My Love Is Too Deep, It Will Be A Disaster

Chapter 135: 00135 To the monkey

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The front of the rich second-generation car crashed, and the car was still in good condition, and the speed was not affected.

Until I drove the car on the opposite side of the Qin family, Fan Liucheng panicked and couldn't survive in the car.

I leaned on the car window: "President Fan, you are as timid as a mouse, dare not get out of the car? Didn't you see Qin Dongli's joke? How do you see his joke if you don't get out of the car like this?"

Fan Liucheng folded his arms in the car, looked at the Qin Building in front of him, and said pretentiously: "I doubt what you are saying now. I suspect that you are not Qin Dongli's wife. Until there is substantial evidence, I should be careful!"

I raised my eyebrows, "Really not going up?"

Fan Liucheng shook his head: "I really don't want to go up. You have to show me the divorce certificate before I believe it. Otherwise, I won't believe what you say. I just thought about it. Since you heard me talking with Qin Dongli, maybe for Take revenge on me, make up a lie, make me hit the gun!"

I grinned and smiled brightly: "It doesn't look silly, knowing that I lied to you, thank you for the car, see you later!"

After speaking, I waved. It's so cool without taking away a cloud!

However, instead of going to the Qin clan, I went to Wenjing Ventures. Fan Liucheng yelled, "Pei Sansan, you fool me!"

With a wave of my hand, I went back to Fan Liucheng with my throat: "It's just playing with you, what can you do with me? The CU..."

I have to find Yang Lingxuan as soon as possible and ask him exactly what contract I signed with Qin Dongli... Now think about it, except for signing, I didn't have a good look at the content of the contract!

I ran to Wenjing Ventures, but was told that Yang Lingxuan was no longer there. Where would he go when he is not at this time

I quickly asked Amy: "Is Director He here?"

Amy put down the documents in her hand: "Director He is working, do you need me to call for you?"

"No need!" I pushed open the door of Yang Lingxuan's office, "No one is allowed to come to Mr. Yang's office without my permission!"

"Okay, Pete help..." Amy replied.

I thought about it, and then said: "Go to the personnel department to transfer all the company's all personnel information to me, no matter the current or the resigned, I want it!"

Amy was taken aback, not sure and asked me: "All the personnel information? Including those who left?"

"Yes, all personnel information, including those who have resigned within the past two years, as long as they can find the information. Bring me in!"

"Ok!"

I sighed deeply, went into Yang Lingxuan's office, searched for all the documents on the desk, but couldn't find the contract I had signed. Looking around, I saw the safe in the corner of the office.

I ran over, squatted under the safe, and reached out to touch the code of the safe.

I tightly circled my palms and felt extremely nervous. I don't know what password Yang Lingxuan will set.

Finally, he reached out and touched the safe and entered Yang Lingxuan's birthday number, which was wrong. I entered my own, which is not correct.

After thinking about Yang Lingxuan's favorite number, it was not right to lose more than a dozen times.

When he was downcast, the door of the office, "Tuk... Tuk... Tuk..." knocked on the door.

I stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door.

Amy carried a lot of information: "Pete helps this year's recruits. Inside this box are three-year recruits, and next to them are resigners!"

I moved my seat to let Amy in, Amy came in and put the documents on my desk, and then pulled in two cardboard boxes.

After finishing all this, she turned and left. I quickly searched for information and found He Jinrong's basic information.

Going to the safe, enter He Jinrong’s birthday number, waiting for the result prosperously, but it’s still wrong.

Sitting dejectedly on the ground, where would Yang Lingxuan put such an important contract

The safe is the first choice, followed by the grade room. I ran to the door, opened the door, poked my head and asked Amy, "Where is the contract signed by Mr. Yang and Mr. Qin today?"

Busy Amy raised her head and said: "Mr. Yang didn't tell me any contract, and there is no contract, put it in the archives room!"

"Oh, it's okay, you're busy!" I closed the door and my head was big.

Throwing information under my desk, rubbing a handful of hair, irritability overflowed from my heart.