C581 One Knows One's Face but One Does Not Know One's Heart
C581 One Knows One's Face but One Does Not Know One's Heart
To make an analogy, if the thing that he did with Anggui King was compared to the perfume Shimbalu No. 5, then what Gao Fei smelled on Mrs. Bai Ci right now was the perfume Liliana.
The difference in prices of these two perfumes was very obvious.
Gao Fei, who thought he was infuriated by Anggui King, suddenly realized at this moment that Bai Ci wasn't Anggui King at all, because the feeling was different.
Therefore, Mrs. Bai Ci was definitely not the Anggui King.
Could it be that she was really just Mrs. Bai Ci?
When Gao Fei sensed this change, his mind rumbled and he felt like he had fallen into a trap: molesting a third generation martyr's widow. This was a despicable act that deserved to be struck by lightning.
Gao Fei closed his eyes and laid on Bai Ci's back with his head down.
Bai Ci, who was already sweating profusely, had a nice smell of body fragrance, which was sweet with a hint of mint smell. This was the benefit of persisting on using Hundred Blossom Bath year round, but it definitely did not have the special body fragrance of the Anggui King.
Identifying her through the body fragrance of the Anggui King had already become one of Gao Fei's greatest secrets. Even the Anggui King himself did not know about it, so he did not intend to tell anyone about it.
Therefore, Gao Fei was now one hundred percent sure that Mrs. Bai Ci was no longer the Anggui King.
At this moment, Mr. Gao felt a lump in his throat. He raised his head and asked, "You, you're really just Bai Ci?"
Bai Ci choked with sobs. "If I'm not Bai Ci, who else could I be?"
"Damn, how could this be!"
In an instant, Gao Fei regretted finding a car to crash into.
However, Bai Ci burst into tears and laughed crazily: "Gao Fei, I warned you before, but you just wouldn't listen! Ha, ha, ha, family of powerful warriors, think about the consequences yourself, what kind of heavy price you have to pay, ha, ha! "
If Bai Ci didn't threaten him, Gao Fei might even immediately kneel on the ground and kowtow on the floor to help her. He was just like a beggar begging her to be magnanimous and let this brat go …
However, it was her threat that blew away Mr. Gao's sense of guilt. He raised his hand and slapped the door on the left fiercely, cursing, "F * ck, if you didn't f * cking play tricks on me, how could I be so impulsive? Yes, I did, but what's this? Since we've already done it, we might as well do it to our heart's content! "
In this kind of situation, people usually didn't have to worry about anything anymore. Just like Mr. Gao, things had already happened, and even if he retreated now, he wouldn't be able to change the fact that he bullied Bai Ci. It would be better to go through with his mistake.
As for the consequences, what kind of paralysis would a man have when he did that kind of thing, how many would be able to stay awake?
Yan Hong came to the Jingdu City.
She had to come, because Shen Yinbing needed her help right now.
When Yan Hong saw Shen Yinbing, she had locked herself in her room and was drinking.
Liquor, drunk.
After knocking on the door for five minutes, Yan Hong had no choice but to let Hei Zi go to the hotel's front desk and bring out the spare key.
When Yan Hong opened the door, Deputy Director Cheng and the others, who didn't know what had happened, were all standing in the corridor with their heads full of fog.
Before entering the house, Yan Hong forced herself to smile and ask Deputy Director Cheng to lead the group's upper echelons to rush back to Jinnan, saying that Director Shen was actually fine. It was just that after the successful listing of the corporation, she thought of Chief Manager Lao Dong, who had died prematurely.
Deputy Director Cheng and the others understood Yan Hong's explanation. They all said that Director Shen had such a reaction. As expected of Chief Lao Dong, he had doted on her so much and so on.
Of course, Deputy Director Cheng and the others were also curious why they didn't see Assistant Jiao.
However, no one would ask anything at this time. Other than Xiao Soong, who stayed behind with Yan Hong, everyone else left the hotel and went to the train station with hopes of tomorrow.
"Hai."
Yan Hong, who had rushed over in the middle of the night, still hadn't recovered fully. With a pale face, she let out a soft sigh and walked into the guest room.
She stepped inside, then quickly backed away, and coughed softly with her left hand over her mouth.
After staying in the hospital for a few months, Yan Hong was no longer able to adapt to the smell of the cigarettes.
Hei Zi quickly walked into the guest room and opened the window.
A cool breeze mixed with fresh air poured in from the outside, blew away the smoke and drifted towards the corridor.
After waiting for a while, Yan Hong and Xiao Soong walked into the room.
