Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

Zhongsheng Group reception room.

Xue Jie waited impatiently with a glass of water. The door of the reception room was pushed open. Ji Jinchuan walked in with a cold face, holding a cowhide yellow file bag in his hand.

Xue Jie got up and smiled with a flattering meaning: "Mr. Ji."

Ji Jinchuan glanced at him lightly, sat down opposite him, put the file bag on the table, and frowned, "What's the matter?"

Xue Jiezhi said: "Ji, I went to Jizhai, but the housekeeper said let me come to you."

Of course, Ji Jinchuan knew about it. It was the housekeeper he ordered. If Xue Jie went to Ji Zhai again, he asked Xue Jie to come directly to him. An hour ago, the housekeeper called him and said that Xue Jie had already been to Ji Zhai. Too.

He stared blankly at the greedy person opposite: "Want 50 million?"

Xue Jie was dazed by his eyes, but with 50 million he could pay off his debts and nodded stiffly: "Yes."

Ji Jinchuan sneered, his eyes full of irony: "Why should I give you?"

Xue Jie panicked, I was really afraid that he wouldn't give it, but when he thought that he had Ji Yangkun's handle in his hand, he was full of confidence: "Don't you know about your father and your aunt Jian?"

Ji Jinchuan's face remained the same, his distinct fingers sorted his cufflinks: "What's the fuss about having two old friends eat and drink tea together?"

Xue Jie's tone was a little intense: "They are not as simple as friends."

"Mr. Xue, listen to your tone, is this eager to put the green hat on your head?" Ji Jinchuan said with a sneer in his faint tone. "Almost forgot, you are not Mr. Xue anymore. You should call you Xue Jie."

Xue Jie stood up and pointed at him: "If you refuse to give money, I will make this a big deal. Anyway, Xue's has fallen, and I don't have any face, but your Ji family is a famous family. , Don’t blame me for not being affectionate.”

Ji Jinchuan threw the document at hand to him: "Despite the trouble, I will let the lawyer sue you for defamation, and your daughter Xue Ling will be with you in prison."

Xue Jie opened the portfolio, which contained evidence that Xue Ling drove to the death of Shi Lan, not only with photos, but also an oral statement of a witness.

Xue Jie pinched the photo in his hand: "This is impossible, this is absolutely fake!"

Ji Jinchuan took out his cigarette and lighter, lit it with a click, took a sip in his mouth, and gave him a casual look: "You can go back and ask Xue Ling."

Xue Jie originally came to ask for money. Unexpectedly, he was even set up by him, and hated his daughter for not being upset. If it were not for her, 50 million would be available.

He tore off the testimony of the witness and took out the lighter again to burn the photo.

Ji Jinchuan swallowed the cigarette smoke and enveloped his face, unable to see the emotions in his eyes: "Despite your burning, I have more here."

Xue Jie has been in the mall for so many years and knows the means of Ji Jinchuan. He has evidence of Xue Ling hitting people in his hand. If he threatens him again, he will definitely bring the evidence to the police.

Xue Ling is his only daughter. Even if he wants these 50 million yuan again, he can't send his daughter to prison.

Xue Jie's voice was a little cold and extremely depressed: "If you give me all the evidence, I shouldn't have happened to your father and Jian Rui."

Ji Jinchuan's face was indifferent, and his thin lips lifted lightly: "They are nothing."

Xue Jie is very angry, he is obviously an elder, but in front of Ji Jinchuan, it seems that he is a generation younger, and he is not as powerful as him. Seeing that the 50 million people who want to get it is like this, he feels unwilling, but he is helpless.