The green camphor tree has a deep view

Chapter 141 Taking advantage of the situation to take him down

As soon as she finished speaking, Gu Jia started crying: "Uncle Song, don't be fooled by her face? Don't be fooled by her innocent appearance, I don't know how many twists and turns are hidden in her heart. When she first joined our dance club, she secretly replaced my position. Otherwise, how could she be so popular and let Brother Jingshen notice her?"

"I replaced you because you were injured, didn't I?" Wen Qing said helplessly, "If I had known that replacing you would provoke Song Jingshen, I would rather never go on stage."

"That's a nice thing to say. You danced so seductively on the stage, and you made so many boys lose their minds. Even if Brother Jingshen didn't exist, you would have hooked up with others. In short, you are not a quiet person, just like your aunt, you have no shame!"

"The dance I dance is the one you wanted to dance. The moves are all designed according to your requirements. Even if it is to seduce you, it was you who wanted it first and I was passive afterwards. It is you who is shameless, not me." Wen Qing replied unceremoniously.

"You..." Gu Jia was so angry that she couldn't speak. She stamped her feet and looked at Song Weiming, crying, "Uncle Song, look at her sharp tongue. How can she be someone who is forced to accept feelings? She clearly intended to seduce Brother Jingshen and make money by climbing into his bed..."

"Shut up!" Song Weiming slammed the table hard, his face gloomy, "I told you to get out, don't you understand?"

Gu Jia was stunned by the murderous look on Song Weiming's face. It was the first time in her life that she saw him lose his temper like this. The usually gentle and elegant Uncle Song was gone, and the face that appeared in front of her seemed like a completely unfamiliar one.

It turned out that she didn't understand him at all, let alone Song Jingshen.

The men in the Song family can change their minds as quickly as turning over the pages of a book. She has learned that lesson before.

Gu Jia bit her lip, turned around and walked out of the room, stepping heavily on the wooden floor, going downstairs with a "thump thump" sound.

Wen Qing breathed a sigh of relief, raised her eyes to glance at Song Weiming, and found that he was looking at her with a relaxed expression. Her heart skipped a beat and she quickly lowered her head to hide her panic.

"Gu Jia is like this, a spoiled young lady with a pig's brain. If it weren't for Gu Huaibang, I wouldn't consider letting her marry into the Song family." Song Weiming lit a cigarette, took a puff, and continued,

"Even if she marries in, Jing Shen will find another woman to accompany her, and I'm afraid she won't even let her have a child."

Wen Qing frowned slightly, suppressed her annoyance, and asked calmly, "Does the plan you mentioned have anything to do with these?"

"Of course, Gu Jia is not a good match for Jing Shen, so you have more opportunities to get close to Jing Shen. Don't you want to use this to make a fuss?"

"No. I'm not interested in the Song family's affairs. I just want to cut ties with him as soon as possible and get rid of it." Wen Qing said calmly, but her eyes were full of expectation.

"If you become his lover, you can get so many benefits, don't you care?"

"So-called benefits all come at a price. To trade a free and peaceful life for some material possessions is neither in line with my character nor in my plans."

"Tell me what plans you have." Song Weiming took a puff of cigarette and asked with a curled lip.

Wen Qing pursed her lips and said, "Anyway, it has nothing to do with the Song family."

Whether facing Song Weiming or Song Jingshen, she would not reveal her inner thoughts, as that would be tantamount to giving others an advantage and falling into a trap.

"Since you are determined to get rid of Jing Shen, then listen to me. Just do as I say, I will help you arrange a way out and ensure that you have nothing to do with him anymore." Song Weiming said.

"A way out?" Wen Qing was inexplicably nervous. "You mean, let me leave here?"

"Go abroad, or go to another city. As long as the mission is completed well, you are free to choose."

"But... I have to take care of my grandma and aunt." Wen Qing hesitated, frowning slightly.

"By then, they will have someone to take care of them." Song Weiming smiled slightly, as if he felt helpless about her childishness. "By the way, they don't need you that much now, do they?"

Wen Qing's eyes were sore for a moment, but she had to admit in her heart that she was not important to her grandma, at least not as important as her aunt and Jing Long.

Now that they have each other to rely on, she is no longer their first choice for warmth.

What's more, her aunt already has Professor Gu taking care of her, and Song Weiming is also caring for her very much and is reluctant to let her go. She must think that the future of her aunt and Jing Long is guaranteed and she doesn't need to worry about it.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing felt a chill in her heart, but at the same time, it was like a stone rolled off her shoulders, and she felt relieved.

"You are right. I really have no worries." Wen Qing looked up at Song Weiming and said with a smile, "Just tell me what you have planned. As long as you keep your promise, I will do my best."

"Okay!" Song Weiming raised his lips slightly and said with satisfaction, "With your words, this matter is half done."

Seeing him so proud, Wen Qing felt a little guilty: "My ability is limited, so don't have too high expectations."

“Don’t belittle yourself. It’s a rare achievement that you can stay by the side of Jing Shen.”

Wen Qing curled her lips in disapproval, thinking, "Do you want this rare gift?" I don't want it anyway.

"You've been to his office base near Qi's Department Store, right?" Song Weiming finally got to the point, his expression serious, "What's the layout of that place? Which floor is it on? Do you remember?"

Wen Qing was stunned, glanced at him and said, "I can't remember the specific details, I just remember that it was a connected hall with some living facilities."

"Ms. Wen, if you want to cooperate with me, you'd better tell me everything you know." Song Weimin said quietly, his eyes deep and gloomy, making it impossible to guess his emotions.

"I still remember looking out the window and seeing the sign of Qi's Department Store." Wen Qing added, "I don't remember anything else. That day... I was in a bad mood and just wanted to forget everything..."

"Is there a lot of computer information there?" Song Weiming asked aggressively.

"Not much. I only saw a computer and a notebook on his desk. There were a lot of papers scattered around. They looked like sketches, calculations, and some documents."

"Didn't you take a closer look?"

"I don't, don't have a chance..." Wen Qing said with a red face.

Song Weiming paused, then smiled and said, "He does trust you."

"You want me to find out his business secrets?" Wen Qing seemed to understand, but then she thought of Fang Ziming again. She couldn't help but feel a chill on her back, thinking that the debt she owed was too much and too heavy.

"I'm afraid I can't..." She stammered, "I'm afraid if he finds out, he'll kill me."

"He can't bear to do that." Song Weiming smiled and said, "If you do as I say, nothing will happen."

"Really?" Wen Qing asked.

She was so eager to get rid of Song Jingshen that she would try even if there was only a glimmer of hope.

"Next time you go to his office, remember to read the rough papers and materials and tell me the key information. You have a technical background and have processed project data before, so this shouldn't be a problem for you."

"I have only dealt with superficial data and have never touched the core model. Besides, there are only a few people handling the data for that project. If the data is leaked, it will affect my seniors."

The faces of Zhu Yu, Zhao Jin and others flashed through Wen Qing's mind, and she resisted instinctively.

"Superficial data is enough." Song Weiming said slowly, "Destroying the base station project is only the first step. The goal is to use this to take him down."

"Catch, catch him?" Wen Qing was shocked. She couldn't associate Song Jingshen's image with a prisoner in jail. "That requires a chain of evidence, right?"

Song Weiming curled his lips and smiled: "Do you think that as a father, I have to send him in myself?"

What's impossible? Didn't Song Jingshen sideline you? What good things can't you and your son do?

But she didn't dare to say so, and asked carefully:

"So...are you going to teach him a lesson?"