The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Even though she knew that the girl was also at fault in this matter.

But, who cares about those two people dying?

"Bring me your phone."

Ji Wenhan said in a deep voice.

With slightly red eyes, the girl obediently handed over her phone.

Ji Wenhan turned on his phone, and it first showed more than 30 missed calls.

He opened QQ, and all it showed was Zhang Yifan and Li Na insulting the girl.

Those unsightly words made Ji Wenhan's face turn darker and darker.

Then, he flipped through a message.

He turned off Xia Ling's cell phone and casually threw it into the car's storage box.

He then said, "Xiaxia, someone intentionally reported you for skipping classes at school. The Student Affairs Office has checked your credits and is preparing to order you to withdraw from school!"

Xia Ling's eyelashes were stained with tears as she looked at Ji Wenhan aggrievedly.

"Fine, Wenhan, it must be Zhang Yifan who reported me! He saw that I exposed his scandal and was afraid that I would spread it around in school."

Ji Wenhan's eyes were calm

"So what if it is? You go five days a month. Such an obvious pigtail is just giving it to someone else to use as leverage."

Xia Ling: "But..."

Ji Wenhan started the car.

His slender hands were controlling the steering wheel. His fingers were clean and his knuckles were well-defined.

Ji Wenhan, who was wearing a navy blue handmade suit, had an indifferent expression on his face. He looked calm and composed.

His deep voice sounded from inside the car.

"There's no buts. You don't have to care about anything else. Leave your phone in my car to be evidence for the lawyer. You go to work properly and leave the matter to me."

"Okay, Wenhan. Sorry for the trouble."

Xia Ling apologized softly to Ji Wenhan.

"Okay, " the man replied. "Go to work properly and leave this matter to me."

*

After that, Xia Ling continued to follow Ji Wenhan to work.

She was getting more and more comfortable taking over the secretary's affairs.

Her life was not affected at all.

Hai Hai was eating melons with relish. From time to time, she would report to Xia Ling about the situation after Ji Wenhan made his move.

Ji Wenhan did not directly go to the lawyers to sue Li Na and Zhang Yifan.

He directly handed the matter over to his own legal team.

On the one hand, the lawyer sent them a lawyer's letter to track down Li Na and Zhang Yifan.

On the other hand, Ji Wenhan silently found a company to replace the Li Corporation and negotiated a partnership.

One side negotiated, the Ji corporation and the Li Corporation quickly handed over.

The partnership with the Li Corporation ended.

Previously, the reason why Zhang Yifan had been so eager to recognize Ji Xiaxia was because he knew that Li Na's Li corporation was a downstream company of the Ji corporation.

If he could establish a good relationship with the Ji corporation, he could help Li Na expand her business.

...

But now, she had failed. She had lost the business chain of the Ji corporation, and the Li corporation had been severely damaged.

Li Na might hate him!

*

"Host, today, the shares of the Li Corporation have dropped another ten points. In the stock market, the shares of the Li Corporation have already fallen by the daily limit. The shareholders have all sold off, and they have all been secretly purchased by the Demon King."

"What about Zhang Yifan?" Xia Ling asked in her mind.

To hit the weak spot, Ji Wenhan had already made a move against the Li corporation. There was no reason for him to leave Zhang Yifan alone.

Hai Hai: "Zhang Yifan has been punished by the school. Everyone in the school knows that he slept with a rich woman. Now, he's not allowed to take up his position in the student union anymore. They've even called his parents and put him on probation!"

Called his parents! Put him on probation?

This was much more ruthless than being expelled.

Xia Ling's eyes flashed. She knew that this was what Ji Wenhan had done after he had seen through Zhang Yifan's personality.

Although South Province University was a third-rate school in Ji Wenhan's words, it was actually still a university.

Zhang Yifan was in his third year this year and was about to graduate from his fourth year. Even if he was punished, as long as he stayed, he would be able to obtain an undergraduate degree.

Ji Wenhan seemed to have left him a glimmer of hope.