The Magnificent God of War

　　 After finishing speaking, regardless of the front desk's stunned expression, Jiang Ning went straight into the elevator.

Ding--

　　 He walked out of the elevator, and immediately saw the deputy director's office at the end of the corridor. On the nameplate at the door, it was Yang Ming's name.

　　 Jiang Ning knocked on the door, and there was a call to come in.

　　 He just pushed the door in.

　　 Yang Ming was sitting on the office chair, with Erlang's legs tilted, looking at Jiang Ning who walked in, and snorted.

　　 "Who are you, Lin Yuzhen? You Lin, it's really a good way."

　　 He was not at all polite. Although everyone did not open up, they knew everything well.

　　 "Does Yang always praise me?"

　　Jiang Ning walked over and sat down directly, "I am President Lin’s driver. This is a trivial matter. We don’t need President Lin to come forward. I’ll do it."

　　 Yang Ming glanced at Jiang Ning, then laughed disdainfully, for such an important matter, did Lin Yu ask a driver to come directly?

　　 Does she look down on herself or think that Lin, a driver, can get the data from her hands.

　　 "Hmph, go back and tell Lin Yuzhen,"

　　 Yang Ming said directly, "We can't provide the data Lin wants. We study all the regulations. There are problems with the relevant data and need to be corrected. It will take at least a few months. Please come back then."

　　 Jiangning laughed, took out a cigarette from his pocket, stuffed one into his mouth, took out another one, and threw it on Yang Ming's table.

　　 "Mr. Yang, you are a bit too much to say that."

　　 Yang Ming glanced at Jiang Ning, ignored the cheap cigarettes he threw over, and was full of disdain.

　　 "These data should be made public in the industry. This is Mr. Yang's job and your responsibility. How come Lin cannot provide it if he asks for it?"

"Who do you think you are?"

　　 Yang Ming squinted his eyes, "Is it your turn to take care of this matter!"

　　 Jiang Ning smiled and took out a lighter to light a cigarette. He had been holding back in the car for too long. At this moment, Lin Yu was really away, so he dared to smoke one.

　　 The smoke lingered, and Yang Ming suddenly coughed. He opened his mouth to scold him, but Jiang Ning opened his mouth first.

　　 "Mr. Yang, everyone opened up and spoke. What kind of conditions can you provide? Go around, you are tired and we are tired."

　　 Yang Ming stretched out his hand and slapped it, his face full of disgust.

　　? Yiyi Lu Fu close love Yiyi? "Let Lin Yuzhen come to me personally!"

　　 He hummed, "You are not qualified to talk to me, please go out!"

　　 "No, no, no,"

　　 Jiangning shook his head, "Mr. Yang, you have misunderstood."

　　 "I didn't want to talk to you, I just held back for too long and wanted to find a place to smoke."

　　 Yang Ming was startled, wondering what Jiang Ning meant.

　　 "As for the data, I can tell you that if you don't give it to me now, I'm afraid I will have to ask for it then,"

　　 Jiang Ning smiled, "I don't necessarily want it yet."

"Hahaha!"

　　 Hearing what Jiang Ning said, Yang Ming slapped the table and sneered, "Are you telling a joke!"

　　 begging him?

　　 Just like him is a small driver, he didn't let the security guard take Jiang Ning out. He is already of high quality, and he still wants to beg him?

　　 dreaming!

　　 "I can tell you clearly now that it is impossible for Lin to get this data. If you want it, you can analyze it and calculate it yourself,"

　　 Yang Ming gloated, "But I don't have two or three months. I don't think you can get it out of the Lin family. In two or three months, can your Lin family afford it?"

　　 He knew that he had grasped Lin's weakness, and Lin would bow his head sooner or later.

　　 Jiangning's current attitude makes him very unhappy!

　　 Don't beat it hard, I'm afraid the conditions are really not easy to negotiate, he has to rub Lin's spirit today.

　　 Jiangning leaned on the sofa, half-closed his eyes, as if he didn't care about Yang Ming's threat.

　　 He thought to himself, when Lin Yu is really around, he can't smoke, it's really uncomfortable.

　　 "Did you hear what I said!"

　　 Seeing that Jiang Ning ignored himself and sat on the sofa with a relaxed and laid-back look, Yang Ming was a little angry, blushing, and shouted sharply.

　　 This bastard, really came up to find a place to smoke?

　　 Use your office as a toilet!

　　 Jiangning opened his eyes, smiled, threw the cigarette **** into the ashtray, and stood up.

　　 "Okay, then I will wait for Mr. Yang to send us the data from Lin."