Chapter 2: The Duck in Hand
All the ducks in hand flew?
This is a contract that she worked hard for a week to get!
Shen Que couldn't sleep, his brain was directly sobered up, he turned over and sat up, and asked, "What's the matter?" β
As she spoke, she got out of bed while picking up her clothes, intending to rush to the company.
The little assistant on the phone explained everything clearly, and the contract they had originally set at ten o'clock to sign the contract, and the hotel and box were all set, so they sent someone directly over. Who knows, the manager on the other side called early in the morning and said that he needed to think again.
It's a matter of consideration, but it sounds like I'm not going to sign it.
I also heard that they are already looking for other companies privately.
That's why she's in such a hurry.
Hearing this, Shen Que couldn't go up or down in one breath.
The hand holding the phone tightened deeply, she lowered her eyes, flipped out the phone in the phone, and dialed it.
Didn't.
After a long voice, Shen Que made a few more calls.
Still didn't answer.
She could only dig out the assistant's phone number first, and said succinctly: "I'll go to their company now, and you come over with the contract to meet with me." β
Then, she hung up the phone and drove to the other company.
Downstairs at the company building, she boarded the elevator and took all the way to the seventeenth floor, facing herself in the mirror, she adjusted the curvature of the corners of her lips until she did not have the slightest anger.
'Ding Dong-' and the elevator doors opened.
Shen Que slowly stepped out of the elevator and walked to the front desk.
The front desk seemed to know in advance that she was coming, so she spoke in advance: "Miss Shen, our manager Guan is already waiting for you in the conference room." β
Shen Que: "Okay. β
Thinking about what to say later, she followed the steps of the front desk and walked down the long corridor to a conference room.
The front desk knocked on the door twice and asked in a low voice, "Manager Guan, Miss Shen has arrived." β
"Let her in."
Inexplicably, Shen Que felt that this voice was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember how familiar it was.
Subconsciously, she walked in with her feet raised.
With just one glance, Shen Que wanted to retreat.
But before leaving, the front desk had already closed the door, and no matter how much she wanted to go out, she couldn't get out.
Looking at Manager Guan, who was standing in front of the desk with a big belly and sweating, the corners of Shen Que's lips twitched, his eyes turned to Xie Yanan, who was sitting lazily in the seat, and lowered his head.
said: "Since Manager Guan still has something to do, then I'll first-" said goodbye.
Before the last two words could be spoken, Xie Yanan interrupted her: "Isn't Miss Shen going to talk to Manager Guan?" β
Manager Guan was amnesty: "Yes, Miss Shen, didn't you come to me to talk about the contract, it just so happens that our Mr. Xie is here, let's talk together." β
Mr. Xie?
She had checked this company before, and it had nothing to do with Xie's, and she had no plans to raise funds.
Where did this come from, Mr. Xie?
Shen Que was startled, and looked at the man uncontrollably.
Holding the pen in his bony hand, his face was pale, and his eyes were all focused on the computer, as if he didn't care at all about the outcome of their conversation.
But the fact that he was here itself brought a lot of oppression to Shen Que.
The sound of breathing in the office came and went.
Butβ
No one dared to speak.
Until, the man straightened his cuffs and said lightly: "Manager Guan, you know that I don't care about the company's affairs, you talk about you." β
"Yes, yesβ"
Manager Guan wiped the sweat from his forehead, led Shen Que to sit on the sofa beside him, and reached out to make her a pot of tea, losing her arrogant appearance from the previous few times.
The tip of the bud in the middle of the tea cup is floating and undulating, slightly rippling, and the mist is floating up.
Pushed in front of Shen Que.
She didn't want to take it, so she had to take it.
His eyes opened slightly, Shen Que pursed his lips, he just wanted to leave early, and it was best to stay away from Xie Yanan.
But after a few times, the middle-aged man opposite was like an old fritter, and his head was very slippery.
didn't mention the contract, but talked to Shen Que about chicken soup in life, and knocked on her background.
It sounds like it's stalling for time.
The fingertips on the edge of the tea cup tightened, and Shen Que knew very well that as long as Xie Yanan was here today, this contract would not be signed.
Her brows furrowed slightly, and she just wanted to leave.
Coincided with a phone access.
After a pause, she still couldn't say the goodbye, she subconsciously followed the voice, Manager Guan smiled apologetically, took the phone, and was about to go out.
Before leaving, he didn't forget to say: "Mr. Xie, I have some things, please talk to Miss Shen first." β
Xie Yanan glanced at him lightly, got up with a clear figure, walked to the small sofa next to him, and sat opposite Shen Que.