There was nothing to hide about this, but this answer instantly turned the faces of everyone on the battlefield deathly pale. They all had skeletons in their closets.
It seemed that this time they had really fallen into He Ting's hands.
He Shen was extremely unwilling, but now he was at his wit's end.
People like Director Ma and Shareholder Lin could only lament their bad luck in choosing the wrong person. Their plan to rise to glory had failed, and instead, they were like dragons trapped in shallow waters.
"Brother, I got a call from the police. Everything is done. They'll probably be in jail for a year or two," Yuan Ping reported to He Ting happily.
He Ting nodded silently. Li Li and Yuan Ping exchanged a look. They both knew what He Ting was worried about, but there was nothing they could do. They could only stand by helplessly.
"President, just now some policemen suddenly came and said they wanted to check the accounts. What's going on?" Fu Qing walked in and asked directly. Being straightforward, he didn't notice the strange atmosphere in the room at all.
It was not until he saw Yuan Ping winking at him that he realized he had come at a bad time. But the words were already out, and there was no taking them back. He could only pluck up his courage and continue.
"Do you know...?" But Fu Qing's tone became a bit more euphemistic. He just hoped that He Ting wouldn't be angry with him over such a trivial matter and make him work overtime non - stop.
Although He Ting wasn't that petty, he was really angry. "Let them check if they want. There's nothing to hide anyway."
Fu Qing quickly nodded. He couldn't stay in this room any longer. All he wanted now was to leave quickly. He wiped the non - existent sweat from his forehead.
His feet involuntarily took a step back. "President, if there's nothing else, I'll go down and have a look. It doesn't look good if no one goes out."
There was a bit of pleading in his tone. He Ting didn't make things difficult for him and just waved his hand casually, allowing him to leave.
Fu Qing heaved a sigh of relief. Without looking at Yuan Ping and Li Li, he quickly opened the door and left.
In the heavy atmosphere, He Ting finally spoke up. "Yuan Ping, have you arranged those girls in the plan you mentioned before?"
Yuan Ping was suddenly mentioned and didn't react at first. He was in a daze for a moment and then quickly replied, "It's all arranged. Just waiting for you to give the word."
He Ting finally had something to be satisfied with. His face was no longer so tense and relaxed a lot. "Arrange for me to meet them tomorrow. Also, arrange the reporters."
Yuan Ping quickly nodded. "Don't worry, brother. I'll arrange everything properly for you tomorrow."
The next evening, at a bar!
This was a well - known place for people to drown their sorrows. Here, the combination of music and wine made all the unhappy things fade away, at least for a while.
In a blink of an eye, they arrived at the destination. It was a large - scale bar with relatively complete services. There were waiters waiting at the door to help guests park their cars.
As soon as he got out of the car, He Ting casually threw the keys to the waiter at the door who was in charge of receiving guests. Then he walked straight inside with a clear goal.
He Ting rarely came to such places because he demanded that he be calm at all times. This kind of chaotic environment was not suitable for him, and he didn't like it.
However, Yuan Ping said that this was a place where people could fall into depravity. If he was photographed here, maybe An Ke would think that he was drowning his sorrows in wine and feel even more heartache for him!
As soon as he walked in, He Ting's ears and eyes were strongly impacted.
In the bar, colorful lights were flashing at a certain frequency and speed. The music here stimulated every nerve of people. Coupled with the people dancing wildly to the music, He Ting didn't feel happy at all.
An Ke used to hate these places the most. She hated the people here because they were all so hypocritical, using masks to hide their true selves.
Now that she was gone, why should he still care about her preferences? It was all in the past.
He Ting walked through the crowded people. There were many heavily - made - up people trying to flirt with him, but they were all intimidated by He Ting's blue eyes and cold face.
Everyone came here to relax and wouldn't look for trouble on their own. Moreover, they didn't dare to easily offend others for fear of getting into trouble.
In this way, He Ting managed to decline others' invitations and came to a bar counter. He blocked out everyone else and immersed himself in his own world.
However, He Ting suddenly remembered that this didn't fit the script Yuan Ping had given him. He tugged at his tie impatiently and finally spoke to the bartender beside him.
"A glass of vodka," He Ting said after looking at their menu. He finally chose this colorless and tasteless vodka.
"Sure, sir. Please wait a moment."
The bartender was really quick. In less than a minute, a delicate cold vodka was placed in front of He Ting.
"Here you are, sir. Please enjoy."
Just as He Ting picked up the glass and was about to drink, suddenly, an unpleasant thing happened.
"Clang!" The wine spilled all over the table.
"Sorry, sorry."
He Ting, who had been suddenly interrupted, didn't even bother to look up. He just continued to drink the remaining wine in his glass with his head down.
At this time, the waiter at the bar was originally worried that a big incident would happen. He Ting didn't look like an easy - going person. But surprisingly, he didn't react at all.
It was good that he didn't react. It was better than causing a ruckus here. The waiter was secretly happy.
"One more!"
He Ting ordered several more glasses in a row, clearly drowning his sorrows in wine.
"Sir, you've already had quite a bit," the waiter said compassionately when he saw He Ting's hand holding the glass trembling and his body swaying.
"One more," He Ting continued to demand as if he hadn't heard the waiter's advice at all.
The waiter didn't say anything more. He could only follow He Ting's order. After all, the customer was always right!
"Um, this glass is good!" Suddenly, the wine that was originally for He Ting was snatched away.
The man grabbed the wine that was about to reach He Ting's hand and tasted it with great interest.
"What do you mean?"
He Ting was attracted by the sudden appearance of this person. He thought that there really was such a foolhardy person who didn't even bother to find out his identity before coming. This person was either stupid or had some backing.
"Nothing. It's just a glass of wine. Whoever gets it can drink it," the man said carelessly without being intimidated by He Ting's authority at all.
"This glass of wine is for me," He Ting repeated.