Nan's headquarters.

After the regular meeting in the morning as usual, Nan Yuheng returned to the president's office.

Qin Yan followed him to report on today's work.

"Mr. Nan, the three projects set last week have been carried out according to the normal schedule, and the summary reports compiled by the relevant person in charge are here with me, and you will see if there is anything that needs to be adjusted later."

Qin Yan put a stack of materials on his desk.

After a pause, he thought again:

"Oh, there is also the project with Cheng's Group, I need to negotiate with the person in charge of Cheng's in the past two days...... Vice President Wu Hui Wu, who has just returned from overseas, has not yet been assigned a task, and he can negotiate the work, which can be handed over to Vice Wu——"

"Vice President Wu just came back." Nan Yuheng, who was in the office chair, interrupted him lightly and said, "I'm not familiar with Cheng's project yet. ”

"It's not appropriate for him to take over projects that have already been undertaken."

Qin Yan was stunned.

Quickly adjust the arrangement, "Yes, then I'll make sure the right person later-"

"Don't bother."

Qin Yan: "? ”

Nan Yuheng took the project book about Cheng's Group and turned two pages with his eyes down.

"There is no arrangement today, I will go to negotiate in person. Other things, you look at the arrangement. ”

Qin Yan: "......"

Just a negotiation.

It's a bit overkill to let the vice president of the company go, boss, don't be too obvious about your intentions!

Seeing that he was still there, Nan Yuheng lifted his eyes to him, "Anything else?" ”

Qin Yan shook his head again and again, "No, no." ”

"I just want to ask," he said silently, "when is the right time to negotiate?" ”

Nan Yuheng closed the project book and glanced at his watch: "Now." ”

***

Meanwhile.

Cheng family.

Cheng Shaohui was slightly ill in the past two days, rested at home, and did not go to the company.

Since the last time the card was suspended, Cheng Nianan has started a long-term plan to reserve a 'small treasury'.

Although she is no longer short of money and all her bank cards have been unfrozen, she still maintains the habit of expanding her small treasury.

Just in case there are any more surprises.

When she got up in the morning, seeing that the weather was good today, she planned to go to the bank to buy a few more gold bars.

Cheng Shaohui, who was resting at home, heard that she was going out, so he threw her a document.

"Nian'an, you send it to the secretariat by the way, and let them come and get it again."

Cheng Nianan took it smoothly and drove his Maserati out the door.

***

An hour later.

Cheng Nianan came out of the company.

I was about to go home, and when I walked around the corner, I was suddenly hit by someone.

She subconsciously wanted to step back.

But suddenly someone grabbed his wrist.

"Cheng Nian'an?"

There was two points of surprise in the words of the person who was dragging her.

"Are you willing to come back from abroad?"

Cheng Nianan raised his eyebrows.

The person in front of him was Song Shuolin.

Some time ago, Cheng Shaohui's marriage was one of the candidates on the list to be determined.

She wrestled her wrist, her voice cold, "Let go." ”

Song Shuolin didn't move.

looked at Cheng Nianan condescendingly, and his eyes were impregnated with arrogance in the wealthy family.

"The last time we made an appointment to meet, I waited for you for an hour and didn't see you."

"Later, I heard that Miss Cheng was very dissatisfied with the marriage, so she went abroad to fight the marriage, and now she is willing to come back from abroad, and finally figured it out?"

"Do you want to figure out what it has to do with you?" Cheng Nian'an's face turned cold, and she shook her hand violently, "The two families will not marry at all, Song Shuolin, you let go!" ”

At the same time.

A black Cayenne slowly pulled up to the parking lot.

Qin Yan just stepped on the brakes and didn't wait for the ignition to turn off.

In the afterglow, Leng Buding saw Cheng Nianan next to the company.

and Song Shuolin, who seemed to be pestering in front of her.

Qin Yan stared at it for two seconds.

After making sure that he was not wrong, he quickly looked at Nan Yuheng in the back seat through the rearview mirror.

When he looked over, Nan Yuheng had already spotted Cheng Nianan and Song Shuolin in front of him.

Without waiting for Qin Yan to speak, the door of the back seat was pushed open, and Nan Yuheng's face was cold, and he strode towards that side.

In Song Shuolin's view, the marriage of Song and Cheng is a sure thing.

But the last time the two families made an appointment to meet, Cheng Nianan didn't come for a long time, which made him lose face in front of everyone.

Song Shuolin had resentment in his heart.

Since he met Cheng Nianan this time, he naturally wouldn't let her leave easily, and he was bent on regaining the face he lost last time.

Song Shuolin ignored Cheng Nian'an's resistance, and wanted to forcibly pull her to the car in the name of marriage.

But as soon as he moved half a step, a cold white slender palm clamped on his wrist, forcing him to let go of the force that was holding Cheng Nian'an.

Immediately afterwards, the cold and awe-inspiring voice fell word by word.

"In front of the public, what does Song Shao want to do?"

Successfully escaped, Cheng Nianan subconsciously took a step behind Nan Yuheng.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the red marks on her wrists, and the corners of Nan Yuheng's eyes and eyebrows overflowed with a little coldness that could not be concealed.

When he saw Nan Yuheng here, Song Shuolin sighed.

Especially Cheng Nian'an's face was cold, and he looked at him vigilantly, as if he had forcibly done something to her.

In order to avoid misunderstanding, and to avoid offending the Nan family and implicating the entire Song family, Song Shuolin instantly changed his face, laughed with him, and explained in a loud voice:

"Mr. Nan, you misunderstood, I just said a few words to my fiancée to cultivate a relationship before marriage."

"Fiancée?" The corners of Nan Yuheng's lips tugged and spit out a few words.

Song Shuolin hurriedly nodded, "Mr. Nan, you have every opportunity, you must have heard that the Song family and the Cheng family are about to get married, and Cheng Nianan is my fiancée." ”

The corners of Nan Yuheng's lips pulled out a trace of arc.

The smile was cold.

Half a point does not reach the fundus of the eye.

He glanced at Cheng Nian'an meaninglessly.

A pair of cold eyes, under the thin calm, hide the dark surging up.

"Oh? Marriage? ”

"Who agreed?"