Li Lan, who was invaded by Leng Ling'er, waved his hand and pretended to be pitiful and whispered: "I took the risk to approve this company. His company has good strength, but it has a record of overdue bank loans."
"This kind of situation is not uncommon!" Yang Meng disagreed.
"No, it's time to compile the semi-annual non-performing loan records again. In the second quarter, I have a lot of problems there. I'm not afraid that this will affect my performance appraisal. I would like to find Mengmeng to accommodate me."
Leng Ling'er chuckled and put the drink into Yang Meng's hand.
Yang Meng snorted, but did not refuse. She opened the drink, took a sip, and said with a curl of her lips: "Sister Lan, you dare to say such things to me just because there is no surveillance in the general manager's office."
"Mengmeng, I treat you like my own sister. Even if someone puts on my shoes, you will still help me." Leng Ling'er knows how to speak well.
well!
Yang Meng was stunned, sighed, and put the information aside, "Sister, leave this matter to me. But you know Mr. Ji's temper, so we can only make a time difference, and the performance will be counted in the first half of the year.
If there are any points deductions, it will be postponed to the second half of the year."
"So cute, I feel relieved with your words. When the half-year bonus is distributed, I will give you a big red envelope!" Leng Ling'er pretended to be happy, and even squeezed out tears from her eyes, letting Yang Meng see it.
He couldn't help but feel soft.
"You should keep it for yourself. I won't suffer any loss if I follow Mr. Ji."
"That's right, who doesn't know that your position in the company is the same as the deputy general manager. Others can't even meet Mr. Ji a few times!" Leng Ling'er started to talk in a cliché.
"That's right, Mr. Ji often tells me to just go ahead and do it."
"Oh, that's a great future. Mengmeng, when you become rich, don't forget about sister!"
"Of course, my parents passed away in an accident. Fortunately, I have my sister to take care of them. Otherwise, even the house left behind would have been occupied by relatives."
"Oh, I can't bear to see you suffer. At that time, I only had one thought: I will fight with anyone who dares to bully you!"
Leng Ling'er slammed the table hard and said indignantly: "I remember, that uncle of yours back then... Oh, uncle, not to mention the money to buy the house, he also paid for it..."
Ding Fan was speechless, he was so into the drama that he wrote and acted it himself, and he was not afraid of showing off his flaws.
I couldn't help but send a voice message to remind: "Ling'er, it's almost enough. Don't go into too many details, it's easy to cheat."
"I am sensible, look at her face!"
Leng Ling'er was so proud. Could it be that she was influenced by Ye Duckweed and learned psychology?
During the long night, the two chatted happily. At the end of the story, Yang Meng was in tears, "The thing I regret most is that I shouldn't have been quarrelsome with my parents. I was so good to a man who was twenty years older than me. I almost fell for him."
My reputation was ruined and I didn’t even have a chance to apologize to my parents.”
"After all the hard work, the joy comes, Mengmeng, let's see how well you are doing now."
"Huh, I'm living a good life, just financially. I want those who bullied me to be punished as they deserve!"
Yang Meng's eyes flashed fiercely, and Ding Fan could see it clearly.
Love, hate, and enmity are everyone's weaknesses, so they are exploited by others to sign incredible contracts.
Seeing that it was almost time, Leng Ling'er pulled the stool closer and asked: "Mengmeng, I heard that you stayed at Mr. Ji's house for one night?"
Yang Meng was startled again, and as expected, she became sensitive. She frowned and said, "Sister Lan, you ask too many questions. Mr. Ji knows that even I don't have any good fruits to eat."
"Nothing else, I'm just curious. The furnishings in rich people's homes must be very luxurious, right?"
There were no secrets involved. Yang Meng hesitated for a moment, but out of vanity, she still said: "Everyone has different preferences and of course different aesthetics. I don't understand the decoration style of Mr. Ji's house, but I just think it's very good and beautiful.
It's a pity that the three floors above and below cover an area of more than 1,000 square meters. Living alone, the environment is not very good. You can hear the sound of trains late at night, so it is not very quiet."
Leng Ling'er took a deep breath and wanted to ask more, but Ding Fan stopped her. Enough was enough. If she said more, she would be betrayed.
After a few vague words, Leng Ling'er yawned and said, "Mengmeng, I've wasted a lot of your time. Let's talk some other time."
"OK."
Leng Ling'er stretched back and went back. Yang Meng continued to sort out the information, but found that the business research report Li Lan had just sent also was clearly redundant.
Although Li Lan is a talkative person, he is very afraid of losing his high-paying job and his attitude is still very strict. How could he make such a low-level mistake?
Also, what she just said was a bit too much?
Yang Meng felt a little uneasy, so she hurried to the office next door, opened the door and walked in, where she saw Li Lan taking a nap while leaning on a chair.
"Sister Lan!" Yang Meng went over and pushed her.
Leng Linger had already left.
Li Lan opened his eyes suddenly, his mind went blank, but sleeping while working was a taboo, so he stood up hurriedly and explained: "Mengmeng, I just closed my eyes, you know who I am."
After looking around for a week and finding nothing unusual, Yang Meng frowned and said, "Sister, you haven't been in good shape at work recently. The investment confirmed in the first half of the year was only flat."
Li Lan's scalp was numb and he could only say with a grimace: "When people are in the middle, there are seniors and juniors at the top. The pressure is too great. Mengmeng, you have to help me."
"I'm just helping you!" Yang Meng put the extra information on the table and warned, "Sister, I won't do this next time."
"Okay, Mengmeng is the best."
Li Lan quickly thanked him, and when Yang Meng left, he found that his memory seemed to be fragmented.
But with Yang Meng in charge, how could Li Lan start a quarrel on his own? He quickly washed his face and returned to work.
When Ding Fan returned to the car, Director Dong Lin immediately started the car, and in the blink of an eye he was far away from Haifu Building, a place of right and wrong.
"Taoist Priest, how many villa areas are there in Fuyuan?" Ding Fan asked.
"Fuyuan is an international metropolis. There are quite a lot of villas, large and small. There must be twenty or thirty of them." Taoist priest Dong Lin recalled it for a moment and said seriously.
"What about three-story detached houses that are relatively remote, close to high-speed rail, train stations or train tracks?" Ding Fan asked again.
After thinking carefully, Director Dong Lin's eyes lit up, "There are two places. One is the Fushan Bay Scenic Area, which is close to the seaside. All the rich people live there."
"Where's the other one?" Ding Fan asked again.
"It's Haolin's residence. It's built on the mountain. It's called a health-preserving and oxygen bar. It used to be pretty good, but a few years ago, wild beasts suddenly came down from the mountain, and the place was no longer in good shape." Taoist priest Dong Lin said.
said.
Ji Ruhua is not afraid of evil and doesn't like excitement. The place that fits Yang Meng's description is probably here.
"Taoist Priest, go to Haolin Mansion now!"
"okay!"
Director Dong Lin turned the steering wheel fiercely and turned around to drive northeast of Fuyuan City.
Through the car window, Ding Fan saw the Fengwu Jiutian Hotel in the distance, half hidden in the forest, looking in the direction of Jingyang.