President of Chuancheng Entertainment

After Song Yu came out of the toilet, he went straight to his office. As expected, he opened the door of the office and saw Xi Yan sitting upright. Song Yu felt something different when he walked in.

After he sat down, he realized that the things on the table were much cleaner, and everyone in the fish tank had been changed again. The little goldfish with white belly and golden back were swimming happily, eating light brown fish food. .

"Brother, have you fed it?" Song Yu sat down and shook the fish tank.

Xi Yan nodded, took out a checkbook from his suit, and quickly filled in the options on it familiarly, with strong handwriting: "You take this check first, and use it to recover the shares."

Song Yu glanced at the amount, and resolutely stuffed the check back. The amount is too large, and it cannot be replaced by a simple favor, "I have a solution, as long as the project is launched, the funds will not be a problem .”

"This is when I become a shareholder." Xi Yan took his palm and gently spread it out: "I'm still waiting for you to pay me this month."

Song Yu's face was slightly embarrassed. He was indeed a black-hearted boss who couldn't pay wages, but now all these problems have been solved, and he waved his hand very proudly: "No problem, Xiao Song, he performed well this month, let's pay the year-end bonus in advance !"

"Thanks to our President Song."

Song Yu suddenly stood up and went to the safe at the back, opened the cabinet door with a password, took out a stack of documents, put them on the table, and said with some hesitation: "These are some documents I have investigated Xi's branch in Yangcheng over the past two years. , At that time, I didn’t know it was my brother’s company.”

The stack of materials was very thick, and a large amount of data was listed on each page on the table. Xi Yan just casually glanced at it twice and looked away indifferently.

"At the beginning, I planned to use this document as the last weapon." Song Yu waved his hand: "It seems that there is no need for this now."

What is recorded in this document is false internal data in Yangcheng Company, and the investigation of it can affect Xi Yan's head office.

"You take this away." Song Yu's expression turned serious, "Brother, I didn't tell you because of that man in Yangcheng." Song Yu paused, "I think it's necessary to warn him , don’t move any more.”

Xi Yan nodded invisibly, stood up and took the document, "Do you want to go there together to meet the person who is stalking you behind your back?"

"No need, I've seen it before." Song Yu couldn't bear to recall that middle-aged greasy look, so he waved his hand at him, "Forget it, I'm afraid I vomited up my breakfast."

"It's okay." Xi Yan's eyes were cold, "You will never see this person in Yangcheng again."

When Xi Yan went downstairs to pick up the car, a message suddenly came from Song Yu's cell phone - "Mingyue is with me."

The sender of the message is... Xie Junyi.

Xi Yan sat in that car, but stared at Song Yu with an unnatural expression: "What's wrong?"

Song Yu put the phone away, "It's nothing, it's just something unimportant sent by a friend of mine." He felt a little dazed from being stared at, so he had to slowly look away and look at the floor.

Suddenly a hand stretched out and landed on top of his head, his voice floated over the noise of the car engine, "Okay, don't lie to me. Go up, be safe by yourself, I'll be right back. "

Until the car drove away, Song Yu lowered his head after looking at the buttocks of the car for a while, squatted in the empty parking lot with his head in his hands, and muttered: "Brother..."

When the mobile phone in his pocket gave out an information notification tone, Song Yu slowly stood up and resumed his usual indifferent expression. When he turned on the screen, he saw a series of familiar addresses, in the suburbs of Yangcheng.

Yangcheng is an orthodox first-tier city. The transportation within the urban area is convenient and the number of people is surging. However, the more prosperous places are also the places with backward development. The suburbs of Yangcheng have good scenery but the economy is not good. Tourist attractions, so the suburbs of Yangcheng during this period are sparsely populated and there are many and mixed buildings.

Song Yu frowned, Xie Junyi would choose such a place.

He was a little puzzled, but his desire to see Mingyue and ask for clarification was stronger than that.

After he turned around in the parking lot, he finally found an old gray Santana, probably from that era.