After Yang An left, Wang Zilong sat in front of the office and thought about it, and then walked around the factory. Everywhere he went, the workers greeted him.

"Director Wang is here. ”

"Is there something wrong with Director Wang?"

"Director Wang. ”

……

The voices came and went, and if Wang Zilong said that he was not proud, it would be impossible. He is a veteran, a year ago he had nothing, working hard to support himself and his younger brother, and life can be described as hard. In less than a year, he achieved such a status, and a sense of accomplishment arose.

But he knew that all this was the beginning of meeting Yang An that day. Soldiers have a very strange value, comrades-in-arms are worthy of protection with their lives, and this feeling is indelible.

He felt that Yang An was his comrade-in-arms on another battlefield.

Back in the office, Wang Zilong sat quietly for a while, and he called Han Jun: "Jun, are you busy?"

Over there, Han Jun is now the mayor's secretary, so he is naturally very busy with work, but it was Wang Zilong's phone, so he stepped aside and whispered: "Zilong, what is the matter with you? I will have a meeting soon, I will call you later." ”

"Okay, then I'll wait for your call. ”

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zilong used the key to open a drawer, which contained some important documents, such as land use right certificates, accounting statements, and the like. Wang Zilong is no longer a novice, he naturally knows that if he wants to take out a loan, the bank also has to look at these materials.

More than an hour later, Han Jun called, the two exchanged a few words, Wang Zilong went straight to the point, and asked Han Jun to ask the bank president last time to come out. Han Jun agreed without saying a word, and made an appointment to meet in the teahouse in the evening.

Yang Chunhe on the other side was not so smooth, he asked around, there were few people who were willing to take out loans, and the amount was very small, which could not meet Yang An's needs at all, and many relevant personnel of the bank even proposed to benefit. Yang Chunhe naturally refused, so they were all deadlocked.

Yang An was also very helpless after knowing it, and it seemed that it was not so easy to borrow money. Yang An suddenly remembered the last time Xie Yingjun said that he knew someone from the bank, so let's ask him.

Sure enough, Xie Yingjun agreed as soon as he heard it, and at the same time laughed at Yang An, saying that he had already seen that your kid had no money, and asked Yang An if he wanted to take out the shares he met and sell them a little to tide over the difficulties.

Yang An politely rejected Xie Yingjun, saying that he just wanted a loan, and Xie Yingjun had to hang up the phone with a pity on his face.

Yang An took Yang Chunhe to the bank that Xie Yingjun said, just on the side of the pedestrian street, Yang Chunhe saw that this was not only that he had just come in the morning, but also that he would not do these businesses on weekends.

When the lobby manager saw Yang Chunhe, he obviously recognized him, so he stopped the two of them and said with a look of disgust: "What's the matter with you, you said that today is the weekend, our supervisor, the president is not away, don't come again." ”

Yang Chunhe is not a person without temper, so he said: "I have made an appointment with your president, and he told us to go upstairs and wait." ”

"Hey, you know how to make excuses, who are you going to make an appointment with our president? I'll tell you, if you can get in touch with the president, I'll be the president!" the lobby manager looked at the two of them indifferently, feeling that he had said it right, and had already shocked the two of them in momentum. Hmph, he has seen a lot of such people, obviously they are two people who have no power and power, and they still have to come to get a loan, wait!

Yang Chunhe wanted to say something, Yang An pulled it lightly, so as not to be excited, the two of them sat down in the hall, planning to wait for Xie Yingjun and the president.

The hall manager didn't let Yang An sit down, and said, "Hey, if you two don't do business, go out and wait, the chairs we have here are for people who do business." ”

Yang An frowned and said, "Hello, there are so many positions here, what's wrong with the two of us sitting, it won't affect you." And isn't this location just for people?"

"It's for people to sit on, but it's for people who do things, and you don't do things, so please go out and wait. Unstable elements like "Yang An, Yang Chunhe" must not be left alone, this is the idea of the hall manager.

Yang Chunhe couldn't stand it anymore, and said: "Why don't we do business, didn't we say it, we made an appointment with your president, and if you don't want to go upstairs, can't you wait here?"

No wonder Yang Chunhe was angry, he ran to several houses in one morning, but they were all treated coldly, and no one was in a good mood.

"Hey, you still don't listen to the good words! Security guard, security guard, these two people are making trouble here, hurry up and get out!"

Yang Chunhe was still arguing, Yang An pulled him to wait at the door, and Yang Chunhe still looked angry. Yang An is much calmer, he has seen a lot of guys with chicken feathers as arrows in his previous life, usually doormen, security guards, parking lot administrators, etc. Some people somehow like to use it and play around with it when they have a little power in their hands, and they want everyone to know that they can decide a certain moment in your life.

Power is terrible.

After waiting for about ten minutes, Xie Yingjun and the president were late. Because Anseong is so small, you can drive around the city in ten minutes. Xie Yingjun saw two people squatting outside, and said with a smile: "You two are really interesting, tell you to go up and sit and squat, squatting at the door of others." Lao Zhou, these are the two of you who are going to ask you for help today, both surnamed Yang, this is Yang An, this is Yang Chunhe, and I have partnered to do a little business. Yang An, this is President Zhou Shanzhou. ”

Yang An and Yang Chunhe hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, and today there was a request for someone, so Yang An put down the shelf.

Xie Yingjun said to me: "What are you doing, didn't you say that you were waiting in the office!"

Yang Chunhe was angry a lot today, and his words smelled of gunpowder: "It's not that we don't want to, it's that someone won't let us." And kicked us out of the bank. Xie Dashao, your face is worthless!"

Xie Yingjun's face sank when he heard this, and the bank president was also displeased, this little report was really bad.

"President Zhou, the quality of your employees needs to be improved, my Xie Yingjun's face is so worthless, and I have raised your name, should you not be in your bank. Xie Yingjun said fiercely.

Governor Zhou also grimaced and said, "Who is it? Our bank has always promoted civilized service, and we will definitely severely punish such employees." ”

Yang Chunhe also wanted to say, but was stopped by Yang An, he said: "Forget it, President Zhou, we are too reckless, let's go." ”

Yang An and Yang Chunhe followed the two into the bank, and Xie Yingjun and President Zhou were talking in front of them.

"Stand, don't you want to come in, what's going on, don't you understand!" The hall manager came out halfway, stopped the two people, and said to President Zhou with the expression of the center's protector: "President, these two people have been here in the morning, clamoring for loans, I looked at the information, it was a few milk tea shops, isn't this a fraud money." You see, they are sneaking after you again. ”

Yang An was really speechless, he wanted to say that he would let him go, but this person hit the muzzle of the gun by himself, if he didn't die, he wouldn't die.