Chapter 460 Ling Chuqing’s Crying

Style: Romance Author: Kindergarten masterWords: 2140Update Time: 24/01/11 08:29:15
Jinggao took his assistants to Tomson Golf Villa No. 11 not just because he was staying here tonight.

Guan Yujia came from Jinling, and Ling Chuqing was also with him. Jing Gao wants to meet and chat with Ling Chuqing.

In Jinggao’s commercial layout, Jinling is a very important node. Just like Shencheng is to Tencent, Hangzhou is to Alibaba. He realized early on that a strong company needs a strong support point.

How cool it is to be a Namsan Pizza Hut or Gangneung Pizza Hut!

It is difficult for Phoenix to get more support in Beijing and Shanghai. There are too many big companies here.

Ling Chuqing's father, Ling Song, was the "line" for the Phoenix Group to enter Jinling. Each side gets what it needs. Ling Song was also transferred from the provincial department to work in Jinling, and his official career regained its second spring.

This is the big background. In January of the previous year, Jing Gao had reminded Ling Chuqing that there might be something fishy about her husband Xie Xuan's car accident, judging from the fact that Qiongdao's rich young man Qiao Songbai stared at the Zifeng Hotel at that time.

Ling Chuqing called her cousin. The Xie family is engaged in business and is quite energetic in Qiongdao. But what Jing Gao learned was that the Xie family found nothing.

Jing Gao's former bodyguard Fu Ye founded a security company called "Morning Star". He appointed a reliable person to go to Qiongdao to investigate, and the detailed situation has been found out.

Everything that passes must leave traces. If you find the right person and spend the right money, you're bound to find something.

Jing Gao sold it to Mr. Wang of HNA through the little princess Wang Hanjun a few days ago, and he was also paving the way for this matter. HNA's foundation in Qiongdao cannot be compared with the kind of wealthy businessmen or people in the system who are engaged in hotels and real estate.





As night fell slowly, Nie Yunxi was entertaining Ling Chuqing who was waiting here in Villa No. 11 of Tomson Golf.

Nie Yunxi said she was Jing Gao's assistant, but she was actually a consultant. There is no need for her to follow Jing Gao around and serve like Dong Youwei and Cheng Yu.

Of course, consultants are consultants, and just like Dong Youwei and others, they still need to sign the confidentiality agreement that should be signed. Things around Jing Gao cannot be revealed to others. Jing Gao does not want his personal life to be known to others.

The small living room on the second floor is brightly lit. Nie Yunxi, a beautiful young woman full of the elegance and elegance of the Jiangnan water town, entertained the tall, beautiful and graceful Ling Chuqing.

Nie Yunxi was wearing a slim-fitting elegant dress and was 1.68 meters tall, chatting casually with Ling Chuqing. She is thirty-two years old, two years older than Ling Chuqing. Her voice is soft and waxy, and she talks about the customs of Jinling and Hangzhou.

Ling Chuqing is 1.72 meters tall, wearing a plain gown and a light pink suit jacket. Below are khaki slim-fitting trousers with soft fabric that outlines her round buttocks. A pair of slender and round legs are held together, sitting on the coffee table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the small living room, an elegant and quiet beauty.

She was called by Jing Gao himself and asked her to follow Guan Yujia on a plane to the Magic City to meet her. She had a premonition in her mind that she was actually a little irritable at this moment. But Nie Yunxi's voice slowly dispelled the anger in her heart.

Ling Chuqing smiled apologetically and said, "Professor Nie, I'm sorry! I actually don't know much about Jinling. I have lived in Jiaozhou and Qiongdao for twelve years combined."

She had been in Jinling for a while some time ago, preparing to be a tour guide for Jing Gao. But compared to Professor Nie, that's far behind.

Jinling was the ancient capital of six dynasties, and Nie Yunxi, a professor engaged in related research in the field of humanities, certainly knows a lot about it. Historical places such as Confucius Temple, Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum, Qinhuai River, etc., and all kinds of allusions are readily available.

Nie Yunxi was slightly startled, then said gently: "It's okay." She knew that Ling Chuqing was apologizing for the perfunctory chat with her just now. Of course she couldn't be angry about this.

Just at this time, I heard the sound of a car downstairs in the villa, and I guessed that Jing Gao and the others were back. Nie Yunxi took Ling Chuqing to the first floor, and happened to meet Jing Gao coming in with two assistants, Guan Yujia and Liu Sumei.

After exchanging pleasantries, the group dispersed. The two assistants Dong Youwei and Cheng Yu and the accompanying bodyguard Chen Aiyang and others can go to rest. Of course, the assistants have work and can take the time to report. Liu Sumei went directly to the second floor to wash up and sleep. The villa in Jinggao covers an area of ​​more than 4 acres and has more than 20 rooms. Of course she has a place to live here.

Jing Gao took Guan Yujia and Ling Chuqing to sit down in the living room on the east side of the first floor. The soldier who brought the latest situation was waiting there.

The bodyguards and assistants live in the annex of the villa. Nie Yunxi pulled Cheng Yu a little and asked about the situation, "How was Mr. Jing's discussion with Dr. Zhang tonight?"

Cheng Yu explained the situation vividly, and smiled with thick lips, "Sister Nie, this is almost a double kill in one day! The group's progress in chip manufacturing has moved forward. However, a mature product line will be the fastest It will also take nearly 300 days to become operational.”

Nie Yunxi chuckled elegantly and said with admiration: "Mr. Jing is quite awesome."





Jing Gao, Guan Yujia, and Ling Chuqing went to the living room on the east side of the villa. On the way, they discussed personnel arrangements with Guan Yujia, "Guan Guan, if Dr. Zhang goes to Jinling to help us build the factory, we need to set up a team there." , we need someone we can trust. I plan to send Cheng Yu there. She told me about the idea of ​​sending it out."

Guan Yujia is of medium height, 1.65 meters tall, and is a beautiful young woman. Wearing an off-white workplace skirt and black stockings, she has the aura of a timid young woman from a good family, shy, pretty and charming.

She is a beauty with 96 points for looks and 95 points for figure.

She is very gentle and considerate. At this time, he said softly: "Okay, Brother Jing. I will arrange it."

Listening to her voice, Jing Gao felt like a cool trickling stream flowing through his heart. If it wasn't for Ling Chuqing, he would have wanted to hug her. This is his little goblin. He smiled and said: "Let me talk to Cheng Yu! During your stay in Jinling, the work at the group headquarters was very busy, right?"

Seeing concern, Guan Yujia smiled happily, with a bit of her own shyness, and said softly: "Brother Jing, I can bear it."

The three of them walked into the living room. A burly young man with long hair, thick eyebrows and big eyes stood up, his eyes leveled, and his expression was neither humble nor arrogant.

Jing Gao smiled and shook hands with him, and asked him to take a seat, "Junzi...I'll call you Junzi too! Thank you for your hard work."

Junzi grinned, "Mr. Jing, it's not hard." After saying that, he neatly handed a brown paper bag beside him to Jing Gao with both hands, "Mr. Jing, all the information I found is in it."

"Yes." Jing Gao had heard Fu Ye briefly describe the relevant situation before, and took the paper bag to Ling Chuqing.

Guan Yujia and Junzi left the living room first.

Ling Chuqing's hands were shaking a little. She stood in front of the small round table, opened the paper bag, and read the information inside. There were also several photos of her husband's car accident scene. I couldn't help but shed tears all of a sudden. Bear the pain and watch it any longer.

There was no doubt that her husband had been murdered.