Chapter 1588: : Hua Ye God wants to see you

Jing Hongming was able to become Li Nanfang's elder, so naturally he would thoroughly eat this kid.
It was just a meaningful sentence that made Li Nanfang completely confess.
Li Nanfang knew very well that since Jing Hongming would call him, the content of the call would definitely be reported to Babai.
In case he keeps on pretending this amnesia, letting his mother know about it and crying for him, it will make him more uncomfortable than killing him.
So almost without any hesitation, this guy took the initiative to admit it.
Hearing this "Ten Uncle Jing Hong", Jing Hongming smiled rarely.
Known as the cold-blooded Jing Hongming, when facing those who dared to lie to him and then be exposed by him, he would definitely let that guy go to see the King of Hades without any hesitation.
But now Li Nanfang deceived him and was exposed by him. On the contrary, there was a smile with a sense of accomplishment.
I have to say that this uncle ten is really a white call, and sometimes it can be used to save his life.
"Li Nanfang, Huaye God wants to see you, can you see?"
Now that it has been determined that this kid has recovered his memory, Jing Hongming doesn't need to bother to explain so much, he can get straight to the point and directly ask the key points of the question.
Hearing the name of Flower Night God, Li Nanfang's head seemed to have experienced an explosion, and his ears made an explosion.
A fist was made in one hand, and the veins on his arm were violent, which was enough to show how much anger and pain he was suffering at the moment.
Jing Hongming didn't speak any more. As one of the people who knew the specific truth of the incident, he could guess what Li Nanfang was in the dark.
However, the explanation cannot be said.
Jing Hongming could agree with Huaye God to see Li Nanfang.
He can also persuade Yue Zitong to let Hua Ye Shen go to see Li Nanfang.
However, meeting the two cannot tell the truth about the matter anyway.
Director Jing Hong received a phone harassment from Shen Qingwu. After listening to the nonsense for ten minutes, he only replied: "I can convince Yue Zitong, but I hope Hua Ye Shen can understand what she should say and what should not be said. "
Jing Hongming asked Shen Qingwu to convey this sentence to Huaye God.
He believed that the of the flower night must know the meaning of the words.
Now facing Li Nanfang on the other side of the phone, he could feel Li Nanfang’s anger, unwillingness and pain from this long silence. Jing Hongming suddenly felt that this matter was a bit unfair to Li Nanfang. ?
It's a pity that this idea disappeared as soon as it came out.
Compared with those girls who were scoured by Li Nanfang, they would endure less pain than him.
It is a man who should pay the due price for the evil results he has created.
Thinking of this, Jing Hongming's inner feelings suddenly improved a lot, and he said in a cold voice: "Li Nanfang, what do you kid think. Do you want me to explain to you who the God of Flower Night is?"
Such a cold voice came through the microphone, but Li Nanfang, who was in the same mood, suddenly returned to normal.
The clenched fist was loosened, and this guy returned to his previous appearance. He leaned back on the chair and raised his leg on the table. He said nonchalantly: "Ten Uncle Jinghong, I am also the boss of a big company anyway. I have too many people to go, how can I have time----"
"You must see her!"
Before Li Nanfang finished speaking, he was interrupted by Jing Hongming's words.
After a moment of silence.
"Okay, whatever."
God knows what kind of ideological struggle Li Nanfang has gone through that makes this sentence "random" so casual.
Through the microphone, you can hear Jing Hongming's faint sigh: "Okay, that's all for this matter."
In fact, it was just one sentence, let Li Nanfang see the of the flower night, but Director Jing Hong was like performing an arduous task. After the task was successful, the tight muscles all over his body relaxed.
He had to take care of the emotions of Shen's family. He wanted Shen Qingwu, so naturally he wanted to do what Shen Qingwu required.
But if Li Nanfang firmly disagrees, Jing Hongming doesn't know how to convince this kid.
Working in a crack is not an easy task for a cold-blooded boss like Jing Hongming.
When the problem is solved, he wants to end the call.
"Wait a minute, Tenth Uncle Jinghong, I have one more thing to ask you for help."
Li Nanfang's tone was still so frivolous, and before Jing Hongming asked, he asked himself: "Ten Uncle Jinghong, the welfare treatment of your Supreme Security Bureau should be very good, right?"
"It's okay, why are you asking this?"
As soon as Jing Hongming relaxed, he became nervous by Li Nanfang's questioning.
Others don't know Li Nanfang's temper, can Jing Hongming know?
This is definitely the kind of Lord who has suffered a loss and must be repaid by others.
Just forcing him to do something he didn't want to do, this is going to make it back.
Jing Hongming wanted to hang up the phone immediately, but he was afraid that Li Nanfang would do something more extraordinary, so he could only listen carefully.
"Ten Uncle Jinghong, you must know why when I returned to China this time. I came back for my company. Now my company is experiencing difficulties. As an elder, should you help?"
"How can I help you?"
Jing Hongming couldn't figure out Li Nanfang's routine a little. No matter how difficult he was for a company selling stockings, he wouldn't find the Supreme Security Bureau to help.
How to help?
Is it possible to let him buy stockings as a blessing----
"Ten Uncle Jinghong, the New Year is coming soon. How about you buy some southern black silk and go back as an experience for your subordinates to enrich the welfare of the comrades of the Supreme Security Bureau. How about, my proposal is not bad?"
