fake marriage trial

Chapter 273 The Lightness of Family Affection (1)

"Mom, that's just a dream. Over the past 20 years, great changes have taken place in my hometown. You may not be able to find it. You'd better wait until I put down the company's business and take you back."

Ling Fei said.

Su Qing shook her head, "It's okay, I've pretty much understood the current development these days, so don't worry."

Ling Fei still wanted to say more, but seeing Su Qing's resolute expression, she had no choice but to let her go. After all, everything is developed in transportation and communication. If she is not too stupid, she will not lose people, not to mention that she is I don't know when I will be free.

Ling Fei and Gu Nanfeng returned to the company, and Secretary Jin, who was already waiting, stepped forward and said to her, "President Ling, Vice President Qin is inside."

"Ok."

Ling Fei pushed open the door of the office, and saw Qin Qinghe sitting inside, and beside him was a young man who looked strange but felt a little familiar.

"Xiao Fei, you are here. Let me introduce you. This is my assistant Wang Jun."

Qin Qinghe saw her and immediately introduced the young man to her.

Ling Fei nodded to the young man named Wang Jun, and stretched out her hand.

Wang Jun stretched out his hand to hold her. Ling Fei saw the scar on the back of his hand, and her heart trembled slightly. May I ask, "King's Landing?"

"President Ling, my name is Wang Jun."

Wang Jun retracted his hand and said lightly, "Please don't mistake someone."

Although the voice was deliberately lowered and changed, Ling Fei could still clearly recognize Dong Junlin's voice.

She stared at him in shock, she never expected that he would come back with a plastic surgery and changed his identity.

"Xiaofei, there are some things, you just need to know them yourself, don't tell them."

Qin Qinghe said from the side, "He is Wang Jun, and your brother Junlin is still working as a fool in the United States."

Ling Fei came to her senses and nodded, "Okay, I see."

"Xiaofei, I know you don't trust my ability enough, so I brought Xiaojun back. With him by my side, I will be even more powerful. You can rest assured that you can transfer the management rights to me."

Qin Qinghe couldn't wait to tell Ling Fei.

Ling Fei originally wanted to let go of the company and transfer the power to him, but now seeing Dong Junlin after plastic surgery, he felt like a thorn in his heart, feeling uncomfortable, and suddenly didn't want to just give up power like this.

"Xiaofei, Xiaojun has already drafted the transfer agreement for you. You don't need to work hard. You just need to read the signature."

Qin Qinghe handed Ling Fei a document.

Ling Fei sat on the revolving leather chair, opened the file and glanced at it, and couldn't help but sneer in her heart.

She closed the document, put it on the table, looked at Qin Qinghe and Wang Jun and said, "Sorry, I don't think I can do this."

"why?"

Qin Qinghe and Wang Jun suddenly became nervous and asked in unison.

"This chair was given to me by my grandpa. I haven't warmed up yet, so I want to let someone else sit on it for the sake of relaxation. I'm afraid that grandpa will get up and look for me under the nine springs."

Ling Fei patted the side of the chair lightly and said.

"Feifei, I'm not someone else. I'm the eldest son and direct grandson, the orthodox heir of the Qin family."

Qin Qinghe said a little angrily, "What's more, you don't have the ability to sit still now."

"Dad, if you had the ability to sit still, Grandpa would have given it to you instead of me."

Ling Fei said, "It's not time for despair yet, I think I can still struggle a bit."

(End of this chapter)