99th heartbeat

Chapter 929 Please save my son!
The meeting place between Sheng Qing and the director of the mental hospital was chosen in a quiet and high-end coffee shop.

When Sheng Qing arrived, the dean was already sitting there waiting for him, apparently anxiously waiting.

Jiang Chi, the assistant following Sheng Qing, saw the appearance of the dean in the deck, and said to his boss in a low voice: "Boss, look at his appearance, he is probably afraid that his son will be wronged and suffered in it, and he wants you Help out with his son's affairs."

Sheng Qing looked at the dean with a calm expression and did not speak.

"If you want me to say, the dean cooperated with us earlier and didn't bend his guts so much when we were investigating things, so why is he so anxious and helpless now? This is called Feng Shui turns. He deserves it!" Jiang Chi was beside him laugh.

Sheng Qing glanced at the talkative him.

Jiang Chi immediately stood up straight.

With an elegant and smiling face, it was like a different face, and he flattered respectfully: "I didn't say anything, boss, please."

Sheng Qing glanced at the fickle assistant Jiang Chi with cool eyes, and walked towards the booth where the dean was sitting with his long legs.

Sheng Qing and his assistant Jiang Chi came over.

The dean, who had been keeping an eye on the direction of the door, noticed the arrival of the two, and immediately stood up to greet them.

Be as respectful and sincere as your attitude is!
Sheng Qing's face was indifferent.

Take a long leg.

Take a seat in the booth.

Sheng Qing sat down, and the dean who was standing opposite was afraid to sit down.

It was still Sheng Qing who glanced at his assistant Jiang Chi indifferently.

Jiang Chi spoke on his behalf, "Dean, please sit down."

"Okay, Mr. Sheng." The dean hesitated and sat down.

But remembering that his son was still suffering in the police station, the dean was restless, and looked at the indifferent person sitting opposite him with a complicated expression.

"Mr. Sheng, I made an appointment with you to ask you to help me because I have known the Sheng family for many years." The dean's voice was extremely low.

even so.

Anxiety and anxiety are deeply visible.

Jiang Chi poured tea for his own BOSS, stood aside and looked at his nose, nose and heart, doing his duty as an assistant.

"I've known my Sheng family for many years." Sheng Qing's tone was a little soft.

There was a very shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, but there was a cool taste in his eyes.

"Dean, what you said is not true." Sheng Qing said coldly.

Sheng Qing's attitude let the dean know that he was obviously concerned and angry about the fact that he avoided doing Tai Chi a while ago.

Right now, he needs to know the current affairs no matter what.
The dean looked hesitantly at the only heir of the Sheng family in front of him, and his face was a little embarrassed: "Mr. Sheng, it was my fault that I was ignorant of current affairs a few days ago. Mr. Sheng, what do you want to know, I will know everything now I can tell you endlessly. I just ask you to extend your helping hand and save my hopeless son."

The dean's attitude of admitting his mistakes was extremely sincere.

That dog-legged appearance was almost an apology to the indifferent Sheng Qing who knelt down and offered tea.

Jiang Chi watched quietly from the side, feeling no sympathy for the old fox in his heart.

He had eaten soft cotton a few times in the dean's hands, and now he could see the dean coming to bow his head and bow his head, this feeling is simply not too pleasant! !

Sheng Qing took the teacup in front of him and took a sip of tea.

His face was cold and he didn't make a sound.

The dean is in a hurry.

Looking at his appearance, he couldn't control the temperament of the eldest son of the Sheng family in front of him. The dean who was worried about his son was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, showing embarrassment and anxiety.

(End of this chapter)