On the night after returning from the economic investigation team, He Guaner did not rest well.

The slight noise in the recording made her irritable, and later caused a headache, tossing and turning all night, and when she woke up in the morning, the dark circles under her eyes couldn't cover the foundation, and the rest of the morning was not in a good state of work.

Fortunately, the recent financial market has been calm, and the large-market index, which is not moving, is the news that a certain automobile manufacturer in Gyeongju has failed to acquire a multinational new energy company.

As a result, He Guaner basically expected it as early as a year ago when the company announced the acquisition plan with great fanfare, and at that time she concluded that this was just a concept of speculation, using the news to find a pick-up man, harvesting a bunch of small leeks, and waiting until a year later, the stock price was green, and the dealer had already left the market.

Because of the full preparation, the report in this issue is not very brilliant, but it can also press other sections on the ground, plus Nie Yun should have been anxious about Tongcheng Road and Bridge recently, and she has not had time to trouble her.

After having lunch hastily, He Waner was going to take a nap in the rest room on the top floor, but he didn't expect that the road was narrow, and he just got out of the elevator and took a look at Nie Yun, who was waiting for the elevator.

"Yo, Editor-in-Chief He, I happened to meet you here. ”

To her surprise, Nie Yun actually said hello first, and she seemed to be in a good mood.

Before He Wan'er could speak, Nie Yun had already looked at her with slightly empty eyes: "Why are the dark circles under your eyes about to evolve into birthmarks?

"It's okay," He Wan'er smiled, "Of course, it's not as good as Editor-in-Chief Nie's talent interview plan, which requires multi-party coordination, which is really difficult." ”

Nie Yun's face sank, and after rubbing her shoulder into the elevator, her voice was depressed: "Don't gloat, the matter of the death is done." By the way, Tongcheng Road and Bridge has just successfully raised 300 million yuan, and the project is progressing extremely smoothly, if you want to see my jokes, it is impossible. ”

He Wan'er was stunned, and before he could take a second look at her, the elevator door had already closed.

She stood at the elevator entrance for a while, and she didn't figure out Nie Yun's weirdness today.

Nie Yun is not a person who swallows her anger, if she wants to show off, she must be arrogant and want to step her into the mud, why do you obviously have the capital to show off today, but she rushes by in a hurry, and the form is greater than the content.

Moreover, it looks very unhappy, which is really inconsistent.

He Wan'er couldn't figure it out, the slight sleepiness just now disappeared, so he drank a glass of juice on the top floor and went downstairs.

As soon as he got out of the elevator, He Guaner was caught by his assistant Xiao Lei, who slipped around from nowhere.

"Boss, boss, big news!" Xiao Lei couldn't hide the smugness in his eyes.

He Wan'er glanced at her, cut away her frizzy hands, and said, "What news can you have?" Tell me, what gossip did you listen to? ”

"Good gossip, good gossip," Xiao Lei snickered, "I heard Fu Yingying's big mouth say that Tongcheng Road and Bridge raised 300 million yuan from Fantai Metal and signed a contract today." ”

He Guan Erpi didn't smile, and curled his lips politely: "Hehe, it's really a good gossip." ”

"It's not over yet," Xiao Lei lowered his voice, "Last night, the president of Tongcheng Road and Bridge personally knelt and kowtowed in front of the dead worker's spirit, and the person was finally cremated this morning, and he didn't want to pay ten times the compensation." ”

"What? did he really go?" He Wan'er stumbled under his feet and almost fell, but in surprise, he immediately understood where Nie Yun's strange performance came from.

First of all, because Tongcheng Road and Bridge solved the work-related death incident, coupled with the smooth financing of Mo Chunshan, Nie Yun's interview plan was continued, so she was in a good mood and had the heart to provoke He Wan'er.

However, Mo Chunshan's way of handling the work-related death incident turned out to be that he really went to the deceased's funeral hall to offer incense and kowtow, giving the deceased enough face, which completely sealed the mouths of the family members and lawyers, leaving the other party speechless.

However, there is gold under the man's knees, Mo Chunshan is still the boss that Nie Yun wants to build into a domineering president, and he kneels down so casually, and the character completely collapses.

"Let's kneel when we say kneel, you kneel and I kneel all of them~~~~" Xiao Lei sang loudly in a thick voice, and deliberately stopped at the door of the special planning office for a few seconds.

He Guan'er didn't care about her madness, and kept thinking about a certain word he had just heard in his head.

She suddenly turned around, grabbed Xiao Lei's shoulder, and shook excitedly: "You just said, who did Mo Chunshan finance this time?"

"Boss, don't shake it, it's falling apart......" Xiao Lei's singing stopped abruptly, and his hair was shaken like a leaf in the wind, and his voice trembled and begged for mercy.

He Wan'er hurriedly let go of his hand and asked repeatedly: "You just said, who is Mo Chunshan looking for financing?"

Xiao Lei looked around and made sure that no one was eavesdropping around, so he came to He Guaner's ear and pretended to be mysterious: "Just now I heard Fu Yingying show off, saying that Fantai Metal borrowed 300 million to Tongcheng, I heard that the boss is called Mingyu, who was digging coal in his early years, and later sold the mine to hoard non-ferrous metals, just in time for the non-ferrous metals to grow exponentially." So this local tyrant is hugely rich, and he can't spend it in ten lifetimes, so he is very suitable to be treated as a wronged boss!"

