Please Take Care of Me, Young Master Quan

  Chapter 567 Exposes identity, Master Liu arrives in Hong Kong (second update)

  At noon, the secretary ordered a meal and planned to prepare it according to yesterday's specifications.

  Shen Wei suddenly said: "Don't think about me."

   Yan Jing snorted and looked over: "Aren't you hungry?"

  The tone of his voice was cold and hard, obviously still concerned about the coldness of the woman in the morning.

Let him sing all over with a blushing face, but Shen Yu didn't even lift his eyelids, closed the last folder and put it on the stack inside, and then slowly said: "The documents are all sorted out, please have a look at Mr. Yan. "

   "It's finished?!" Yan Jing couldn't help laughing out loud, then quickly restrained himself, and said coldly: "I don't have time to joke with you right now."

   "Exactly, I'm not free either."

  Shen Wei turned sideways to make room.

   Only then can you see the whole picture of the corner with rigor, and those documents that were originally messy and scattered are now coded into three stacks, with high and low levels and clear layers.

  Shen Wei: "From left to right, there are project contracts, various reports, and work summaries submitted by departments, all of which are classified according to your requirements."

  The man moved his lips, but couldn't make a sound, his brows furrowed even more.

   "Mr. Yan, please—"

  Shen Wei raised his hand and made a gesture of invitation, seemingly modest, but actually flamboyant.

   Walking over with a rigorous sneer, he wanted to see how Shen Wei sorted out hundreds of messy documents in a day and a half.

   In a quarter of an hour.

   "How did you do it?" The man's face sank, and he finally realized the truth.

  The sarcasm in his eyes was replaced by surprise, and he looked at Shen Yu with caution and scrutiny, as if he had reacquainted with the woman in front of him.

   "It's very simple. The file number of the project contract starts with 101, while the report type is 123. As for the work summary, it is even simpler, and there is no number."

  These are the rules that Shen Yu summed up after looking through the contents of the document yesterday. Today, he only needs to classify according to the number.

   "Why, Mr. Yan doesn't know?"

   "..."

   Rigorous is really not clear.

  He usually only reads the content, and then is responsible for signing. As for the number, he really doesn't pay attention.

Shen Wei took out a copy from the stack of documents in the report and handed it to the man: "This is last year's global video revenue report, which records in detail the copyright revenue created by the episodes provided by Onion Video in various countries around the world. Excuse me? Anyway, can you honor the 40% share?"

   "Shen Wei, you are really capable!" The man gritted his teeth.

"Thank you for the compliment."

   "..."

  Strict and expressionless: "I need time to arrange, forty percent is not a small amount."

   "How long?" Shen Wei raised her eyes, doing business.

"three…"

   "Tomorrow," Shen Yu interrupted him, "Tomorrow at the latest, I want to see the money arrive."

"you!"

   "Then thank you Mr. Yan first, and see you later." After speaking, he nodded slightly, turned and left.

   Didn't give Rigorous a chance to speak at all.

  Shen Wei left Guangyin Building, hailed a taxi, and went straight back to the hotel to start packing.

  As soon as the money arrives tomorrow, she will return to Ningcheng.

  Pick up the phone and call Quan Hanting—

   "Sorry, the number you dialed is down, please wait..."

  Shutdown?

  Shen Wei raised her eyebrows.

  At the same time, on the private helicopter flying to Hong Kong Island, Quan Hanting was flipping through the rigorous personal information.

  From date of birth to height and weight, everything is available.

only…

   "Why is his education missing four years?"

  Directly from high school to master's degree, there is no record at all for undergraduate.

  Chu Yujiang: "He has been ill for four years and didn't go to college."

   "Are there any other records for these four years?"

   "...haven't found it yet."

  A dark light flashed across Quan Hanting's eyes, and it was fleeting.

  …

   Three o'clock in the afternoon.

   Knock knock!

   Before he could speak seriously, the door of the office was hastily pushed open, and the secretary stepped inside with a flustered expression.

   "Yan! The surname Quan is here!"

  It can make him blurt out the title "Yan", which is not a small matter. After listening to the second half of the sentence, it is more than a small matter, it is simply troublesome.

   But he was rigorous but smiled knowingly, not surprised, as if he had expected the other party to come.

   "What are you panicking about? The distinguished guest comes to the door, and I will personally greet you."

   "No need—" As soon as Yan Jing finished speaking, a deep voice followed.

  Quan Hanting stepped inside, followed by Chu Yujiang, step by step, every move, showing the aura of the overlord.

  The black eyes are deep, like two bottomless whirlpools, it seems that just one glance from a distance can **** a person's soul into it.

  Strictly got up, walked around the desk, and greeted him with a smile: "Sixth Master is here, I am sorry for the inconvenience."

  The secretary took advantage of the situation and retreated behind Yan Jing.

  The big brother made a move, he, a small character, stopped moving forward, so as not to become cannon fodder and die.

  Quan Hanting glanced coldly, and suddenly flashed a touch of evil: "Should I call you rigorous, or Yan Jin? The leader of the blood prison, the target of Mobo Xun's killing order."

   "Sure enough," the rigorous smile gradually sank, without the slightest sense of panic or shock, "I can't hide it from the world, but I can't hide it from Liu Ye's piercing eyes."

   "You brought me here just to flatter you?" Quan Hanting smiled.

   Raise eyebrows rigorously.

   "Where did you say that?"

   "Since the skylight has been opened, why hide it? You sent the photo, isn't it just to inspire me to come to Hong Kong Island?"

  (end of this chapter)