Chapter 962 (1/2)
Jin Beiqing chuckled and continued, ”I have his handle in my hand, and the person he ordered is missing again. He must be unable to sit now.”
“……”
Looking at Jin Beiqing, he was already worried. Maureen lowered his head and said nothing more.
”Next, I'll wait for him to show his sincerity when he comes to me.”
Hearing this, Mo Lin Meng raised his head, ”second young master, do you want the shares in his hand?”
”What else?” Jin North Qing lightly picked to pick eyebrow, ”the person in the bottom hand has too big power, but can let me in the heart very uncomfortable.”
Maureen's face was cold.
Is he beating himself?
Taking a panoramic view of Maureen's expression, Jin Beiqing's face flashed a smile, ”of course, except you, after all, even if you want to betray me, you don't have that brain.”
“……”
Should he laugh at Jin Beiqing's trust in himself, or cry that he is so belittled?
Looking at Mo Lin's depressed face, Jin Beiqing smiles coldly, ”take this folder away.”
”Yes, second young master.”
At his desk, Maureen reached for the folder.
”As soon as the time comes, you'll give it to the media.”
”Yes, second young master.”
Jin Beiqing's index finger tapped twice on his desk. ”There are some things that can't be handed over to the media. You can judge for yourself.”
”...” Maureen opened the folder.
At a glance, Maureen's pressure doubled.
If he guesses correctly, the person who wrote down these things should be... Jin Beiqing's mother.
It records everything she and Mr. Jin have done since they met.
”Second young master...” Molin closed the folder and hesitated, ”or you'd better sort it out yourself. It's really hard for me to judge which things can be handed over to the media.”
It's not hard to judge. He doesn't dare to judge.
In case of wrong judgment, he can't bear Jin Beiqing's anger.
”...” Jin Beiqing lowered his eyelids, and a trace of sadness flashed over his face.
Seeing him like this, Maureen's lips moved, and his words stopped.
Although he has been with Jin Beiqing for a long time, he doesn't know much about his mother.
After all, Jin Beiqing can't tell himself everything about his mother.
”Whatever.” Jin Beiqing raised his hand and stroked his forehead. ”It doesn't matter if it's all handed over to the media. Anyway, it's all old things.”
Now that his father has passed away, it's nothing if all of these things are made public.
”Yes, second young master, I'll look at it and sort it out by myself.”
”Well.”
With a faint reply, Jin Beiqing stood up from his chair and then walked to the French window.
Knowing that he was not in a good mood, Maureen said slowly, ”second young master, I'll be busy first.”
”Well.”
Chong Jin Beiqing bends down slightly, and Molin turns and walks to the office door.
After the sound of closing the door, Jin Beiqing raised his right arm and put his palm on the glass.
This folder came out of the stove when he returned to Gude village after many years.
At that time, he felt that his mother could not leave nothing for him, so he went through every corner.
Sure enough, as I thought, my mother really left something for herself.
”Oh.” Jin Beiqing dropped his eyes and gave a bitter smile.