Chen Ping's expression was less natural and he frowned slightly.

Seeing Chen Ping's poor look in his takeaway clothes, Su Lili pointed to the door and said, "Go out now, we don't allow those who deliver takeaways to come in."

"I'm not delivering food." Chen Ping explained.

Su Lili tweaked the bangs on her forehead, wrapped her hands around her chest, and said coldly: "I have heard a lot of words like you. Every person who comes in says that she is not a takeaway delivery. Is it interesting?"

"I'm really not. I'm here to find Qiao Fugui."

Chen Ping was a little depressed and was about to rush in after saying that.

"Damn! You are a fool, haven't you heard me?!"

Su Lili was very angry. It was the first time she saw such a shameless deliveryman and refused to let him in. He even forced herself to break in.

At this time, a department manager of the company heard the movement and walked out of it, looking ugly, "What's going on?"

"Manager Song, this idiot who delivers food has forced himself to break into our company!" Su Lili pointed at Chen Ping and said disgustedly, "I'll let the security guard drive him out immediately!"

Manager Song frowned, looked at Chen Ping, and said in a deep voice: "Our company does not allow takeaway delivery people to come in, so please go out."

Manager Song is quite polite, but his tone and attitude are not very good.

He is the department manager of a Fortune 500 company in the world. He is already very polite to say this to a waste delivering food.

Seeing that Chen Ping was still stunned, Su Lili was anxious to show her feelings and stepped forward to point at Chen Ping's nose and said, "Did you hear that? Don't you get out!"

Chen Ping was unhappy. Did this woman eat explosives or did she come to her aunt?

You know, this company is owned by your own family.

Just a watchdog, he still barks at his master?

court death!

"I said, I'm not a takeaway delivery person, I'll look for Qiao Fugui." Chen Ping said coldly.

Qiao Fugui?

Manager Song was stunned, then looked at Chen Ping in surprise, and then suddenly sneered a few times: "Are you looking for our chairman?"

"Qiao Fugui is your chairman?" Chen Ping was stunned.

Old guy, didn’t he just be a secretary before, how could he become the chairman secretly?

No wonder, this old guy dares to negotiate terms with him now.

No, you must not give in when you see him soon!

I, Chen Ping, will never inherit the family industry and leave if I get the money.

Manager Song was stunned and shook his head helplessly and sneered: "You don't even know that Dong Qiao is our chairman, so you still ask him for an appointment? Do you have an appointment?"

"Manager, don't joke, just make an appointment with him?" Su Lili sneered, and the corners of her mouth curled up disdainfully.

"Okay, OK, Lili, let the security guard come over." Manager Song waved impatiently.

"Good manager." Su Lili responded delicately, trotted and picked up the phone from the front desk, and wanted to call the security department.

Manager Song also stepped forward and prepared to leave.

Sudden!

A discordant voice rang out at the front desk.

"Qiao Fugui, hurry up and come down for me. I was stopped by your front desk. I couldn't see you for three minutes, so I left."

The two of them looked in the voice and saw Chen Ping hanging up the phone, looking lazy, looking at the company's environment.

The sneer on the corner of Su Lili's lips became even more exaggerated, and she cursed: "Idiot! I've even performed it, I deserve to deliver takeaway!"

As she said that, she was not busy calling the security guard, but secretly took a photo of Chen Ping and posted it on her Moments with the caption: Disgusting! She met a fool who delivered food, and was about to let the security guard throw it out...

Such a big shot, if the young man in front of him is the young master, then he is the young master.

Su Lili also trotted over and apologized with a pleading look on her face, "Young Master, I was wrong, I will never dare to do it again next time."

Chen Ping just glanced at Qiao Fugui indifferently, and the latter immediately pointed at the security guards and said, "What are you doing when you are standing there? Throw them out! Starting today, they are not allowed to step into our company!"

"Young Master, Young Master, we were wrong, please spare us..."

Manager Song and Su Lili were directly carried away by the security guard and threw them out.

Come to the chairman's office.

