If Qin Hanguan knew Andai, he would probably be scolded by an artistic talented woman as a "wretched straight man".
Zheng Yu'an has never fully believed in rumors and gossip. These days, he has been working overtime to check the financial situation of WE GO. The leader is working overtime, and the employees of a department can only accompany him.
When Chen Li came in for the third time to clear the ashtray, Zheng Yuan realized that he had finished smoking.
"What time is it?" he asked Chen Li.
Chen Li: "It's almost eleven o'clock, do you want to go?"
Zheng Yuan glanced at the form, and his mouth was bitter after smoking too much: "Let's go, I'll turn off the lights."
Chen Li knew that he was considerate and did not argue, so she went out to pack up first.
Zheng Yuan saved the file and turned off the computer. He hung the suit in the crook of his arm, and pushed the door out after checking the power supply.
Chen Li was waiting for him.
"Be careful driving at night." Zheng Yu'an pressed the elevator button, "If you have nothing to do, don't accompany me to work overtime so late."
Chen Li smiled and said, "It's okay, Mr. Zheng, my husband is on the night shift, and he just came to pick me up."
Zheng Yu'an reacted, knowing that he had been forcibly stuffed with a mouthful of dog food, and choked a little uncomfortable.
Since being seconded to the Banking Regulatory Commission, Zheng Yu'an has not been in contact with women for more than three years, and he has no habit of hunting and dating.
There was indeed a car waiting for Chen Li at the door. Zheng Yuan took a look and felt that this dog food tasted very lonely. Thinking about it, I regret not copying the WE GO materials. It was a long night and I couldn't sleep alone. At least there is something to do.
No one wants to work overtime in a row as soon as the opening is over, and Zheng Yu'an is not willing to slap the people under his hands like this.
Bai Jian came to JZ Bank to open an account on Friday, and Zheng Yu'an deliberately took the time to go downstairs to see him.
After the two finished their business, they had a cup of coffee at a nearby Starbucks, and Bai Jian invited him to his pottery exhibition on Sunday.
"It's a very private exhibition, and the people who come here are friends of friends." Bai Jian knew that Zheng Yu'an was a measured man. Although the man was considerate and gentle, he always kept a proper distance. He was not from "over there". There is more than enough respect, but not enough intimacy.
Zheng Yu'an saw his intention to avoid suspicion and said with a smile, "Why can't I go to the teacher's exhibition, where is the invitation letter?"
Bai Jian sent the electronic version to his WeChat.
The two talked for a while before separating. Zheng Yuan went to the smoking area before returning to the office, but Qin Hanguan was also there.
With a cigarette in his hand, the man saw him raise his wrist: "Come on."
Zheng Yuan also knocked one out of Su Yan's shell and put it in his mouth.
Qin Hanguan said cheaply again: "Your smoke is not fierce enough."
Zheng Yu'an glanced at Nanjing in the other's hand, and didn't want to discuss this topic.
Qin Hanguan would not always find fault with him. The two talked about business while smoking, and finally they returned to the business of WE GO. However, Qin Hanguan never doubted Zheng Yu'an's ability, but it was not easy to compete with the finances of large enterprises, not to mention that Yan Shuwang's subordinates, besides Zhang Jin and Luo Yan, were not fuel-efficient lamps.
"They are still clients of Deloitte." Qin Hanguan flicked the ashtray. "Many big banks are watching."
Zheng Yu'an: "We have been with us for a long time, and we always have an advantage."
Qin Hanguan: "Yan Shuwang is not easy to serve, you know it when you see it."
Zheng Yu'an smoked half of the cigarette and said with a smile, "Just don't offend him."
"It's easy for you to think." Qin Hanguan snorted and added, "He's a good drinker, and you can play against each other."
Zheng Yu'an said: "Just don't drink mixed wine."
Qin Hanguan smiled with a cigarette in his mouth. He suddenly remembered something and took out his mobile phone to show Zheng Yu'an: "I have a photo of that guy, do you want to take a look?"
Zheng Yu'an just wanted to say no, but Qin Hanguan had already put the phone in front of his face, and he could see it as soon as he lowered his head.
"How is it?" Qin Hanguan asked.
Zheng Yu'an didn't move his hand holding the cigarette, the ashes burned off some, and the fine pieces fell on his sleeve, and Zheng Yu'an came back to his senses.
"Where did you take this candidly?" Zheng Yuan couldn't help but ask.
The man in the photo does have long hair, and his facial features are not clearly photographed because he is too far away. He is tall and stands out from the crowd.
Qin Hanguan has no guilt: "Ask the little girl in their company what they want."
"..." Zheng Yu'an almost didn't hold the cigarette butt in his hand, he said helplessly, "Leader, don't make your relationship between men and women too messy, don't cause trouble, okay?"
He agreed to go to the exhibition in Baijian, but Zheng Yuan stayed in bed on Sunday. He dropped by to pick up Andai. The other party was very busy and talked on the phone almost all the way in his car.
Andy had time to introduce him when he was almost there.
"Many of the people who come today are business leaders." Andai flipped out the roof panel and put on lipstick in the mirror. "Where's the capitalist?"
