A Favor Done, A Husband Won-Chapter 470 - 464: My Mrs. Jing Must Not Suffer...

Lu Zhao just returned from the United States and went directly to Sanya, keeping up with Jing Jihan’s schedule throughout, rarely giving Zhou He a few days off in these past two days.

"Mr. Jing, people from the Jin Group didn’t wait for you in Jiang City, so they specially sent someone over."

Ever since the Jin Group has been gradually suppressed recently, Jin Yuanshan has been in the hospital with a heart attack, lying there while the stock market keeps agitating him, his condition fluctuating. He wanted to personally meet with Jing Jihan but never got even the smallest chance. Firstly, his body couldn’t take it now, and secondly, Jing Jihan either didn’t have the time or had no intention to see him.

After sending someone after him for several days, they finally got a rare opportunity in Sanya to approach after Jing Jihan’s meeting ended, wanting to express Jin Yuanshan’s sincerity. However, there still was no opportunity for a meeting.

The person sent over was finally unable to sit still, trying every way possible to contact Mr. Jing’s special assistant and secretary, requesting a meeting.

For two consecutive days, Jing Jihan paid no attention, until the third day, news came from Jiang City that Jin Yuanshan’s son was in a car accident and lost both legs, and also circulated was the news of Jin Yuanshan being pushed back into the ICU again due to his exacerbated condition. Only then did he give the people from the Jin Group a chance to meet.

In the deliberation area of a convention center in Sanya.

The man sat in a high-end leather sofa, his long legs clad in black suit pants, exuding a chillingly cold aura that made the already spacious room feel even more tense, making people shiver and afraid to approach or speak recklessly.

"Good day, Mr. Jing. My surname is Zhao, I’m Mr. Jin’s administrative assistant. Mr. Jin sent me here to..."

Jing Jihan lifted his wrist to glance at the time on his watch and said indifferently, "I don’t have extra time to waste on you, let’s get to the point."

The assistant, Mr. Zhao, was feeling somewhat uneasy due to the overly quiet surroundings. For the past two days, he hadn’t been able to see Jing Jihan in person. Today, right after the news came from Jiang City about Mr. Jin’s son’s incident, access was suddenly granted. Although unsure whether it was a coincidence or something Yu Jing Group orchestrated behind the scenes, the vast meeting area with only Jing Jihan and his expressionless Mr. Lu present, on top of the delays from the previous days, was enough to shatter one’s composure.

"Mr. Jing..." Mr. Zhao felt somewhat uncertain about his current situation, unsure whether he might face a dangerous predicament like Mr. Jin’s son, nervously sitting on the sofa opposite, looking at the man across, and taking out a stack of documents from his briefcase: "This is Mr. Jin’s sincerity, and he asked me to personally show you."

Lu Zhao walked over, took the stack of documents, glanced at it briefly, and then turned to pass them on.

Jing Jihan glanced at the content on it, didn’t raise his hand to take it, and didn’t bother to look a second time, indicating Lu Zhao to take it away.

He spoke indifferently yet calmly, "Jin Group in Jiang City is considered one of the enterprises closely linked with the film industry, combining real estate and internet, which are the two major trending industries. We’ve always had some conflicts with Yu Jing Group, but everyone minds their own business, without interfering with each other. If Mr. Jing wanted to compete with your company, it would only require a slight change in strategy. It wouldn’t be an effort, merely a matter within our grasp. Why would you need to make such a conciliatory gesture by giving up a subsidiary?"

Mr. Zhao’s face changed, immediately understanding the implied meaning.

Everyone knew about the matters following Jing Jihan’s sudden attack on the Jin Group. For an entity like Yu Jing Group, these competing companies in the industry are nothing more than fish in a pond. If they chose to let you pass, you might coexist in the world. However, if Yu Jing Group decided to strike, there wouldn’t even need to be an excuse to make you disappear.

If news hadn’t come from Jiang City about Mr. Jin’s son’s incident, Mr. Zhao might have been able to say the prepared narratives, but now, seeing that Jing Jihan clearly wasn’t planning to spare them any face at all,

Mr. Zhao cautiously glanced at Lu Zhao standing to the side, then said with a face full of apprehension, "Mr. Jing, as you know, our Mr. Jin was entangled with those minor celebrities a couple of years ago. Although the interactions have decreased since then, because of the drama at the time, we’ve ended up at a loss in several cooperative dramas. That resulted in some misunderstandings with Mrs. Jing, but these are common frictions within the circle, and not major issues. If such matters can make you decide to break off relations, wouldn’t it be... unpleasant to everyone on the surface in the business arena going forward?"

"Before coming to see you this time, in fact, Mr. Jin said that if Mr. Jing could spare that piece of land at the World Trade Center in Jiang City at the beginning of next year..."

Before Mr. Zhao could finish, Jing Jihan leaned back on the sofa, spoke in a leisurely and淡 way, "The plot of land at the World Trade Center is the core target area of the Jin’s next five-year plan and indeed a profitable piece of land for turning the tide. The fish is already at the Dragon Gate, and whether it can leap over depends on this moment."

Upon hearing this, Mr. Zhao immediately tensed up, unable to hide his panic in his eyes.

He anticipated Jing Jihan’s next sentence, his face turning pale with despair.

Jing Jihan’s voice was indifferent, "It’s too late. The bid documents for that piece of land have already been stamped by the Bureau of Construction. The instruction on it states it’s to be contracted by Yu Jing Group. Jin Yuanshan’s Dragon Gate is right before him, but unfortunately, he ultimately won’t be able to leap over."

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Jing Jihan rode back to the hotel, seeing Shi Su’s post on her Moments from the morning.

The roses in the photo were vivid and dripping with brightness under the warm sunlight at the window.

He didn’t reply or like the post, putting the phone back into his coat pocket.

Hearing a car pull up downstairs at the hotel, Shi Su was in the room looking at settings for a couple’s variety show. Glancing at the time, it was already past seven o’clock in the evening.

Over the past two days, Jing Jihan would return at around four or five in the evening, but today he was a bit late.

Exactly when Shi Su hadn’t eaten yet, estimating the time for Jing Jihan to park and enter the hotel, she put her things down to get dressed, preparing to wait to go down for dinner with him.

As soon as she pulled open the door and stepped out of the room with one foot on the carpet outside, she froze.

Standing there somewhat bewilderedly.

Jing Jihan walked toward her in an unhurried manner.

In his hand, he held a bouquet of roses, their petals seemingly dripping with water, so fresh and beautiful that one couldn’t look away.

Surprised, Shi Su closed the door behind her and lifted her head to look at the man stopping in front of her, "Why suddenly... give me roses?"

The man lowered his gaze to look at her, leisurely leaning in to plant a kiss on her lips, speaking softly, "I said before, what I owe you, I won’t let a single thing go. My Mrs. Jing shouldn’t suffer even a tiny grievance."