Inside the luxurious five-star presidential suite, Shen Yinbing, disheveled and disheveled, was curled up on a large Italian leather sofa. Her face was pale, with a glass in her left hand and a cigarette in her right hand, she was staring blankly at the oil painting on the wall, as if she hadn't seen Yan Hong and the others enter.
On the desk in front of her, there was a bottle of horse and human heads that she had seen to the end. Inside the large glass ashtray, there were piles of cigarette butts, the carpet under the sofa, and even vomit and filth.
In short, it was as bad as it smelled.
Hei Zi and Xiao Soong didn't dare to ask anything. They quickly cleaned up the place and sprayed the air cleaner once more before silently retreating.
Yan Hong sat silently on the sofa and took the glass of wine held by Shen Yinbing. Then, she took her cigarette and put it in the glass.
With a light crackling sound, a puff of green smoke rose from the glass, and the cigarette went out.
Shen Yinbing didn't move. She was still staring at the oil painting like she had lost her soul.
Yan Hong wiped Shen Yinbing's mouth and whispered, "Xiaobing."
Shen Yinbing's long eyelashes fluttered as she looked at Yan Hong with empty eyes.
"Xiaobing, Sister Hong has no culture and won't talk about such things. But I know that no matter what happens, you'd better think about the children in the orphanage. They truly had nothing, not even parents, but they were happy every day, happy for a small achievement for a long time. "So, no matter what we lose, as long as we maintain our fighting spirit, there will come a day when we can get it back."
Yan Hong's heart ached, but right now she had to laugh.
Because she knew very well that she was the only thing Shen Yinbing could rely on right now. She had to make a 'I have to prop myself up when the sky falls down'. Only this way would Shen Yinbing be able to find a sense of security.
After Yan Hong finished speaking for a long time, Shen Yinbing's eyes finally came to life. "Sister Hong, why would he do that? I've known him since I was a kid. "
Yan Hong obviously knew who Shen Yinbing meant by 'he'. She also knew that she had seen through his true identity when she was ambushed. However, due to her human instinct, she didn't expose him in time, which eventually caused a heavy blow to Shen Yinbing.
This made her regret her decision. Although she felt even more guilty towards Shen Yinbing, she couldn't say it out loud.
Because she was afraid that Shen Yinbing would be involved in a conspiracy.
Although Shen Yinbing was very likely to become a pauper, with her ability, she would be able to find a good job even if she were to work for others.
Furthermore, Director Shen was as beautiful as a flower and had a grand temperament. As long as she was willing to lower her status, it was possible for her to marry a billionaire.
It would be much better if Gao Fei was here.
For some reason, Yan Hong suddenly thought of Gao Fei.
However, she then prayed: It would be best if he didn't show up now, because the first thing he did when he appeared was to return to the Sunset Group.
While Yan Hong was lost in her thoughts, Shen Yinbing continued, "Sister Hong, you don't know, before you called me, I was almost completely moved by him. Now that I think about it, it was all thanks to that phone call of yours. I hate myself. I hate why I didn't see him clearly earlier. "
Hugging Shen Yinbing who was sitting up in her arms, Yan Hong comforted her, "Xiaobing, you don't know what's good for you. In your entire life, you've always seen the wrong person getting hurt. But it's not fatal. We can do whatever we can to save him before he attacks … "
Shen Yinbing shook her head and interrupted Yan Hong as she mumbled, "It's too late, it's too late for me this morning. Actually, the corporation already received the paperwork for the listing a few days ago. He's already done everything behind my back. This morning, when the stock market opened, I saw the stock that was just released by the corporation being crazily bought. It rose and stopped after half an hour. "
Yan Hong did not know much about stocks, but she was clear that once a listed company's stock was listed on the market, it would be sold off. This was extremely good news for other companies, but it would be fatal for the Beishan Group s, even if she did not know much about it.
Buying stock from a listed company and killing it off was the most common method in the shopping mall.
Of course, maliciously buying a listed stock and then throwing it away at the right time would absolutely be killing an enemy 1000 times and causing harm to oneself for 800 times. The premise was that the owner had to have a huge amount of money and the person being bought wouldn't be able to resist at all.
Other than the hatred between the two parties, it was only because the buyer valued the listed company's great potential that he was willing to sacrifice his own money to buy the company that such a situation had occurred in the shopping mall.
Undoubtedly, his Beishan Group had more or less gained a bit of potential.
Or perhaps it could be said that this was a simple game of hardcore. Their sole goal was to drive Shen Yinbing out of the Beishan Group since she did not care about the few hundred million.
The only counterattack after a malicious takeover was to prepare a large amount of money and wait for the other party to throw it away: the amount of money the other party lost and the amount of money they received.
Frankly speaking, it was a contest of wealth. Whoever could hold on to the end would be the biggest winner.