Zheng Yu'an smiled and said, "I don't know art, so what are you doing here?"
Andy glanced at him: "Speak as if you understand."
"I don't understand." Zheng Yu'an opened the car door for her, bent down and held out his arm, "That's why I came here to learn more, Mr. An."
Bai Jian is the owner of the exhibition. When he is busy, there is always a lack of greeting. Zheng Yu'an is Andai's male companion, and his degree of freedom is much higher than others. place.
As a leading figure in modern pottery art, Bai Jian's representative image is an owl. Zheng Yu'an bought an ashtray from him and is still using it today.
After greeting Andai, Zheng Yuan strolled around the villa for a while alone.
There are indeed many business leaders among the people who came. As long as half of the financial circle overlaps, Zheng Yu'an's social interaction is not difficult. A boss and a general manager are polite to each other, and the business cards brought in their hands are not enough in the end. .
There was champagne on the dessert table, and An Dai took two glasses and touched Zheng Yuan.
"On that side are the friends in Baijian's circle." Andy pouted towards the end of the corridor.
Zheng Yu'an wanted to drive and didn't plan to really drink, so he asked, "They're all artists?"
Andai: "How is that possible? There are also big bosses. They are basically friends with friends. I don't know many of them."
Zheng Yu'an didn't care at first, and looked away after a glance or two. Bai Jian seemed to have said something, and the group moved their positions.
Andy looked at his expression: "Anyone you know?"
Zheng Yu'an waited for the group of people to disappear from sight, and then said unsurely, "I don't know either."
Andy was inexplicable: "Are you too busy recently?"
Zheng Yuanan smiled like a sigh: "It's possible."
Zhang Jin called early on Monday morning. He didn't drop his voice on the phone, but shouted in stereo surround sound: "Xiao Zheng, when are you coming?"
Zheng Yu'an was packing his things. He raised his shoulders and tucked his mobile phone, and said with a smile, "I'll be here in the afternoon."
Zhang Jin: "Come here at noon, the food in the cafeteria in our building is no worse than that in the bank."
Zheng Yu'an thought it was no problem, so he said hello to Qin Hanguan and took Chen Li to go there first.
It is also in the park. The WE GO building is in the Science and Technology Pioneering Park in Hudong. eye-catching.
Zhang Jin personally came out to pick him up, and handed him another cigarette while waiting for the elevator.
Zheng Yuan took it but didn't light it. He casually put the cigarette in his palm and entered the elevator.
"Go to my office?" Zhang Jin said with a cigarette in his mouth.
Zheng Yu'an nodded, and he turned around and instructed Chen Li: "You go to Sister Luo to chat."
Chen Li smiled and agreed, and after she went out, Zheng Yuan lit the cigarette Zhang Jin gave.
Zhang Jin: "Wait to meet our President Yan?"
Zheng Yu'an glanced at him, put the cigarette between his fingers, and put his wrist on his cheek: "Didn't you say you want to go to the cafeteria to eat?"
Zhang Jin laughed: "You thought you would really let you eat in the cafeteria, we're not so stingy."
Zheng Yu'an smiled and was noncommittal. He and Zhang Jin didn't chat for long when Luo Yan came.
A woman in her early forties, an undefeated flower, Zheng Yu'an always felt that Luo Yan didn't seem to have changed much in the past eight years, only her makeup was brighter. She was more polite than Zhang Jin, calling Zheng Yu'an "Xiao Zheng Zong".
In fact, Zheng Yu'an is also in his 30s, and it is always suspected of being tender when addressing small characters, but except for Chen Li in this room, all of them are basically half a year older than him, so it is not impossible to call him.
In the end, the four of them went to the cafeteria of WE GO. Zhang Jin said that if they didn't pick it up, it would be like hitting the four letters of FLAG on his face.
In turn, Zheng Yuan wanted to comfort him: "I really don't mind eating in the cafeteria."
These words really come from the bottom of my heart. Even if it is a staff canteen, WE GO's restaurant has enough food points, and even has a la carte service, which saves some Zhang Jin's face.
At the same table with a non-smoking lady, Zheng Yu'an naturally won't swallow the clouds. When he was halfway through his meal, he found that another person had come downstairs, Luo Yan said "Yeah" and said somewhat unexpectedly, "Mr. Yan is here. "
Zheng Yuan raised his head and followed.
Yan Shuwang, thirty-five years old, unmarried.
There are also two labels at Qin Hanguan: long hair, big beauty.
The name, age, and marital status are actually invisible to the naked eye, but the two points of beauty and long hair can never go wrong anyway.
Just a glimpse.
Zheng Yu'an remembered the man he looked at twice at the pottery exhibition in Baijian on Sunday.
Different from today, Yan Shuwang didn't tie up his hair that day. He showed a smooth forehead, and his eyebrows and eyes seemed to have been outlined by ink, and it was a bit gaudy to describe it beautifully in any words.
When Yan Shu looked at people, the corners of his slender eyes were lightly lifted, like bird feathers.
"It's quite a coincidence." Zhang Jin greeted, "President Yan!"
Yan Shuwang's eyes wandered over and landed on Zheng Yu'an's face.