Chen Ping sat on the tangerine peel sofa, and Qiao Fugui stood respectfully on one side with his hands in front of his abdomen.

"Old Qiao, you are a petty-bourgeoisie ostrich leather sofa, with taste."

Chen Ping touched the sofa under his butt and exclaimed.

Qiao Fugui stood aside, looking very humble and said, "Young Master, don't make jokes. As long as the young master signs this document, these are all from the young master."

As soon as he finished speaking, the secretary of the black skirt with tall figure, delicate skin, long chest and thighs handed over a document behind him.

Chen Ping looked at him with disgust and said, "You don't know that I don't want to inherit my father's property at all. I'm here today to ask you to borrow a hundred thousand."

Qiao Fugui smiled tactfully and said, "Don't borrow."

"Old guy, say it again!" Chen Ping was furious and stood up.

Qiao Fugui still said the same thing: "Don't borrow."

However, with his face full of pleats and smiles, he tempted: "Young Master, as long as you sign, not to mention one hundred thousand, one billion, one hundred billion, one hundred billion are yours."

"If I don't borrow, I won't borrow it! If I sign it today, my surname will not be Chen!" Chen Ping said angrily.

Five minutes later.

"Congratulations to Master, you have now officially inherited all the industries and property of the Chen family. This is your 100,000."

It smells so good!

Qiao Fugui looked at the signed document, and his face was as happy as a chrysanthemum.

At the same time, the secretary beside him brought a suitcase and opened it for a total of 100,000 yuan!

"Old Qiao, you're spending money. You're using such a big box for 100,000 yuan. I didn't know if it was a million."

As he said that, Chen Pingshun got up a plastic bag beside him and put the money in it, "Then I'll leave first."

"Young Master, please walk slowly. Do you need me to send a car to take you there?" Qiao Fugui asked respectfully.

"No, I came here by myself." Chen Ping said, then he left the office with a plastic bag in his hand.

On this side, after Chen Ping left, Qiao Fugui immediately took the documents to the top conference room and opened the video conference.

"Master, the young master has finally signed." Old Qiao stood in front of the electronic screen, bent down, very excited and respectful.

On the screen, there was an old man sitting in a wheelchair. He coughed a few times, slowly raised his hand, and said in a weak voice: "Then... inform me..."

"Yes, Master." Qiao Fugui looked at the old man in the picture and wiped his tears.

From this moment on, all the senior executives of the Chen family received an email notification that Chen Ping, the only heir to the Chen family, officially inherited the family business!

These companies involve real estate, real estate, entertainment, film and television, finance, investment, Internet technology, etc.

Chen Ping returned to the hospital and trotted to the ward. He happened to see Jiang Wan talking with Cao Jun. The two of them were very close, talking and laughing.

Chen Ping frowned and his fists were slightly tightened.

"Chen Ping, where have you been?" Jiang Wan asked coldly as soon as she met.

This guy still has the heart to go out at this time, and it doesn't matter to his daughter at all.

Jiang Wan's eyes revealed her disappointment with Chen Ping.

Cao Jun sat aside and sneered: "Chen Ping, you are not going to borrow money, right? It doesn't matter, I will pay the medical expenses, after all, Mi Li also called me uncle."

"You don't have to worry about my daughter's medical expenses, I can pay for it myself." Chen Ping walked in with a cold face.

"Chen Ping, what's your attitude? Why do you talk to Brother Cao? Apologize."

Jiang Wan immediately accused her of her husband, would she not know what she looked like?

He kindly helped him pay the medical expenses, but he even shook his face. It was so rude!

Director Cao advised him in a fake manner: "Wan'er, don't be angry. Chen Ping may not have borrowed money and is in a bad mood."

Jiang Wan glared at Chen Ping angrily, and looked down on Chen Ping even more in her heart.

Chen Ping held back his anger, clenched his fists, and looked at them, wishing to punch Cao Jun in the face.

Wan'er?

He actually called her nickname so affectionately!
Chapter completed!