Shangguan Wudao turned to look at Yan Xiaolan, with a complicated light flashing in his eyes that even he might not have noticed: "Although two million is a drop in the bucket to me, to you, it must not be a drop in the bucket."
It’s a small amount, it’s not easy for you to repay this money, you have to think clearly. You know, millions are nothing to me, and I don’t need you to repay them to me.”
Yan Xiaolan insisted: "Don't peek through the cracks in the door. I will definitely return the money to you! No matter what I do, I will collect the money. You can come and get it after one year!"
Shangguan Wudao turned around and left, leaving behind a sad figure. Yan Xiaolan suddenly felt that she didn't hate Shangguan Wudao so much in her heart, even though he was the executioner who stole her first kiss!
That night, Yingzi did not come back. She only called Yan Xiaolan on her landline, saying that she was safe and asking Yan Xiaolan not to worry about her. During the phone call, Yingzi also revealed her home landline number to Yan Xiaolan.
Uncle Lan confessed to Yan Xiaolan about the affair with Yan Che, and begged Yan Xiaolan to be lenient. Of course, Yan Xiaolan didn't blame Yingzi for her confession, and just scolded her slightly on the phone.
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The next day, when the sun was shining in the sky, the doorbell rang. Yan Xiaolan thought it was Yingzi who had come back, so she hurriedly ran to open the door. After opening the door, Yan Xiaolan realized that the person standing outside the door was not hers.
Good sister Yingzi, but... Shangguan Wudao's fat and strong special assistant Ahe.
"Your name is Ah He, are you his special assistant?" Yan Xiaolan asked.
"Yes, this is a check for two million. The young president ordered it to be given to you. Please sign for it." Ah He said, handing a check and a stack of thin documents to Yan Xiaolan, who accepted it.
After passing the check, he read the document carefully, and then signed his name on the document with flying colors.
Ah He took advantage of the moment when Yan Xiaolan was signing and looked at Yan Xiaolan carefully again. This time, Yan Xiaolan gave him the impression that she was soft on the outside but strong on the inside, optimistic and strong!
"Go back and tell him, I will pay him back the money!" Yan Xiaolan handed the document back to Ah He, who took the document and turned around and disappeared from Yan Xiaolan's sight.
After Ah He left, Yan Xiaolan leaned against the door and breathed a sigh of relief. She was in a daze for a while, then she walked to the landline and dialed a familiar phone number. Very good, the call was still connected.
"Hello, Uncle Wang? I'm Yan Xiaolan." Yan Xiaolan said, holding the microphone.
"Yes...yes...Miss? Miss, where are you now?" It could be heard that the other party was a little surprised.
"Don't worry about this. You are in Hangzhou now, right? At five o'clock in the afternoon, you come to the West Lake. I have something to give you. Be careful that you are the only one to come, otherwise I will not show up to see you."
After hanging up the phone, Yan Xiaolan put the check of two million in denomination into the innermost layer of her satchel, and then watched soap operas aimlessly in the living room. It was not until four o'clock in the afternoon that she grabbed her satchel and went downstairs.
, walking towards the West Lake step by step...
By the West Lake, Yan Xiaolan smoothly met her late father's right-hand man Wang Kui - now the manager of Yan's Company, a second-rate enterprise in Chengdu, Sichuan, a middle-aged man in his late fifties. His double
Eyes, always shining with the light of wisdom.
"Uncle Wang, this is a check for two million. You can take it back and use it as relief funds for our company. I don't want to watch the company founded by my father collapse like this." Yan Xiaolan handed the check to Wang.