102 Hiding from me?
"Heh......" Yi Yan suddenly laughed and shook his head, "I'm sorry, I really didn't recognize it." The top point said, "
"Yi Yan," Lin Yingxue called him, and changed to a look of crying, "I heard that you have been abroad for so many years, in fact, I miss you very ......much."
Yi Yan turned around and took a wet towel from the table and handed it to Lin Yingxue: "Wipe it." ”
Lin Yingxue's tears were still in her eyes, and she saw Yi Yan's gentle and clear face through the layers of water vapor, and she was a little distracted for a while, and Yi Yan pushed the wet wipes towards her again: "Huh? ”
Lin Yingxue's heart was full of joy, but she didn't dare to show it on her face, her arm trembled and took the wet towel and wiped her cheeks.
"Manager Liu, someone wants to see me, I didn't expect it to be you......" Yi Yan said softly.
"I ......" Lin Yingxue blushed slightly.
"What are you looking for from me?" Yi Yan sat on the sofa and asked.
"Yi Enthalpy, is Zhongqi Group a subsidiary of Muse?" Lin Yingxue asked.
"That's right."
"That'...... Why did you cancel your cooperation with Jinqiao? Lin Yingxue asked, "Because of the termination of cooperation, many large companies have also withdrawn their capital, and now Jinqiao Company is facing the threat of bankruptcy......
Yi Yan frowned slightly, "I don't quite understand what you're ......"
"Jinqiao Company is our family's enterprise." Lin Yingxue, "My mother has handed it over to me to take care of it in the past two years. ”
"Originally, the cooperation with Zhongqi was good, but suddenly Zhongqi terminated the cooperation with us, and many large companies also withdrew for a while, I don't understand what our company is not doing well? Or is it because of something else......"
Yi Yan pondered for a while, "I really don't know this, although Zhongqi is our subsidiary, they have the right to decide any affairs of the company's development, so you should go to the president of Zhongqi to ask about cooperation." ”
"Yi Enthalpy......" Lin Yingxue suddenly squatted down to Yi Enthalpy and put one hand on his knee, pitifully, "The president of Zhongqi doesn't want to see me at all, I beg you, can you help me?" ”
"Because of financial problems, we can't repay the loan on time, if there is no financing at the end of this month, my company will face bankruptcy, I beg you, for the sake of our previous relationship, can you help me?"
Yi Yan looked at her quietly, "Have you ever interacted?" ”
Lin Yingxue was shocked, and shouted sneeringly: "Yi Enthalpy......"
The corners of Yi Yan's mouth pursed a wicked smile: "Sister Lin, if every woman I have ever dated comes to ask me for help, won't I be exhausted to death?" ”
Lin Yingxue had never seen Yi Yan look like this, cold and gloomy, and in an instant, she felt that her hairs stood on end, she only felt surprised, how did her gentle appearance just now suddenly change so quickly? But she can't give up, Yi Enthalpy is her only way out, if Yi Enthalpy doesn't agree, then she really has nothing. Lin Yingxue bit her lip secretly, her eyes fluttered, she put her slender hand on the back of Yi Enthalpy's hand and gently teased it, exhaling and saying quietly: "Yi Enthalpy, as long as you are willing to help me, you can let me do anything." ”
The back of the hand that was being caressed by her seemed to be gnawed by insects, and the disgust in Yi Yan's eyes was almost overflowing, and he suddenly withdrew his hand disdainfully: "Can you do anything?" ”
"Lin Yingxue, what do you think I will need you to do?"
"I ......" Yi Yingxue's reaction made Lin Yingxue a little surprised, and she was a little stunned.
"Simon!" Yi Yan shouted outside the door, and Simon immediately opened the door and walked in, "Sir." ”
"Send Sister Lin back."
"Yes." Simon answered, and came up to Lin Yingxue, "Sister Lin"
"Easy enthalpy, easy enthalpy, no...... I'm not leaving, Yi Yan ......" Lin Yingxue shouted loudly, and when she touched Yi Yan's cold eyes, she was immediately silenced.
Yi Yan's eyes wandered, and he exhaled, "Send Sister Lin to see the president of Zhongqi." ”
Simon looked at Yi Enthalpy in disbelief, but when he saw Yi Enthalpy's indifferent face, he immediately understood what was going on, but Lin Yingxue didn't expect Yi Enthalpy to do this, and he was so excited that he got carried away and said, "Yi Enthalpy......"
"Thank you......"
Yi Yan looked at Lin Yingxue's departing back, the corners of his lips rose with a bloodthirsty sneer, and he made a phone call casually: "Pei Cheng, send the collected evidence over." ”
Simon personally sent Lin Yingxue to meet the president of Zhongqi, but what kind of person is the president of Zhongqi, and the position of president is naturally not to be ignored, and he is very comfortable in figuring out the thoughts of his boss, knowing that Simon is just taking her to go through the motions, so he politely sent Lin Yingxue away.
"Sir, Pei Cheng, the people of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection took Lin Jinzhi away today."
In the lazy afternoon sun, Yi Yan was lying on a recliner basking in the sun, and Simon was beside him.
"Hmm......" Yi Yan replied lazily.
