Qin Hanguan snapped his fingers neatly between Zheng Yu'an's brows, and said impatiently, "What kind of desert are you doing?"
Zheng Yuan held the cigarette, he glanced at his leader, slowly exhaled the smoke ring, put his thumb on his temple, and asked, "Have you thought about the interest rate?"
Qin Hanguan: "Such a large amount of money can be determined by the branch, and I have already reported it."
The sub-branch is responsible for business, and the branch is responsible for decision-making. This is the work flow of a general bank. Qin Han Guanken reported that WE GO’s request could be achieved by JZ Bank, and the fertilizer and water did not flow to outsiders. After cooperating for so long, there is no reason not to continue. .
"We have to meet and talk this week." Qin Hanguan put out the cigarette and said, "This time I will go too."
Zheng Yu'an's attitude is all that is necessary, mainly because he didn't talk about anything substantive last time. After he finished smoking the cigarette that Yan Shuwang handed over in the lounge, he went back to find that Zhang Jin and Luo Yan were not there. Now, he and Yan Shuwang are the only ones.
The man's face, hair, the smell of cigarettes, his voice like alcohol, and the gaze that always fell on his face afterward.
"What are you thinking about?" Qin Hanguan frowned, "Have you found a good woman?"
Zheng Yuan's brows jumped down, he glanced at Qin Hanguan, and said angrily: "I'm not you, the lower body is as unruly as the mouth."
Qin Hanguan pointed at him: "Be respectful, I am your leader." After a while, he couldn't help but ask, "How do you feel when you meet Yan Shuwang?"
Zheng Yuan smoked a cigarette calmly: "What does it feel like?"
Qin Hanguan: "Don't pretend to be garlic, how good-looking is that man."
Zheng Yu'an seemed to be forced to recall it before he said, "There is a word in the second dimension."
Qin Hanguan: "?"
Zheng Yu'an: "It's called Tear Man Man."
Qin Hanguan: "What the hell is that?"
Zheng Yuan pressed the cigarette out on the trash can, and said lightly, "It's the man who came out of the comics, it's not very real."
In the next few days, WE GO has been contacting Zhang Jin. He has a direct phone number from Zheng Yu'an's office, and he often calls to harass him, half talking about work, and half talking about other things.
"Your interest rate is almost fixed?" Zhang Jin asked.
Zheng Yu'an's back was leaning on the work chair, and he was relatively relaxed. He said while holding a cigarette case: "We are full of sincerity, brother, you will give as much as you want, and you should also consider us in terms of stocks and debts."
High-quality corporate banks will also invest money, which is somewhat similar to the nature of venture capital, but it depends on the attitude of the company. If the company does not want to be diluted too much, the company will hesitate.
"It doesn't matter what I said." Zhang Jin was sincere, "You have to ask our President Yan."
When referring to Yan Shuwang, Zheng Yu'an was strangely silent for a few seconds, but Zhang Jin didn't realize it, and was still emphasizing "General Manager Yan" and "General Manager Yan".
"Don't be nervous, bro." Zheng Yuan put the cigarette in his mouth, he smiled, "I have dinner this week, what kind of wine is Mr. Yan drinking?"
Zhang Jin laughed and scolded: "How wild is your kid?"
Zheng Yuan didn't light the cigarette. He gently pressed the mouth of the cigarette with his tongue, and swayed the cigarette up and down between his lips and teeth, smiling casually: "Just try it and you'll know."
Now that the dinner party has been booked, I must choose what Yan Shu likes.
There are many high-end restaurants in the park with a per capita range of 600 to 700 to 12000. Andai also introduced a few of him. Zheng Yu'an picked and chose one that cooked southern Fujian cuisine.
Qin Hanguan does not have such a high appreciation taste. When I followed Zheng Yu'an's car to the store, I only felt that the decoration was good, almost all white compartment design, there was a 3D welcome pine at the door, artificial scenery was built around, and the rockery pond looked at it. just expensive.
Zheng Yu'an just finished choosing the dishes, when Yan Shuwang and they arrived.
