837: C837 Fulfillment of Promises

C837 Fulfillment of Promises

Old Man Song was sitting in his room, reading a newspaper. When he saw his daughter come in crying, he immediately asked, "What happened to you?"

"Second Miss Song was frightened." Jiang Chen explained what happened just now and said, "Second Master Song, since I can't injure Hongyin, I won't stay any longer."

Second Master Song quickly called out: "* *, I still don't know your name. Could you stay for dinner before leaving?"

"I'm really sorry, but there are still some matters at home. Thank you Second Master Song for your love. Let's change the day."

When he returned home to take care of his clothes and wounds, it was almost dark. Jiang Chen sat in his wheelchair and cooked some food. When he carried the food to the table, Soong Ying came back at the same time.

"Wifey, the food is ready. Come quickly and eat."

"I'm not hungry."

Soong Ying changed into slippers and went straight into the room. Thinking of the meal she had with Jiang Chen today, she felt a little guilty, so she came out again.

"There's no food in the house these few days, right? What do you like to eat? I'll go buy some tomorrow, or else I'll find a servant so you won't have to cook."

"No need, I can do it myself." If there was a nanny at home, he would definitely not be able to go out at any time.

Soong Ying quickly followed to grab the plate. Jiang Chen naturally didn't want his daughter-in-law to touch these, so he raised his arm to stop her. Soong Ying's hand accidentally grabbed his arm. Instantly, a trace of blood seeped out from the white shirt.

Soong Ying immediately retracted her hand. What happened to your hand? "

Jiang Chen quickly turned his wheelchair around and said as he walked towards the living room, "It's fine, I accidentally knocked on the wheelchair."

Soong Ying immediately thought of Jiang Chen. It seemed that the place where he was injured was also here.

However, could the person in front of him who was struggling to walk be Jiang Chen? Could it be that he was wearing a human skin mask? Soong Ying couldn't help but follow him into the living room and carefully peeked at Jiang Chen's face.

Jiang Chen quickly asked nervously, "What's wrong, am I covered in rice?"

"No, let's eat." Soong Ying picked up the chopsticks but had no appetite. She just ate a few mouthfuls.

Jiang Chen said considerately, "Are you tired? Go back and rest."

As Soong Ying watched him clean up the dishes in his wheelchair, she suddenly got upset and went back to her bedroom.

In the kitchen, Jiang Chen exclaimed how close he was to death.

Besides, he didn't want to cause trouble for Soong Ying either. It had already been a few hours, so the Jiang Family should have received the news soon enough. This battle was definitely unavoidable, and perhaps, he wouldn't be able to accompany Soong Ying for much longer.

While she was sighing with emotion, the phone Soong Ying had placed on the table suddenly rang.

Jiang Chen quickly turned his wheelchair and walked over.

When Soong Ying picked it up, her expression changed.

"What, why did they stop working together? Good... "I got it. If you have anything to say, go to the company tomorrow and we'll talk about it."

"Has anything happened to the company?"

Jiang Chen asked through the door.

"A few underlings have ended their cooperation. Forget it, I'm telling you that you don't understand. You should go to bed early."

There was a trace of impatience in Soong Ying's voice. Actually, if he didn't say it, Jiang Chen could also guess that the company shares would be handed over just like that. The few old men were definitely unhappy, especially Zhao Weiting's father.

Jiang Chen had never been afraid of getting in trouble like this. To him, soft persimmon was meaningless. He sneered and then returned to his bedroom.

The next morning, Soong Ying went back to the company.

Secretary Li Weiwei was standing at the door of the office with a frown on her face. As soon as they met, he said, "Chief Song, there were more than 10 companies dissolving their business with us last night. What should we do?"

"Have you asked why?" Soong Ying asked with a frown.

"Yes, they were all similar. Their reasons were the same. It's not that they were dissatisfied with our low price, but that they were about to change to something else."

Soong Ying slapped the table angrily.

"It must be Elder Zhao's doing. You can leave first."

After the secretary left, Soong Ying called one by one and got similar answers.

She was very clear that this was definitely Zhao Tiangfang's doing. Back then, her father was close friends with him and had pulled him from a worker to an elder of the company, but he was ungrateful. Soong Ying knew that she could not shock him even if she were to take the lead in adding insult to injury, and the only one who could intimidate him was probably Second Uncle.

After hesitating for a long time, she dialed Second Uncle's number.

"Second Uncle, it's Ying'er."

"Second Master Song's cold voice came from the phone." What's the matter? "

"It's a company matter." Soong Ying bit her lips and told him everything about the company.

After Second Master Song heard this, he said in a lukewarm tone: "Ying'er, you have also become a family, you shouldn't rely on Second Uncle for everything. Back then, your father did not need my help.

Second Master Song hung up the phone without waiting for Soong Ying to speak.

He and Soong Ying's father had separated in their teens and these people had always been at odds with each other. As the saying went, they were at odds with each other, so they walked further and further away. Originally, Soong Ying and Soong Hongyin had a good relationship because of Ann Lin, but when she thought about Soong Hongyin tugging at Jiang Chen, she could not help but feel angry.

She didn't want to help, so she didn't want to help. No matter what she did, she had to get through this difficulty.

At this moment, the phone on the table rang. It was Zhao Weiting's father, Zhao Tiangfang.

Ying'er, niece, I've heard about the company's matters. These old customers are really too much, they dare not give you, a Song Family member, face. Sigh, if you need it, I can ask Weiting to straighten out the joints.

Soong Ying gnashed her teeth in anger. She really wanted to curse at this old fox, but she resisted with her good upbringing.

"Thank you, Uncle Zhao. I can take care of the company's matters, there's no need for others to interfere. I'm going to a meeting right now, so I'll hang up now."

Soong Ying hung up the phone with a "pa" sound, but her pretty face was livid with anger.

The next morning, Soong Ying's face darkened to the point that it was almost dripping water.

When she thought of Jiang Chen in her confusion, she suddenly called him.

"Hello, I'm Soong Ying."

Soong Ying maintained her usual style, speaking without the slightest hesitation.

Jiang Chen was a bit excited and quickly said, "Hello, is there anything for Miss Song?"

Soong Ying said after a moment of hesitation. I want you to help me find out who's behind this company. "

"No problem." "Yes." Jiang Chen agreed and then asked. If I really find out, will Miss Song be willing to accompany me for a meal? "

"Yes, but the result has to be satisfactory."

With that, Soong Ying hung up the phone and Jiang Chen started to get busy again.

His method was very simple and straightforward. He asked for the phone numbers of these customers and spent a little money to find all the contacts. At the same time, he also obtained the information of the owner of these numbers.1

Interesting.

Jiang Chen smiled. The An family's hands were really long.

The same day, the An family received a call from Zhao Weiting, telling the An family not to interfere in Soong Ying's business. He said that he could deal with the matter of his little lover and even scolded Ann Lin, saying that he was a cowardly turtle who didn't even dare fart after being beaten.

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