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Woke up early the next morning.

In Fang Chengyan's office, Zhang Ming and Zhang Lingze were like "father and son soldiers in battle", speaking very hard.

Zhang Ming put the document written overnight on the man's desk, and said, "Mr. Fang, as you can see."

"We're going to withdraw the capital." The smug smile on his face seemed to be expressing the joy in his heart at the moment.

Zhang Ming had a phone call with his immediate boss last night, using the foreign company's contract interest as a criterion, comparing it with the project in front of him back and forth, fanning the flames in the middle, talking and talking, and finally let the leader relax.

Fang Chengyan read the application at a glance, his expression unmoved.

Zhang Ming didn't see any reaction on the man's face, but was rather disappointed.His eyes flicked back and forth on the application he was staring at now—it was written by himself last night, and because he was eager to go home, he wrote it in one go.

"I thought Deputy Director Zhang understood what contract benefits are." The man said.

"So you just treat it as a scrap of paper, don't you?"

"Yes." Before Zhang Ming could speak, Zhang Lingze spoke first.His behavior was even more rampant. He tore up the original contract with his hand. With a wave of his hand, the white paper fragments fluttered. He turned his body rapidly in the air and fell to the ground.

"Ling Ze!" Zhang Ming was caught off guard, but Zhang Ming didn't stop him.

The contract is also to be taken back to the leaders!

"It's okay, you said I was fooling you during the last meal..." The man accepted the contract, and even opened the cap of the pen with his slender fingers.

Zhang Ming stared at him holding his breath.

"If you really think so, then you are free to come and go, as you told me the first time, my company is not short of capital turnover. According to the contract, liquidated damages are paid, and everything follows the process. "

The brush touches the paper, leaving a trace of ink, and then, the man quickly signs his name.

This... Zhang Ming thought all night about how Fang Chengyan would trip them up and say bad things the next morning, but he never expected that everything would go so smoothly with him.

It can be described as reasonable!Zhang Ming couldn't help Fang Chengyan's mind changed.

Then the other party's series of polite words almost blinded him again: "I am very sorry that the cooperation has been tortuous along the way, and I have not been able to continue to cooperate with your company."

Zhang Ming knew that he was at fault first, so he hurriedly said, "Mr. Fang doesn't need to do this, we will cooperate next time."

Zhang Lingze didn't say a word, and looked at him with probing eyes from the side.

"Then let's go first." Zhang Ming gradually became respectful when speaking, this time from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that the other party was about to get up, he said to the man, "No need to send it off."

Fang Chengyan: "I should take you to the door."

When a group of people walked to the corridor, Zhang Lingze suddenly saw the only photo hanging on the wall of the corridor, and couldn't stop looking at it a few more times.

It was probably a group photo of a tea event. In the middle of a group of people, he caught Song Zhi smiling brightly in the last row, and Fang Chengyan was beside Song Zhi. The two stood side by side, very eye-catching in the crowd.

"It's an event I participated in recently." Fang Chengyan took the initiative to explain to him.

"Song Zhi participated in the competition?"

"Yes." Zhang Lingze looked embarrassed, "I'll go back and ask him."

"Don't wait to go back." The man said lightly.

"What?" Zhang Lingze immediately changed his tone like a fighting cock.

Fang Chengyan walked to the end of the corridor, stretched out his hand, and pressed the elevator button: "Didn't he tell you? He's not here."

Zhang Lingze was still standing in front of the elevator door, refusing to go in: "Where did he go?"

Fang Chengyan didn't speak.

As soon as the man mentioned Song Zhi, Zhang Lingze's adrenaline surged: "I don't care where he has gone, and you should stop pretending and talking nonsense with me here, don't you just want to show off?"

"No matter what you do, I will wait for him to change his mind."

The man who has always remained humble and polite did not hold back:

"I'm not going to give you a chance."

Zhang Ming stepped into the elevator early in the morning, looking at the two people who were confronting each other outside, he couldn't speak at all, he just wanted to drag his son in.

That kid from the Song family is different from his predecessors and later, he doesn't speak well, and looks like he's out of order.What kind of ability does he have, what kind of delusional soup he poured into people, how did he fascinate his son, and people like Fang Chengyan... into such a fascination?

I really can't figure it out.

The moment the elevator closed.

Fang Chengyan turned around and took out his mobile phone. He walked back to the photo, his eyes darkened, and asked into the receiver, "Are you free?"

