The canine boyfriend is sticky and fierce

When the elevator arrived, Wen Liang politely gave way first, and walked behind, only to find that the man was walking in the same direction as her, and when she reached the familiar company sign, Wen Liang couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Boss Ye! What brought you here!?" Li Jianjun ran into Ye Wenhe as soon as he came out, and hurried forward to shake hands.

This is a well-known person in the bidding industry. He has sent project bidding plans to him many times before, but he didn't agree. He just stuffed some money recently and invited him to a few meals, so he was willing to chat a little more. There is still a certain distance from getting investment.

After the two exchanged pleasantries, Li Jianjun looked up and saw Wen Liang standing not far away, and asked the front desk to pour him a glass of water, "You wait first."

Wen Liang nodded, and sat quietly on the chair for receiving inquiries from guests.

Mr. Ye's eyes lingered on him, then turned back to Li Jianjun, with a smooth smile, "Let's go in and chat."

The secretary offered tea thoughtfully, and Li Jianjun talked about this investment project while the iron was hot, hoping that the other party would have some positive responses.

But Ye Wenhe is an old and cunning fox, who has been fighting with him all the time, but has not finalized his investment intention.

Li Jianjun became a little discouraged, his old face was not very good-looking.

Ye Wen took a sip of tea calmly, and said leisurely, "Lao Li, don't be impatient when doing business. Drink some tea and relax."

Li Jianjun is a little bit bitter about laughing, his company has encountered financial problems recently, if he can't get the investment, he will probably follow the old path of Wen Ting back then.

"The kid waiting for you outside, I think he's quite sensible, from your company?" Marven Ye raised the issue.

Li Jianjun thought for two seconds, he should be talking about Wen Liang, waved his hands and smiled, "No, he is the son of Wen Ting who did business with me three years ago. That Wen Ting, the business does his part There is no second one, and he dragged himself into bankruptcy abruptly, not to mention bankruptcy, and owed more than 1000 million in debt. After repaying 500 million, he was hanged with a rope and left an only son. .

He was beaten to death by other debt collectors. If I hadn't been sympathetic at the time, the child's life would have been lost.

Up to now he is still paying back my money for his father, only 200 million in three years, and I don’t know when I will get back the remaining 300 million. "

Ye Wenhe's eyes twitched slightly, he thought about it, put down his teacup lightly, and said suggestively: "It's not that Lao Li can't invest in this project, it's just that he's almost meaningless..."

As soon as he heard that he could vote, Li Jianjun immediately got excited, and hurriedly approached and asked, "What do you mean?"

Ye Wenhe looked at him, smiled halfheartedly, did not talk about anything else, and only praised, "Wen Ting's son is really good-looking and well-behaved."

Li Jianjun was stunned for a moment, remembering those outrageous rumors, he looked at Ye Wenhe in disbelief, and the old fox-like eyes of the other party stared at him directly.

"Old Li, the company is very short of money right now."

Li Jianjun swallowed involuntarily, his thoughts were full of thoughts.

The door of the office opened, the man came out, and smiled lovingly at him, Wen Liang was a little confused, got up and went into the office.

The black desk was full of documents, and a slightly tired man was sitting behind it lost in thought. When he saw Wen Liang coming in, his eyes were even more complicated.

It was uncomfortable to be stared at by him like this, Wen Liang said softly, "President Li, I... come to pay back the money, there is 70 in this card."

Li Jianjun didn't even look at the bank card. He stared straight at Wen Liang for a long time before he sighed and asked him, "Xiao Liang, I know it's not easy for you, but it's been three years. 500 million, you will pay back half of it."

An invisible pressure pinched Wen Liang like a big hand, and Wen Liang couldn't help pinching his palm, "Mr. Li, I will work hard, and I will definitely return the money to you as soon as possible."

"Yes, I know you're a good boy, otherwise I wouldn't have saved you back then, and I even bought a cemetery for your father in the city." Li Jianjun boasted, but suddenly the words changed, "It's just that I'm also a small boy. The turnover of business has been relatively difficult recently, you can see that you still don’t have any money, every inch of land in the urban area is worth every inch of gold, why don’t you change it for your father…”

"Mr. Li!" Wen Liang clenched his palms, a little out of breath, "I will find a way, Mr. Li, please give me some time, don't sell my father's cemetery, I will definitely find a way !"

Looking at Wen Liang, whose face was gradually pale, Li Jianjun knew that he was half successful, so he quickly poured a cup of tea, took it down and handed it to him, "Son, don't worry, don't worry, I'm just an idea. There must be other ways, take care of yourself." Think about it, and I will also pay attention to whether there is any way to solve the difficulties between you and me."

The two were silent in the office for a while, Li Jianjun answered a phone call, and suddenly said to Wen Liang with bright eyes: "Half a month later, there will be an investment bank reception. I will take you there to see if I can meet some of your father's life. Friends, go and beg others to see if you can ease the situation between the two of us."

Wen Liang looked at him, unable to refuse, nodded heavily.

In the end, Mr. Li collected the 70 yuan, and Wen Liang walked out alone, feeling that he had nothing, and the sky was mercilessly covered with snowflakes. Yes, it was already December, the depth of winter was coming, and his 25th birthday was coming soon.

I was delayed by Mr. Li for some time, and Wen Liang couldn't catch the bus again. Now I don't have any money on me, and the only emergency deposit of 1 yuan is left at home.

After hesitating again and again, Wen Liang had no choice but to call Wu Bai.

"You took the initiative today, what's the matter?"

A snowflake melted into the palm of his hand, Wen Liang felt chilly and dazed, "Can you...can you take me home for a while, I missed the bus today because of something."

"I told Xiao Hei to send you off earlier, but you are still stubborn with me. Now you are not coming to me obediently. Where are you, I will come to pick you up."

Wen Liang reported the address, said thank you gratefully, and sat alone on the bench with no one there.

Under the light of the roadside fire, snowflakes fell rustlingly, Wen Liang stared at the sky in a trance, let go of his thoughts, closed his five senses, and let himself escape from reality for a short time.

It wasn't until the ear-piercing sound of the car sounded that Wen Liang moved, only to realize that his neck was already stiff and his eyebrows were covered with a layer of snowflakes.

Wu Bai's teasing voice came through the car window, "What are you looking at like an idiot, hurry up."

Wen Liang nodded with difficulty and rubbed her neck.

Wu Bai noticed his strangeness, and asked softly, "What's wrong, your neck hurts?"

Wen Liang nodded, "Looking up for too long, I'm a little stiff."

"Stupid." Wu Bai stretched out a hand and gently pinched the back of his neck for him. There seemed to be a slight electric current in his warm palm, and Wen Liang felt a little itchy, but this time he restrained himself from hiding.

"Hey, it's so strange today, you don't want to hide from me anymore." Wu Bai couldn't help being in a good mood.