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Chapter 276 There is no free stove in the world

Yan Han: "I've been in office for half a month, and I haven't seen you do much serious work. It's all about dealing with the Zhang family's mess. Are you a nanny?"

Song Xiang: "..."

She was a little weak. What Yan Han said was true, but it was too one-sided. What she wanted to do was to deal with the Zhang family.

He gave her a stern look and took out two documents from his hand.

"Don't dazzle me. Read these first."

Song Xiang took the document, said "Oh" with a flat mouth, and quietly moved it to the small table in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

What Yan Han gave her were two extremely detailed pre-bankruptcy preparation plans, including a section on promoting bankruptcy, which were completely consistent with Yue Ji's current situation.

Song Xiang looked back and forth, but did not indicate which company it was.

"Mr. Yan, which company's case is this?"

Yan Han did not raise his head and said calmly: "Business secrets."

Song Xiang pouted.

If you don't ask, don't ask. I can only say thank you to my stranger colleagues for their sacrifice.

In just a few dozen pages, everything can basically be labeled with Yue Ji's situation. It is simply tailor-made for Yue Ji.

Song Xiang lamented: We still have to seize the time to study, we can't always eat small dishes in Yanhan's place, otherwise we will lose our backbone.

Just now she was scolding Yan Han for the five thousand yuan, but now she felt that the five thousand yuan was nothing with the halo around Yan Han's head.

The sound of Yan Han flipping documents could be heard in his ears, and everything was quiet. Song Xiang read the documents with her hands in her hands. Every time she saw a wonderful design, she wanted to slap the table. The person who made this document was simply a genius!

She was excited and her phone vibrated continuously.

It's from Yangliu.

Only then did Song Xiang remember that she had agreed to meet Gu Wanru today.

She pressed hang up and forwarded the message.

I've been waiting in the company for a long time, and when I don't see you, I feel like I'm being a big deal.

Yan Han: "Don't even think about going out before you finish watching."

Song Xiang: "...there is business!"

Yan Han raised his head and sneered lightly, his ridicule undisguised.

Song Xiang was angry and said bluntly: "I made an appointment with someone for an interview."

Yan Han raised his eyebrows and put down the pen in his hand, "Can you interview others?"

Song Xiang put down the document and crossed her arms across her chest, "I can't do anything, why did you choose me to be the president?"

Yan Han: "..."

He looked up at the time and waved his hand to Song Xiang, "Make an appointment to the restaurant downstairs."

Song Xiang: "Ah?"

Yan Han: "Let me see how Mr. Song interviews people."

Song Xiang blinked, feeling inexplicably nervous. She was originally interviewing Gu Wanru, but why did it suddenly become her exam?

She probably couldn't persuade Yan Han, so she could only bite the bullet and reply to Yang Liu.

half an hour later

Yang Liu and Gu Wanru arrived downstairs, Song Xiang got up and followed Yan Han downstairs.

She had been responsible for many interviews before, but they were basically administrative staff. For salespeople like Gu Wanru, her industry knowledge was not as good as others.

Really, if you take a test, you will know how to give people problems all day long.

A second before getting out of the elevator, Song Xiang made a big face behind him while Shun Han stepped out.

She and Yang Liu made an appointment at a Western restaurant opposite Yan's. The atmosphere was very good. It was usually a place where couples go on dates after get off work. It was used for interviews. It was really weird.

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Liu waved to Song Xiang on the second floor, glanced at him, and when he saw Yan Yanhan next to him, he was so frightened that he quickly took his hand back.

Song Xiang shrugged, "Mr. Yan, you look a little scary."

Yan Han walked past her and said, "Don't you think her expression is more like disbelief?"

Song Xiang secretly rolled his eyes.

Yan Han only brought two bodyguards, who were all sitting downstairs. They went up to the second floor and went straight to the position chosen by Yang Liu.

Gu Wanru was dressed in professional attire, and she looked very seriously. She did not dress casually just because she knew Song Xiang.

Seeing Yan Han, Yang Liu was a little at a loss, but Gu Wanru was very calm and stood up to say hello.

Song Xiang was stunned for a moment when Yan Han, who usually wished he had eyes on his head, could condescend and shake hands.

The four of them sat down and Yan Han took the initiative to place an order.

Yang Liu and Gu Wanru looked at each other, neither daring to act recklessly. However, Song Xiang was so hungry that he rudely scrolled down half of the menu. Anyway, it was Yan Han who paid the bill.

The food kept coming, but no one spoke at the table, and the promised interview turned into a pantomime.

It was Gu Wanru who spoke first, taking the initiative to hand her resume to Song Xiang, and introduced herself generously.

After making a statement, Yan Han glanced at her again without leaving any trace.

Song Xiang murmured in her heart that this girl was more powerful than she thought, but she was willing to stay under Wang Yong for two or three years, which was a bit unreasonable.

Just as she was thinking about it, Gu Wanru suddenly stood up and poured her a cup of tea.

"With tea instead of wine, I would like to pay homage to Mr. Song first."

Song Xiang was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand.

Originally, she was just taking a cup of tea. Looking at Gu Wanru's expression, Song Xiang thought it wasn't hot. Unexpectedly, as soon as she touched the cup, Gu Wanru's hand shook and two drops of water just fell onto the back of Song Xiang's hand.

Song Xiang trembled and made a big move, knocking over the tea.

A cup of hot water was poured on the table and flowed in the direction of Song Xiang.


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