697. Chapter 697 President, the information you want.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Mu Wanqing was sorting out the information. When her head was spinning, she suddenly received a call: "Within ten minutes, send all the real estate market analysis data for the past three years to the president's office. Remember,
be quick!!!"
After speaking, the other party hung up the phone without politeness.
Mu Wanqing remained in the posture of answering the phone in a daze and did not move for a long time.
After finally regaining consciousness, she felt that there were countless cold winds whistling into her back, and she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air...
Mu Wanqing was holding a thick pile of information and pacing back and forth, hesitant to knock on the door.
She took deep breaths again and again. Finally, seeing that the time was almost up, she mustered up the courage to free up one hand and gently knocked on the door.
After waiting for several seconds, a low and cold word "enter" came from the office.
After holding a thick piece of information for a long time, Mu Wanqing's arms were so numb that she almost lost consciousness.
She opened the door carefully.
At this moment, Yang Mufan was sitting at his desk making a phone call. When he saw the person coming in, a trace of darkness flashed in his dark eyes.
"General...President, the information you want." Mu Wanqing said in a low voice.
Yang Mufan motioned with his eyes to put the information on the desk.
Seeing this, Mu Wanqing hurriedly stepped forward, wanting to put down the information, and then quickly stepped out of the way.
Unexpectedly, she just bowed to Yang Mufan and planned to turn around.
"Wait a minute!!" Yang Mufan's cold voice sounded again.
Mu Wanqing turned around and looked at him with doubtful eyes.
Yang Mufan ignored her and said into the phone: "President Li, prepare 3.3 billion US dollars in advance. I will send someone to pick it up in seven days. As for the next investment, find a time and we will meet and talk in detail. I also
If you have something to do, please make an appointment."
After saying that, Yang Mufan hung up the phone.
Mu Wanqing didn't understand Yang Mufan's intention of leaving her behind, and she didn't dare to ask. She could only stand there stiffly, feeling a little at a loss.
Yang Mufan didn't mean to say anything. He just frowned and rummaged through the information she carried.
Suddenly, the office, which was too large and luxurious, became deathly quiet.
Apart from the rustling of the air conditioner and the turning of paper, Mu Wanqing could only hear her own breathing and heartbeat.
After standing in the office for an unknown amount of time, Yang Mufan suddenly became violent and violently smashed several books on the floor.
Mu Wanqing was so frightened by the sudden scene that she immediately went out of her mind. Her eyes widened in horror, and she didn't understand why Yang Mufan was angry again.
"Mu Wanqing, I asked you to get real estate market analysis data, what kind of messy data did you bring me?! See for yourself!!!"
I admire Fan's handsome forehead, and the blue veins are pulsing.
His expression was quite ferocious and terrifying to the extreme.
Hearing this, Mu Wanqing lowered her eyes and looked at the folder marked on her footsteps. It clearly said: Real estate market information file.
That's right.
When she squatted down, picked up the folder, and took out the information inside, she was dumbfounded: it was full of MB's classic planning cases over the years...