Simon's lips moved, and he wanted to ask something, but he didn't ask after all, he didn't have a good impression of Lin Yingxue, but now that her company is bankrupt and her father is also in custody, it is really pitiful for the famous lady to fall into this miserable situation for a while. Silently sighed in his heart, and was thinking wildly when he suddenly heard Yi Yan ask, "Is there something on the radio station?" ”
"Nope." Simon immediately said, "Sister Nan's program today was recorded in advance, and it will be broadcast on eight nights. ”
"Hmmm......"
"Tomorrow the radio will hold an annual meeting." Simon pondered, "The address is at the Grand Hotel. ”
"And Sister Nan seems to have to perform a show."
"Show?" Yi Yan repeated in a low voice, opened his eyes, and the bright sunlight instantly brightened his eyes, flashing with golden light.
"Yes, according to Sister Nan, she has to perform a show every year, usually a piano and a zither, but this year it seems that she is dancing with a few girls from the radio." Simon replied.
"Dancing?" Yi Yan sat up and looked at Simon with interest, "You Nanshu want to dance?" ”
"Yes, if the situation remains the same, Sister Nan will perform and dance."
Yi Yan touched his chin, pursed his lips and laughed, he had never seen this woman dance, dance? It's really funny......
"When does the annual meeting start?"
"Six." Simon replied.
"I've postponed my schedule for tomorrow, and I'm going to the annual meeting tomorrow." Yi Yan sat up from the recliner and walked into the room.
"Yes." Simon took a deep breath and mourned silently for Nanshu, this annual meeting is destined to be calm.
Today, Lei Rang did not come to the magazine, nor did he ask Fang Minhao, a personal assistant, to accompany him, Fang Minhao finally got some free time to work hard.
Because recently, a colleague of the magazine who has been working part-time as the president's personal assistant has been very critical of Fang Minhao, but Fang Minhao has never taken other people's gossip to heart, anyway, he will not do anything in front of him, and he is happy to pretend not to know.
He is living freely, but some people have never been at ease and are always thinking about him.
Park Seung-joon observed him through the glass window upstairs for a long time, and saw that he had been immersed in his work, discussing something with his colleagues from time to time, and his heart was even more angry.
Finally waiting for the time for the copywriting to be reported, Fang Minhao walked upstairs with a stack of copywriting, Park Seungjun straightened his tie and turned around to sit back at the desk, coughing dryly and clearing his throat. His eyes were glued to the door, and after a while, he heard a knock on the door, and Park Seungjun said loudly, "Come in." ”
Someone opened the door and walked in: "Editor-in-chief, this is a selection of pictures for this issue, you can take a look." ”
Park Seungjun was stunned, it was not Fang Minhao, but Zhu Yan.
"Zhu Yan?" Park Seungjun looked at her suspiciously, and Zhu Yan replied with a blank face, "Yes, editor-in-chief, is there any problem?" ”
Park Seungjun's fingers on one side clenched tightly, suppressed his anger and flipped the copywriter twice, Zhu Yan: "Editor-in-chief, if there is nothing to do, I will go to work first." After turning around and leaving, Park Seungjun stopped her, "Let Fang Minhao come up, I have some work questions to ask him." ”
"Oh......" Zhu Yan was a little puzzled, but he still went downstairs honestly.
"Editor Fang, the editor-in-chief told you to go up."
"Me?" Fang Minhao frowned, he asked Zhu Yan to help deliver the information just now because he didn't want to see him, but he didn't expect that he still couldn't hide.
"Hmm." Zhu Yantou stretched out his hand and patted Fang Minhao, "Editor Fang, I've done my best." The editor-in-chief still wants to see you, no way! ”
Fang Minhao's eyes rolled slightly, and Zhu Yan looked at him as if he was reluctant: "Are you afraid that the editor-in-chief will scold you because of the part-time assistant to the president?" ”
Fang Minhao sighed, and Zhu Yan smiled: "Don't worry, the editor-in-chief is powerful, but can he be bigger than the president?" Don't worry if you have the president as a big backer! ”
Fang Minhao had no choice but to walk up, and after a few hesitations, he knocked on the door, and a cold voice came from inside: "Come in." ”
"Editor-in-chief, you're looking for me." Fang Minhao walked to the desk and lowered his head.
"Hmph......" Park Chengjun put Wen Jiàn aside and sneered a few times, "Yes, now Assistant Fang's status is noble, and I really can't see him if I don't invite him." ”
"Where is the editor-in-chief, I'm just an editor, and the editor-in-chief has something to do." Fang Minhao smiled awkwardly.
Park Seungjun pushed the chair, got up and walked in front of Fang Minhao and forcibly suppressed his anger: "Fang Minhao, do you have to anger me to be happy?" ”
"I didn't." Fang Minhao argued.
"You don't?" Park Seungjun stared at his eyes and said word by word, "You go out to be his personal assistant every day, and when you come back to the magazine, you don't even dare to enter my office, and you leave early after work every day, and I can't see you when I go to your house, Fang Minhao, you sue me, what are you doing when you are not avoiding me?" ”
His words were justified, but Fang Minhao was a little weak and didn't dare to look at his eyes, because he was right, he was indeed avoiding him, and the more time he spent with Lei Rang, the more he felt sorry for Park Seungjun, and the less he knew how to face Park Seungjun.
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