Chapter 7 Hundreds of millions of design drafts were sold as waste paper

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Jiang Yin's eyes fell on Jiang Cheng's hand. The knuckles were clearly beautiful, and she was really good at hitting people. "Why are you doing this? Don't you...hate me?"

Jiang Cheng took off his coat and put it on Jiang Yin's skirt, covering her fair back.

"I hate you, but I can't stand a woman making things difficult for her!"

Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became silent.

After a moment, he pretended to be casual and said: "Have you ever been with him?"

Then he sneered and said, "What do you and Jiang Ruoyu have in mind?"

"...."

A sudden phone ringing interrupted the silence.

The call was from my friend Wen Wen, her voice was anxious, "Jiang Yin, come home quickly, all the design drafts are gone!"

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Zi Jin Hutong, the surroundings are as dark as ink and dilapidated.

A flamboyant orange sports car stopped, a pair of silver stilettos stepped on the ground, and the blue dress swayed as the owner walked.

"I go first."

Jiang Yin's figure gradually disappeared into the black alley.

Ten meters away, Jiang Yin's unrelated brother, Li Nan.

Staring straight at the sports car, his eyes were full of greed. The fat on his body trembled because he laughed.

I cursed in my heart: No wonder I despise the old man, it turns out there is a young master hiding behind his back!

Haha, little bitch.

At this time, the Li family.

When Jiang Yin took the first step into the door, thinking of Li Ling's temper over the years, her body reflexively dodged aside.

Sure enough, a glass broke at her feet.

"You still know how to come back!"

"Bah, you little bastard has the ability to die outside."

"Tonight, I ruined my good deeds and made me offend Boss Wang. I will never be able to enter the casino again!"

For those who are addicted to gambling, not being able to enter the casino is a fatal blow.

Li Ling gave Jiang Yin a hard look, then spat at her, pointing her fingers and yelling curses.

Then use an imperative tone:

"I'm calling Boss Wang. You try your best to make him comfortable. Do you hear me?"

"If you dare to run, I will break your legs!"

But Jiang Yin wanted to laugh when she heard this. In Li Ling's eyes, her only role was to serve men?

When she was very young, whenever she went against Li Ling's will, she would be beaten severely, and every time she was not disabled, she would be beaten half to death.

In the end, I called 120 to save my life.

So this time, Jiang Yin took the lead and kicked the table over. Various wine bottles on the table smashed to pieces, leaving the ground in a mess.

"How dare you, an old witch, to take advantage of your face and act like a monster? What kind of relationship do I have with you, and you dare to bring your ideas to bear on me?"

When Li Ling heard this, she immediately became angry and raised her hands directly towards her.

"You little bitch - oh, my old waist!"

When Li Ling made a move, Jiang Yin quickly ducked aside and kicked the small stool at her feet.

Li Ling fell directly into the glass slag,

If you fall, you will eat shit.

In the painful cry, Jiang Yin ignored it and pushed directly into her room.

When I opened the chest of drawers, all the manuscript design papers inside were gone!

It took her half a year to do this. If she lost it, she would have to start it all over again and pay Gu and other partners a large amount of liquidated damages.

She returned to the living room and grabbed Li Ling's hair with one hand, "Where are the things in my chest of drawers?"

"Ouch..." Li Ling fell into the glass again and couldn't stand up.

She subconsciously stuttered and said, "I...I sold it."

"To whom?"

"Where did I remember it! It's just a pile of waste paper. You girl are going to rebel today? Why don't you help me up quickly?"

"I'll ask you one last time, to whom?" Jiang Yin picked up her collar like a chicken.

"Sell it to someone who sells waste paper..." She looked smug at taking advantage, "Usually a pound of paper costs eight cents, but your waste paper actually sold for a thousand yuan."

Jiang Yin looked coldly, "One thousand yuan, this pile of waste paper can be sold for at least ten million."

Li Ling was stared at, a chill came over her, and she was so frightened that her back went cold, "What do you want to do..."

Jiang Yin waved her hand and let go of her collar, "Come in."

The people outside the door heard the sound and broke in instantly.