After the divorce of a luxurious ex-husband

Lu Yao took back her report and stuffed it into Shao Yunchen's arms. Then she buried her head in frustration.

Shao Yunchen walked on his side and stared at the little guy on the report. His eyes could not hide his smile.

They went all the way towards the elevator entrance. Before they stepped in, they were stopped by a sudden sound behind them.

"Miss, you lost your ID card."

Lu Yao looked back and saw a tall man in a suit with gentle eyebrows and eyes. He felt a little familiar.

"Thank you."

She was very grateful to reach for it and put it in her bag. At the same time, she glanced at the man next to her.

Shao Yunchen also raised his head from the report. He slightly hooked his lips and easily recognized the person.

Although he recognized it, he remained calm. He just nodded behind Lu Yao and stretched out his hand over her shoulder, "thank you."

"You're welcome. It's just a little help."

With his back straight, the man put one hand into his suit pocket and raised the other hand in the direction of the elevator door, "the elevator is here."

Lu Yao frowned and was led into the elevator by Shao Yunchen with his shoulder. Until he got out of the hospital gate, he suddenly remembered before getting on the bus. He said "Oh" for a long time: "isn't he the young master of the Yan family, as if he called..."

"Yan mo." Shao Yunchen opened the front passenger's door and responded with no light or heavy.

Lu Yao stooped and stepped into the car. When she was wearing her seat belt, Shao Yunchen had also bypassed the front of the car and sat in the driver's seat. She glanced at her side and couldn't help but wonder: "you just photographed the land in Shanghai and met him. Would it be a coincidence?"

Shao Yunchen also fastened his seat belt and slowly started the body. "I'll know in these two days."

In this way, two days later, Yan Mo, the current head of the Yan family, President of the Yan family, personally rushed from Nancheng to Jincheng and called on Shao Yunchen, President of Longteng.

Shao Yunchen was not surprised by this.

He ordered someone to make tea and entertain the man who happened to meet two days ago. They talked about the encounter. The original stiff atmosphere eased a lot in an instant.

Before that, Longteng had no business contact with the Yan family, so Yan Mo's sudden visit came with a purpose, which inevitably seemed abrupt.

After two greetings on the topic, Shao Yunchen also relaxed slightly, leaned back on the back of the sofa and raised his hand, "I don't know Mr. Yan's taste, so I let people soak a pot of Tieguanyin. Would you like to try it?"

Yan Mo sipped a gentle smile on his lips, took a sip of the tea cup, and then praised two words "good tea."

So Shao Yunchen ordered Lin Shui next to him to prepare two boxes for president Yan. When they took them away, they raised their feet and stepped out of the office. Then he slightly collected his eyes and pointed out the topic. "President Yan came here specially. It must not be for tea. If you have anything, you'd better say it directly."

Yan Mo hears the speech, puts down the teacup in his hand and hesitates.

For a long time, he took a slight sigh, then pulled down his face and reluctantly smiled with him: "yes, I want the land that president Shao photographed in Shanghai two days ago."

He was outspoken and picked the topic very clearly.

After hearing this, Shao Yunchen pretended to be surprised and hesitant. After staring at "Oh", he suddenly hooked his lips, "I don't know that President Yan is also interested in this land, but..."

Before he went on, Yan Mo slightly straightened the dress of his suit, sat up straight for a few minutes, put on an attitude of being as sincere as possible and not humble, and said, "I really want this land, and I hope president Shao can give it up. Of course, we can raise the price according to the percentage of the transaction price. As long as president Shao is willing, we can continue to talk... "

"Sorry, there's no need to talk."

Shao Yunchen, with a shallow smile on his face, gently raised his hand and interrupted. When the other party was hesitant, he nodded slightly and explained: "don't get me wrong. I don't have to talk about it. It's not that I didn't want to be beautiful, but that the land had been transferred before you came."

"Transferred?"

Yan Mo's eyes trembled, and he had a hunch in his heart, but he still had to ask, "it's convenient to tell who it was transferred to?"

Hearing the speech, Shao Yunchen got up from the sofa, paced to his desk, found one of the documents from a pile of documents, and turned back with him.

After sitting down, he pushed the documents from the tea table to the man opposite, and then shallow export: "Kyoto, song ran."

Yan Mo listens and finally breathes out the breath floating in his chest.

For this answer, he has long expected.

When leaning against the back of the chair, he also looked down and saw the signature on the transfer agreement, slightly hooked his lips and said, "that's a pity."

There was still no expression on his face that reflected his mood too much, but his eyes were a little lax.

Only he knows what the loss of this land means to Yan.

Although he did not agree to use those covert means to maliciously compete, he compromised because of Yan Yan's various guarantees earlier, and never thought about what would go wrong in the end.

Therefore, before bidding, all supporting plans have been invested in advance. Only when the final results come out, the plan can be implemented at the fastest speed.

Unexpectedly, such an accident will happen in the end.

At the same time, it is not difficult to guess where the accident came from.

When he learned that Yan Yan was going to attack the Song family, he dissuaded him, but the woman was always arrogant and determined, and his dissuasion had little effect.

As the head of Yan's family, he felt powerless about such results. At the same time, there was a kind of anger that had no place to vent in his heart.

Realizing that the Song family intended to be targeted, Yan Mo timely restrained his emotions and stood up, "in this case, I won't bother much."

His expression was indifferent and his steps were still firm.

Shao Yunchen slightly collected his eyes, got up before the other party was about to step out of his office, and then stopped the person, "if President Yan really wants to take this land, it's better to listen to me."

The man stopped quickly when he heard the speech. When he turned around, his expression was sincere, "I'd like to hear it in detail."

The two looked at each other a few meters away. After a short silence, Shao Yunchen put one hand into his trousers pocket. "In my opinion, this thing is not completely no turn for the better. If I were president Yan, I would go to Kyoto to meet Miss Song. There is always hope before I heard the answer she refused."

Shao Yunchen's self-confidence fell into Yan Mo's eyes at the moment. He always felt a little ironic blindness. After listening, he shook his head slightly disappointed, "I'm afraid president Shao doesn't know something..."

"Maybe." Shao Yunchen didn't argue for himself. He smiled. "It's just a suggestion. Don't take it to heart."