"Oh~~" He Wan'er understood, nodded meaningfully, and was secretly happy.

If Tongcheng Road and Bridge really financed from Pan-Tai, there may be a breakthrough in this matter.

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Gyeongju's climate is humid and mild, and the gardens in early autumn have not yet decayed, and even a few pink and white flowers are scattered on the thumb-thick moon arches on the walls.

He Wan'er was in the arch, tiptoeing with scissors, cutting off the dragon sand gems at the end of the flower season and handing them to Sister Qin who was guarding the side.

Sister Qin said happily: "This month, there are more than 300 flowers in spring, more than 100 flowers in summer, and more than 100 flowers in autumn, which is really worth it." ”

Before He Wan'er could reply, Sister Qin pointed out: "Look, this vine, this one, and this one must be cut." But you can get it by cutting it lightly, and you can get it before and after the winter solstice. ”

She had no choice but to give the Longsha gem a branch according to what Sister Qin said, during which she accidentally scratched a shallow mark on the side of her face by the thorn on the main stem, but fortunately the skin was not broken.

Sister Qin instructed her to finish cutting the dragon sand, and asked her to cut the florentina on the other side of the garden.

This time she harvested a cluster of crimson flowers, and Sister Qin held it in her hand again, smiling from ear to ear.

He Wan'er quietly looked back at Bai Tinghai, who was standing not far behind him, and said with a smile, "What are we going to eat at night?"

"I can't be hungry for you, work hard," Sister Qin turned a thousand pounds in twos, "The teacher is in the back, let's hurry up!"

She asked the question of dinner at night just to let Sister Qin into the house, and she broke Sister Qin, so that she could ask about Fantai, who knew that Sister Qin loved Yueji so much, and she had to watch it in person when she pruned a branch in autumn, for fear that He Wan'er would break it.

Bai Tinghai was on crutches, watching He Wan'er's face aggrieved after trying to break Sister Qin's unsuccessfully, and said lightly: "Go in and get a vase to raise." ”

Seeing Sister Qin walking away, he didn't look in the direction of He Wan'er, he just looked at the sky with a smile and said, "Say what you want to say." ”

He Wan'er kept looking at him, and when he got the right words, he hurriedly put down the huge gardening scissors in his hand, jumped down from the flower bed, and couldn't wait to ask: "Teacher, Ming Dong of Fantai, is it your poker friend?"

Bai Tinghai glanced at her: "What do you want to do?" Old man Ming has made enough money in his life, and it is impossible to do anything that you want to expose. ”

"No, no," He Wan'er waved his hand hurriedly, "where can I be so insidious?"

"No?" Bai Tinghai looked at him suspiciously, "The last time Mohai's investment capital chain was broken, wasn't it just that you were talking from me?"

When he was told about black history, He Guaner hurriedly raised his hand and surrendered: "Mohai tried to illegally absorb public deposits at that time, and you also think it is illegal, teacher, but in view of the fact that Lao has always been your friend for many years, it is not good to report it directly, so it will be revealed to me." ”

Bai Tinghai glanced at her, leaning on crutches and refusing to answer, He Guaner leaned forward with a shy face and said, "Fantai promised to raise 300 million yuan to Tongcheng Road and Bridge." ”

"Really?" Bai Tinghai looked slightly surprised, "Is the news reliable?"

"It should be reliable. He Wan'er replied very firmly.

Bai Tinghai looked at her steadily: "Your news is better than mine, yes, you have made progress." ”

He Guaner pursed his lips: "Thank you, teacher." Teacher, didn't you say that you don't know how Mo Chunshan borrowed the money, now with the relationship between you and Mr. Ming's card friends for many years and often get together to cheat people, you should be able to inquire, right?"

Bai Tinghai replied angrily: "I played a bridge to make up a match, and I was embarrassed by you." Okay, got it, I'll just say how to come to see me on weekdays, I see. ”

He Guaner didn't dare to sell well anymore when he got cheap, stuck out his tongue, and continued to pick up the scissors on the ground to make autumn scissors for Yuejihua.

Bai Tinghai stood behind her for a while, seeing that the sky was getting dark and the night wind was rising, so he walked towards the house on crutches.

He Wan'er heard the sound of crutches hitting the stone road, subconsciously turned his head, looked at Bai Tinghai's inconvenient leg, and couldn't help frowning.

An accident when he was young caused necrosis of the femoral head, and he has been treated conservatively to control the condition, but after more than ten years, complications have continued, and it is not too convenient to walk in recent years, and when the pain is severe, he has to take painkillers.

He Waner persuaded him to simply perform artificial hip replacement, but Bai Tinghai refused for no reason, and He Guaner was not allowed to mention it again.

Now it seems that Mr. Bai's leg problem seems to be more serious, he walks much slower than before, and his waist, which was still straight before, is a little rickety, which must be in severe pain.

She sighed softly behind him, not daring to let Teacher Bai hear it.

Bai Tinghai divorced in his thirties, and he has not remarried for many years, his son and ex-wife are abroad, and it is good to see him once a year.

This lonely and lonely person is still sick, what is the purpose of becoming famous?