As soon as Jing Hongming guessed a possibility, Li Nanfang directly spoke out.
Rao was Director Jing Hong who had experienced countless winds and waves, and it took a while to digest the information in these words.
"You asked me to buy your stockings as a welfare for my men?"
"Yeah, don't you have any twelve golden hairpins and thirteen golden hairpins under your hand, Tenth Uncle Jinghong. When you go shopping, the golden hairpin girls always wear a little pleasurable clothes. But there are comrades Taibao here. It’s time to find a girlfriend, my southern black silk is definitely the best choice for giving away a female friend----"
"Get out, get out of here as far as you brat!"
Jing Hong was so angry that his mouth was almost crooked, and without waiting for Li Nanfang to finish speaking in vernacular, he directly cursed and interrupted him.
Let me, a chief of the Supreme Security Bureau, buy silk stockings for the welfare of his subordinates, but this kid thought it out.
Are you crazy? Let alone the Supreme Security Bureau, even a township police station cannot buy such things for welfare.
Jing Hong decided to hang up and stop listening to Li Nanfang's nonsense.
But before he had time to remove the phone from his ear, he heard Li Nanfang say to himself slowly on the other end: "Ah, then I won't have time to see anyone during this time, I'm very busy. "
With a bang, Director Jing Hong slammed his fist on the tabletop, shaking the teacups next to him more than ten centimeters high.
He Jing Hong has been in the world for so many years, when has he been threatened by others?
As a result, on this day, Shen Qingwu and Li Nanfang were threatened one after another. They were still soft knives without blades.
Is it tolerable or unbearable?
"Okay, give me one."
Jing Hongming actually endured it, and took the initiative to ask for a silk stocking.
At that time, Li Nanfang couldn't wait to get past the call and take a good look at the changes in Jing Hong Ten's expression.
However, if you want to be a successful businessman, how can you express your emotions when doing business? That is not conducive to the outcome of the negotiation.
Therefore, Boss Li said calmly: "I haven't done anything like a silk stocking business, Tenth Uncle Jinghong, don't you know that my southern black silk is divided into daily use and night use."
"Stop talking nonsense!"
"Okay, well, I'm not nonsense. But Qingshan Shikou has bought a thousand southern black silk to go back to provide benefits for employees. Can't your Supreme Security Bureau be less than a local Shikou, right?"
As a qualified conscientious profiteer, Boss Li never referred to black as white, he would only describe black as black.
The effort of moving his lips has changed a hundred to one thousand, and also elevated Jing Hong's life.
Jing Hongming was about to vomit blood in depression.
Fortunately, he is an old fried dough stick. Putting it on those dumbfounded young people will definitely be agitated by Li Nanfang's two words on the spot, asking him to be arrogant.
"I have no money."
Jing Hongming muttered a word.
Li Nanfang's face also collapsed.
Don't look at just three simple words, but in the mouths of people like Jing Hong Shi, the subtext contained in them is very rich.
That means: "I want your silk stockings, but don't you kid, don't think that I will be taken advantage of, don't think that I don't know how expensive your broken southern black silk is. Say the number yourself, don't wait for me here Continue to waste time with you."
Boss Li, who deeply understands the meaning of these subtexts, dared to continue selling at a bargain, and quickly said: "One hundred, I will give you a discount for Jinghong Ten. This will be shipped to you and sent to your home. ."
"Row."
Having said that, Jing Hongming never wanted to hear Li Nanfang's voice anymore, and immediately ended the call, and after rubbing his temple for a long time, he calmed down his irritation.
Just stepping down and looking at the phone on the table, his mood became complicated again.
After solving Shen Qingwu and Li Nanfang, there is another task that has caused him a headache.
Hua Ye Shen was able to go to see Li Nanfang about this matter, and he would always inform Yue Zitong.
God knows what kind of moths the youngest female patriarch in history will have after knowing this.
Thinking of this, Jing Hongming started to have a headache again.
He slapped the table fiercely, and he stopped calling for the time being, and walked out of the office to the firearms training room of the Security Bureau.
Only by feeling the sensation of bullets ejected from the barrel can he let his belly full of depression vent.
The night is getting deeper and deeper.
After not knowing how many magazines were empty, Jing Hongming finally felt much better.
But when he thought of Yue Zitong, he had a headache, so he went home and asked his wife to come forward to deal with it.
Dialogue between women can help solve problems more easily.
Director Jing Hong felt that he had thought of a clever plan and drove home.
As a result, as soon as he entered the house, his eyelids jumped by the large pack of stockings stacked in the house.
"Jing Hongming, this is the first time you have bought me a gift. I haven't seen you romantic after you have been married for so many years. But what did you do when you bought so many stockings? Did you see who the little girl puts on stockings is very charming? "
Madam Jing Hong was sitting on the sofa, holding a southern black silk in her hand, turning her head and looking up and down Jing Hongming.
Jing Hong almost fell to the ground.
In just a few hours, did Li Nanfang really deliver a hundred stockings to his door?
Spaceships are not so fast!
When he was stunned, he felt a chilly gaze, Jing Hongming hurriedly stepped forward: "Wife, listen to me."
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