Chapter 8: The Fire Goes Strange, SM Meets
He Jiawen and Shen Qing were silent for a long time.
"He Shao, Miss He is very strong, don't look at her soft and weak, in fact, she has a spicy personality and is a master who does not suffer." Shen Qing broke the silence and felt that he should comfort his young master.
"No one is invincible, I have seen her cry, a hug can be her harbor." He Jiawen rubbed his temples.
Shen Qing said: "Miss He, as the top student in the college entrance examination in Guangdong City, also applied for the Peiyou Heshi Scholarship set up by He Lao, although it was only 160,000 yuan, in the case of no relatives and the compassionate money was cheated away, this scholarship is life-saving money." ”
"In that case, she can still be the top student in the college entrance examination, my girl, give me too many surprises!" Although He Jiawen was sad in his heart, he was also a little proud.
"There's another surprise, do you want to hear it, or do you want to see it yourself?" Shen Qing glanced at the document.
"You say it first, I'll take a closer look when I'm free." He Jiawen also glanced at the document.
"That Sanmei Yin, Miss He's Grandma Yin, is a veterinarian." After speaking, Shen Qing smiled meaningfully.
He Jiawen's eyes obviously crossed a touch of surprise, in the past two days, he has shown off when he sees people, his girlfriend is super interested, she has studied medicine with her grandmother, and the needles she helped him sew are better than the director of Latham and Shi Hospital. Today, it seems that this medicine is learned, but it is a veterinarian, fortunately, Sheng Changwei is not there, otherwise, it is indispensable to ridicule him again.
Shen Qing was afraid that He Jiawen would be angry, so she turned to the topic: "Miss He's mother had a large burn area, lived in a sterile ward, had serious dysfunction and complications, and her vital signs were maintained by special medical equipment. Not long after her mother walked on her front foot, Yin Sanmei was admitted to the hospital for acute heart failure, and she walked last year. From her mother to Yin Sanmei, in addition to medical insurance, there are still 1.6347 million yuan in arrears that have not been paid off, of which 210,000 yuan is owed to neighbors and friends, and most of the rest is owed to SM's boss Jin Shaomin. In the year of the fire, Lin Sen was forced by life to rob a pregnant woman, who was Jin Shaomin's wife, and now Lin Sen is helping Jin Shaomin do things, and Miss He is singing in the SM music bar.
He Jiawen said, "There shouldn't be any rich friends in her circle, everyone's life is not easy, in such a situation, those who can borrow money to help the girl are all people who treat her sincerely." Today, arrange someone to help her repay the money one by one, if you can, add the interest over the years to pay it back, the reason to help repay the money should be reasonable, not to embarrass the girl, and to have a good attitude when repaying the money, to make people comfortable, not to make people feel snobbish. Also, make an appointment with Mr. Jin of SM, and I will personally visit him in SM in the afternoon. ”
Shen Qing responded: "Hmm! In addition, Miss He and Lin Sen's parents were both transferred from the Beipu Chemical General Plant in Shangcheng to the branch factory in Yuecheng, and the fire broke out a little strangely that year, with a total of six people killed and one seriously injured. ”
"Go and check, along with Lin Sen's aunt and another person who burned to death. If it involves politics and can't be moved, let Sheng Changwei intervene. He Jiawen instructed Shen Qing.
"Okay, then I'll get busy first." Shen Qing drank the coffee in one go, got up and left, the coffee may need to be tasted, but Shen Qing is like drinking, it is finished in one sip, the style of a manly man.
When Shen Qing walked to the door, he seemed to think of something, turned back to He Jiawen and said, "Young Master, on the 9th of next month, Miss He's 22nd birthday." Also, her parents, Lin Sen's parents, Qin Lin, and Yin Sanmei are all buried in Tianmeiling, which is the mountain you went to see on the day you were injured. ”
He Jiawen looked at Shen Qing and nodded. Shen Qing turned to leave and closed the door with his hand.
Inside the door, He Jiawen sat at the desk, pondered for a while, and pressed the inner line: "Ah Feng, come here and bring the bidding materials of Tianmeiling." ”
"Okay." Hu Zhoufeng replied.
About two minutes later, Hu Zhoufeng knocked on the door and came in, handed over the information and said: "I have assessed that Tianmeiling is too remote and cannot be developed within ten years, and there is no return on investment at all." Mr. He, do you have other ideas? ”
He Jiawen looked down at the information of Tianmeiling and said: "Since there is no investment at all, other companies should not want it, so there is no need to bid, and find a way to buy it at the lowest price." The original auction was used for tourism, but it was changed to a special cemetery and bought in the name of He Jiawen. It will be completed by the 8th of the following month. ”
Hu Zhoufeng was extremely surprised, and couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips and said, "Okay! I'll handle this matter personally. In addition, Mr. Jin, who has made an appointment with SM, will see you at SM's Bluestone Pavilion at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and the afternoon meeting will be changed to tomorrow, and the time will remain the same. ”
"Hmm!" He Jiawen didn't do anything in the company this morning, and he was all revolving around He Jiawen's affairs. This little woman is really deep in his bone marrow.
