Chapter 11: How is it her again?
The general manager's office of Dongsheng Group was illuminated by the warm sun, giving people a quiet and comfortable feeling, Fang Zhihe, who was sitting at the desk, was waving the document with a signature pen, and he didn't know what he was thinking, suddenly the pen stopped, and then raised his head to look at Yan Jin: "Have you been back?"
Yan Jin was stunned for a moment, and then quickly returned to normal, "Well, I went back two days ago." ”
"What the hell is going on with you and Yan Haochen?"
"I didn't ...... It's not going on!" Yan Jin forced a smile, then picked up the signed document from the table, sorted it out, and held it in his arms.
Fang Zhihe gently tugged at the corners of his mouth, lowered his head and continued to review the documents: "It's not going on, then why did he suddenly say that he wanted to go back to Canada?"
"What...... What?"
"When I was drinking last night, I said that it was boring to stay in Linjiang and I wanted to go back to Canada. Fang Zhihe paused and continued: "Regarding the Green Island side, he planned to let Qiao Qianwei and Yao Jing take care of it first, and he asked me if it was feasible, but I just took it as a joke and ignored him. ”
"I ......" Yan Jin only said the word "I" and fell silent.
Fang Zhihe raised his eyes and looked at Yan Jin again, and didn't say anything more, suddenly the mobile phone on the table vibrate, he glanced at the name on the screen, then moved his gaze back to Yan Jin's face, and said lightly: "Yan Haochen!"
When Yan Jin heard this name, she couldn't help but "chuckle" in her heart, she glanced at the mobile phone that kept vibrating, and the gloom in her heart was a little more.
In fact, as early as two years ago, after Yan Haochen went to Canada, she cut off all contact with Yan Haochen in accordance with the agreement with Liao Min, QQ, WeChat, and mobile phone numbers were all blacklisted, and her email was emptied, but Yan Haochen, who was far away in Canada, didn't know at all, and still sent messages and emails frantically, but never received a reply.
Fang Zhihe seemed to be deliberately torturing someone, waited for a long time to connect the phone, and clicked on the hands-free mode: "Boss Yan, what's the matter?"
She ...... Are you at work?" Yan Haochen's voice came out through the hands-free function of his mobile phone, and his voice was a little hoarse, feeling like he had stayed up late.
"yes, it's on!"
"Oh, that's fine, come and drink in the evening!"
"Good!"
After Fang Zhihe hung up the phone, he glanced at Yan Jin expressionlessly, and then said, "Today's schedule." ”
Hearing Fang Zhihe's voice, Yan Jin immediately came back to his senses from the phone just now and replied fluently: "Yesterday afternoon, Qin's Liquor sent a birthday invitation, and at seven o'clock this evening, Langham Hotel. ”
Yan Jin said as he handed over the invitation letter in his hand.
Fang Zhihe glanced at the red invitation and didn't reach out to take it, "Whose birthday?"
"Qin Jiayan's daughter Qin Yue is 28 years old this year!"
"Why is it her again?" Fang Zhihe's eyebrows tightened a little, then threw the pen on the table, and continued: "You prepare a gift to send over later, compare it with the gift list of previous years, don't repeat it, you remember, you don't need to notify me of such a thing in the future, you just look at it and prepare it yourself." ”
"That doesn't seem right. Yan Jin paused and continued: "The drinks used in this celebration are all sponsored by Qin's Liquor, and we have already begun preparations for our advertising cooperation with Qin, so——"
Fang Zhihe's phoenix eyes closed slightly, and after a while, he raised his eyes and commanded Yan Jin: "You go and help me prepare a gift first and put it in the car." ”
"Yes!" Yan Jin replied, then turned around and walked out of the general manager's office.
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