of the elevator, Su Qing glanced at her abdomen from the corner of her eyes. She could clearly see that she was at least five months pregnant.

The one who followed behind Qin Ziyang was a man who shared a cold temperament with her.

The man wore an ordinary dark blue jacket and black pants. He had a cold face that was as sharp as a knife and as sharp as an axe. He wore sunglasses as he followed closely behind Qin Ziyang. It seemed like he was one of her bodyguards.

Behind them, there were three men dressed in formal attire. Judging from the briefcase and other things they were carrying, they should be the executives of the companies that were similar to Beishan Group.

None of the three people behind, not even Lily, attracted Su Qing's attention. However, the man in the blue jacket made Su Qing feel a sense of danger, that he was a lion hiding in the grass, ready to jump out at any time to eat people.

It was a lion, not a venomous snake.

The man wasn't as vicious as the poisonous snakes, but he was as fierce as a lion.

Su Qing only glanced at this man once before shifting her gaze and quickly walked toward the Reception Room.

After opening Reception Room's door, Su Qing stood behind the door and politely said: "Please wait, we Director Shen will be here soon. "Little boy, make tea and coffee for the guests."

"Sorry for the trouble."

Qin Ziyang nodded to Su Qing before she walked into the Reception Room first.2

Su Qing noticed that after Qin Ziyang sat down, that fierce man actually stood behind her with his hands behind his back, motionless like a statue made of steel.

After arranging the guests, Su Qing returned to the elevator and waited for Shen Yinbing.

A few minutes later, Shen Yinbing and Deputy Director Yan walked out of the elevator.

"Director Shen, our guest has already left for the Reception Room."

"Yes."

Shen Yinbing nodded and suddenly asked, "Have you seen Shang Pingbei?"

Su Qing shook her head.

"Oh, then call him and tell him I want him to attend this reception."

Shen Yinbing instructed as she slowly walked toward the Reception Room.

"Director Shen, you're here."

When the receptionist saw Shen Yinbing and her friend enter, she quickly came up to them and asked in a low voice, "What would you like to drink?"

Shen Yinbing looked at Qin Ziyang who stood up from the sofa. She smiled and said, "Make a cup of coffee for Deputy Director Yan and me."

With that, Shen Yinbing walked up to Qin Ziyang and extended her right hand. "Miss Qin, it's been a while. You seem to have gotten more haggard."

Qin Ziyang and Shen Yinbing gently shook hands before releasing her, saying indifferently, "Director Shen's complexion doesn't seem to be too good either."

"Hur hur, the work pressure is quite high."

Shen Yinbing glanced at Qin Ziyang's bulging abdomen before looking at the tough man. She smiled and asked, "Who are these people?"

The tough man took off his sunglasses and said coldly, "My name is Tieh Tu, these are the lawyers."

"Tieh Tu?"

The corner of Shen Yinbing's eyes twitched.

She had never come into direct contact with Tieh Tu, but she had heard from Gao Fei that Tieh Tu and Ye Xinshang were his comrades-in-arms. She had also heard that when Tieh Tu was in the prairie, under serious injuries, he had mixed with the fanatics to find his target.

This person was a ruthless person, even more ruthless than Gao Fei and Ye Xinshang combined.

Such an outstanding and ruthless person was currently standing by Qin Ziyang's side like a bodyguard.

What was going on?

Shen Yinbing sized up Tieh Tu and chuckled softly, "So you're Tieh Tu, I've heard about your heroic deeds before..."

Tieh Tu interrupted Shen Yinbing's words, "I have already retired, and in front of me is Chairman Qin's driver."

"You've retired? Was it Chairman Qin's driver? Chairman Qin? "

Shen Yinbing could hear a lot of information from Tieh Tu's short sentence.

Tieh Tu didn't say anything else.

Qin Ziyang sat down and put her hands together on her stomach. She raised her right foot and said, "Director Shen, the flight is a bit late, so please forgive me for being late."

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