This little girl must be new, Yan Murong thought to herself.

But then again, he hasn't been to Minghua Group for a long time, and Su Qingwu often goes there.

So, Yan Murong suddenly had a whimsical idea and wanted to tease this little girl.

"She's my sister-in-law." Yan Murong said with a serious face.

"Is she from our company?" The little girl asked, tilting her head.

"Didn't I do it?" Yan Murong said with a smile. "Just let me in."

"Nope." The little girl grabbed Yan Murong's arm and said. "If you want to go in, you must first go to the front desk to register - and besides, this elevator is the exclusive elevator of our chairman, you can't use it."

This little girl is dedicated enough, Yan Murong thought happily in her heart.

"You're new here?" Yan Murong asked.

"Y-hey, why are you asking this?" When the little girl heard Yan Murong's words, she subconsciously wanted to answer, and as soon as she spit out a word, she felt that she didn't need to tell him this.

"That's the new guy." Yan Murong didn't want to tease her anymore and said. "My name is Yan Murong, my sister-in-law is Yan Minghua, and she is the chairman of your company."

"Who are you getting?" The little girl rolled her eyes angrily, it's not cold outside, why is this man's brain almost frozen? Is your sister-in-law our chairman? Hmph, such a stupid excuse to trick a fool into playing?

However, thinking about it, she felt that something was wrong—it seemed that their chairman was indeed surnamed Yan.

At this moment, the elevator in front of him made a soft "ding" sound, the elevator door opened, and a woman wearing a light gray professional uniform and a pair of rimless glasses walked out of the elevator, holding a folder in her hand, walking in a hurry, as if she was going to do something urgent.

As soon as she stepped out of the elevator, she saw the two people standing in front of the elevator, and when her eyes fell on Yan Murong, she couldn't help but be stunned.

"Yan Murong, Mr. Yan?" The woman asked tentatively.

"Someone who knows me." Yan Murong grinned, pointed to the little girl at the front desk who was pulling his arm. "Tell her quickly, I'm looking for my sister-in-law for something."

"Mr. Yan, I'm really sorry." The woman hurriedly apologized. "I'm Yan Ming's secretary Lei Yu."

After introducing himself, Lei Yu's face became stern, and he looked at the little girl and said. "This is Mr. Yan Murong Yan, you've been here for more than a month, don't you want to look at the photos on the company's intranet?"

"I- I'm sorry, I really don't know." The little girl will believe it, the man in front of her is really the chairman's nephew, it's over, it's really over.

"What's your name?" Yan Murong waved his hand and asked with a smile.

"My name is Song Wanxin." The little girl replied timidly.

"Alright, got it." Yan Murong nodded, turned his head to look at Lei Yu again, and said. "It's okay, Secretary Lei, you're busy with yours, I'll go up first."

"Okay, I'm just going out on errands." Lei Yu smiled and nodded, glared at Song Wanxin fiercely, and then hurriedly walked out.

Walking into the elevator, Yan Murong smiled at Song Wanxin, who looked aggrieved, and then pressed the button, and the elevator door closed with a "ding".

When he pushed open the door of Yan Minghua's office, Yan Minghua was not the only one in the room, Yan Minghua was sitting behind the desk, and on the sofa, there was a man, to be exact, a foreign man. Moreover, this foreign man, Yan Murong, also knew Larson Cape, which was the arrow he wanted to block as Mojana's shield.

What is he doing here? Yan Murong's thoughts turned sharply, although this guy's royal family had long been wiped out, the Capet family's strength in France was not small, and it was about the same as the Yan family's status in China. This guy doesn't stay in France well, raises flowers and walks birds every day, or takes two dogs to the street to tease the French blonde girl, and lives his aristocratic life, why did he come here?

"Mr. Yan, we meet again."

Seeing Yan Murong come in, it was Larson Capet who spoke first. Standing up from the sofa, he looked at Yan Murong politely and smiled.

"What are you doing?" Yan Murong asked knowingly, looking at him with a thoughtful expression. "What's the deal?"

"It's not a card or something." The smile on Larson Capet's face remained unchanged as he explained earnestly. "My name is Larson Capet."

"Yes, it's just this card, it's too long, I can't remember clearly." Yan Murong smiled, didn't sit on the sofa, but pulled the chair across from Yan Minghua's desk and sat down in a big way.

"You talk, you talk about something, leave me alone." Yan Murong said with a smile.

"Little Swallow, why are you here?" Yan Minghua smiled, walked around the desk, looked down at Yan Murong and asked. Obviously, this is not the right time to talk about business.

"There's something about it, since you have something to talk about, I'll listen."

"Then you should be honest." Yan Minghua nodded, sat directly on the desk, looked at Larson Cape, and said. "Mr. Capet, shall we continue the conversation?"

"Of course." Larson Capet also sat down and said with a smile. "President Yan, I hope the two of us can cooperate."

"I don't understand." Yan Minghua shook his head.

"If there's anything I don't know, I can answer for you." Larson Capet said.

"I don't understand, when are you Capet going to enter the automotive industry?"

"It seems that President Yan still knows our Capet family very well." Larson Capet laughed. "It's just that you don't know everything enough - our Capet family is involved in a lot of industries, and of course, we have been involved in the automotive industry for a long time. Logo, Renault, Citroën, we Capet family have shares in it. ”

"How do you want to work together?" Yan Minghua asked quietly, ignoring Larson Cape's proud look. "You know, the island nation of Mitsui Consortium has become our partner - of course, they are also agents in Southeast Asia, and they have very favorable terms."

"I think President Yan misunderstood what I meant." Larson Capet shook his head with a smile.

"And what do you mean?" Yan Minghua asked.

"Actually, I didn't want to be an agent in Europe." As he spoke, he paused and said. "I mean, I'm paying for the technical specifications of your solar car."

"Giggles." Yan Minghua suddenly laughed, stood up straight, and looked Larson Cape up and down before saying. "Sir, have you caught the door in your head?"