Epilogue 60
"Mr. Sun, look at this ......" Rong Yan tried to control her tone, "Can you deposit this money in the bank and then transfer it to me, my side...... I don't have so many people, and I don't have so much money, I don't have a place to put it, now...... The banks are all closed. ”
"I'm so sorry, Miss Rong." Sun Derong's tone was smiling, but his attitude was tough, "This money is the money I received recently, so I will trouble you to work hard, you see...... What do you think? ”
The other party was obviously a little unhappy, and Rong Yan couldn't say anything more, so she could only trouble herself.
"That'...... All right? ”
Seeking wealth and danger, Rong Yan also knows that the other party's money should not come very authentically.
It's just that it's rare to meet such a generous owner, and she is now forced to do so.
The shareholders are pressing, and if they don't hurry up to improve the company's performance, she, the president, will definitely be fired from the board of directors.
This kind of thing is also common in circles, but it is just a false account, and when the time comes, the money will go into the pocket.
After the two parties made an appointment on the time and place, Rong Yan stood up from the chair and grabbed the car keys.
"I have something to go out, and I'll call you when I'm sure of the specific time."
Seeing that she was leaving, Wen Ruowan hurriedly stood up and trotted over to help her open the door.
Rong Yan came over with her bag, and Wen Ruowan raised her palm to grab her arm.
"You ......"
Rong Yan turned her face.
"There's a hair!" Wen Ruowan raised her left hand to pluck a piece of hair from her shoulder, and with her right hand, she glued something under Rong Yan's handbag, "You slow down." ”
Rong Yan glanced at her and walked out of the office.
Wen Ruowan smiled and followed, pretending to be on the phone and walking aside, watching Wen Ruowan walk into the elevator, she stuffed her phone back into her pocket in a cold sweat and held the Bluetooth headset on her ear.
"I put things in."
"I know." Tian Ye's voice was still as calm as ever, "Hard Miss Wen, now you can go home." ”
"Then my business ......"
"Don't worry, you are also a victim, we will not hold you responsible, if there is a need I will contact you again."
"Thank you, thank you!"
Wen Ruowan was like being pardoned, took off the headphones and stuffed them into her handbag, and when she went downstairs, her steps had slowed down a lot.
Meanwhile.
The elevator has arrived at the parking lot downstairs, Rong Yan hooked the car key out of the elevator, took out her mobile phone from her bag and called the company's financial director, telling him to find a few accounting staff to go to the company to prepare to collect money.
Although the financial director was puzzled, he still agreed very obediently, after all, it was Rong Yan's order, and he didn't dare not listen.
Stuffing the phone back into the backpack, Rong Yan didn't notice that there was a small tracker under her backpack.
Walked to the corner of the parking lot, pulled out her white car and sat in, Rong Yan started the car and drove out of the parking lot of the building.
Shortly after exiting the parking lot, a black car parked on the side of the road followed, not far behind hers.
Coming out of the parking lot, Rong Yan walked all the way, and when she was on the way, she watched several times, but she didn't find anything unusual.
Relaxing, she turned the car into a remote trot.
Moments later, the white Maserati pulls into a truck parking lot.
Rong Yan stopped the car and was about to call Sun Derong when a young man walked out of the big iron gate not far away and raised his right hand at her.
Rong Yan restarted the car, drove into the big iron gate, and saw Sun Derong sitting on his car angrily.
Seeing her, the other party stood up with a smile.
"Miss Rong!"