"It's about your colleague."

"Um……"

"...It should be last night, he wants to withdraw the capital."

Fang Chengyan pushed open the door of the office, walked to the window, and habitually looked at the street of the tea house: "I mean, I want him to keep this money, and he has to invest more..."

Zhang Ming left Fang Chengyan's office and bought a ticket.Everyone had already been on the bus for three hours and rushed to the airport, but suddenly received a notice from the company asking him to stay again.

His face turned black, and when he got out of the car with his luggage, his back was silent.

Zhang Lingze saw his father's expression turned like this, and when he asked again, he was so angry that he scolded on the spot: "Dad, don't go, don't fucking go, what can he do?"

Zhang Ming didn't want to talk too much: "You go back first."

"dad."

"I'll check the situation."

"What the hell is going on, why..."

"You go back first!" Zhang Ming couldn't help but push him back on the bus. His son has no other skills, but he still has the advantage of filial piety.

Zhang Ming was walking on the empty road, feeling anxious, his pace quickened, and the center of his eyebrows also twitched.This night and day, the mood is like a roller coaster.

Suppressing his frustration, he sat on the bus for several hours, and came to Fang Chengyan's office reluctantly again.

"sorry."

He bowed deeply when he entered the door, and begged the man again this time, I'm afraid it would be difficult to deal with...

Fang Chengyan looked at him and asked, "What's the matter? Deputy Director Zhang."

Zhang Ming walked over a few steps, feeling more and more unable to keep his face up: "I want to take back what I said this morning."

"Deputy Director Zhang." Fang Chengyan shook his head slightly.

"It's not that I'm fooling you, it's clear that you are fooling me."

Zhang Ming panicked: "Listen to my explanation!"

"The reason for revising the contract before is because... I, I have never seen a situation where the bonus was lowered in the middle! I am not balanced! I don't want to stay here. You know the conditions of Qingyuan. I am too old. It's not acclimatizing. It's me, it's all my fault!" He explained in a panic, so anxious that he almost knelt on the ground.

"It's not necessary." Fang Chengyan flatly refused.

He lowered his head and continued to read the report.

Within a few seconds, he looked at the pile of numbers and suddenly remembered something, his whole expression became serious.

"What about the contract?"

Zhang Ming told the truth: "Tear it up."

He thought to himself, isn't this asking knowingly?Didn't Ling Ze tear it up in front of you?

"What about the copy? The unedited version will do."

In Zhang Ming's eyes, Fang Chengyan's story was inexplicable, what did he want from the previous version?

Fang Chengyan seemed to want to find the document, so he called Secretary Han and asked, "Where is the contract we are keeping?"

"Send it to the Beijing headquarters." Seeing the appearance of his president, Secretary Han showed a puzzled expression: "I asked a female colleague from Beijing to take it back. Yesterday...just took it away..."

Fang Chengyan held the center of his eyebrows and slowed down for two seconds, his expression seemed very helpless.

He beckoned and told people to come out.

Zhang Ming was stunned, this incident must have really pissed people off.

President Fang clasped his hands and placed them on the table, but he was thinking in his heart, wouldn't it be necessary to rewrite it again?

——The way home to find the little tea master.

go one step further.

"And." When Zhang Ming spoke again, he felt ashamed: "Our company's interest, please increase it back."

"How is it possible?" Fang Chengyan asked back, "Do you think I'm ready to talk to that? The interest rate will not change. If you want to get the original dividend, you must change the base."

Zhang Ming hurriedly replied: "We will double the investment."

——Forget it, anyway, that's what he was instructed on the phone!

Fang Chengyan said "Oh?" lightly, as if surprised.

Everything was developing as expected, and a little malice suddenly rose in the man's heart - he would be happy to see Zhang Ming being tricked, and it would be best if he could walk him back and forth.

"That won't work either."

Fang Chengyan still refused: "I don't want to say any more nonsense. It's really troublesome to cooperate with people like you. The financing will not continue. Please go back!"

"Give me a little more time," Zhang Ming said anxiously, "I still need to discuss it with Qin Huai."

When Fang Chengyan heard the name, he suddenly raised his eyelids.

"Okay, let's discuss it with him. The investment amount should be to a level that I am satisfied with, do you understand?"

"clear."

"Give me the results as soon as possible, I can't wait," he said.

"it is good."