Feed the tiger with her

Chapter 6 It depends on whether you are good or not

Two days later, Jian Zhiyan went to the headquarters of Jinjing Group with Song Ange's carefully prepared cheat sheet.

The Jian family is a well-established wealthy family in the city. They founded the Jinjing Group, which has been brilliant for decades. Unfortunately, ten years ago, his father Jian Bozhang died in a car accident. .

Later, Jian Zhilei, who was still 20 years old, couldn't stand it anymore, and led his own Yinshan Capital to intervene strongly to turn the tide and leave the last bit of decency for Jane's.

Therefore, Jinjing Group is a family business on the surface, but the actual controller is Jian Zhilei.

This all-powerful tycoon was able to attend the department meeting, and the whole legal department was already flattered, but who knew that there was also the president of Zhongjun Group.

What a luxurious lineup.

The director of the legal department, surnamed Fan, introduced the case to everyone with trepidation, and then told Jian Zhiyan very politely.

"What advice does Lawyer Jane have?"

Jian Zhiyan showed more humility, "I don't dare to take a high opinion. I have read the file in advance and prepared some plans. I will discuss it with everyone and ask my seniors for advice."

Lawyer Fan looked enthusiastic, "That's great! Let's ask Lawyer Jian to talk about it."

Song Ange's cheat sheet was written in great detail. Jian Zhiyan turned on the computer and was about to read it.

Lu Yin spoke slowly from the side: "The endless internal discussions are a waste of time. Since Lawyer Jian already has a plan, how about a tripartite meeting, where we go directly to the negotiating table and have a chat with the plaintiff?"

Jian Zhiyan's breathing was stagnant.

In the next second, Jian Zhilei nodded and said: "Alright, it's better to be more efficient, I have a meeting in the afternoon."

Jian Zhiyan sat opposite Lu Yin, and when she raised her eyes, she found that Lu Yin was also looking at her. The two of them couldn't talk about eye contact, but in their eyes, there was a consensus that both you and I knew.

Reading a cheat sheet and actually negotiating are completely different things. This is like going to the battlefield. Gatling is the only one holding a water gun.

This is not what staying put is.

The internal meeting was changed to an external meeting. The big boss ordered all the staff to move, preparing documents, notifying the other party to go online, and setting up the conference software. Everyone was busy for a while.

Soon, on the big screen, avatar icons were lit up one by one, and the people in the virtual conference room gradually arrived, and the negotiation would start at any time.

Jian Zhiyan's nerves were stretched to the extreme, and her mind was completely blank.

The instinct of not wanting to die made her think again, it's better to be honest, and at this moment, a prompt popped up on the screen, it turned out that the software version was too old, which caused the lag.

The secretary was embarrassed, said something sorry, and then downloaded the software again.

In an instant, Jian Zhiyan saw the vitality, she got up, said "I'll go to the bathroom first", and then escaped from the conference room.

The office outside is all glass partitions, men and women, coming and going, can be seen clearly, and the tension that follows like a shadow has not disappeared.

Jian Zhiyan stabilized herself, avoiding the eyes and ears, dodged into the bathroom, and finally put the maintenance sign on the door.

In the time to go to the bathroom, only Song Ange was able to call for rescuers. No matter what time it was in the United States, Jian Zhiyan dropped a phone call.

After ringing for a while, a vague female voice finally came from over there.

"Miss, do you know—"

"Help, help, I might be done playing."

Song Ange reacted for a while, surprised: "It shouldn't be, the plan I gave you will make you unable to survive even a day?"

"It's not a matter of the plan. It's that I'm going to negotiate now, and I need all-round support."

"what?"

Comprehensive support, what kind of support?
Song Ange thought for a long time and said, "Then...show me your internal plan first."

"it is good."

Jian Zhiyan was already prepared, hung up the phone, spread out the A4 paper she brought out, placed it next to the sink, and pointed it at it with her mobile phone.

Just as I was about to take a picture, I heard someone behind me say——

"The first rule of law is to be strict with your mouth. You won't leak the contents of today's meeting."

Jian Zhiyan stood in front of the mirror, when she looked up, she saw Lu Yin standing behind her, looking at her quietly.

But she didn't turn around right away, and even the action of putting away her mobile phone was not guilty of laxity.

"Will Mr. Lu tell my brother what he saw today?"

"That depends on whether you are obedient or not."

Lu Yin copied his pocket with one hand, walked over with long legs, didn't even look at her, stretched out his hand under the faucet, and rinsed it slowly.

Both of them are tall and slender, standing side by side in front of the mirror, the scumbags and the beautiful women are in the same frame, an indescribable match.

But Jian Zhiyan had no time to appreciate it, she moved her jaw, pressed the fire, and asked, "What do you want?"

"I don't want to do anything."

"What's wrong with not wanting to do anything?"

The tongue-twister-like conversation made Lu Yin smile slightly, and looked at her, "Why do you think I'm mean to you?"

Jian Zhiyan pursed her lips, slandering in her heart: This is not malicious, what is malicious.

She didn't want to fight with him, so she didn't speak at all.

The air was condensed in silence, and after a while, Lu Yin, who had finished washing his hands, took out a piece of paper to wipe it, glanced at her from the corner of his eye, and asked slowly.

"What major did you study?"

Jian Zhiyan thought for a while, and was about to speak.

Lu Yin reminded, "Think it over before you say it. Some lies can be hidden, and some...may be exposed in the next second."

Jian Zhiyan's calm expression finally had a glimmer of darkness. A lie is always a lie, and there will always be times when it cannot be borne.

After thinking about it for a long time, she had to admit: "I studied performing arts."

Lu Yin: "Your brother doesn't know?"

Jian Zhiyan stopped resisting and said truthfully, "He doesn't know yet."

At this time, Special Assistant Liu called and asked where Jian Zhiyan was.

He said, "The meeting is about to start. Mr. Jian means that you will preside over the negotiations. Please come back as soon as possible."

"I'll come right away."

Jian Zhiyan hung up the phone.

She was a little angry, took a deep breath, spread her hands, and told Lu Yin.

"This time you are satisfied. After 5 minutes, even if you don't tell me, my brother will know."

Jian Zhiyan picked up the A4 paper, turned around and walked back, when she passed by Lu Yin, her wrist was suddenly grabbed.

The coolness of the man's fingertips and the warmth of the palm, combined with the sudden aggressiveness, frightened Jian Zhiyan. She lowered her head first, glanced at the place where their bodies touched, and then looked at the owner of the hand in astonishment.

Under the soft light, the corners of Lu Yin's mouth curved just right, his facial features cast a faint shadow, and the delicate light in his eyes was between tenderness and gloating.

"Actually, it's very easy to hide from your brother. You don't need to ask for help outside the court." Lu Yin said.

"Really?" Jian Zhiyan pulled out her hand, raised the corners of her lips, and said sarcastically, "I don't need to ask for help outside the arena. Is there anyone in the arena who is willing to help me?"

(End of this chapter)