Song Hewan wondered if she had misheard, and Mr. Ling spoke in a tone as if he was joking. He said, let her follow Tang Yuwen to the field due diligence?

Is this true?

Can't wait for her to ask questions, Tang Yuwen asked: "Mr. Ling, can you report the expenses of their interns' business trips?" ”

Mr. Ling thought for a while, "No problem, she doesn't take the account of the project department, just put it in the expenditure of our own department." ”

Tang Yuwen weighed Ling Yi's words, and understood most of them in her heart. It seems that Mr. Ling probably thinks that Song Hewan is usable and plans to train her well.

"Okay, Mr. Ling."

"When you're done writing the list, you'll send her a copy tomorrow. Send her the information of the due diligence company and explain to her the credit evaluation logic of the urban investment company. ”

"Okay, Mr. Ling." Tang Yuwen responded, turned her head to look at Song Hewan and said, "Come with me, before you get off work, I'll go through the logic for you, and you can read the information slowly when you go home." ”

"Okay, Mr. Tang." Song Hewan thought about it and said to Ling Yi again: "Thank you, Mr. Ling." ”

Ling Yi nodded, motioning for her to get busy.

may be due to the tight time, Tang Yuwen told Song Hewan that the analysis logic of the urban investment industry is very simple, but after thinking about it, there are many things that she has not understood.

However, fortunately, Tang Yuwen also saw that she looked ignorant and confused.

sent a few more materials to Song Hewan and said to her: "These are the logical frameworks of urban investment researched by other brokerages, which are very well sorted out. Chengtou said that it is not difficult, and it is not easy to say that it is simple, and I will teach you while watching it in the future, and you will have experience after watching more. “

Song Hewan clicked on the folder to see - "XX Securities: The Past and Present Life of Urban Investment Companies", "Urban Investment Credit Analysis, Starting from Four Trillion". These names are interesting, and they still look not very serious, Song Hewan thought to herself.

"These materials are the situation of the company we went to due diligence on Wednesday and Thursday, you should familiarize yourself with it as soon as possible." Tang Yuwen added.

"Okay, thank you, Mr. Tang. Also, is there anything else I need to pay attention to? ”

In her previous life, she worked in the finance department, and I saw someone ask their department for reimbursement after a business trip, but she herself had never traveled on a business trip, which was also a new experience for her.

Tang Yuwen looked at Song Hewan with a soft expression, and a light smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. "You remember to wear more, you can bring a down jacket. At this time, it should be very cold over there. You don't have to worry about anything else. ”

Hearing Tang Yuwen's words, Song Hewan's heart was inexplicably relieved.

When I returned to my desk, I saw that it was 5:15. She sorted out all the documents she received today, and sorted out the analysis logic of the urban investment company that Tang Yuwen had just "taught" to her, and typed it into word.

At 5:35 p.m., Mr. Ling walked out of the office on time with a big stride on his bag.

Then, in less than 10 minutes, Song Hewan saw that all the employees of the credit management department had left work one after another. The retreat was so fast that by 5:45, only she, Chen Lu and Tang Yuwen were left empty in the entire department.

She was simply stunned.

The off-duty tradition of this department is very good!

During the day, everyone is busy with work, and at night they simply go home to rest. Just because you are busy with work, you don't have to take up the time of your life.

This situation is really rare in the financial industry.

Tang Yuwen also noticed that the two new interns had not left yet, so she kindly reminded them: "You don't have to wait here, just go home as soon as you get off work." ”

"Mr. Tang, do you need my help with your interview list?" Song Hewan asked, after all, let her follow, she consciously thought that she should also take on part of the work.

"No, I'm almost done here, tomorrow Mr. Ling will finish reading it, and I'll send you a copy." You two go home quickly, the first day of work, get used to it first. ”

"Okay." Song Hewan no longer excused herself with Tang Yuwen.

She glanced at Chen Lu and saw that the other party was also staring at her. So, she showed a gentle smile and asked, "Are you off work?" ”

Chen Lu thought for a while and said to her, "Let's go, together." ”

After the two of them said goodbye to Tang Yuwen, they walked out together. They walked through the workplace in Hengchuan, passed by several departments, and many people did not get off work.

It turns out that not all departments of Hengchuan have such excellent off-duty traditions! Song Hewan thought secretly in her heart.

Song Hewan and Chen Lu walked through the long corridor that was silent and uninhabited together, waiting for the elevator in the elevator room.

"I just heard Mr. Tang say, are you going to take you on a business trip?" Chen Lu opened his mouth and asked Song Hewan.

She felt very unbalanced inside, and although she had made a mistake today, she would not take only one intern and ignore the other.

Song Hewan knew that this matter would inevitably displease Chen Lu, but if she pretended to be stupid, it might make the other party even more angry and even jealous.

So, she said calmly: "Yes, I said that I asked Mr. Tang to take me."

"I really envy you, you can go on a business trip as soon as you come, it is said that the scenery in southern Xinjiang is very beautiful, it sounds so amazing!" It is impossible for Chen Lu not to be jealous at all, but she also understands in her heart that Song Hewan is not to blame for this.

It's all Ling Yi who has a lot of things!

Because of such a trivial matter, he blew his beard and glared at her, without any grace. Now, even if there is such an opportunity, she is not considered at all.

It seems that the likelihood of her staying in the credit management department is really slim. She must quickly find a way to change to another department.

Bite! When the elevator arrived, the two girls walked into the elevator with their own hearts.

