Young Master Hei, your wife is playing dumb again

Chapter 93 Wronged to Death of His Uncle's Little Nephew
But Jing Yuhan soon remembered the night when Hei Xiaohao and Tang Xinyu arrived at Tianqin Port, they seemed to mention the birthday banquet to Hei Lingxiu...

"Is your uncle going?"

"No, so you are the representative."

Ever since Qin Xuan could remember, Hei Lingxiu had never attended the old man's birthday banquet.

In the past three years, Hei Lingxiu married nine wives successively.

For the old man's birthday banquet, his uncle's wife is usually picked up by the old man himself.

Qin Xuan attended the old man's birthday banquet every year, but he never went there with his aunt.

"I don't want to be a representative of..."

Jing Yuhan simply collapsed on the sofa.

As for the birthday banquet, judging by Hei Lingxiu's attitude towards Hei Xiaohao and Tang Xinyu, it should be similar to the Hongmen Banquet.

Coupled with her current mental retardation, going to that kind of place is like giving away the head.

"In the past, my aunt went there. If you don't want to go, hurry up and get the divorce certificate with my uncle."

Qin Xuan has always wanted to persuade Cerebellar Axe to divorce his uncle, but he couldn't find a suitable opportunity.

Right now, Cerebellar Ax took the initiative to start...

Qin Xuan was ready to move.

Oh, get a divorce!

In this way, the beautiful life of Dudu and Cerebellar Axe will kick off.

Qin Aihu, Qin Xihu, Qin Nianhu, Qin Muhu, etc., will also have the opportunity to come to this world!

Just thinking of their family of six wearing Cerebellar Ax jumpsuits and Hemeimei together, Qin Xuan almost laughed out loud.

But Jing Yuhan's next words ruined the beautiful scene in Qin Xuandu's mind until not even a dross was left.

"Hurry up and call Auntie to come and listen."

Qin Xuandu: "..."

I regard you as my wife, but you want to be my aunt!

Hey, he's wronged to death his uncle's little nephew...

At this moment, Mrs. Liu, who had gone out to buy oranges, came back.

The topic of the two about the birthday banquet also came to an end at this time.

According to Qin Xuandu's instructions, Mrs. Liu cut up the oranges she bought into cute bunnies, and put them in front of Jing Yuhan, asking her to add vitamin C.

But as soon as the plate of oranges was placed on the table, Qin Xuan took one bite at a time.A few minutes later, he swept the plate down to orange peels.

Whether it was Mrs. Liu or Jing Yuhan, they were all too scared to speak by the brain ax that seemed to be able to swallow the whole world in front of them...

Early this morning, the incident of Shiqi's flameout door took a turn for the better.

As in previous days, the atmosphere in the conference hall of the Twin Towers was still tense.

The Shiqi flameout incident continued to ferment. Even though some violent posts on the Internet were deleted, other posts defaming Shiqi Auto appeared from time to time.

So far, it can be seen that there must be someone behind this flameout incident.

The problem was not resolved, and there was no latest progress in the evaluation of various types of fuel pump accessories purchased by the engineers, and the face of the person in charge was getting worse and worse.

At this moment, the door of the conference hall was pushed open.

"Good news, good news! Jiangnan Tannery has closed down..."

Zhao Ritian, who pushed the door open, was yelling this sentence.

As a result, a coffee cup was thrown at him.

Fortunately, Zhao Ritian reacted in a timely manner and stepped aside in time when he sensed something was wrong in front of him, otherwise he would have been smashed to the ground.

"Damn it, you're so angry in the morning, and you treat the angel who brought you good news like this..."

Zhao Ritian still had plausible words after escaping the critical blow that might have caused his head to bleed.

The man with the slightly open neckline on the main seat cast a sidelong glance at him, and his beautiful black eyes faded a lot: "You'd better make sure you get the good news, otherwise..."

The elegant and magnetic male voice is a bit more warning, and it also carries a deterrent force.

