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Lu Fanjun was currently furious. Where did this yellow haired boy come from, daring to clamor in front of him, "Brat, do you know which grandpa is standing in front of you?"

The man's eyes narrowed as a dangerous aura exuded from his body. "Are you tired of living?"

"Holy sh * t!"

Lu Fan let out a loud curse, and signaled his lackeys behind him to follow him! Give this crazy brat a good lesson!

But after a long time, the men behind him did not move. He turned around and thought, "Why are you raising them?"

"Lu... Master Lu, he's Young Master Ling from the former commander's house … "

"Who cares …" Mr. Lu's expression suddenly changed, and he hesitated, "What …" What? "Who?"

"Ling Family's Young Master Ling Ao Jing …"

the man repeated in his ear.

Lu Fanjun's face suddenly turned sallow, his hands felt like they were holding a hot potato, as he released Ruan Moyan without a word.

Ruan Moyan was clutching her wrist in pain. Before she could heave a sigh of relief, her heart was once again lifted into her throat.

Ling Ao Jing opened his long legs and stood in front of Ruan Mo Si. His tall body was like a small golden pagoda, causing Ruan Mo Si to feel pressured.

"S-sorry!"

"Apologizing is useful, why would we need the police?"

"Yes, I'm sorry …" "I really didn't do it on purpose. It's all because of him …" Ruan Moxiang turned her head and pointed, but there was no trace of Mister Lu and the others. They had long since escaped!

Ruan Mo was stunned and could not stop moaning in pain. What a tragedy!

Ling Ao Jing took a deep breath and took out his phone: "Drive your car over here, Qing Que Road, Xuan Lake Center."

"What's wrong? A car accident! "

Ruan Mo'er's heart trembled.

The car had broken a telephone pole on the side of the road, and the shape of the front of the car was appalling. The traffic police had arrived.

The two of them waited at the side. Ruan Moyu did not dare to say anything. He was still afraid that if he really got hit, he would die in an extremely miserable way.

"Name."

Ling Ao Jing had an icy face.

Ruan Moyan was envious of him? He immediately reacted, "I …" My name is Ruan Mo-wai. "

"An ear for an ear for an ear, don't envy it …"

She looked down, avoiding his eyes.

The phone in his bag suddenly rang. Ruan Mo-heng quickly fished out the number. It was his work number. It was over. It was definitely Lü Fanjun who complained to Manager Cheng.

"Hello? "Manager Cheng."

"What's going on with Lü Fanjun's list!?" You said that you would push her properly today, and instead, kicked her?! "

"Manager Cheng, listen to me. That Lü Fanjun isn't some good person. He actually insulted me …"

"I don't want to hear your reasons! "If tomorrow, the Lufan Army comes to make trouble, if they can't handle it, then scram!"

"..." "Yes, Manager Cheng."

"No." Manager Cheng suddenly changed his mind and said solemnly, "I want to blame you for your dereliction of duty. I want to compensate you for the loss of our agency, loss of reputation, and loss of customers!"

"Manager Cheng …"

Ye Zichen hung up the call.

"What …"

She frowned, feeling wronged.

"It wasn't me who was at fault …"

Ling Ao Jing suddenly grabbed her hand and dragged her away, while Ruan Mo raised his head, "What are you doing?!"

"Of course it's to settle accounts!"

There was a car parked not far away, and Ling Ao Jing opened the car door and stuffed her in.

"..."

Lil Hotel. A man and a woman sat on the sofa in the living room. A man stood in the doorway.

Ruan Moweng was sitting on the sofa, holding a light bill that weighed a thousand pounds.

The car was ruined. The cars worth tens of millions of dollars have been scrapped...

She blinked, her eyes slightly red. "Director Ling …" "Can you make a discount...?"

So much money... When would she return it …

Even if there was another depreciation, it would still cost tens of millions of yuan. As a graduate who had just left school, she had become a huge black sheep. Ruan Mo's heart was bleeding with envy, and her future was bleak.

Remembering the impulse from two hours ago, Ruan Mo-heng wanted to give herself a few big scratches.

Ling Ao Jing had already calmed down from his initial anger, he crossed his legs and said, "Discount, it's not like I'm a charity. Why would I give you a discount?"

"But, but …"

"I don't have that much money."

"That's your problem, what does it have to do with me?"

Ruan Mo's phone rang again. This time it was a private call from her family. Why didn't she go home at such a late hour? He took a glance at Ling Ao Jing, then lowered his head, covering the microphone and said in a low voice, "I'll be back right away."

"Once you're done with your work, go home quickly! Don't be fooling around with that stinking man outside! "You are a girl, don't throw Ruan's family's face out!"

On the other side of the phone was the roar of a white declaration.

Even though he was sitting far away, Ling Ou Jing could still hear him clearly.

Ruan Mo's envious eyes turned red as he sniffed fiercely.

She hung up the phone and looked at the ticket on the table.

"Boss Ling …" How many days will you give me? I'll go back and think of a way. "

"How many days?"

Ling Ao Jing glanced at him, "My time is as valuable as money. If I were to delay it, I would lose several hundred million. Are you going to compensate me?"

That was what she said, but her eyes were red and she was about to cry. When the words reached her mouth, it changed into: "Tomorrow morning, 9 o'clock."

He reached for a leather bag on the tea table and placed it in front of Ruan Moyu.

Ruan Moyan picked it up. It contained her own file.

"Ruan Moyan, 23 years old, lived in a small building with flowers. She graduated from the Chinese department of Dragon Ridge University and is currently working at the Lucky Faction company. Her parents are still alive and her brother is studying at Dragon University, around the age of 20."

She looked up.

"Don't let this young master personally invite you."

"..." "Right."

Ruan Mowei stood up with his bag and prepared to leave.

"Wait."

Ling Ao Jing raised his chin, showing his understanding of the martial path.

"I'll send you off." Wu Dai said.

She smiled. "No, thank you."

Ling Ao Jing snorted coldly, "I told you to sit down, why are you spouting so much nonsense?"

Ruan Moyan pursed her lips, why was he so fierce?

After sending Ruan Moeneng out on her journey, the room became quiet for a while. Ling Ao Jing stared at the spread of the information on the tea table, it turned out that the Ruan Family of the Jingming Group had a daughter.

"..."

He returned home with a heavy heart and found that his father and brother were both asleep.

I washed myself, I lay in bed, but I couldn't sleep.

When she went to the company tomorrow, Manager Cheng would definitely flay her skin. However, thinking about how he scolded Lü Fanjun today, he felt a lot better. It was already useless for him to be scolded like this and even dare to make a move on him. Today, it seemed like he had gotten lucky.

Sigh …

She sighed again.

What about tens of millions of dollars in debt? He had to give someone an explanation.

Judging from the other party's gloomy expression today, he must be infuriated.

After a night of tossing and turning, Ruan Moyan had two panda eyes on the second day.

The news of her kicking Lü Fanjun Little Ding spread like wildfire through the company's doors. As soon as she entered, Zhang Xiaoqing and Liu Nian Niu took the lead to surround her. "Envying you, so well done!" have done what the two of us wanted to do for a long time! "