Chapter 662: Don't believe you try

Zhongsheng Group meeting room.
The meeting was in progress. A man in a black formal suit was sitting at the front of the oval round table. His mobile phone suddenly sounded the alarm, breaking the serious atmosphere of the meeting.
Everyone looked at the cold-faced man with doubts in his eyes.
Shen Youran's car is connected to Ji Jinchuan's mobile phone, as well as the location map. The sound of the alarm will only be heard when the car is subjected to severe vibration or collision.
Ji Jinchuan picked up his phone suddenly and shouted a "broke up" and walked out of the meeting room quickly, leaving a group of senior leaders looking at each other.
Everyone guessed in your heart, did Mr. Ji's family catch fire?
Ji Jinchuan turned to Shen Youran's phone while walking to the office. Although it was the hospital he sent her to in the morning, the driver could not drive her car.
Shen Youran and Qiu Shaoze were preparing to cross the street, the cell phone in the bag rang, she took it out and saw it was from Jin Jinchuan, and crossed it to connect: "Hey."
Her voice was soft and light, unlike what happened, Ji Jinchuan's rapid heart calmed down: "Where are you?"
"Outside." She squinted to the opposite side, and Huo Hanqian got off the car.
Hearing that she was outside, thinking of the possibility of a car accident in her car, he felt tight: "A car accident happened?"
She was a little dazed: "No."
During the speech, Ji Jinchuan had quickly returned to the office: "Your car collided with others?"
She said lightly: "I hit someone."
Ji Jinchuan subconsciously frowned: "Did you drive the car?"
Shen Youran slightly raised her lips: "No, I let the driver hit Huo Hanqian's car."
Ji Jinchuan was relieved, as long as she was fine: "He annoys you?"
She grunted: "Yes, hate his hypocritical appearance."
Ji Jinchuan sat back on the executive chair behind his desk, his voice calm and gentle: "What's the matter calling me."
This sentence clearly supported her, and Shen Youran responded happily: "Okay."
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Huo Hanqian got out of the car and went to check the condition of the car. The entire rear of the car was smoked and hit hard.
He put his hand on the bumped and deformed tail cover, frowned, walked over quickly, and knocked on the white Marathi driving window.
The driver lowered the window, Huo Hanqian looked at him with an angry face: "How did you drive?"
The driver said anxiously: "What do you want?"
Shen Youran and Qiu Shaoze came across the road. Qiu Shaoze saw Huo Hanqian's rear bumping into the car, and he felt happy for a while. If he hit himself, he would be more relieved.
Shen Youran glanced at the twisted tail, leaning her arms on the white Marathi's body: "The car is mine, the driver is mine, and I let him crash."
Huo Hanqian looked to Qiu Shaoze next to her and understood what was going on: "If you let President Ji know that you are going to be a man, don't know what he thinks?"
She was wearing flat shoes and reached the height of Huo Hanqian's shoulders, but her slightly upward gaze took a sullen gesture: "So you admit it, did you find someone to do it?"
When those people started, Qiu Shaoze saw him, so Huo Hanqian admitted frankly: "It's me, what about?"
"Mr. Huo." She lifted her thin lips lightly, with a sneer on the corners of her micro-hooks, a glance of cruelty across her eyes, "This time I crashed, and the next time you trouble him again, I will hit people directly, I don't believe you try."