Eternal Love Marriage

As a result, the ice and snow began to melt gradually until it was filled with warmth...

……

At the same time, Guo Group, in the vice president's office.

After seeing the photo that popped up on the computer screen, Mu Lingwei's charming pupils widened a little in disbelief.

Bo Qing was kneeling on the ground in front of a cold tombstone, while Guo Chen was hugging his body tightly from behind with a face full of guilt.

Why on earth did Bo Qing have to kneel down for so long?

Why on earth did Guo Chen show such an expression?
Mu Lingwei couldn't help but began to sort out her complicated thoughts.

She admitted that a person as greedy as Bao Jingyi would never end well, but she never thought that he would pass away in such a way.

Although Bo Qing will hold a press conference as scheduled this afternoon to explain all this clearly and apologize to the families of the deceased who died in the second phase of the project, but...

Even if they concealed the truth, they could not escape her eyes after all.

On the night when the summit ended, Guo Chen's figure mysteriously disappeared in the crowd like a tide.

On the second day after that, the news of Bo Jingyi's death spread throughout the business world.

This can't be a coincidence...

Is it...

The ice-like eyes tightened suddenly, and a guess was born spontaneously.

Did Bao Jingyi kidnap Guo Chen? !
Judging from the current situation, it is by no means impossible.

No wonder Guo Chen delayed the date of going to Taiwan, just to stay to appease Bo Qing's emotions.

It turns out that Bao Jingyi didn't commit suicide...

Thinking of this, Mu Lingwei couldn't help biting her lower lip tightly, her brows furrowed.

Bo Qing, do you love her that much?

love so much that--

Can he even give up his own father's life?

A dim light flashed across her eyes silently, and she suddenly felt a chill in her heart.

……

On the other side, Bo Moyan, who was numbly immersing himself in his busy work to forget everything, didn't feel very comfortable.

Thin tilt...

In the past few days, whenever Bo Moyan saw his handsome face with sharp edges and corners, he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart...

In order to save Guo Chen, he actually pushed Bao Jingyi off the rooftop with his own hands!
Thinking of this, Bo Moyan could no longer continue the work in hand, but used an expensive diamond-encrusted Montblanc pen to draw a long, sharp line on a piece of A4 paper viciously.

As a result, an identical trace appeared on the folder under the paper.

But the movement in his hands still didn't stop there, he just wished to turn the white paper under the pen into a thin face, and tear it up hard!
Bo Moyan's eyes were deep and cold, and he almost bit his name hard with his back molars:

"Thin tilt—"

You are so cruel, you can even get your hands on your own biological father! ! !

Dad, I swear, I will definitely live up to your expectations, carry forward the NS Group, and——

Get that heartless person out of Bo's house! ! !

Thinking of this, Bo Moyan's complexion only became more gloomy and terrifying, and a bone-piercing chill emanated from his whole body.

……

At two o'clock in the afternoon, a press conference was held on time in the funeral home.

Bao Qing stood in front of the floor-standing microphone with mixed feelings, her face was gloomy and dignified.

In fact, long before Ou Ziye rushed to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau and successfully reported it, the results of the cement and concrete samples he submitted to the National Building Materials Testing Center had already been revealed.

And the moment he got the test report, he finally confirmed the terrible conjecture in his heart.

The whole incident was undoubtedly related to both Bo Jingyi and Bo Moyan, but it happened that Bo Jingyi's name was recorded in the account books of Chateau Margaux.

Therefore, Bo Moyan was able to stay out of the matter and protect himself wisely.

This is enough to show Bo Jingyi's love for Bo Moyan and the latter's foresight.

When the reporters and the family members of the deceased workers arrived at Bo one by one, Bo Qing broke the extremely sad silence with a serious voice.

"I am standing here today, not as the chairman of the Bo Group, nor as a media spokesperson, but——

A sinner who confesses to society, and a mourner..."

The moment the voice just fell, the closed door was pushed open from the outside to the inside, as if there was a deep mourning sound.

Men in black in mourning clothes each held a black photo frame surrounded by white flowers, and walked in with heavy steps.

Bo Qing looked sad, and glanced at those photo frames one by one, "These are the employees who unfortunately died in the second phase of the project.

If it is not for our company's ineffective supervision, it will not lead to people who want to make huge profits from it.

They... will not die tragically under the ruins. "

The family members of the migrant workers who originally wanted to make trouble all fell silent when they saw the photos of their family members being offered in the mourning hall by the Bo Group...

Most of the deceased employees were migrant workers from other places. They had no home in Yangcheng, and even after death, they couldn't be buried in a decent cemetery.

Therefore, the family members of the deceased who thought that Bo Qing would not hesitate to cast aside responsibility, never expected that when faced with these scenes of verbal criticism——

He would stand up and admit his mistakes generously, and even reported a memorial service for all the workers who died.

"Bo Jingyi, the director who caused all these tragedies, that is, my father, chose to jump off the building and ended his life because he couldn't escape his self-blame.

And we will also move all the remains of the victims to the cemetery, may the dead rest in peace. "

His thin lips were tightly pursed, and the crying that came from his ears made his already heavy heart even more depressed.

"There is also follow-up compensation, which will also be sent to each family member.

The lives lost are irretrievable, and I just hope that we can do everything we can to make up for the mistakes we made. "

After finishing speaking, he bowed deeply to everyone present.

After 3 minutes passed, his back was so sore that he slowly straightened up.

There is no endless discussion, nor the "click" sound of pressing the shutter. The atmosphere is so quiet that it seems that any action or sound is an inappropriate intrusion.

In the end, his sincerity was forgiven by his family members.

And the news of "Bo's group held a memorial service, regretting and apologizing" has also become the headlines of numerous media magazines rushing to report.

This turmoil can be regarded as calmed down because of this.

……

After the press conference, a temporary meeting was held suddenly, which caught many board members by surprise.

Bo Group, in the conference hall.

Sitting on the seat symbolizing the highest person, Bo Qing glanced coldly and aggressively at everyone present.

The primary purpose of this temporary meeting is to rectify the members of the board of directors.

"Mr. Hu, the red wine of our hotels has always been imported from Chateau Margaux, right?
The director whose name was suddenly called froze, "Yes... yes."

"Then why is the third-class red wine in the packaging of the first-class winery?"

There was a cold light in his eyes, and Bo Qing's tone dropped to a freezing point in an instant.