Rebirth 90s: Sweetheart Cub

half an hour.

There was a deep voice in the study.

"Yan Qin is indeed smart, but I believe Jin Le is not stupid. Since the man has already been dragged onto our boat, A Ping, let Yan Qin handle the things that were originally entrusted to Zhang Deli."

The two Jin Ping and Jin An brothers looked at each other, and quickly understood what the old man meant, "Dad, you mean to let Yanqin be the moth of the Yan family, and make worm holes in the Yan family, and put him in the The striker is going to deal with Yan Huai?"

Mr. Jin narrowed his eyes and smiled, "Although he is already on the same boat as us, he should show his sincerity if he wants to gain more trust from us. The matter in Huicheng was a success, but Yanqin didn't have any As, now that he’s back, let me see what he’s capable of.”

Jinping nodded, "I'll go and explain."

The old man's trick is not poisonous. Being betrayed by his nephew and nephew of the same blood, and being betrayed by an outsider at the same time, of course it will hurt a lot more.

And no matter whether Yanqin's affairs are handled well or not, he will be exposed in the end. At that time, Yanqin's people will betray their relatives, and they can only continue to hold on to their big boat tightly.

And Yan Huai, now like a crumbling house, suffered another painful blow, and it is not far from collapsing.

Kyoto is a city that never sleeps.

Especially during the Spring Festival, the night becomes more lively.

The sound of firecrackers and fireworks is endless.

The Crown Club in the south of the city is full of guests.

Yanqin was in the glass booth on the second floor, holding a goblet, leaning against the window and looking down.

Black clothes and black trousers, elegant and coquettish posture, gold-rimmed glasses half-covered eyes, mysterious and cold temperament, I don't know how much attention has been attracted.

He just turned a blind eye.

Below, on the dance floor, the dark lights flowed, and the dancing shadows were vivid.

This is why he liked to go to the Crown Club for recreation when he was in Huicheng.

Because Kyoto also has such a high-end club.

Same name, same layout.

Perhaps when people see familiar things in a foreign land, they will always involuntarily feel intimacy.

The entertainment club appeared seven years ago, and within a short period of time it became the favorite place for celebrities in the city to patronize.

Some people say that the boss behind the crown can make a lot of money every day.

Interestingly, so far, no one knows who the Crown boss is.

When Jin Le came back after answering the phone, what he saw was the man toasting to drink, his Adam's apple slipping.

He walked up with a smile, leaned against the glass window with the man, and gestured towards the booth, "Why are you standing here alone? Do you think you are not good enough? There are a lot of young ladies in the back with poor eyesight." It’s not stuck on you anymore, brother will take you there to get familiar with it?”

Yan Qin looked back, and said lightly, "I'm not interested."

"Tsk, no wonder people in the circle say that you are the flower of Gaoling. After all these years, you haven't met anyone who is eye-catching?" Jin Le paused and sighed, "You must come out? Is it possible? Still stuck in it for the rest of my life.”

"It's just that I'm not interested." Yanqin didn't want to talk about this topic, so he interrupted, "Just saw you go out to answer the phone, and the family urged you to go back?"

Jin Le punched him and said in dissatisfaction, "Nonsense, my family will not have access control after I grow up!...Don't say it, people will laugh at me!"

Then he said, "My dad called just now, forget it, I won't hide it from you, there may be something that you need to do personally."

Yan Qin bit a cigarette in his mouth, and was about to lower his head to light it, when he heard this, he stopped and raised his eyes.

His eyes were pitch black and bottomless.

"I will do what I say, Yanqin. After it is done, I will give you everything you want. This is the sincerity of my Jin family. How about you?"

The lighter blew softly, and the cigarette was lit.

Amidst the curling smoke, Yan Qin said lightly, "What's the matter, let's talk."

...

Fifteen Lantern Festival.

The end of the Lantern Festival means that the Spring Festival is over.

At the beginning of a new year, everything should have a new look.

As veteran employees of the Yan's Consortium, countless people are praying in their hearts for the arrival of a new atmosphere, hoping that the Yan's will be as stable as before.

It's just that the new weather has not yet arrived, but the law enforcement team of the industrial and commercial authority came first.

After entering the company, he went straight to the financial department, handcuffed several people, and removed several large boxes of financial documents.

The purpose is clear, clean and tidy, and there is no human emotion to speak of.

There was a lot of trouble.

That afternoon, the phone in the Yan family's villa rang non-stop, and it was all notification calls from the company's senior management.

Yan Huai was about to rush to the company immediately after receiving the call, and before he walked down the marble steps at the entrance of the villa, his eyes darkened and he passed out.

If it weren't for Uncle Xiang to support him in time, he wouldn't be able to imagine the consequences of falling down the steps.

This scene was watched by a group of shareholders who came to Yan's villa again.

That night, news spread that Yan Huai, the head of the Yan family, was critically ill.

Later, there will be news from the industry and commerce department.

There is a problem with the financial accounts of the Yan Consortium, bad debts and false accounts have been exposed, and Yan is suspected of tax evasion and money laundering.

Now as long as there are enough witnesses and material evidence to sort out, Yan's charges can't be escaped.

In addition, a number of Yan's project partners reported that they were suppressed and persecuted by Yan's methods during the cooperation process, and the remuneration or profits they received were far lower than what they should have reasonably earned.

Even among Yan's internal shareholders, some people have repeatedly jumped out to turn against the water, accusing Yan Huai of being self-willed, arbitrary and dictatorial during his tenure as the chairman, ignoring the interests of shareholders.

Calls for the replacement of the chairman and the resignation of Yan's parents are growing.

For a while, Yan was worried about foreign aggression.

In those few days, the headlines in the newspapers were all related to the Yan family.

Just after the new year, the atmosphere in Kyoto has become weird and unpredictable.

The air pressure is low and people panic.

Under many disadvantages and pressures, no one from Yan's family room has ever spoken out.

Even Ms. Yan's wife, Meng Jingxian, when going back and forth between the villa and the hospital, sometimes surrounded by reporters and media, just shook her head and waved her hands, saying that she was a woman and didn't know anything about the company.

Less than a week after Yan's accident, the follow-up impact came out.

The stock price of Yan's consortium plummeted, and the reputation of the Yan family and the company in the circle was also affected, and they fell to the bottom like a cliff.

In order to avoid being implicated, all partners, large and small, have suspended their cooperation with Yan's to stop losses in time.

The notice of breach of contract and compensation came like snowflakes.

Yan's up and down was in a mess.

The building will fall.

Kyoto private hospital, senior ward.

Escorted by bodyguards, Meng Jingxian managed to escape from the reporters' stalking and interception. After entering the ward, she immediately closed and locked the door tightly.

Then he took out the thermos bucket that he had been covering from his loose coat, put it on the low cabinet next to the hospital bed, and brought out all the meals, "How is today, is there any discomfort?"

"Same as usual." Yan Huai opened his eyes, sat up with support, looked up and saw the woman's red and swollen eyes, paused, and looked at Uncle Xiang who was standing quietly in the corner.

Uncle Xiang immediately said, "People from the Meng family came today and urged Madam to sell Yan's shares. Madam asked the bodyguards to throw them out and said that they would cut off contact with the Meng family in the future."