Back To The 80s: President's Doted Wife

Chapter 618: Chapter 618 Pull Him Out

Cheng Su didn’t want to comment much on Xiao Pinshan’s marriage. As long as it was clear he hadn’t left the company due to an affair or some messy business, that was enough. At least upon seeing him, his character didn’t seem to be that of a bad man.

Looking again at Ying Xiaoya pitying Senior Xiao for his misfortune in meeting the wrong person, she couldn’t help but reach out and tap her on the forehead, saying, ”So this tells us, as women, even if we only earn ten yuan, we should still go out to work. Look, if you don’t work and gossip all day long, you turn yourself from an excellent and beautiful woman into a shrew and complainer, and even destroy a happy marriage. What a loss!”

Ying Xiaoya stuck out her tongue and said, ”There you go again, preaching like an old nanny.”

”I’m putting money into your pocket, teaching you the ways of a new era woman, and not a word of thanks. Instead, you call me an old nanny, hmph,” Cheng Su pretended to be angry and rolled her eyes.

Ying Xiaoya immediately hugged her arm and rubbed against her, smiling and saying, ”Hehe, I knew Susu is the best. So, what do you think, is Senior Xiao reliable or not?”

Cheng Su pursed her lips and said, ”It’s not enough for me to say he is good; we also have to ask Ning Ge. Where has he gone off to now?”

”He said he had something to do, went to Shanghai,” Ying Xiaoya said. ”It’s useless asking him; whenever you make a decision, does he ever disagree? Doesn’t he always look up to your leadership?”

Another issue? Cheng Su furrowed her brows and said, ”Then let’s have Xiao Pinshan come back for another test tomorrow.”

Ying Xiaoya let out a sigh.

In a coffee shop filled with old Shanghai charm, Ning Ge sat across from a petite and delicate-looking woman.

”What do you want Jiang Conghe’s file for? Haven’t you seen it before?” The woman handed over a leather pouch.

Ning Ge took it, untied the cord around the brown paper bag, and while doing so said, ”You know that my brother is now Jiang Conghe’s rival.”

Upon hearing this, the woman leaned over and placed her hand on his, frowning and saying, ”The organization has discipline and absolutely forbids the leaking of intelligence. Are you trying to use your position to clear obstacles for your brother? I heard about that incident last time, your brother...”

”Bai Ying, I can assure you, my brother would never act out of self-interest,” Ning Ge said sternly.

Bai Ying’s lips curled up slightly, ”Do you have any convincing evidence?”

”I stake my life on it,” Ning Ge stated.

”Your life already belongs to the organization. If it really comes to that... you won’t be able to face Cang Lang and the others,” Bai Ying sneered. ”Moreover, our organization strictly prohibits personal emotions from interfering; everything we do must be fair and impartial. You took an oath when you joined the organization. Have you forgotten?”

”I haven’t forgotten!” Ning Ge said, somewhat angrily. ”This isn’t for my brother. It’s Jiang Conghe; I think there’s something wrong with him.”

Bai Ying looked at him with skepticism.

”That last incident with the highway robbers, although Zhang Zhongming was brought forth, could a mere regiment leader orchestrate something so big? I strongly suspect there’s someone else above him,” Ning Ge stated.

”You’re suggesting?”

”I don’t have proof, but I feel that Jiang Conghe is definitely not simple. And the things he’s been doing lately, does that seem fair and just to you? It’s all about wielding power,” Ning Ge said with a cold laugh.

Bai Ying let go of his hand, lowered her eyelids, and said, ”I know, you still have some personal interest in this.”

”I’m human; everyone has personal interests. Moreover, if there really is a problem, regardless of whether it’s personal interest or not, he should be exposed!” Ning Ge said proudly.

Bai Ying said nothing, picked up her coffee, and gazed out of the window with a distant voice, ”It’s been three years...”

Ning Ge shivered and looked out as well, his eyes filled with sorrow.