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Chapter 109 Husband, Husband! (4)

After Chen Wentong took the form, he sat sideways on a chair, ready to sign the form for her.

"Wait!" Yi Meng stretched out her hand to press the check, "I remember, Manager Chen said yesterday that if I bring over 100 million, you have to kneel down and write me a list. Now I bring over [-] million, are you going to How do you write it?!"

Chen Wentong gritted his teeth secretly in his heart, but he didn't dare to explode on his face. If he ran away for a big order of [-] million, it would be strange if the president didn't get angry with him.

"Miss Yi, I was wrong about what happened yesterday. I... I'll take a closer look at your account for you. Look... okay?"

Yi Meng opened the book and clipped the check into the page, "Since Manager Chen doesn't want to be my financial manager, then I'll change to another bank."

With that said, she opened the bag and was about to put the book in it.

"Miss Yi!" President Song said with a smile, "Since you are all here, you must have taken a fancy to our bank, and we will definitely provide you with the best service..."

As soon as his eyes turned, they fell on Chen Wentong's face.

"Manager Chen, why don't you write the list for Miss Yi?!"

This sentence is full of majesty.

Recently, the bank has been sluggish, and there are no major customers. In the meeting last month, President Song had already been scolded by the head office.

There was no performance this month, and now that such a big order came, he refused to let it go.

He is a smart man, and he can see at a glance that there is a relationship between Yi Meng and Chen Wentong.

But now he can't care about these things, anyway, it is Chen Wentong who kneels, and Chen Wentong is the one who is ashamed, once the money is deposited in the bank, the performance is his.

Chen Wentong took a deep breath, "President, this..."

Anyway, he is a big man, and he can be regarded as a respectable person in this industry. If he really had to kneel down to Yi Meng today, what face would he have in the future?

"Write!"

President Song whispered, his tone already tinged with a little anger.

Two words, full of threats.

Chen Wentong glanced sideways at Yi Meng, gritted his teeth, and slowly squatted down, one knee finally landed on the ground.

Yi Meng glanced at him sideways, "Manager Chen, who are you going to propose to?"

Chen Wentong tightened his fingers holding the pen, gritted his teeth, and knelt down on the ground with his other leg.

People under the eaves had to bow their heads. He could offend Yi Meng, but he couldn't offend President Song.

It was President Song who got him into today's position. If he messed with this person, he would send him to a small bank to count money tomorrow.

Kneeling on the ground, he quickly filled out the transfer form according to Yi Meng's card, and Yi Meng looked sideways at the assistant standing behind him.

"Is that Miss Li Xiaoyun?"

Li Xiaoyun spoke dryly, trying to force a smile, but the expression on his face was uglier than crying.

"Yi...Miss Yi, yesterday..."

"I won't mention the past." Yi Meng smiled sweetly, "Pour me a glass of water, it's warm."

His own manager knelt down, how could Li Xiaoyun dare to disobey the order.

"Okay, okay!" Li Xiaoyun turned around and ran to the water dispenser, took a glass of warm water for her, bent over respectfully and brought it over, "Miss Yi, your water."

Yi Meng stretched out her palm, took the water from Li Xiaoyun's hand, raised her arm, and the water in the cup splashed over and onto Li Xiaoyun's face.

"what!"

Li Xiaoyun exclaimed and retreated halfway in a panic.

"I'm really sorry, Miss Li, my hand slipped!" Yi Meng shook the empty cup in his hand, "Are you okay?"

(End of this chapter)