Chapter 74 It's You Who Robs People

Washington is not at peace today.

Jiang Jingyan had been setting up a trap in the group for nearly a month, and finally closed it down, and with great fanfare.

He doesn't engage in the conspiracies and intrigues of businessmen in the world of fame and fortune, but rather cuts the Gordian knot.

At first glance, the Huasheng ship seems to have little money and strict rules and regulations, but in fact, it has a complex network of relationships, even from the group to the city, which is equally entangled.

Jiang Jingyan doesn't need to look at anyone's face, nor does he need to form a group.

Find out the problem department and report it directly.

The forces above are hiding their mysteries. He is well aware of the lucky mentality of some people. If he is involved, he will take a detour.

If you want to dig, you have to dig thoroughly to prevent future troubles.

His superiors sent him here, and they didn't expect him to show mercy.

But some people on the board of directors refused to do so. The top management believed that if the lips and teeth are gone, they would be in trouble. Doing so would make the backbones who have devoted themselves to the group feel uneasy.

In the afternoon, Jiang Jingyan left the conference hall to attend the last seminar before the opening of the summit forum.

Several important directors accompanied him, with him as the leader.

When we got to the first floor, there was a crowd of people gathered in the hall. Several men in suits shouted and asked to see the chairman. The security guard tried to persuade them but to no avail, so he warned them with rubber sticks.

Jiang Jingyan looked serious and raised his eyelids slightly.

Lian Zhuo left the team and squeezed into the source of the disturbance. After about five minutes, he hurriedly got into the car to report, "It's the department manager you ordered fired last week."

"What did you say?"

"They say the group is ungrateful and they want an explanation."

The man laughed, "Send someone to watch and see who will take over."

In fact, he had the answer in his mind, but he was just looking for an excuse. The first bird to stick its head out gets shot, so at least he had to wait until the bird showed its head.

At two o'clock, the Huasheng Group's convoy arrived at the conference hall on time.

Jiang Jingyan got out of the car. A few meters away, Yan Baiqing had just arrived.

The two had just had an argument, but when they met again, their momentum was equally matched.

He stepped onto the stairs, and Yan Baiqing followed closely behind him. He was the first to speak, "Is Mrs. Jiang okay?"

"Cooperate with the investigation team normally."

"It's hard for you. You have so many family and work matters to deal with."

"That's okay. There are other people to worry about."

Yan Baiqing was as gentle and modest as ever, and chuckled, "That's good. How about Qing'er? Is she still in school, or has she been sent away?"

"Why, Senior Brother, are you still planning to go to the airport to snatch someone?"

"You misunderstood. That night, it wasn't a 'robbery'. She left with me of her own accord. The previous times, it was you who came to snatch her away, not me."

Jiang Jingyan stopped.

Behind him, the group directors were shaking hands and greeting the leaders present, unaware of the undercurrents going on here.

Yan Baiqing nodded around and shifted his gaze to the opposite side.

Under the scorching sun, the dormant wildness seems to be trying to break through the defense line.

In an instant, the clouds became strange.

A silent contest.

After a long time, Yan Baiqing reached out and patted Jiang Jingyan on the shoulder.

Cotton blade.

The seminar finally finalized the relevant arrangements for the summit forum, and Yan Baiqing, as a cooperative unit, fully cooperated with Huasheng.

Jiang Jingyan was in the main right seat, and he was slightly behind.

Yan Weilan was right. Jiang Jingyan held a very important position. The city held him in high esteem, allowing him to hold the power of life and death at Huasheng. If he completed his mission and achieved outstanding results, the position of chairman would be a natural progression.

We will take both political and business approaches.

Mr. Jiang has a bright future.

The meeting ended and the night was thick with darkness.

Yan Baiqing stood at the bottom of the stairs with his hands behind his back.

Soon, the crowd surrounded Jiang Jingyan and he said goodbye politely and left without looking back.

"Jingyan."

He stopped and turned his head.

Yan Baiqing approached slowly and said, "I heard that you refused to meet my mother."

"Really? There have been a lot of people asking for mercy lately. Maybe my subordinates have been negligent. Please apologize to Director Yan for me."

