Song Xiang himself felt crazy as soon as the idea of asking Yan Han to help Duan Ge came up.
The call was dialed and the call was picked up within seconds.
Her voice was stuck in her throat, and her brain was at a loss.
No words were spoken over there.
Half a day later.
Yan Han: "Speak."
Song Xiang took a breath and asked, "Are you busy now?"
Yan Han snorted, "I don't have time to take care of you."
Song Xiang pouted and said, "I'm in Duan Xiangtian's office, and there are some asset disputes here..."
"Where are you?" Yan Han suddenly interrupted her.
There were beads of sweat on Song Xiang's forehead, and she raised her hand to wipe it away, "Duan Xiangnan wants to deal with Duan Ge. He doesn't understand this, so he asked me to help."
Yan Han: "Then you are really powerful, help him."
Song Xiang paced back and forth and breathed a sigh of relief, "Mr. Yan, you and Mr. Duan had some friendship before. If you can help me at this time, you will definitely be rewarded in the future."
Yan Han: "What kind of reward will I give him?"
Tsk, the oil and salt are not coming in.
"Duan Ge said he would kneel down for you."
"Whoever is willing to kneel at my feet can fill up the moat."
Song Xiang: "..."
Crazy.
She was already feeling uncomfortable. She was holding one hand on the wall while talking, her temples were twitching, and she almost had a double image in front of her eyes.
"Shen Han, please let me ask you to lend me even two people."
There was a cold snort on the phone, and he said: "Please beg me for him?"
"No, I personally owe you a favor. Both the Duan family and my son have helped me. This is my only chance to repay the favor."
Song Xiang leaned his head against the wall and panted slightly, "You, sir, will make a fortune for the Duan family. In the future..."
beep--
The phone hung up.
Finished.
Song Xiang closed his eyes, raised his hand and knocked on his head.
If Yan Han didn't help, she really wouldn't be able to find anyone else who could solve the problem.
It's really not her style to see Duan Ge get into trouble tomorrow.
Looking for Yan Han was actually shameless, because she knew he liked her a little bit.
To put it harshly, this is considered taking advantage.
But whenever something happens, she really just wants to get him.
If he had just agreed, how could she return the favor to him?
Taking a deep breath, turned around and leaned against the wall to relax.
After thinking about it, I decided to call Ding Fan. Although Yue Ji was young, he had all the internal organs and there were still people who knew how to resolve asset disputes.
But, who can compare with Shun Han.
Back in the office, Duan Ge faced a pile of documents and his face turned pale.
This young man has never experienced anything like this. He probably has never even read a financial report.
Song Xiang sighed and waited for the person Ding Fan was looking for to arrive.
The whole building was quiet until Ding Fan showed up with someone.
"Mr. Song, these asset packages are too old, so it is difficult for us to deal with them."
"Even the most professional person can't do it in one night."
"Time is too tight, it can't be done."
…
A bunch of rejections.
"Who says it can't be done?"
The cold and crisp voice cut through the heavy noise and silenced the entire office.
Song Xiang was a little confused and followed the sound.
door.
The man wore gold-rimmed glasses and pushed up the frame slightly, his brows and eyes filled with arrogance.
Song Xiang had seen this person before. He was Jin Yuan from Shenghui Office.
A victorious general in the financial circle.
Just as she was about to open her mouth, the other person turned sideways.
There was a sound of breathing.
Two neat teams of black-clad bodyguards, Yan Han was sitting on a chair outside, playing with the gadgets on the unfamiliar workstation. As if he expected her to look over, he slowly raised his eyes.
Their eyes faced each other, and fire was everywhere.
Song Xiang was still stunned, but Duan Ge exploded.