Chapter 170 Are You Worried About Me?

Meng Hongwen was transferred to Huafang Technology Group five years ago and took the top position. Jiang Jingyan was transferred to Huasheng, which meant he gave up his previous path and completely cut off the possibility of promotion. He, on the other hand, did both and held dual titles.

In his first year at Huafang, Meng Hongwen led the team in command, implemented the Huafang 902 Project, promoted military-industrial technological progress, strengthened border defense, and won individual first-class merit. In the second year, the province assigned him to helm the Huafang Zhounan Manufacturing Base. In the third year, the higher-ups intended to vacate a leadership position for him.

One can imagine how shocked Zheng Yuan was when he heard Jiang Jingyan's decision.

"No..." He rubbed his face, "Jingyan, do you know what you are saying?"

Jiang Jingyan played with the metal cover of the lighter. "I'm just observing, what's there to be afraid of?"

"Do you think Yan Baiqing has Mr. Meng's support behind him? Even if your guess is right, but you said he threw away the Zhounan batch of goods, how could Mr. Meng care about it anymore?"

He was speechless.

Ever since Yan Baiqing became interested in Qingyoufuyuan, Jiang Jingyan had always kept tabs on Ji Mingyin's whereabouts. Ji Mingyin's private clubhouse in Zhounan was a hidden treasure trove of secrets belonging to important figures. Yan Baiqing sought him out not for personal gain but for his connections, but Yan Baiqing couldn't afford them; most likely, they were needed by Meng Hongwen.

After rescuing Chen Qing from Ji Mingyin, Jiang Jingyan deliberately revealed his plans for Yan Baiqing in front of Meng Hongwen, with only two results.

Either Meng Hongwen forced Yan Baiqing to stop in order to protect himself, or Yan Baiqing disobeyed orders and acted on his own, and a rift gradually developed between the two.

Now it seems to be the second one.

Jiang Jingyan threw away the lighter and tried his best to suppress his emotions. "He won't interfere. I just want to see his reaction after hearing that the goods are lost. Remember, send your own people."

Zheng Yuan and he were soldiers of the same period. They had a resentful spirit towards each other and they had often butted heads at first. Later, Jiang Jingyan rushed to the front line one after another and killed decisively. Their relationship became inexplicably good and their trust was accumulated inexplicably.

"Okay, I'll take a chance. There's a supply factory near Cuiyin. Is the daily inspection team enough?"

"That's enough."

Zheng Yuan dropped the video.

At the same time, Chen Qing heard the doorbell ring in the living room.

She was subconsciously cautious and went to the kitchen to find a fruit knife for self-defense.

Logically speaking, Chenyuan has strict access and exit management, but it is better to believe it exists than not to believe it exists.

"who?"

"I'm from the property management office. There's a package for you."

"Put it at the door."

"This must be signed in person. If you don't sign, we can't complete the task."

Chen Qing recognized the voice as familiar and leaned over the door to look through the peephole.

She laughed out loud and opened the door.

Daliang, wearing ill-fitting work clothes, held up two express boxes. "Your package."

"Newcomer?" Chen Qing teased him deliberately. "I've never seen you before. You're so tall, can you fit in the elevator?"

"Yes, we can get in. Our elevator is spacious. Even a powerful mountain vulture can fit in."

She was trying to suppress her laughter and was about to call out his name when Daliang winked and said, "A Mr. Yan gave it to you. Don't forget to call back."

Chen Qing was stunned, then immediately realized that he was afraid of being monitored.

Daliang raised the express box in his left hand and mouthed to her: Mine.

Her heart was pounding as she looked around and said, "Thank you."

After closing the door, she first unpacked the phone that Yan Baiqing had sent her. It was a new phone, brand new and unopened, with nothing unusual about it.

Daliang also sent a new mobile phone with a note attached: I checked the express information and bought the same model just in case. Boss, remember to reimburse me.

Chen Qing sat cross-legged on the sofa, staring at the express box thoughtfully.

