At 4:30 pm, Ningda Group.
At this time, Yash Nics and Song Pingting were rubbing alcohol for Song Zhongbin for the second time.
Song Zhongbin couldn’t help saying, “Yash Nics, you vowed to say that Boss Qian will come to pay back the money and apologize to me at noon. Now it’s almost off work, why is there no one?”
Song Pingting turned to her father.
He rolled his eyes and said angrily : “Dad, Yash Nics just talked casually, are you serious?” Song Zhongbin was beaten when he failed to settle the bill this time. He returned with a gray head and face. He felt that he had become a joke for the company. Up.
Therefore, in his heart, he very much hopes that what Yash Nics said is true and that Qian Kun can come to the company to personally apologize and apologize for him, so that he can earn back his face.
At this time he heard her words, could not help but sigh: “Actually I also know that the boss make money Popi rogue initiative to pay back the money, but also he personally came to me to apologize, simply not realistic.”
“But ah, Dad was beaten by his men, and he couldn’t swallow it.”
Song Pingting just wanted to comfort her father, but Yash Nics already laughed: “Dad, don’t worry, I said he will come to kneel and apologize to you. , He must come.”
Song Pingting was anxious when she heard the words, raised her feet in high heels, kicked Yash Nics annoyedly, and said grotesquely: “You guy, it’s okay to say a few words. Something unreliable.”
Just as Song Pingting’s voice fell, Lin Wei hurriedly knocked on the door and came in: “Mr. Song!”
Song Pingting made a pretty face: “What is it, panicking, what is it? Decent?”
Lin Wei seemed to see a ghost in the day, making a fuss: “Mr. Song, Boss Qian is here, saying that he wants to take the initiative to pay back the money and he has to apologize to Mr. Song.”
Song Pingting and Song Zhongbin both stared. With big eyes, the two looked at each other, and their expressions seemed to say: God, it’s really here!
Song Pingting heard that Qian Kun was coming. After she was astonished, her pretty face was covered with a layer of frost, and she said coldly: “This guy hasn’t paid the debts, and injured my dad. Let him come in.”
Soon. , Qian Kun came in with four men with a pale face.
When he saw Yash Nics, he threw a plop on his knees, and said with a trembling: “Mr. Yash, I owe your company one billion, and I have already transferred all of it to your company’s account just now.”
“I’m bringing a few men with me now. I made a special trip to apologize to you and Mr. Song.”
Song Pingting, Song Zhongbin, Lin Wei, and the Ningda Group employees who secretly looked outside the office, saw Qian Kun kneeling in front of Yash Nics, one by one. They were all dumbfounded, their faces full of disbelief.
Is this still the very arrogant money boss who owes money and doesn’t pay it back?
Why did you kneel down directly to Yash Nics?
Yash Nics looked at Qian Kun with a frightened face, frowned slightly, and asked: “Why do you suddenly become so afraid of me? Did Lu Pengyu tell you something?”
Qian Kun trembled, “Yes, yes…”
It turned out. Qian Kun is very cunning. He guessed that Lu Pengyu knew Yash Nics’s identity, so he used the excuse to invite Lu Pengyu to dinner at noon to get Lu Pengyu drunk.
After Lu Pengyu was drunk, he revealed to Qian Kun the secret of Yash Nics’s identity as the North Marshal.
When Qian Kun heard it, like five thunders, he was frightened.
Then he hurriedly asked a friend to borrow money, sold the company’s shares, and mortgaged his villa luxury car with the bank. Without hesitation, he made up one billion and returned it to the Ningda Group.
Immediately afterwards, he took the four men who beat Song Zhongbin with their hands, and tremblingly came to apologize for mercy.
Yash Nics was annoyed: Lu Pengyu’s mouth was not reliable at all.
He coldly looked at Qian Kun, who was trembling on the ground, and snorted coldly: “You hurt my dad. What’s the use of apologizing to me? Apologize to my dad.”
“Yes, yes!”
Qian Kun nodded repeatedly, and immediately climbed in front of Song Zhongbin, knocking his head like garlic: “Mr. Song, I know it was wrong, please don’t remember the villain, let us go.”
