Chapter Seventy-One: The Man Who Makes the Sword with His Feet
Chapter 1
Xiangjiang City.
Si Lian took a half-day off with the leader, picked up the bag containing the household registration book, walked out of the company, and took a taxi straight to the Hualong District Marriage Registration Office.
Si Lian knew that her grandmother had been haunted by the incident three years ago, and felt that she had not protected her, which caused her reputation to be ruined and she could not return to her home.
Grandma was also worried that she was too old to continue to take care of her, so she asked Grandma Hang in Xiangjiang to introduce her to a partner, and Grandma Hang happened to have an older unmarried grandson.
The older generation thinks that the best destination for girls is to marry, no matter who they marry, as long as they can marry.
I experienced that kind of thing three years ago, and there were too many cases of marriage and divorce around me, and Si Lian didn't have any expectations for marriage.
She thinks that if she meets the right one, she can get married, and if she doesn't meet the right one, it's okay to be single for a lifetime.
But in order to reassure her grandmother, she still agreed to marry Grandma Hang's grandson.
Not long after, Si Lian arrived at his destination, and as soon as he got out of the car, he raised his eyes and saw a tall man standing at the door of the certification hall.
He was wearing a plain white shirt and black trousers, but his image was so dazzling that the eyes of passing women quietly glanced at him.
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He's talking on the phone, not squinting.
Si Lian took out her mobile phone and flipped to the photo sent to her by her grandmother, this man should be the man in the photo, but he looks better than the photo.
Si Lian walked towards him, and when he approached, the man put away his phone and looked at her, "Si Lian?"
Not only is he good-looking, but he also has a great voice.
Si Lian nodded, "Are you Hang Chuan?"
Hang Chuan nodded, turned around and walked towards the certificate hall.
He had long legs and walked fast, so that Si Lian could trot to keep up with him, "Well, do you want to think about it again?"
Hang Chuan stopped, raised his hand and looked at his watch, "Do you have any concerns?"
Si Lian wanted to ask him if he knew her?
Does he know about her past?
Thinking about it carefully, he should be the same as her, he was forced to marry her under the pressure of his elders, not because of the love union, how can he understand.
Just like her, she only knows that he is the grandson of her grandmother's friend Grandma Hang, and she doesn't even know what he does.
Si Lian shook his head, "Then let's go." ”
Looking at the freshly baked marriage certificate, Si Lian was still in a trance, so Hang Chuan stuffed her with a bank card.
"I've been very busy at work lately, and I don't have time to spend with you for the time being. You hold this card, the password is six six, and you can spend the money in the card as you like. ”
Si Lian was slightly stunned, and when he reacted, Hang Chuan had already gotten into the business car on the side of the road and left.
She looked at the bank card in her hand again, and suddenly felt a little hot.
After figuring it out, Si Lian took a photo of the marriage certificate and sent it to her grandmother, "Grandma, we have finished getting the certificate." ”
Si Lian replied with the word "good", and after putting away the phone, he felt depressed.
This society is like this, being single prompts marriage, and after marriage, giving birth to a baby, girls don't seem to be able to have their own lives.
......
The marriage is knotted, and it seems that it is not knotted.
A year has passed in the blink of an eye, and it is the hottest season of the year.
This year, Si Lian has been transferred to the secretary office of the Zhan headquarters because of his outstanding work performance.
Just when everyone in the president's office was looking forward to it, the president's special elevator door opened, and two men and a woman walked out of the elevator.
The man at the head wears a pair of silver-wire glasses, is at least one meter eight meters tall, has a good figure, and has a good-looking face.
Si Lian felt a little familiar, and couldn't help but look at it twice......
"Si Lian, that's our president. Colleague Song Yueqing whispered in Si Lian's ear, "Before, there was a girl in our secretarial office who always had a bad idea of fighting and was fired. ”
Si Lian has been in the headquarters for less than a year, and he has never seen the president, knowing that he is less than twenty-eight years old, but he didn't expect that his figure and appearance are also one in a million.
She was a little embarrassed and was about to explain, but a sneer came from behind, "The toad wants to eat swan meat." ”
The person who spoke was Lin Dawei, and after his previous pursuit of Si Lian was rejected, he often stumbled Si Lian at work.
Si Lian has never had unrealistic fantasies, and she doesn't bother to pay attention to this kind of villain who has nothing to do.
Lin Dawei thought that he had guessed Si Lian's thoughts, and continued to be yin and yang, "Nowadays, women are all above the top, and if they have a little bit of posture, they want to marry into a wealthy family." ”
"What did you marry into a wealthy family?" Shen Wanqing, the special assistant to the president, walked over and glanced at the three of them coldly, "Si Lian, Song Yueqing, Lin Dawei, you come to the president's office with me." ”
Shen Wanqing is a veteran of the company, she used to work beside the former president, and then followed Zhan Nanye for many years, and now if she wants to be transferred to the west, someone has to take her place.
Si Lian and the three of them are the best ones selected round after round among the more than 20 people in the president's office, and who can take over Shen Wanqing's position in the end depends on who the president chooses.
They came to the president's office, which was simply decorated and generous, with 180-degree floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking half of Xiangjiang City.
Dressed in a white shirt and black trousers, the man known as Zhan Zong stood in front of the wide floor-to-ceiling windows, standing straight and elegant.
Shen Wanqing said respectfully, "Mr. Zhan, everyone is here." ”
The man looked back at the few of them, obviously he hadn't done anything, but his aura was so strong that everyone didn't dare to come out.
Lin Dawei took a bold step forward, "Mr. Zhan, my name is Lin Dawei, and I have been working in the president's office for five years. My uncle Lin Jiang asked me to say hello to you on his behalf......"
The man glanced at Lin Dawei, his eyes did not change, but those who knew him knew that he had never looked down on this kind of relationship.
He looked at Song Yueqing, and Song Yueqing immediately held her head high, "Mr. Zhan, my name is Song Yueqing, and I have been working in the president's office for three years. ”
She tried to be more generous and confident, but her trembling voice betrayed her nervousness.
The man finally looked at Si Lian, and Si Lian was also looking at him......
This time the distance was closer, and Si Lian saw the man's face as perfect as a craftsman's meticulous carving more clearly.
Still somehow I think I've seen it somewhere......
How did Si Lian know that Zhan Nanye was Hangchuan, her cheap husband who had only met once on the day of receiving the certificate.
When Hang Chuan was born, the Zhan clan was in turmoil, and for the safety of him, the sole heir, the Zhan family gave him two identities.