When she got downstairs, Song Hewan saw Jian Zhiyan waiting outside the door. When it was time to get off work, it was crowded with people, and office workers had to rush out of the office building. Approaching from afar, the young man didn't seem to see people coming and going, only Song Hewan was in his eyes, and there was only that person between heaven and earth.

But Jian Zhiyan stopped there at random, and the young girls passing by frequently turned around and whispered.

"Wow! This boy is so handsome! The temperament is good, too! ”

"Then you go and ask for a WeChat."

"Just go!"

A bold and beautiful girl stepped forward, her demeanor was downright and generous, and she looked at Jian Zhiyan with a bright smile. "Hello, your backpack looks good, can you add a WeChat and send me a link?"

Jian Zhiyan looked at Song Hewan, who was about to come over, and said coldly to the girl: "No, my girlfriend is coming, please let me go." ”

The girl turned around and saw Song Hewan coming over, she glanced at Jian Zhiyan again, thinking that the two were indeed right. So, she shook her head regretfully and turned away.

This scene was seen by Song Hewan and Chen Lu, but they didn't hear what he said to the girl.

Chen Lu jokingly teased Jian Zhiyan and said, "Yo, handsome guy Jane, this is the first day of work and someone asked for WeChat?" Immediately, she looked at Song Hewan and asked her curiously, "Is he particularly popular in your school?" ”

Song Hewan winked at her and skinned, "Of course, it's super popular with girls, this is our big school grass." ”

Hearing Song Hewan make fun of him, Jian Zhiyan was a little embarrassed. This is the first time Song Hewan has said that he is a school grass, so does she also think that she is very good-looking?

Jian Zhiyan was happy in his heart, he looked at Song Hewan, and the smile in the corner of his eyes was about to overflow.

Young people's youthful ignorance is the first taste of candy-like sweetness, but what about middle-aged people's marriage? There are thousands of unhappy marriages, but they all end in the same way.

The life of Zhang Yanyi, the school doctor at Ninghai University, seems to have become a little unfortunate since a few years ago.

I thought that the marriage arranged by my parents would not be wrong, and the other party was equivalent to my family background and was the right person. The husband is handsome and golden, and he is a well-known artist.

When they got married, he didn't care whether his fans would lose their fans, and Dafang made an official announcement on Weibo. But he never let any information about her leak out, and protected her well.

He also attracted more fans because of his favorite wife. People say that she has a good life, and that she must have saved the galaxy in her last life, so that she has such a handsome husband who loves her.

But is she really happy?

Perhaps, she should be as happy and content as people think. However, she can't fool herself, she often feels a sense of powerlessness in life, and everything in front of her doesn't seem to be what she wants.

She doesn't need to be glamorous in front of people, she just hopes to be the same as the husband and wife in the world - two people nest in the sofa, watch TV series together, or do housework together, laundry and cooking, firewood, rice, oil and salt, and fireworks in the world.

In the past, her husband rarely stayed at home with her, but during this time, his career seemed to have encountered ups and downs, and he did not receive any work.

She was very happy, the two of them were not short of money, and he had promised that if he was free, he would accompany her as she expected.

But that's not the case.

When Zhang Yanyi mopped the floor at her husband's feet at home, there was a large piece of leftover kiwi skin on the ground, and she said softly to her husband, "Pick it up." ”

At this time, her husband held the game pad and said to her impatiently: "You just keep mopping and pile up all the dirty things?" ”

Zhang Yanyi said: "Kiwi is very sweet, drag it all the way, isn't it sweet on the ground?" That's going to attract bugs. ”

The husband said in an unhappy tone: "It's just the skin, what kind of flesh can there be, where will there be the ones you said?" I'll finish it, don't be here endlessly. ”

"Pick it up." Zhang Yanyi insisted. "I mop the floor, can't you just pick it up?"

The husband stopped his game and went berserk in anger. "What? Do you think I'm idle now? Nothing to do? I can't even play a game! Isn't it just work, depending on your virtue! ”

"I'm quite tired from work, but I just asked you to pick up the kiwi skin that fell on the ground, as for getting angry like this?" Angry and aggrieved emotions welled up in his wife's heart, and she put down the mop in her hand and sat down quietly.

"Just mop the ground and give you a grievance? How many times have you mopped the floor? Can yelling like this exhaust you? ”

Zhang Yanyi felt that her husband was unreasonable, just asking him to pick up something, why did he have a sudden seizure. "Housework is supposed to be done by two people together, I mop the floor, you just pick up a fruit peel that you dropped yourself, is there a problem with that?"

"Questions? Just a fruit peel? Just because I don't have a job now, are you chirping like this? What's wrong with doing a little work to exhaust you to death, I really regret marrying you there! The husband's decibel level rose a few degrees, and he shouted at his wife with a hoarse roar, his eyes wide like a brass bell, and his face was hideous.

The wife looked at her husband with an angry face distorted in disbelief - this is the maniac who protects his wife by word of mouth, a peerless good man.

She picked up her phone and wanted someone to talk to.

However, I don't know who to turn to. After getting married, she gradually reduced her social interaction because she was afraid of being photographed by the paparazzi, afraid of affecting his career and causing trouble to him. Friends of the past have rarely been in touch with each other, let alone talked about these topics.

She looked at her phone and froze.

The husband strode forward and snatched the mobile phone from the woman's hand and slammed it to the ground. "Who are you trying to complain to or which man are you going to talk to?"