Chapter 319: Deception, Late for the Board Meeting
Chapter 319: Deception, Late for the Board Meeting
Zhou Yuan snatched the phone from Gao Furong and gave her a fierce look.
Because Gao Furong was wearing a white long dress today, outlining her slender figure and innocent face. At first glance, you could tell that she was a girl who had just entered society, but Zhou Yuan knew exactly what she was like in private!
Bitch, why are you pretending?
She has been played badly by her clients and still has the nerve to pretend to be innocent. The same goes for Zhao Kang. He clearly knows it, so why does he still call such a bitch?
Zhou Yuan lowered her voice: "Zhao Kang, I'm missing something from you, how dare you call someone else!"
"Yuanyuan, why is it you?" Zhao Kang paused after hearing the voice, then explained, "Don't be angry, I'm not calling to chat with Gao Furong. This is what happened. Ten million yuan inexplicably disappeared from my card, and she's the only one who knows my password. Can you help me ask if she transferred my money away?"
It turned out to be because of this.
Zhou Yuan felt relieved, stared at Gao Furong with an unhappy look, and repeated Zhao Kang's words.
Gao Furong's heart tightened, as if she was being stared at by a poisonous snake, but she had already thought of a countermeasure.
"I was the one who transferred it, but that was because my dad needed treatment!"
"What disease would cost ten million to treat?"
"Besides the medical expenses, my dad also owes some high-interest loans..."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Kang on the phone became anxious: "Is your dad crazy? When did he borrow the loan sharking money?"
Gao Furong quickly glanced at Zhou Yuan, then suddenly had an idea and said, "Didn't you say that the money in the card was compensation for me? You said you were sorry for me and that you would take care of me for the rest of my life. Why, are you regretting it now?"
Zhou Yuan's mouth sank. Zhao Kang also said that he would take care of Gao Furong for the rest of her life?
"I didn't say you can't transfer, so why not just ask?" Zhao Kang knew Zhou Yuan's fickleness best and quickly shut Gao Furong up with words: "Okay, okay, that's it, I'm hanging up."
After she finished speaking, there was a busy tone on the phone, followed by the sound of Zhou Yuan walking away in high heels.
Gao Furong finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Little did they know that on the other end of the phone, Zhao Kang was holding the phone with a gloomy expression.
Gao Furong lied to him!
On the first day back in Jianghai City, Gao Furong had a conflict with Yang Lu. When asking his subordinates to investigate Yang Lu's boyfriend, Zhao Kang also took the opportunity to investigate Gao Furong's family. After all, Gao Xiaojun was imprisoned because of him, and he was afraid that Gao Furong's family would come after him.
He remembered clearly that Gao Zhisheng and Wang Guifang had never borrowed money from loan sharks!
But...why did Gao Furong lie to him, and what did she do with the 10 million?
He wanted to call Zhou Yuan back, but because their relationship was exposed, Zhou Yuan had already been scolded by the chairman of Juqing Group. He dared to say that if he bothered Zhou Yuan again because of Gao Furong's trivial matter, he would definitely be disliked!
He was enveloped by uneasiness and the torment of being deceived. He felt like he was in a steamer!
It was always Zhao Kang who deceived others... How dare Gao Furong?
Time flies and it is the day when Anning Real Estate holds its board meeting.
Because of the winning bid for the resort, many companies in Jianghai City are secretly predicting whether Anning Real Estate has attracted investment behind the scenes and is preparing to rise again!
Naturally, many people were secretly paying attention to the board meeting convened by An Ning.
The board meeting was held in a transparent conference room with soundproof glass. The invited media were allowed to take photos outside the conference room. There were a few minutes of interview time after the meeting. This was equivalent to a record and also a feedback from An Ning Real Estate to the outside world.
At this moment, people in suits and ties were sitting in front of the serious and solemn solid wood desks. They were all in their fifties, and the sharpness of their youth had settled into a majestic and stable state like Mount Tai.
There are twelve chairs in total, representing the twelve shareholders including Ning Zhiyuan.
But at this time, there were two pieces of space. One belonged to Mr. Song, a businessman who was not in Jianghai City all year round. Mr. Song was the largest shareholder of An Ning, because he not only had his own shares, but also those of An Keying who married abroad!
The shares cannot be taken away. When they divorced, An Keying wanted to leave them to Ning Feifei, but Ning Feifei was not yet an adult at that time, so she had to entrust the shares to Mr. Song, who would take over the shares when Ning Feifei joined the company.
For various reasons, Ning Feifei has no intention of taking over the shares so far.
It’s not surprising that Mr. Song’s seat is vacant, but the other empty chair is strange!
There was a nameplate in front of the desk, with the three big characters "Ning Zhiyuan" engraved on it in standard regular script. But at this moment, the chair belonging to Ning Zhiyuan was empty!
There is only one board meeting a year, and outside media are present. Ning Zhiyuan, as the company's boss, was actually late!
The directors present all looked unhappy and kept looking at their watches.
Finally, Director Chen couldn't help but waved to Ning Zhiyuan's secretary and said, "What on earth is Zhiyuan doing? He's late for such an important meeting at the board meeting. Hurry up and call him!"
"Yes Yes."
The secretary wiped the sweat from his forehead, grabbed his phone and ran to a place where the reporter couldn't see him to make a call.
But his movements of leaving the house were so obvious, how could the reporters not see it!
Outside the transparent conference room, reporters couldn't help but whisper to each other:
"It's been almost thirty minutes, and President Ning hasn't arrived yet. Could something have happened?"
"We would definitely receive notification if something unexpected happened. Since we haven't received any notification yet, it only means that President Ning doesn't plan to attend this board meeting."
"As the CEO, why doesn't he attend the board meeting? What's he thinking?"
"Don't speculate blindly. Maybe President Ning is already on his way, but was delayed by a small matter."
"But what on earth is going on? It's really frustrating to just wait."
"We're not the only ones worried. Look at the directors. They don't seem to know why President Ning didn't come."
In the corner, the secretary paced back and forth with a dialed cell phone, but all she heard was a cold electronic voice:
"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unavailable. Please try again later..."
No matter how many times he repeated it, the result was always the same. His hands dropped limply, and he took a deep breath as if resigned to his fate and returned to the meeting room.
Little did they know that the Ning family at this time.
In the bathroom, Zhou Lan tremblingly cut up the tin packaging of sleeping pills, turned on the faucet in the sink, and let the rushing water wash away the evidence.
Then she returned to the bedroom. Ning Zhiyuan, who was supposed to be at the company, was still lying on the soft big bed, his hands resting peacefully on the quilt in front of his chest, sleeping soundly and peacefully.
On the bedside table next to him, the cell phone screen lit up with a string of missed calls.
Zhou Lan simply closed her eyes, climbed onto the bed, and wrapped her arms around the neck of the person beside her, pretending to know nothing...
"Zhiyuan doesn't answer the phone?"
The secretary nodded and said, "Director Chen, I'll have to trouble you to preside over this board meeting!"
"I'll preside over it?" Director Chen's eyes flashed. "That wouldn't be a good idea. With so many directors here, how can I take over? Let's ask everyone here."
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