Thin-hearted president, don't be too bad

Night soon fell on the city. All employees of Du's group had not left work and were dealing with temporary emergencies nervously.

Du Yan'an sat in the office with many documents scattered on the desk.

The cool wind of the city at night blew in through the open window, which brought a little vitality to the dull room.

The door of the office was knocked.

"Come in." Du Yan'an said without looking up at all.

He is not in a good mood now. It's best not to be unimportant, or the people who come in will suffer.

"President." the assistant came in haggardly. After layers of trusteeship, he finally completed the task assigned to him by the president.

But it's strange to say that although it's troublesome, it's easy for the other party to agree, which is a little abnormal.

"What's up?" Du Yan'an asked in a bad tone.

"Wang's secretary has agreed to the meeting you arranged," the assistant replied without thinking about it.

Hearing the speech, Du Yan'an raised his head and looked at the assistant with sharp eyes.

Yes?

Du Yan'an can't believe that he wants to deal with Du's group. How can he give him a chance to talk so soon.

"At nine o'clock tonight, Cartier Hotel," the assistant reported the situation in an orderly manner, and reminded him by the way, "it's already eight thirty-two."

"HMM." Du Yan'an stood up and said, "go and get ready and go to see President Wang with me."

Even if you have doubts, you still have to try.

"Yes." the assistant nodded and went out.

Du Yan'an put down his things and walked into the lounge specially installed in the president's room. He took off his wrinkled suit after a busy day and opened the wardrobe standing next to him. All of them are black special suits.

People come here every day to wash clothes and put clean clothes here.

When Du Yan'an came out, he was clean, with a noble and indifferent smell all over. Accompanied by his assistant, he got on the Bentley.

In the wide back seat, Du Yan'an had charming eyes, crossed his hands on his legs and circled from time to time.

"Have you found the information about Wang's group?" Du Yan'an asked.

"The general situation about this matter has been." the assistant recalled the information just obtained for a while and calmly said: "although Wang's current president is Wang Siqiao, Wang Jianshu is still in power."

"Wang Jianshu?" Du Yan'an frowned when he heard the name.

"Yes." the assistant nodded and continued to explain, "Wang Jianshu was good friends with LAN Ziting's father when he was young." when he said this, the assistant looked up at Du Yan'an: "The relationship between them is very good. LAN Ziting's father seems to have helped Wang Jianshu when he was young. He is also a person who knows how to repay his kindness. He has been abroad because of physical discomfort a few years ago and just came back last month."

"I see." when Du Yan'an heard this relationship, he had some directions in his heart.

Although the news of his divorce from LAN Ziting has not been released to the public, some people always have channels to know. Maybe Wang Jianshu will find out that they have been suppressing the LAN family before, so they will do these things to embarrass Du.

Guess some reasons, but let this meeting bring some trouble.

"President, Wang Jianshu is rigid and attaches great importance to friendship. I'm afraid..." the assistant guessed carefully.

"HMM." Du Yan'an turned his head and looked at the city outside the window and thought.

If it was really because of the blue family that Wang would do it, it would be really difficult.

In Cartier Hotel, the black and cold Bentley stopped at the door. Immediately, the welcoming staff waiting on one side came forward and opened the door respectfully.

Du Yan'an in a black suit walked down with the help of his long legs, and the assistant followed him in.

The hotel is resplendent and dazzling. In the center of the lobby is a huge chandelier. Countless small beads are combined to illuminate the whole place.

Du Yan'an has already booked a box in the hotel.

It was exactly nine o'clock when I sat down.

"What would you like to order?" the waiter wanted to bring the menu. The assistant next to him stopped first and said, "waiting for someone."

"Well, OK." the waiter politely put away the menu and said, "please call me if you have something." then he went out and waited outside the door.

Cartier hotel is a box with dedicated waiters.

As time passed by, Du Yan'an, waiting in the box, raised his wrist and looked at the time: 10:10.

It's been an hour.

"Go and ask what's the matter," Du Yan'an motioned to the assistant sitting next to him.

"OK." he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed the other party's secretary.

Du Yan sat quietly on his seat and looked at the decorations around him. He could not see any emotion in his silent eyes. Instead, his hand had been playing with the walnuts bought at the auction.

The assistant hung up the phone, regretfully walked to Du Yan'an's side and said carefully: "the other party said that President Wang couldn't come temporarily."

Hearing the speech, Du Yan'an's hand stopped and continued to play the next second. He stood up and looked at the front and said, "go back." his tone was calm. It seemed that he had long guessed that there would be such a result.

"Yes." the assistant was full of doubts. He didn't know what was wrong with the president.

Du Yan'an sat in the car again, quiet and speechless.

Since he was a small enterprise, few people will treat him like this. Wang, it's interesting.

It seems that the other party's attitude aroused Du Yan'an's dusty blood in his heart, and the corners of his mouth opened a smile, setting off his face, which is even more intoxicating.

The assistant thought for a moment and suggested, "president, I think since this matter is the father of the embarrassed Miss LAN Ziting, maybe we can let Miss LAN come forward and persuade Wang Jianshu."

Du Yan'an doesn't speak. He seems to be thinking about whether this thing is feasible or not.

wait a minute!

hesitate?

Did he have this idea just now?

Du Yan'an sneered. When did he start looking forward and backward? The blue family owes him so right things. What will happen if he uses LAN Ziting?

Thinking of this, Du Yan'an ordered, "go to the hospital."

Instantly drove straight to Bentley on the road, took a turn, reached another lane, and then continued to drive forward.

In a prosperous city, a lot of things are still happening in places covered by night, even where there is no light.