Zhang Jin and Luo Yan didn't have much baggage after work. Luo Yan could see that they had just done makeup, red lips winked, and shouted "Mr. Zheng". They gave up their seats to Yan Shuwang, but Zheng Yu'an found that the latter was rare. Not wearing formal clothes.
He didn't let the waiter take away the menu, but handed it to Yan Shuwang, and asked with a smile, "Do you want to choose again, Mr. Yan?"
Yan Shu glanced at him, but didn't answer: "Mr. Zheng decides it's fine."
Zheng Yu'an was not polite, added a few more cold dishes, and asked the waiter to open the wine first.
Qin Hanguan and Zheng Yu'an are both massive, especially Zheng Yu'an. As long as he doesn't drink mixed wine, he will never keep fish in the cup. The wine must be dry. After three cups of Dream Blue, Zhang Jin's legs are a little soft.
"The dishes haven't been eaten yet." Zhang Jin admitted defeat, "Let's not make such a big deal as soon as we come up! Drinking on an empty stomach hurts the body!"
With Zheng Yu'an taking the lead, Qin Hanguan was of course only used in the back of the crowd. He had to drink with Yan Shuwang, so he took the initiative to bring a glass to Yan Shuwang.
"Mr. Yan." Qin Hanguan looked a bit like a rogue, "It's a pleasure to cooperate."
Yan Shuwang still gave him face, took a sip from the wine glass, Qin Hanguan wanted to pass the cigarette, but Yan Shuwang refused.
"I don't smoke Nanjing," he said.
Qin Hanguan deliberately opened a new pack of Ninety-five Supremes and received such a cold reception. He didn't mind, he smiled and took the root and put it in his mouth.
Zheng Yu'an subconsciously stood up to light a cigarette for the leader, and when Qin Hanguan smoked it, he took out his cigarette case, shook out one and handed it to Yan Shuwang, and said with a smile, "Mr. Yan smokes me."
Yan Shuwang didn't refuse this time, he stretched out his hand, his fingertips like fine white jade.
Even Zheng Yu'an sometimes felt that it was unfair for Nuwa to pinch people. It didn't matter if her face was that long, and even pinching her nails would look good everywhere.
The seat that Zheng Yuan sat in was separated from Yan Shuwang by Qin Hanguan. It was easy to pass cigarettes, but it was not very convenient to light cigarettes.
Qin Hanguan smiled boldly: "I'll light a cigarette for Mr. Yan."
Yan Shuwang was noncommittal, tilted his head, and put the cigarette in his mouth.
Qin Hanguan helped him light the cigarette, and Yan Shuwang took a long puff.
He picked up the wine glass and called Zheng Yu'an "Little Zheng," like Luo Yan, and said, "I respect you."
Zheng Yu'an was flattered. Naturally, he poured a cup into his mouth. Looking back, he found that Yan Shuwang had also done it, and Zhang Jin refilled it for him.
"It's still Xiao Zheng's face." Zhang Jin said with a smile, "We'll have a toast with you, Mr. Yan."
Zheng Yu'an was very appreciative of his affection, raised the cup again, and said, "Don't I have to drink two cups then?"
Qin Hanguan was really afraid that he would drink and lie down, so he persuaded: "Take it easy."
Zheng Yu'an still drank the wine, and said without changing his face: "It's not in the way."
The dishes came one after another, and one of them was one of Yipin's steamed rice, which Zheng Yuan liked very much. The waiter poured the soy milk into the seafood pot. .
Qin Hanguan is still chatting with Yan Shuwang about business affairs. Yan Shuwang doesn't talk much. When he listens to someone, he will focus on looking at the other person's eyes, with a cigarette between his fingers, and only occasionally take a puff.
Although Qin Hanguan talked a lot, he was not annoying. After he finished his official business, he said something else, which was interesting to listen to.
The waiter brought a male spoon and a male bowl, and Zheng Yu'an took it by the way, and said softly, "I'll come."
He distributed porridge to several people, pushed the turntable to each of them, Luo Yan took a sip, and sighed: "Mr. Zheng is so considerate."
Qin Hanguan smiled: "We Zheng always do it at the counter, and the service level is in place."