Yan Baiqing is a careful, considerate and gentlemanly person. He has saved her more than once. But at Yindeng Pass, she took advantage of this to lure him into the trap.

It was a crudely made little trap, he shouldn't have failed to see it.

If Chen Qing didn't know that Yan Baiqing was the mastermind behind the Sihanoukville Terminal incident, he would have thought he was a gentleman, or at least not a bad person.

Unfortunately, they have different positions. He wants to deal with Jiang Jingyan. No matter what, her soft-heartedness will be disadvantageous to Jiang Jingyan.

Chen Qing shook his head, took the mobile phone bought by Daliang, and went back to the bedroom.

…

The next morning, Chen Qing had just replaced his phone card when he received a call from Yan Baiqing.

"Where are you?"

She was inexplicably nervous, "On the way home."

Yan Baiqing's voice was warm and clear, "Have you eaten?"

"not yet."

"I'll pick you up."

"No thanks." Chen Qing glanced at the navigation. "Let's meet at Xianxuan Teahouse. I'll treat you and Miss Zhang to dinner."

The man laughed and said, "Why don't you treat me alone?"

"Alone... Miss Zhang will misunderstand even more."

"There will be a jewelry appreciation meeting at the Yan family tomorrow night. She will most likely attend with me."

Chen Qing didn't catch his hint. "Then I'll go pick out a gift for her. Have you seen Miss Zhang's dress? What color is it?"

There was silence over there.

She paused, "Mr. Yan?"

"Let's go to the teahouse first. I'll ask Miss Zhang for the time."

He hung up.

Chen Qing arrived on time at noon. She went back to Chenyuan on the way and took Yan Baiqing's mobile phone with her, ready to return it to him.

The waiter led her to a private room with the door half open. The outline of the man's body was shrouded in a halo in the sunlight.

He tilted his head, as elegant as ever, "Here I come."

Chen Qing stepped over the threshold and wiped his sweat with a tissue, "Where's Miss Zhang?"

"Busy."

She didn't say anything. Yan Baiqing's lie was so poor. No matter what Zhang Yun was busy with, he would definitely not leave the two of them alone after hearing that she was treating them.

"I'm giving this back to you." Chen Qing handed over the phone and smiled, "I had already bought it before you received it. You spent money."

Yan Baiqing pushed a cup of tea to her, slowly picked up the phone box, and suddenly threw it into the trash can with perfect accuracy.

Chen Qing was stunned, "You——"

"What do you want to eat? I ordered a few new dishes, take a look."

She raised her eyes and saw Yan Baiqing's face was full of emotion, with no trace of anger on it.

"What's the point of throwing it away? It's such a pity."

He laughed, "It's no shame if a gift I gave is returned and loses its value."

Chen Qing shook his head and muttered, "If money has no value, what is valuable? Rich people like you are really hated."

Yan Baiqing's ears were sharp, and he raised his eyebrows slightly, "You scolded me secretly?"

"No, I think this fish is good."

Chen Qing sat opposite Yan Baiqing. Even if he was seen at this distance, he would not feel it was inappropriate. He just stared at the menu the whole time to avoid looking at him.

While waiting for the food to be served, she wiped her fingers carefully and asked casually, "Did the Wei Yin incident affect you?"

"Are you worried about me?"

She was stunned.

"It has an impact." Yan Baiqing unbuttoned a shirt, his tone indifferent, "An accident occurred in the unit under my charge, and it was concealed for so long. Everyone from top to bottom has failed in their duties."

Chen Qing licked his lips, "Sorry..."

"Why are you apologizing? It's for Jingyan's reputation. I understand."

She sighed secretly.

"But I'm curious about a question." Yan Baiqing rested his hands on the edge of the table, tapping occasionally.

He paused for a moment, then raised his eyelids, a small shadow beneath his thick brows, and said with a half-smile, "Since you know that the theater where the accident happened is related to me, why don't you come to me directly for help, but go the other way and look for Miss Zhang instead?"

Chen Qing's breath was choked.

The man looked at her, "Qing'er, you know something."