Rong Jincheng clenched his hands into fists, and there was an upward curve at the corner of his mouth.

His laughter faded away, and there was a frost-like chill in his eyes.

He admitted that this woman was quite beautiful, but he, Rong Jincheng, had seen more beautiful women than he had crossed bridges.

It's just that she's not tired of it yet. When he gets tired of it, will he still coax her like this?

Rong Jincheng took off his coat and walked upstairs to the study room.

He has to calm down recently. After all, he will soon be in charge of two companies of Qiao Han, and he will be busy.

This feeling of holding power is so good, and I immediately feel a sense of pride at being at the top of the capital's food chain.

It couldn't be better.

When the time comes, is there anything you want?

When he takes the Han family's company into his pocket, he will let Han Yun have a taste of what it means to go from heaven to hell, and let him know what destruction means.

When that day comes, he will no longer leave Han Yurou in Jinyuan.

The feeling of losing one's family and ending up on the street is something I have never experienced before in Korea.

Rong Jincheng doesn't feel despicable at all. If he wasn't despicable, how could he have managed the even more despicable Han Yun?

In the study, Rong Jincheng had another phone call with the vice president of the Han family.

"Vice President Lin, please report to me the company's situation today."

There was a flattering laugh on the other end, and he really told Rong Jincheng all the secrets of the Han family.

There was no other way, but Rong Jincheng was so generous that the first big gift he gave him was an American green card.

With a green card, he can immigrate freely after resigning, so why not? Only fools keep the company for Han Yun.

Moreover, Han Yun is now hospitalized, and his life or death is uncertain.

People have to be able to take sides.

If you follow the right person, your life will be worry-free; if you follow the wrong person, it will be miserable.

Rong Jincheng listened thoughtfully, holding his head for a while, turning the pen in his hand for a while, with his expression as he pleased.

"Young Master Rong, I tell you everything I know. If you want to know anything, just ask me."

"It's amazing. I'll send you a few bottles of red wine tomorrow. I treasure it. You'll know how good it is after you try it."

"Young Master Rong is too polite. How can you be so embarrassed?"

"Oh, why are we two so polite? What are you so embarrassed about?"

"Master Rong, what, I saw a woman at the party two days ago..."

"Whose daughter does Mr. Lin like?"

"She is the daughter of the vice president of Senmu Group. Her name is Jiaojiao. Mr. Rong can help set up a connection."

"It's easy to talk to. You really asked the right person. They know that I am good with women." Rong Jincheng agreed, "I like to deal with cheerful people like you."

"Master Rong, is there anything else you want to know?" the other end asked flatteringly.

"Send all the information about your eldest lady to my email."

"Miss? I don't have a daughter."

"Damn, you really don't recognize your master, you change your attitude so quickly. I'm talking about Han Yun's daughter."

"Oh, Miss Han... no, it's Mr. Rong's woman." There was another flattering voice on the other end.

"Can you do it? I'll give you ten minutes."

"well."

After hanging up the phone, Rong Jincheng touched his chin. It's great to have money. Money can make all the difference.

He never wants to live in a life without money again in this life. In that kind of life, life would be worse than death.

There was a hint of coldness in Rong Jincheng's eyes.

Some memories jumped out at inappropriate times and remain vivid in my mind.

Yes, life is worse than death.

With a "pop" sound, Rong Jincheng broke the pen in his hand and threw it to the ground!
Chapter completed!