Chapter 43: The Reason for Shen Xiuqin's Departure Abro

ered it.""So, you know who's behind this""Want to know" Lu Mingchu laughed. "Alright, after you beat me."Two men were brawling, fists flying. Neither was a pushover. To Shen Xiujing, Lu Mingchu's exis..."Jian Tong, explain yourself clearly!" Su Menghe and the others wouldn't be easily fooled by Jian Tong. Her face was icy cold: "So you weren't resting because you were tired"

After saying that, Su Meng picked up her phone and looked at Jian Tong: "You don't have to say anything. I can just call Mr. Shen directly."

Su Meng was also in a panic and came up with such a foolish plan.

"Dream Sister, General Shen wouldn't mind what I do."

Su Meng was stunned. This time, Jian Tong's words were truly honest.

Su Meng recalled Shen Xiuqin, the person she hated the most for being closest to Jian Tong.

I'm afraid if I called him now to tell him that Jian Tong had bumped her head and was injured, he would probably remain indifferent.

"Alright, kid, you're on. I won't call Mr. Shen, I'll have your PR manager come instead."

Jian Tong's face turned pale: "Don't call Manager Xu." Su Meng was taken aback. Jian Tong was so afraid of Manager Xu Jian Tong looked at Su Meng with a pale face, pleadingly:

"Dream sister, don't call Mr. Xu."

Mr. Xu didn't like himself originally, and if he held a grudge against her because of this, transferring her out of the Public Relations Department... Then where would she get the money to pay back that man Five million wouldn't be easy to come by.

"I said, it was me... I bumped into the doorknob."

"How did you manage to bump into the doorknob" Su Meng was sharp, how could someone just suddenly run into a doorknob

That day when I went back, it suddenly started to rain. I got drenched and felt dizzy and lightheaded. Jian Tong still concealed Qin Mumumu's deeds after all.

She wasn't protecting Qin Mumumu, nor was she feeling sorry for her. She just didn't want to be resented by anyone again because of this.

She, scared.

One Shen Xiu Jin, made her life worse than death.

To be held in resentment is truly unpleasant.

Su Meng's gaze was sharp as she looked at Jian Tong across from her, as if weighing the truthfulness of his words.

After a while, Su Meng's attitude softened: "Your forehead wound hasn't healed yet, go back and rest. When it's completely better, come back to work. I'll let your manager know."

"I don't."

Besides drinking, Jian Tong, who had always been submissive to everything, actually defied Su Meng face-to-face. Su Meng was stunned: "Be obedient."

"No, I'm fine."

"You're not well, the stitches on your forehead haven't been removed yet."

"Dream Sister, if you really care about me, just introduce me to more jobs."

That was the sentence that made Su Meng feel both irritated and heartbroken at the same time.

Knowing full well that the shameless Jian Tong standing before her had no bottom line and no shame, Su Meng rubbed her temples, "You should go out first." Even if she stopped Jian Tong, this fool would probably find a way to earn more money anyway.

Five million, Su Meng wasn't without it, and she wasn't incapable of giving it to Jian Tong. However, she knew that if this matter were to reach her boss—Shen Xiuqin—her days would likely become quite difficult.

Su Meng glanced at the check on the table. Without hesitation, she transferred 100,000 yuan from her own account to the bank card that Shen Xiujin had given Jian Tong in the dead of night.

Of course the bank closed, but people like them always have connections to get things done that others can't.

As for that check, Su Meng slipped it into her own safe.

New York

Unlike S city, it is daytime here.

The conference room of the New York branch was located on the 65th floor of the entire skyscraper. At the head of the conference room sat a man. The phone on the conference table vibrated, and the man glanced at his phone screen with his eyes downcast. Suddenly, he narrowed his eyes.

Over there, his blonde American subordinate was still giving a report, while here, the man reached out and picked up the phone on the conference table, opening the unread text messages.

This is a bank transfer text message. Looking at the extra amount on top, the man's black eyes flashed with danger.

With a sudden "whoosh," he stood up, startling the attendees behind him into silence. The American presenting froze mid-sentence, worried he had said something wrong and offended his Asian boss.

A man paced to the floor-to-ceiling window, reaching out to dial a number. "Tut—tut," it rang twice before the other party picked up.

"Who gave her the money."

A cold voice, through the receiver, reached Su Meng who was in the Dong Huang.

Su Meng was astonished, but then she understood: she had transferred the 100,000 yuan that Jian Tong had given her to Shen Zong's bank card. The phone number linked to the bank card belonged to Shen Zong himself.

Then, the money here will be transferred. After a period of time, General Shen's side should be able to receive a remittance **S.

"He is a guest."

Su Meng conducted her affairs in an official manner and did not conceal anything.

What did she do this time

This question was a bit strange, but Su Meng understood Shen Xiujin's implication. President Shen was asking why someone would give Jian Tong one hundred thousand yuan and what Jian Tong had exchanged it for.

Hesitated for a moment, Su Meng didn't know whether or not she should speak.

On this side, the man's face, handsome but filled with impatience, contorted at the silence on the other end of the line. "What are you trying to hide for her"

"It's not… Jian Tong didn't do anything out of line." Su Meng couldn't figure out her boss's thoughts. Her boss was always so enigmatic, but she also knew that if Shen Xiuqin decided to be ruthless, few people in this entire S City could withstand it. She could only try to speak as diplomatically as possible:

"Jian Tong only kissed the man."

Su Meng thought this shouldn't be a big deal. A kiss in Dong Huang wasn't really a big deal. So, although she was a little worried, she didn't think that just like this, Jian Tong would be able to provoke the cold and aloof Big Boss.

In New York, the man coldly cut off the call.

His expression grew colder as he stared out the window, lost in thought. The conference room was filled with nervous silence. Everyone felt uneasy. This big boss was known for his enigmatic nature, and no one could fathom what was going through his mind. But the heavy atmosphere he exuded was suffocating, even for the burly men present.

Even a big guy like an American would have to hunch his shoulders and try not to make a sound.

Shen Xiujin coldly gazed out the window, his jade-like handsome face was also as cold as jade, his thin lips slowly curled into a cold arc... It wasn't anything excessive, was it

Well...

A flash of irony crossed his eyes, an irony tinged with uncontainable anger.

Looking out the window, the night before he came to New York, he stood at the window of that hotel-style apartment on the 28th floor of the East Emperor Building, staring at the night view. For some reason, he felt a deep disgust seeing that woman looking down on him, her demeanor so humble and lacking self-respect. He didn't want to see Jian Tong like that anymore.

He couldn't understand why the Xiao Tong from three years ago hadn't been able to affect his emotions, but the Xiao Tong released from prison three years later could make him furious. Just seeing that kind of Xiao Tong would make him feel anger welling up inside him, and he didn't want to see it, so…he just had to go to New York!

He believed that his recent emotional swings were simply due to being unaccustomed to facing a woman so different from the one he had in his mind.

Perhaps after coming to New York, there will be a period of time when I don't have to see Jian Tong, who is so pathetic and pitiful. Then those inexplicable emotional fluctuations will automatically disappear.

But... she kissed someone else

Have you truly sunk so low, that you are willing to do anything and everything, regardless of shame or decency

"Shen Yi, prepare to return." Shen Xiuqin issued the command with a frosty expression. the man.A slight shift in his gaze, and he had already politely stepped back two paces, chuckling softly: "Little one, you're too tense."She curled her palm, feeling a sticky sensation in her palm. O...