Zhao Xinyong felt that Duan Lang was like this now, that is, he was underbeaten!

Could it be that he is doing things behind his back?

No way!

Zhao Xinyong just had a trace of such a thought in his heart, and quickly denied it. He didn't believe at all that the crisis of Jinjiang Bank's collapse this time was planned by this young man. He doesn't deserve it, and he can't have that much strength.

"Get out, you get out of here. Pointing to the door, Zhao Xinyong shouted.

"President Zhao, don't be angry, anger is easy to hurt the liver, look at you, you are old, if you accidentally hurt your little liver, what kind of cirrhosis, liver ascites, liver cancer or something, aren't you done playing?" Duan Lang said with concern.

As the saying goes, if you have friends from afar, you are happy, how can someone come and tell people to leave?

Is the Chinese country's thousands of years of civilization and hospitality ruined at the moment?

"You...... You ......" Zhao Xin bravely covered his chest with his hands, extremely uncomfortable. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life.

"Didn't they all remind you, tell you not to be angry, don't be angry, and you, just don't listen?" Duan Lang said bitterly. "I came this time, but I made a special trip to bring a gift to President Zhao. ”

"Bang!"

Duan Lang threw a large gift box on Zhao Xinyong's desk, opened the gift box, and a QXM285G local tyrant Jin Seiko wall clock was presented in front of Zhao Xinyong's eyes.

Send the bell, send the end?

Seeing this wall clock, Zhao Xinyong's face was pale enough just now, but now he is completely pale, sitting on the chair in front of the desk, staring at which wall clock with palpitations and hesitation, sweat on his forehead.

"Something, take it, take it. Zhao Xinyong kept waving his hand and shouted.

"President Zhao, this is a part of my heart, as the saying goes, send goose feathers for thousands of miles, and the courtesy is light and affectionate, why are you not only not grateful, but make such an expression?" Duan Lang asked with a smile.

"Get out, you, get out of me, security, security ......" Zhao Xinyong's body trembled, and he shouted continuously outside the door.

In less than ten seconds, four or five security guards rushed into the office.

"Blasted this guy out of here, blasted out. Zhao Xinyong said angrily.

"No need. A few security guards were just about to step forward, Duan Lang waved his hand and said. "I'll go myself, so I won't bother a few. ”

“......”

Under the incredulous gaze of Zhao Xinyong and several security guards, Duan Lang actually left the office this time.

It's just a wall clock on the table, but it makes Zhao Xinyong feel palpitations. And at this time, the wall clock rang a few times "dangdang", which was regarded as the hour signal.

If this is on weekdays, Zhao Xinyong doesn't care at all. But at this time, at that time. Every sound seemed to pierce his heart deeply.

"Move away, move this thing. Pointing to the wall clock on the table, Zhao Xinyong said angrily.

After several security guards left, Zhao Xinyong leaned back in his chair with an ugly face.

Sending it off?

Although Zhao Xinyong doesn't believe in fate, this time, I'm afraid it will really work. The large-scale run has put Jin Jiang Bank on the brink of collapse. And not long ago, he specially threw out a 20% deposit interest rate, who knows, but no one believes it at all, no one cares. Jin Jiang Bank, the general trend has gone.

Duan Lang left, Zhao Xinyong was furious, such a scene happened to be seen by an inconspicuous little person outside the office, he quickly moved his steps, reached the corner of the corridor, took out the phone, and dialed a string of numbers.

"Big Little. The man shouted.

"What's the matter?" He Jinsong asked in a deep voice.

"I just saw Duan Lang send a bell ...... to Zhao Xinyong," the man glanced at what he had seen just now, one by one, and said.

"I see. He Jinsong, who hung up the phone and stood on the windowsill, wearing a white shirt on his upper body and trousers and leather shoes on his lower body, was in his forties, which was the most mature and attractive age for a man. Behind him, countless financial geniuses with high salaries from the He Group are constantly swiping their fingers across the keyboard.

Ten years of sharpening a sword!

Based in Rongcheng, the He family has been hidden for more than ten years, Taoguang is obscure, and has no quarrel with the world, and has been criticized and ridiculed by the industry. This time, it's time for the He family to show their skills.

Jin Jiang Bank?

Heh, that's just a little episode. His He Jinsong's real purpose is not only a small Jin Jiang Bank, but several major shareholders behind Jin Jiang Bank, and he wants to break them one by one. Since the Xie family is the strongest, he will spare no effort to destroy the Xie family.

Yes, the Xie family is also fighting back now, but that kind of counterattack, in He Jinsong's view, is not enough. Ten years ago, how the Xie family defeated the He family, ten years later, history will be strikingly similar. It's just that this time it was the He family who defeated the Xie family, and they were ashamed.

"Duan Lang, did you really run to see it off?" Duan Lang had just stepped into the conference room, and Mu Qianjiao asked in disbelief.

Just now, Duan Lang said that he was going to send a bell to Zhao Xinyong, but she and Han Jianing still didn't believe it.

"Of course, I, Duan Lang, do what I say. He took out an invoice to buy a clock, patted it in front of Mu Qianjiao, and said. "Mr. Mu, I'm angry for the company, should the company be reimbursed?"

"I can't be the master of this, you have to ask Mr. Han. Shrugging helplessly, Mu Qianjiao pointed at Han Jianing and said.

"You were willing to deliver the bell yourself, and I didn't instruct you, so my answer is, I'm very sorry. Staring at the computer screen with a focused face, Han Jianing said.

Besides, you're just giving a clock, both public and private, it doesn't seem to have reached the point of reimbursement, right?

Yu Gong, you yourself are one of the shareholders of Jianing International, Zhao Xinyong is making things difficult for Jianing International, which is equivalent to making things difficult for you.

Yu privately, I am your wife, as a husband, do you need to pay for your wife's happiness?

"Mr. Han, I'm just a little white-collar worker in the company, you can't bully me, I'm old and young. Duan Lang said a little embarrassed.

"You're too young, why don't I know?" glaring at Duan Lang, Han Jianing asked.

"In the future, in the future. Duan Lang's forehead was covered with cold sweat.

"Knock knock!"

Four or five people stood at the door, knocked on the door, and got Han Jianing's promise, so they came over respectfully.

"Come, let me introduce you, this is Witty and their team...... This is Mr. Mu, you have already seen it, this is Duan Lang, the chief of our marketing department. After Han Jianing introduced them one by one, Duan Langcai shook hands with this man in his forties called Witty.