Song Xiang tested Yan Han because she wanted to know if he had any major issues with Yan Zhenzhen recently, and to guess the reason why Yan Zhenzhen suddenly appeared next to her, so as to be prepared.
As soon as she asked, Yan Han made an unhappy sound.
"She has nothing to do with me."
Song Xiang was even more confused, "Did Miss Yan make you unhappy again?"
"She will get married soon, and everything from now on will have nothing to do with the Yan family." Yan Han said in a cold tone.
Song Xiang turned around in her mind and immediately guessed that Yan Zhenzhen's insistence on marrying Gong Shiheng might have harmed the interests of the entire Yan family.
"Master Gong promised to marry Miss Yan?" she asked again.
Yan Yanhan was displeased and asked, "What does it have to do with you whether Gong Shiheng marries Yan Zhenzhen or not?"
Song Xiang touched his nose and felt that he had asked too many questions. Yan Han was the one who didn't think too much.
She cleared her throat and said, "I'm too talkative. It's just that Miss Yan came to book a car from me yesterday and I'm a little curious."
"She asked you to book a car?" Yan Han frowned on the phone, and then sneered, "Then she probably has a crush on you."
A chill ran down Song Xiang's spine, as he felt that he was in trouble.
"Follow her, and you'll get some good results." Yan Han said in a weird voice.
Song Xiang swallowed and took the risk to ask bluntly: "If I offend Miss Yan, you won't be angry, right?"
"I told you, she has nothing to do with me." Yan Han said every word.
Song Xiang closed his eyes and finally felt a little relaxed, "I understand."
"Is there any more nonsense? If not, hang up." Yan Han urged impatiently.
Song Xiang spat in the air and still laughed while talking to the phone, "No more, thank you for taking the time to take time out of your busy schedule..."
Toot——
Before Song Xiang could say anything, Yan Han hung up the phone.
damn thing!!!
Song Xiang was frantically looking at her cell phone. She had no place to express her emotions and could only grit her teeth and swallow.
She turned her grief and anger into appetite and emptied the table before taking a taxi to the company.
Two o'clock in the afternoon is the time when people and horses are exhausted.
As soon as Song Xiang entered the door, she found that everyone's eyes were on her.
"Hello, Sister Xiang."
Several colleagues who had not even spoken to her were interacting with Song Xiang. Most of them were older than her, but they all called her sister in a funny way.
Song Xiang felt strange, so he sat down and sent a message to Yang Liu.
Yang Liu: "You don't know?"
Song Xiang frowned and quickly moved his fingers on the phone, "I overslept this morning."
Yang Liu sent a speechless emoticon, and then the message came over: "You went on a business trip with Wang Yong, and most of the achievements are in your name."
Song Xiang took a deep breath and looked at the computer screen for a long time without coming back to her senses. The sales slip she handed in was clearly written in the name of Wang Yong. How could there be any performance in her name?
Yang Liu: "No, I really don't know?"
Song Xiang was helpless, "I really don't know."
Yang Liu: "Then you are just like Wan Ru. She also got the results inexplicably at first, and then she became very familiar with Wang Yong."
Yang Liu's voiceover, Song Xiang, understood clearly. There was definitely something wrong with Wang Yong's list. Gu Wanru was dragged into the water and had to become Wang Yong's man.
She sat in her seat and thought about it, figuring out all the connections. Nine times out of ten, if Wang Yong could change his performance, there was someone above him. No matter what kind of order she submitted, there would be no difference in the result.
In this case...
Find this person!
Song Xiang made up her mind and called Zhao Zhe privately to ask him to make a list of Yan's car dealers, and she planned to screen them one by one.
Zhao Zhe truly repaid his kindness by not only sending personnel information, but also listed the list of personnel with bad records.
Song Xiang felt grateful in her heart, feeling that there were still good people in the world, and not all of them were as high-spirited as Yan.
She cheered herself up and sat there all afternoon looking at the messages on her phone. She put them on the computer for fear of being seen.
Until five o'clock, she had screened out two departments, many of which had more or less relations with Wang Yong.
"Sister Xiang, has Miss Yan received the deposit payment?"
Someone from the contract post brought Song Xiang back from his thoughts.
Only then did she remember that Yan Zhenzhen had ordered a car.
"Sorry, not yet, I'll push it again."
"OK."
Song Xiang put down her phone and called based on her business card. It was not Yan Zhenzhen who answered the phone, but her assistant.
Song Xiang talked about the deposit, and the assistant apologized and said she didn't have time to go in person and asked if she could transfer it to her mobile phone.
"Okay, you can turn around."
Anyway, there is a running record, so if there is a problem, there is no need to worry.
With this in mind, Song Xiang accepted the money from the assistant, went directly to the contracting post, paid the deposit, and confirmed the delivery time.
"You should confirm with the customer again. Once you pay the deposit, the car will be ordered. You can't return it even if you return it," the person at the contracting post reminded.