Being rejected was expected. Song Xiang sat opposite Nian Anxi with a calm expression.
"President Nian, Yue Ji's production line cannot be interrupted. Our rental of the production line is a necessary requirement." Suman sat next to him and looked at Nian Anxi with a slightly different look.
When we met for the first time, this woman seemed gentle and decent, but she was really hiding something.
Now that Yan Han is gone, her true colors have been revealed.
Nian Anxi sighed, stood up and poured them both a glass of water.
"Song Xiang, if I don't approve it, don't think it's unfair. Your application for funds is too urgent and the amount is too large. The most important thing is that something happened not long after you took office. At this time, I will approve the funds for you and let others
What do you think of you?"
Listen, how reasonable it is.
Song Xiang calmly responded with a smile, "What you said makes sense."
Nian Anxi breathed a sigh of relief and walked forward to open the inner window of the office, seemingly for ventilation.
"If Li Han were here, he would probably approve it, because he understands you, and from a subjective point of view, he will believe you. But I am different. I don't know you well enough to sign hastily."
What he said was nothing more than saying that everything Song Xiang got was because of Yan Han.
The window was open, her voice was not quiet, and she could be heard clearly outside.
Song Xiang knew in his heart that he would never sign this word no matter what, and any more words would only bring humiliation to himself.
"You can't approve it for 80 million, but can you approve it for 8 million?"
She stood up on her own initiative, walked to the public desktop computer, plugged in the USB flash drive, and quickly changed a contract.
“If it does not exceed 10 million, it is not considered a large application, and you don’t have to worry about taking responsibility.”
Nian Anxi smiled lightly and accepted the contract handed over by Song Xiang.
"It's not me..."
"Does President Nian really have a problem with me?" Song Xiang interrupted her.
Nian Anxi pursed her lips, "How could that be?"
"Then please sign it."
Song Xiang casually took the pen from Nian Anxi's desk and gently pulled out the pen cap.
"The incident happened suddenly and Mr. Yan was not here. I am really sorry for causing you trouble."
Nian Anxi took the pen and did not retreat at all, "I will take this matter seriously whether Mr. Yan is here or not."
Song Xiang smiled, "You misunderstood. What I meant was that if Mr. Yan was here, I would personally borrow it from him."
Nian Anxi's eyes flashed and she felt stunned for a moment.
Song Xiang felt happy, and she basically confirmed Nian Anxi's attitude.
She likes Shun Han, no wonder she always stirs up trouble intentionally or unintentionally.
Their eyes met and they smiled at the same time.
Nian Anxi lowered his head and signed quickly.
Song Xiang took the document and said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Nian."
"It should."
The two sides shook hands and it was so calm that there was no smell of gunpowder smoke.
Suman sat next to him and clicked his tongue slightly.
Nian Anxi sat down behind the desk and watched Song Xiang and Su Man leave the office. The sighs outside suddenly stopped. They were all saying hello to Song Xiang, which shows Song Xiang's influence on this floor.
She placed one hand on the table, and a trace of gloom spread across her beautiful and gentle face, like a vine, quickly surrounding her whole body.
That gentle mask suddenly shattered.
The Nian family went bankrupt more than ten years ago, and her father became Yan's legal adviser from an entrepreneur. Her younger brother and sister who grew up together suddenly became distant young masters. How could she not feel resentful.
She has worked hard over the years, and she just wants to turn things around with her own abilities.
But all this arrogance was distorted the moment he was forced to go back to his country for a blind date.