Chapter 1291
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"If I didn't call you, you would have used the Zhong Zhou Group's name to avenge private wrongs and destroy my company's reputation in China?" A strong voice came through the phone.
"What do you mean?" He Jingxing's slender fingers tapped on the table. His tone was light, but the expression on his face was terrifyingly gloomy.
"What do I mean? Do you really think I don't know what you've done in China? " The voice on the other end was obviously angry. "Come back. I'll arrange for someone to replace you. I'm also planning to let Yixing take over the Zhong Zhou Group's headquarters."
He Jingxing's fingers suddenly stopped tapping on the table. His eyes were cold. "Do you really think your weak and incompetent illegitimate son can control the group of cunning shareholders?"
"Whether he can or not is our family's business. Mr. Luo shouldn't worry about it."
He Jingxing sneered. "Are you planning to kick me away after you've used me?"
"Don't make it sound so bad. From the beginning, we both took what we needed. But we agreed before that I don't care what you do, as long as you don't harm the interests of the group.
But what you've done in China, which one of them is good for the group? The news of you using underhanded means to frame the Huo Group has spread to America and directly affected the stock of the headquarters.
You were the one who broke the agreement first, so don't blame me for choosing someone else. Of course, I'm not a heartless person. After all, your father and I have been good friends for many years. I'll still take care of you. When you come back, you'll be the vice president of the headquarters. "
He Jingxing suddenly remembered what Huo Yanqing had said to him yesterday. He said that he wouldn't give up so easily. Could it be that he had done something in America? Or had he discovered that He Jingxing wasn't him, but Luo Yichuan?
He Jingxing slowly tightened his grip on the phone. Even if Huo Yanqing discovered his true identity, he was not afraid. As long as he was still He Jingxing, Huo Yanqing would not be able to touch him. It seemed like he had to go back to the United States to 'appease' the old man and stabilize his identity. However, before he went back, there was one more thing he needed to confirm.
He Jingxing hung up the phone and pondered for a moment. Then, he made another call. "Make a time bomb … Tonight …"
After hanging up the phone, He Jingxing picked up the intercom. "Come in for a moment."
Not long after, Ding Han opened the door and entered. "Mr. He."
He Jingxing said, "Book a flight to America tonight."
Ding Han couldn't help but ask, "Are you going back to America?"
He Jingxing frowned and looked at Ding Han. "Secretary Ding seems to have become more talkative recently."
Ding Han immediately bowed and said respectfully, "I've misspoken. I'll book the plane tickets now."
…
Seven in the evening.
Ding Han received a call from He Jingxing. He said he was going back to America and that he had some matters to discuss with her in person at the company.
Ding Han arrived at He Jingxing's place. He was sitting on the sofa in the living room and smoking. Next to the sofa was a black suitcase. She respectfully greeted him, "Mr. He."
He Jingxing was surrounded by smoke, making him appear even more stern and stern. He removed the cigarette from the corner of his mouth and raised his chin at the coffee table in front of him. "Drink the tea on the table."
Ding Han's gaze fell on the coffee table and her heart instantly panicked. He couldn't have drugged the tea, right? He Jing Xing's methods were despicable. He could do anything.
Ding Han gulped and tried hard to calm herself down. "Mr. He, I'm not thirsty."
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