Yan Shuwang looked at him, Zheng Yuan made a "please" gesture and said, "Yan always try it."
Yan Shuwang really took a sip.
He gave face like this, which made Zheng Yu'an very frightened, and even Qin Hanguan's expression became amused, and he asked casually, "Mr. Yan knew us Xiao Zheng before?"
Yan Shuwang just smiled and did not explain clearly.
Once the beauty is too much, it is like adding a soft light filter when doing things and talking. Yan Shuwang is a movie pictorial with high magnification and slow frame rate. The people next to him are not willing to ask him more, for fear of making the beauty unhappy. .
He also ate the food and drank the wine. Zhang Jin was the one who lay down first. He couldn't walk straight, so he leaned on Zheng Yu'an's shoulder and complained, "You kid is really drunk!"
Zheng Yu'an couldn't bear to drink, but his expression didn't change at this moment. He called for a driver and helped him into the back seat: "Rest early, brother, we'll drink next time."
Zhang Jin only had the strength to wave his hand, he was afraid that he would vomit if he spoke again.
Luo Yan didn't drink and was about to drive back by herself. Zheng Yu'an told him a few words before returning to the door of the hotel. Qin Hanguan was leaning against the wall to smoke, and saw him raise an eyebrow.
"All gone?" he asked.
Zheng Yuan nodded: "I also called a chauffeur for you."
Qin Hanguan looked at his face: "You really have no bottom for wine."
Zheng Yu'an smiled: "Actually, there are more, but I can hold it."
Qin Hanguan didn't seem to believe him, and went downstairs by himself to wait for the bus.
Because the hotel was built in a building, the toilet was outside. Zheng Yuan took a handful of water and threw it on his face, closed his eyes against the table, and shook his head.
He really wasn't being modest to Qin Hanguan just now, he really drank too much wine today.
The breath he exhaled was full of the scent of liquor. Zheng Yu'an unbuttoned the collar and bent down to take a sip of water. When he raised his head again, he suddenly found that there were more people in the mirror.
Yan Shuwang looked at him in the mirror with a cigarette in his mouth.
Zheng Yu'an woke up, smiled subconsciously, nodded and asked, "Mr. Yan hasn't left yet?"
"Pee." Yan Shuwang took the cigarette in his hand, he said a straightforward and rude word, staring at Zheng Yuan's face, "Drinking too much?"
Zheng Yuan hesitated for a while. He didn't really want to reveal the depth of his alcohol intake before cooperation, but he couldn't seem to lie to Yan Shuwang's instinct, so he had to make an ambiguous "um".
Yan Shuwang lowered his head and lit the cigarette.
He has long hair, and the ends of his hair that he tied up when he lit the cigarette slipped down to the front of his shoulders, and then he brushed it back to the back of his neck.
Zheng Yu'an's eyes were drawn unconsciously. Among the girlfriends he had been with, there were also long hair like this. Even when he did the same action, Yan Shuwang didn't look feminine at all.
"What are you looking at?" Yan Shuwang raised his eyes, he was not Zheng Yu'an's obvious double eyelids, with slender and upwardly raised eyelids, as beautiful as a demon in Liao Zhai who sucked the yang qi of scholars.
Zheng Yuanan felt offended and whispered "sorry".
Yan Shuwang didn't ask him what he was sorry for, but suddenly took a few steps closer and leaned over.
Even if Zheng Yuan had drunk too much, his reaction was slow, but he still couldn't move at all. He supported the sink with one hand and pressed Yan Shuwang's shoulder with the other, but the other party's strength was stronger than he thought.
Zheng Yu'an closed his eyes unexpectedly, and Yan Shuwang snorted in his ear: "What does President Zheng think I'm going to do?"
Zheng Yu'an: "?"
Yan Shuwang stretched out his long arm and pulled out a piece of tissue from the opening at the bottom of the vanity mirror.
Zheng Yu'an: "..."
Yan Shuwang seemed to find it very interesting, he laughed again, handed the tissue to Zheng Yu'an, and said, "Wipe your face and wake up."