It made people feel that if Zhao Ritian couldn't come up with good news that satisfied him at this time, he would be shot dead by him.

Of course, if Zhao Ritian died because of this, he deserved it.

A group of them have been fighting in this meeting hall for a few days in a row, isn't it just to eliminate the impact of the flameout incident, so that Shiqi will not go bankrupt?
Zhao Ritian was lucky, as soon as he entered the door, he stabbed his heart with a knife. Didn't he deserve to be killed?
"Ah Xiu, it's not cute for you to be so rough, did you make it?"

But Zhao Ritian didn't seem to be so cold about this sense of crisis, and he was still talking cheaply, but he saw Hei Lingxiu picked up one of the fuel pump accessories in his hand...

"Stop it, Junchao Manufacturing is calling, saying that they can provide the fuel pump parts that Shiqi needs."

The strong desire to survive made Zhao Ritian, who was planning to play tricks, quickly change the subject.

Getting hit by a coffee cup is blood at best, but getting hit by this fuel pump is fatal.

SO, save your life!

After Zhao Ritian's voice fell, everyone in the conference room looked in disbelief.

"How is this possible? Didn't it mean that Junchao's parts are only supplied to Nanling Automobile?"

After staying up with a group of men for several nights, Luo Beiyi, who looked obviously haggard, was the first to express her doubts.

Following Luo Beiyi, other people in the conference room also raised questions.

"Yes, when Director Luo contacted you last night, didn't they just refuse?"

"Could it be that those reporters wanted to make a routine?"

That's right, the Shiqi flameout incident continued to brew, and Hei's side even sent Luo Beiyi to Junchao Manufacturing to offer sky-high prices to buy a batch of fuel pump parts, but was directly rejected.

Less than a dozen hours had passed, and Junchao Manufacturing's sudden change of words really made people feel suspicious.

"Well, I also think it's a bit suspicious for Jun Chao to change his words. Ah Xiu, how about..."

Luo Beiyi wanted to persuade Hei Lingxiu to investigate clearly.

It should be said that Luo Beiyi is now the last person in this conference hall who does not want Jun to change his mind.

You think, she was in charge of negotiating with Junchao Manufacturing before, but the negotiation failed.

If Jun Dynasty really suddenly agrees to provide fuel pump accessories, Luo Beiyi's business ability will definitely be questioned.

But Hei Lingxiu cast a faint glance at her, with no expression on his face, and people couldn't figure out his emotions, so Luo Beiyi came back to her senses and shut up.

That's right, the Hei Lingxiu she knew had an intuition that was more terrifying than wild beasts.

Such a person, it's not like she can confuse his cognition with a few words.

As soon as Luo Beiyi shut her mouth, the others didn't dare to make a sound.

"Go ahead." The conference room fell silent, and Hei Lingxiu looked at Zhao Ritian again.

"The person who called me was He Yunhu, the general manager of Junchao Manufacturing. There should be no doubts about this aspect of the reporter's routine."

Zhao Ritian's mouth is a bit cheap, but he is admirable in his orderly way of doing serious things.

"He Yunhu?"

Hearing this name, Hei Lingxiu's brows were a little more puzzled.

If he remembered correctly, this He Yunhu is not only the general manager of Junchao Manufacturing, but also the personal secretary of Ji Nancheng, who is in charge of the Ji family.

Without Ji Nancheng's instruction, it would have been impossible to contact Hei's side.

Hei Lingxiu lit a cigarette.

"What conditions did he ask?"

As the smoke rose, his pair of sharp falcons were also covered with a layer of mist, which was particularly breathtaking.

"He Yunhu said that Young Master Ji will go to Jiangcheng to handle some private matters recently, and I hope you can help arrange a residence in Tianqin Port."

"Young Master Ji? Ji Nancheng?"

Hei Lingxiu's eyes suddenly narrowed, a little more inquiring.

(End of this chapter)