He Jiawen took out his mobile phone and called Sheng Changwei: "Let's eat together at noon." ”
Sheng Changwei was participating in the special report meeting on the planning of key projects in the whole region held by the National Development and Reform Commission, which was not very convenient, and said concisely: "Time, place, send!" After that, he hung up.
"At 1 o'clock, SM Chinese Restaurant, at 3 o'clock, I made an appointment with Jin Shaomin, talk about something, together!" He Jiawen sent a WeChat message to Sheng Changwei.
"Okay." Sheng Changwei's words are still concise and to the point.
At 1 o'clock in the afternoon, three big men sat in the private room of SM Chinese Restaurant, eating and chatting.
Sheng Changwei picked up the cigarette case from the table, knocked out two cigarettes, gave one to Shen Qing, lit it himself, and asked He Jiawen lightly: "You and Jin Shaomin have no intersection of interests, how can you have something to talk about with him?"
He Jiawen said: "Talk about a deal, and ask him for two people by the way." ”
Sheng Changwei flicked the cigarette ash: "Which two people do you want?" Your girl and that short-haired girl? ”
He Jiawen's eyes picked slightly: "It's a long story, you'll know later." ”
Sheng Changwei looked at Shen Qing, who shrugged at him, spread his hands, and shook his head.
Sheng Changwei glanced at He Jiawen: "When you rolled down from the mountain, did you break your brain, this day and night are mysterious." ”
Shen Qing also complained and added: "The brain should not be broken, men in love are blind." Then he looked at Sheng Changwei, and added meaningfully with what He Jiawen had just said: "It's a long story, you'll know later!" ”
Sheng Changwei leaned back in the chair, stared at He Jiawen and Shen Qing, and couldn't help but sigh: "Shen Qing, you have also learned badly!" ”
At three o'clock, the three of them came to the Bluestone Pavilion on time.
Shen Qing was guarding the door, He Jiawen and Sheng Changwei knocked on the door and entered, and a man in his 30s was sitting at the tea table in the private room, wearing a dark blue shirt, wheat complexion, hair was neither long nor short, fashionably tied behind his head, and suddenly masculine and hard. The heart of the eyes is as black as ink, revealing a bloodthirsty light, and hiding unruliness.
The man got up to meet the two men who walked by.
He Jiawen took the lead in shaking hands with Jin Shaomin, who greeted him: "Mr. Jin, hello! I've heard the name for a long time, and I came to the door to disturb it today. ”
Jin Shaomin then shook hands with Sheng Changwei, and said with a smile: "How can you disturb, it's better to see than to hear, Mr. He and Mr. Sheng are younger and more promising than I imagined!" ”
The three of them sat down, and Jin Shaomin poured a cup of tea for the two of them, his fingers were slender and his bones were distinct. The two took the teacup and thanked them.
Jin Shaomin lowered his eyes to pour tea for himself, but he was not in a hurry to drink it after pouring the tea, but leaned on the back of the chair casually, looked at He Jiawen on the opposite side and said: "I don't know what Mr. He has to do with this appointment?" ”
The big guys talk about things, there is not so much red tape, and He Jiawen is also neat: "He Jiawen, who sings in your company's music bar, is my girlfriend, I heard that she owes Mr. Jin a sum of money, so I came over today and prepared to pay it back for her." ”
As he spoke, he took out a blank check from his shirt pocket, handed it to Jin Shaomin and said, "Thank you Mr. Jin for sending charcoal to my girlfriend." ”
Jin Shaomin took the check, glanced at it, put it aside, and said unhurriedly: "I didn't hear Xiaowen say that she has a boyfriend, and I didn't hear her say that someone would pay her back." ”
He Jiawen was silent: "The girl doesn't want me to worry, she has a high spirit, I have to help while coaxing." ”
One is called Xiaowen, the other is called a girl, they are all so affectionately called, as if they are declaring their sovereignty, Sheng Changwei took a sip of tea while he was there, looked lively, and said with a pleasant face: "Mr. Jin's tea is very good!" ”
Jin Shaomin gave Sheng Changwei tea, and said to He Jiawen: "It's coaxing and helping, Mr. He is really tired, so let's fill in 10 billion on the check, I don't know if it will be too much?" Can you give me some advice? ”