Level One Boss: Robbing A Marriage

In the reception room of Huifeng Bank, Shen Youran has been sitting for an hour. Outside the transparent glass window, the bank staff is providing business services to customers.

The time to wait for the person is the longest, and she gradually calms down from the anxiety at the beginning.

She picked up the glass and found that it was empty. After a few minutes, the receptionist came in to add water to her. She asked, "Is President Liang free?"

The receptionist felt that the woman in front of him was too stubborn, and she had clearly said what she said just now, but she had to wait here, her tone was a little bad: "President Liang has no time today."

Shen Youran did not give up: "What about tomorrow?"

The receptionist said neatly: "No tomorrow."

She said, "When will he be free?"

The receptionist polished her temper and said stiffly: "I haven't been free recently."

She knew that President Liang was unwilling to see her, and asked the receptionist about President Liang’s recent itinerary, and the reception directly shook her face: “I don’t know.”

After leaving Huifeng Bank, she still did not give up, entered a cafe opposite, looked for the window, ordered a cup of coffee, and you could see the situation from the floor-to-ceiling glass window.

At five o'clock, Governor Liang came out of the bank, followed by the assistant. She hurriedly dropped a hundred yuan and ran out of the cafe. When she was about to cross the road, she blew a whistle. She passed by one by one and saw that Governor Liang was about to get on the bus, and she was in a hurry.

After the vehicle was gone, Governor Liang was already in the car, his assistant drove away, and she watched him leave.

...

When Ji Jinchuan came out of the office and passed Shen Youran's position, she saw that her desktop was very neat and even the computer was closed. Her curled finger joints tapped the desktop: "Feng Yi, what about her?"

Feng Yi, who was named, was explaining things to other assistants, and when he heard what he said, he quickly stepped forward: "Please leave."

"What's fake?" No wonder he didn't see her several times when he came out of the office, thinking he was going to the pantry or the bathroom.

His question asked Feng Yi to be ashamed, his face blank.

Ji Jinchuan glanced at her sideways: "Leave or sick leave?"

Although the tone was neither cold nor cold, Feng Yi still felt a chill: "Leave a leave."

Ji Jinchuan did not say anything, and stepped away.

Feng Yiruo thoughtfully looked at his back.

...

In the hotel lobby, Shen Youran sat in the lounge area, her eyes fixed on the door of the hotel, and she looked slightly anxious, as if waiting for someone.

Half an hour later, several men in suits and leather shoes entered the restaurant. She quickly stepped forward: "President Liang, my name is Shen Youran, my father is Shen Yaoting, and I want to talk to you."

Governor Liang heard Shen Yaoting's name, his face slightly changed: "Sorry, Miss Shen, I am not free today."

Seeing that he was leaving, Shen Youran was anxious: "I will not delay you for as long as a few minutes."

Governor Liang's face suddenly sank: "Miss Shen, did your dad teach you this? You are also a good family of Shen, and at least have basic etiquette."

Shen Youran was dumb. The lobby manager came over and led Governor Liang and others into the box. She returned to the lounge and waited quietly.

Shen Yaoting got a project and has signed a contract, but the company's capital turnover is not effective and needs to borrow from the bank. Shen's is at risk, there is nothing to mortgage, and the bank refuses to loan.