Mr.Yan chased his wife: marry one and get two free

Zhang Meng made a cup of instant coffee.

Seeing wenran coming, he also handed her a bag of instant coffee. "Would you like a cup?"

Wenran took it, tore it open and poured it into the cup.

She seldom drinks instant coffee, but in terms of the art of conversation, when two people do one thing at the same time, the resonance of conversation will be higher.

For a time, the whole tea room was filled with the smell of coffee.

Wen ran took a sip of coffee and asked softly, "Sister Zhang, are you in charge of Wen's case?"

Zhang Meng said with a flat mouth, "don't mention it. I get angry when I mention it. The manager asked Tan Yun to be the team leader. I'm just a man who makes wedding clothes for people."

Most willing to make complaints about bitch, but I would be willing to do it for Tan Yunna, but the old woman was too nervous. The other four of the key group were Tan Yun's people. She would never forget to die. When I was doing that case, she brought the people under the road to me to make a stumbling block.

Wenran said, "has it been decided? I heard that Wen never raised money? "

Zhang mengbai glanced at her and continued to drink coffee. "How can you make money without financing? Now president Wen is different from the previous two presidents. It is said that this financing is to hold the thigh. "

Wen ran asked, "hold your thigh, whose thigh?"

Zhang Meng said with a smile, "who is the biggest thigh in Haishi? Isn't it Yan Sihan? It's said that they want Yan Sihan to inject capital, otherwise they won't think of looking for our firm. Who doesn't know that our firm is sky high. By the way, why did you suddenly ask about this? Wait a minute, Wen ran, Wen's, Ran Ran Ran, you won't have anything to do with Wen's? "

Wenran smiled. He didn't say yes or no. he just said, "I want to join the team on this case."

Zhang Meng sighed, "of course I'm happy if you can join me. I believe in your ability, but I can't say anything about it. I have to get the consent of the manager or tan Yun. Tan Yun certainly can't agree. She thinks you're my person. Otherwise, you can directly ask the manager. As long as the manager agrees, Tan Yun can't say anything."

Wen ran pursed his lips, as if considering the feasibility of the matter.

In fact, according to her qualifications, she is not high enough to participate in such a case.

During the noon break, Wen ran went back to her rental room. She took more clothes and shoes for washing. When she left, she dragged her suitcase and looked down at a pair of shoes with 30000 yuan on her feet.

Open the suitcase, take out a pair of low heeled shoes and put them on.

Suddenly I feel much more comfortable.

Wenran was afraid that dragging her suitcase to the office would attract other people's attention, so she put it in the trusteeship office on the first floor.

Because he had to work out the data before work, Wen ran was so busy all afternoon that he didn't even have time to introduce himself to the manager's office.

Fortunately, with the help of Yang Xinxin, Wen ran finally sorted out the data at five o'clock in the afternoon.

Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, the mobile phone rang again.

It's a landline this time, but you can guess who it is.

She got up and went out to the corridor to connect the phone.

"Miss Wen." The voice of Yan Sihan's assistant He Fei came from the mobile phone.

He called her Miss Wen.

Wen ran probably understood Yan Sihan's inner attitude towards her.

Not sad, just slightly lost.

"I'll wait for you downstairs in your company in half an hour."

Wenran said, "OK."

Wenran hung up the phone and looked at his shadow at the window.

The woman in the mirror takes her marriage as a chip in order to get back everything belonging to Wen's family.

She took a deep breath, got rid of these messy ideas and strode into the office.

Yan Sihan is punctual, and his men are also very punctual.

At half past five, a black Mercedes appeared in front of the office building where wenran company was located.

The window slowly dropped, revealing He Fei's young but serious face. He saw the suitcase in wenran's hand. His eyes were stunned, but he didn't ask, "Miss Wen, please get in the car."

Wenran put the suitcase in the trunk and sat in the car.

He Fei first took her into a personal studio and made her look.

Wenran has a good foundation, almost no makeup, and his skin is good enough to make people jealous.

The stylist simply put on a light make-up for her, and then began to match her with a dress, high heels and handbag.

When it was over, it was two hours later.

Black Mercedes Benz was driving at a high speed on the road. He Fei called Yan Sihan, "President Yan, yes, we're on our way to the dinner party. OK."

After hanging up, He Fei said to Wen ran, "President Yan has also set out. He will wait for you in the parking lot."

Wen ran looked sideways at the five lights and ten colors outside the car and nodded slowly.

An hour later, the black Mercedes stopped in front of a private club.

He Fei gets out of the car and helps wenran open the door.

Yan Sihan leaned against his Bugatti and casually played with the silver lighter in his hand.

He looked up and inadvertently glanced in the direction of wenran.

The whole man was suddenly stunned.