"My mother is trying to get a jewelry exchange exhibition. The other directors of Huasheng signed it, but you didn't."

Jiang Jingyan raised his eyebrows, "Brother, are you talking to me about this for public or private reasons?"

"For personal gain."

"Since this is for personal gain, Senior Brother, please change your clothes before talking to me."

He continued walking towards the parking space.

Yan Baiqing followed up, "Taking revenge for personal gain is not the behavior of a gentleman."

"Although I never call myself a gentleman, Director Yan and I have no personal grudges, let alone using this as an excuse to cause trouble."

"There's no personal vendetta, but you have a grudge."

"What are you complaining about?"

"Blame me for interfering in your affairs."

Jiang Jingyan held onto the car door, wanting to smile but not laughing, "This is malicious speculation."

Yan Baiqing also smiled, "That's good. If it's because of Qing'er, I can explain."

"No need. Whether you pretend to be confused or you really don't understand, Mr. Yan knows the reason why I won't sign."

He walked away.

Leave Yan Baiqing where he is.

…

Chen Qing came out of the piano room and found the corridor empty.

She locked the door and returned the key.

After turning a corner, I saw a black car parked next to the wisteria trellis.

Lian Zhuo bowed in gesture.

Chen Qing gripped the strap of his guitar case tightly, looked around, and walked over.

The reading light in the back seat of the car was on, and a man was reviewing documents. His facial features were coated with a warm yellow halo, giving him a unique temperament.

"Why are you so late?" He didn't look up.

"Practicing the music for the performance."

"Difficult?"

"Disaster."

Jiang Jingyan closed the folder and took off his glasses. "Get in the car."

Chen Qing pursed her lips and said, "If we go out now, it will be too late to go back to the dormitory."

"Then I won't reply."

She shuddered, but remained standing where she was.

Jiang Jingyan looked at her, a smile overflowing from his eyes, "Why, you just slept in the morning——"

She quickly got into the car, and the sound of the door closing interrupted the rest of his sentence.

The car drove east and stopped at Xianxuan Teahouse.

Entering the private room, Tang Xiaoming looked dissatisfied. "Mr. Jiang wants to thank me, but he chooses such a plain place. Who is he looking down on?"

Jiang Jingyan took off his coat, ignored him, and gestured for Chen Qing to sit next to him.

The folk art troupe in the building was performing lively and she was listening attentively.

Jiang Jingyan glanced at it and asked, "Does it sound good?"

"Not bad." Chen Qing answered seriously, "Your emotions are much richer than mine."

Her depressed look revealed an imperceptible tenderness in the man's eyes.

"How can the strings of a zither be full of emotion if they are heartless?"

"You don't understand."

Jiang Jingyan stroked her long hair on her back and said in a low, hoarse voice, "Play a song for me."

Chen Qing turned his head.

He said seriously, "Let me help you understand where the problem lies."

Tang Xiaoming slapped his thigh, "Yes, Qing'er, Jingyan has been hiding it very well these past few years, I haven't heard it once."

Chen Qing said nothing.

Jiang Jingyan narrowed his eyes and scratched her face with his fingers, "You're willing to play music for Yan Baiqing, but you won't play for me?"

"Last time it was because he was injured..."

The man's eyes were oppressive.

Chen Qing was at a loss, "The erhu is in the car, I forgot to take it."

Lian Zhuo walked in at this time, carrying a violin case.

She choked and took it.

Jiang Jingyan opened a pack of cigarettes, took one and lit it.

Lian Zhuoli leaned over and said, "Your mother is here."

"one person?"

"I went upstairs with the two ladies."

He hummed and looked forward.

Chen Qing held the bow and listened attentively to the change of music outside, the pipa ensemble.

She sang background music along with the melody, which neither stole the limelight nor added a bit of charm.

Jiang Jingyan swayed his toes to the rhythm, and at the moment he poured the tea, a figure flashed by his peripheral vision.

He lifted his eyelids.

Chen Qing sat sideways and didn't notice.

The man moved closer and continued looking in a different direction.

Suddenly he pointed at her and shouted, "Chen Qing?"

Chen Qing instinctively looked up, his face instantly pale.