Chapter 312: South's Bankruptcy
Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows, reached out to pick up the document, opened it, and looked thoughtful.
She remembered this project, and she had asked someone to investigate it before.
And she spent money and trouble to push people to Nankang's side, isn't it just for this contract.
"My child..." Zheng Yue burst into tears.
Crying and crying, Zheng Yue laughed again, as if laughing at what would happen to Nankang.
She looks like a lunatic, driven by alcohol, she speaks insanely.
Murong Qiao got up, looked down at her, and didn't have the heart to accompany her crazy at all.
"I still have something to do, so I'll go first."
Before leaving, Murong Qiao conveniently carried the documents on the table behind her back, and she planned to take them away together.
When Zheng Yue woke up in a daze, she found that the documents on the table were gone.
She thought, maybe she didn't remember where she left it, and it wasn't anything important anyway.
Murong Qiao left Zheng Yue's house, immediately called An Nuo and asked her out.
"Why are you looking for me at this time, Joe." An Nuo hurried over.
Murong Qiao didn't say much, and handed the document to her directly. "I remember that your family is not competing for a piece of land recently?"
An Nuo nodded, she had heard her father mention this matter.
"Send you off." Murong Qiao smiled.
Not only can I see Nankang's car overturned, but at the same time I can help settle down the family.
Murong Qiao couldn't wait to see what Nankang's expression would be the next day.
the next day.
"So, it's the turn of—"
The host of the meeting said the name of Nankang's company.
But Nankang's expression is not as sure as last night's.
"I don't know..." The secretary explained helplessly.
The plans and documents that were originally prepared all disappeared, and the computer was blank.
Nankang's face was slightly stiff, and his brows were tightly wrinkled, with the intention of getting angry.
It just happened to fall off the chain at this juncture!
In the huge conference room, everyone's suspicious eyes were on Nankang's side, causing him to suffer a lot.
"There may be some problems with our documents... Let the next one come first." Nan Kang said apologetically.
The secretary was also sweating anxiously, but he couldn't find what he wanted after searching for a long time.
"Mr. An."
The person behind Nankang is An Nuo's father, An Xinzhi.
He got up unhurriedly, connected the device and presented the plan he brought on the big screen.
"Everyone, this is the plan I prepared, please see here..."
Following An Xinzhi's methodical voice and clear logic, everyone gradually followed his words and moved their eyes, with approval in their eyes from time to time.
But among all the people, only Nankang stared at the plan on the big screen, his eyes tearing apart.
The bidding plan put forward by An Xinzhi is very similar to the one he prepared, the difference is that this one is better optimized and far better than his one.
But Nankang recognized it at a glance, this document was modified based on his prototype!
Here are his files!
"This—" the secretary was also dumbfounded.
Nan Kang could hardly control his gaffe, and his face was ugly as hell.
"The above, these are my bidding proposals."
After An Xinzhi finished speaking the last sentence, he returned to his seat amid thunderous applause and sat down slowly, with a calm posture.
From the expressions of other people's admiration, it is not difficult to see that An Xinzhi's bidding is stable this time.
Listening to the applause that should belong to him, Nankang's heart was bleeding.
"Mr. Nankang, is your bidding plan ready?"
As soon as the voice changed, the host of the meeting turned to ask him again.
But he couldn't even smile. He looked at An Xinzhi with a gloomy face, and met the other's slightly suspicious eyes.
Nankang suffered a crushing defeat in this bidding, and the company has no hope of turning around.
…
An Nuo then told Murong Qiao the good news that their family had successfully bid.
"Congratulations." Murong Qiao smiled.
She held the phone in her left hand and pressed it to her ear, listening to An Nuo talking happily on the other end. The right hand is holding the mouse, calling out the current status of Nankang's company.
Not surprisingly, Nankang's company went bankrupt.
The bid failed, and everything Nankang had bet on it became the price of failure.
"Boom boom."
The sound of knocking on the door.
Murong Qiao hung up the phone, looked up to the direction of the door, and saw Huo Yichen standing there.
"Why are you here!" Her eyes lit up.
Murong Qiao's happy mood was written on his face, and a smile broke out on his face almost the first time he saw Huo Yichen.
Huo Yichen's cold face softened slightly, "Come to pick you up from get off work."
Murong Qiao simply turned off the computer, and walked down with Huo Yichen carrying the bag.
"You had a good laugh just now." He asked.
When Huo Yichen came in, he saw Murong Qiao talking and laughing at Yanyan on the phone with others.
Murong Qiao raised his eyebrows, "Are you jealous?"
She asked lightly, Huo Yichen's eyes showed helplessness, and he didn't make any excuses.
"I'm on the phone with An Nuo." Fortunately, Murong Qiao doesn't have the habit of catching people.
Huo Yichen nodded as he listened, his focused appearance aroused people's desire to talk, and occasionally he would add a sentence in response.
It is completely different from being indifferent to others, all his softness is only released to Murong Qiao alone.
Huo Yichen stood beside Murong Qiao, fearing that she would not be able to keep up, he would slow down, "I have booked the restaurant you like tonight..."
Huo Yichen helped her carry the bag, took Murong Qiao with the other free hand, and walked out of the elevator.
The back view of the two holding hands was stared at by the young lady at the front desk of the company, which made her envious to death.
"I want to fall in love." She sighed.
Another person glanced at her, "You want to eat ass, you can have such a boyfriend, I will wash my hair upside down."
"I can't think about it!"
…
In just one day, the Nan family was completely destroyed.
Because of the failure of the bidding, the mortgaged Nan’s mansion was taken away by the bank, and Nankang and his three sons were forced to move out.
"Can we not live here?" Nan Hao frowned, he was used to living a good life, and this kind of clean water room would not be able to get down for a while.
Nan Xuan's face turned cold, "Don't be willful."
This house was a last resort, and Nanxuan rented a house outside, so that the family could barely have a place to live.
"But—" Nan Hao wanted to say something else.
But his eyes touched Nankang who was sitting slumped on the sofa without saying a word and his gloomy face stopped, and then he rushed into the inner room and closed the door with a bang.
Since the bid failed, Nankang has been like this, and he didn't say much, and he became old and unreasonable in just a few days.
Seeing that Nan Hao was still so immature, Nan Xuan frowned, and his mood was even worse.
After a moment of silence, he let out a foul breath. "Dad, you have a good rest."
After the company collapsed, he found another job, took a temporary leave of absence, and would return to the company later.
Throwing down these words, Nan Xuan walked out without looking back.
Things have developed to this point today, seeing Nankang's current appearance, Nanxuan had no choice but to stand up and act as the head of the family and arrange everything.
In the end it was his father.
Even if he had done something wrong, Nanxuan couldn't just let Nankang go.
Nanxuan opened the car door and sat in, holding the steering wheel with his hands but it didn't start for a long time.