"President, please take a seat, the person who came just now was sent by Fengsheng Investment Company to negotiate, you are looking for me, is there anything wrong?" Fang Ting stretched out her hand and motioned for He Lin to sit down.

He Lin watched Fang Ting's slender hand stretch out and then retract it, and then said with a smile: "Then I might as well be respectful." He Lin took the corner of his clothes and sat down, looking at the woman opposite, He Lin suddenly thought of the scene where he personally put on his coat before they parted on a rainy night last night. After a second or two of trance, he asked in a hurry: "Fang Ting, my ...... Clothes, just ...... The one that caught you yesterday?"

"Oh, you said your clothes, I left them at home to wash and dry, and I was going to dry them before I gave them to you. What's wrong, what's the problem?" Fang Ting's face was slightly red when she said this, but she still tried to tense her cheeks as much as possible, not wanting to show too much emotion.

When He Lin heard what Fang Ting said, he felt an indescribable emotion in his heart, and he almost forgot about the business he wanted to ask for a while. He hesitated, "Hmm...... I'm looking for you for work, huh...... It's the matter of interbank lending, you can help me make more preparations, I'm afraid that Qian Ling won't be able to do well, I may go to the brother bank in person in a few days, I think let's go together, what do you think?"

He Lin behaved too humbly here, which made Fang Ting a little flattered, she thought to herself that you are a big bank leader who wants me to go, just say it directly, and personally ran downstairs to ask me, which is really laughable. Fang Ting knew that this was actually an order, she didn't want to think about anything, she felt that this was within her bounds, not to mention her own work prospects, then she would also go. Her face, which had been slightly rounder, tightened a little tighter, and as a result, she looked thinner, nodded and said, "Okay, I see." At that time, I will go with you to the Brother Bank for a consultation. ”

"Mmmm, okay, that's it, I still have something to do, let's go first. He Lin originally wanted to mention yesterday's dinner, but seeing that Fang Ting's expression was a little unnatural, he felt that maybe she was in a bad mood, so he had to take back the words that came to his mouth.

Hearing that He Lin was leaving, Fang Ting's mood finally calmed down at the moment, and said politely: "Okay, president, you go slowly." ”

When He Lin walked back, he happened to run into Qian Ling who came down from upstairs, and He Lin opened his mouth and asked Qian Ling: "Did you talk to them about the brother bank I told you just now?"

Qian Ling bit his slightly red and moist lips, lowered his head and said, "I'm still ...... I didn't have time to call them. ”

Looking at Qian Ling's weak eyes, a trace of pity flashed in He Lingang's calm heart, he wanted to open his mouth to accuse Qian Ling of procrastination, but he still stopped and said, "Oh, okay, don't forget to fight later." ”

"No problem, President, I'll definitely call as soon as possible. ”

Before Qian Ling could finish speaking, He Lin turned his head and walked up the stairs.

Qian Ling followed in a broken step: "President, it's already 11 o'clock, and you have half an hour to get off work, do you think you need to order lunch?"

Generally speaking, a president like He Lin often does not let the secretary order meals for himself but will go home to eat, but He Lin is a workaholic, he works overtime at every turn, and sometimes he forgets to eat lunch, but fortunately he has a secretary who is very responsible for his work, and often buys him food. Once Qian Ling went out temporarily in the morning, but He Lin didn't eat until 2 o'clock in the afternoon.