After the divorce, the ex-husband cried and proposed to remarry

Chapter 355
Old Zhao's face was flushed red, the whites of his eyes were also red, and the expression on his face was extremely upset.

He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something more, but in the end he kept his mouth shut because of the face of the old gentleman who promoted and trusted him.

Old Zhao waved his hand, picked up the wine glass in front of him, and yelled at Chen Yelin: "Brother, don't say anything, just think I'm drunk today, make up nonsense, and forget about it today."

"Drink, let's drink, or else this bottle of good wine will be wasted..."

Seeing Lao Zhao's appearance of drinking away his worries, Chen Yelin put on a thoughtful appearance.

Old Zhao, who had swallowed a few cups of bitter wine by himself, finally noticed his friend who had an unusual reaction tonight.

"Hey, brother Chen, what's going on with you today? Why are you sitting here all night without saying a word, and you don't talk like you used to?"

"Oh, I see—" As if he suddenly remembered something, Lao Zhao suddenly realized something, and then patted his face embarrassedly, "Look at my dog's memory, the company you worked in before Did the pharmaceutical company go bankrupt, did you invite me to dinner today because you want to change your working environment and change your mood?"

"It's not easy, I'll wait for my brother to think about it, and I will give you a good lead. The two old gentlemen wanted to recruit you before, and this is just right..."

Old Zhao said with alcohol in his mouth, his attitude was very casual, obviously he knew the relationship between Chen Yelin and those two old gentlemen.

But before he finished speaking, Chen Yelin shook his head cautiously.

"Old Zhao, you guessed wrong. I really didn't come here for this matter today."

"Then this is..."

Seeing Chen Yelin's serious look, Lao Zhao couldn't seem too casual, so he struggled to sit up straight, trying to make the expression on his face not so drunk and hazy.

"It's a coincidence, maybe it's called fate, what should be yours is yours—"

Chen Yelin put on a mysterious posture and sighed.

He turned his head to look at Lao Zhao, who was getting drunk, and looked at him with an expression of "you've gotten lucky", and said subtly, "That prince who is domineering in your family, didn't you want to Do you want a promising design company? Coincidentally, I have shares in such a company that I want to sell."

"You can go back to work easily."

Chen Yelin blinked at Old Zhao and said jokingly.

Old Zhao didn't believe it at all, and felt that Chen Yelin was joking with him.

He patted Chen Yelin on the shoulder hard, "Okay, old Chen, the joke is still on me. I'm just complaining about my stupid boss. As for treating me like this? Don't waste your time on that trash body, let's continue eating and drinking..."

But Lao Zhao saw that no matter what he said, Chen Yelin was still looking at him in a serious manner, so he couldn't help feeling a little panicked.

"God, can't you, can you really let me encounter such a bizarre thing?!"

Old Zhao licked his dry lips, and for a moment he couldn't tell whether he was drunk and heard something wrong, or what he heard was really outrageous.

"No, no, brother Chen, is what you said just now true? Didn't you mean to fool me?"

Old Zhao was agitated, he was not much drunk at first, and he completely rolled out of his brain, only felt that the whole person was extremely sober at this time, and he could drink him for two more rounds.

Chen Yelin nodded to him, sighed and said: "Why don't I say that you are lucky, I invited you out for dinner today just to talk about this matter, the owner of the shares didn't want to sell their shares cheaply, and I heard that The reputation of the two old gentlemen in the industry happened to know that I could get in touch with these two old gentlemen, so they entrusted this matter to me."

"Who knows that before I have time to talk about it, you just say that the second son of your family..."

Chen Yelin winked, letting Lao Zhao experience it for himself.

Old Zhao is a little unconscious now, he doesn't know whether it is surprise or joy, his eyes are blank and out of focus, and he sits on the chair and mutters to himself: "Good guy, am I really not dreaming? Or when did I have it?" The super power to make one's wishes come true, but I don't seem to have asked for this thing..."

Just when Lao Zhao had fantasized about buying a lottery ticket today, Chen Yelin coughed a little reservedly, and said, "So Lao Zhao, the shares of this design company...?"

Old Zhao shook his head, put away his playful and smiling face when facing friends in private, and revealed his vigorous and resolute appearance in the workplace on weekdays.

"Don't worry about this. I can't just listen to what you say without evidence. I want to confirm the company's information in detail to see if it meets the requirements of my second son. I also need to confirm the source and share of the shares. You can follow these procedures Should be clear, right?"

When it came to serious matters, Chen Yelin couldn't help but sit upright for a while, nodded and said: "Of course I know, I take all the relevant information with me, but there are some questions that I can't finish for a while, do you want to go to my house after dinner?" Take a trip and work overtime together at night?"

Hearing the word "work overtime", Lao Zhao immediately let out a sigh of relief, and turned into a decadent middle-aged man again, "Oh, if possible, I really don't want to work overtime, but it's a pity that that stupid boss is in a hurry, I can only go to your house tonight."

A smug smile appeared on the corner of Chen Yelin's mouth, and he restrained himself immediately, and said like an ordinary friend: "Okay, don't I know that the old man likes to give red envelopes to subordinates who work overtime? You are not at a loss. And today You can simply sleep at my house at night, the guest room is still empty, and you can fit one more than enough."

Old Zhao sighed a few more times, and finally called his wife and told him that he would not go back tonight, so as not to worry the family.

After reporting to his family, Old Zhao was in the mood to ask a few more questions.

"Although I haven't seen the information yet, I still don't know who you are. You said that you have a bright future, so it must be that the company's prospects cannot be bad. Who is so reluctant to entrust you to sell shares?"

Chen Yelin smiled wryly, waved his hand at Lao Zhao and said, "No, don't mention it, it's still related to the bankruptcy of Jane's Pharmaceutical Company."

It's not that Lao Zhao has spent so many years in vain, his brain is clear, and he reacts instantly.

"Oh... I see, it should be that Miss Jian Yining, right?"

Seeing Chen Yelin nodding his head, Old Zhao gave a "tsk" and shook his head again.

"But isn't that right?"

(End of this chapter)