Chapter 95 Shopping in the street can also affect the stock price
Butler Yan called and asked Song Xiang if it was convenient now.
Song Xiang sighed, thinking of meeting Yan Han, he lost his appetite for lunch.
She carried her bag, avoided the crowd of onlookers, and went straight to the parking lot, where the Yan family's car was already waiting.
Butler Yan prepared two meals as usual, and the accompanying bodyguards were also the same as yesterday, and they were sent all the way to the Yan's Building.
"Call us if you have orders." The bodyguard followed suit this time and didn't get out of the car.
Song Xiang felt relaxed and carried two thermos buckets into the building. The people she met greeted her more enthusiastically than yesterday. When she walked to the front desk, two little girls at the front desk suddenly followed her.
"Sister Xiang." Two little girls stood at the door of the elevator.
Song Xiang raised his eyebrows, "Is something wrong?"
"It's nothing." The two little girls looked at each other, lowered their voices, and said, "Miss Wen called this morning and said that whenever you come over from now on, you must call her first to ask."
Song Xiang couldn't help laughing, "Then you want to make a call now?"
"No, no, no." The two girls waved their hands repeatedly and said with a smile: "We are not stupid, this kind of order is against the rules. Besides, you are the person that Mr. Yan trusts the most..."
Song Xiang understood that he came here to take credit.
With a smile in her eyes, she walked into the elevator and pressed the floor button.
The two receptionists looked at each other, wondering what she meant.
Song Xiang didn't take the CEO-only elevator. She met many acquaintances along the way. The two thermos buckets she carried were too eye-catching. As soon as she got off the elevator, a group of people behind her started chatting.
"Sister Xiang, are you here to deliver lunch to Mr. Yan?" Xue Mi was just going to the restaurant when she happened to meet Song Xiang.
Song Xiang looked at the quiet surroundings and thought that Yan Han was not here anymore. She felt happy and planned to put down the thermos bucket and leave.
"Mr. Yan is inside." Xue Mi said with a smile.
Song Xiang: "..."
She reluctantly pulled her lips and walked inside carrying the thermos bucket.
The door to the CEO's office was unlocked, only slightly ajar, and Song Xiang carefully pushed it open.
Glancing to the left, he saw Yan Han leaning on the chair with his eyes closed.
When he heard the movement, his eyebrows slightly gathered together, and then he returned to his expressionless state, closing his eyes to rest.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Song Xiang quickly put the meal on the table and prepared to run away quietly.
However, just as she was about to turn around, the man behind the desk suddenly opened his eyes.
"Have you removed the bones from the fish?"
Song Xiang:???
She was confused and turned around to meet Yan Han's eyes.
"How did you know there were fish today?"
Yan Yan gave her a cold look, leaned back on the chair, and said leisurely: "One hundred thousand yuan for a meal, do you plan to just use it and run away?"
Song Xiang felt a little guilty, so she turned around and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, where she sat down and picked fish bones.
She suspected that this meal was the dish designated by Yan Han. There was no right choice of fish, but the hairtail fish, with its bones broken into pieces, was simply a sight to be tortured.
Yan Han didn't know when he sat across from her, his arms lazily resting on the table, and he opened his mouth, showing a tired posture.
"You eat first, I'll pick it up soon."
Song Xiang was worried that he was hungry and tired and would lose his temper later, so he quickly served him rice and then put other vegetables into his bowl.
Yan Han frowned and looked a little impatient while holding the bowl.
Song Xiang was familiar with his expression. He must have had many meetings in the morning and encountered something that made him unhappy.
She wisely shut up and picked the fish bones quietly, so as not to harm the fish in the pond.
It was really quiet in the office, and suddenly there was a knock on the door outside.
Yan Han put the bowl down, took a deep breath, and looked gloomy.
Xue Mi cautiously poked her head in and said softly: "Mr. Yan, something happened."
Yan Hanli ignored her, just frowned and stared at Song Xiang opposite her.
Seeing him, Song Xiang felt uneasy and turned to Xue Mi, "If you have something to say... let me know."
Xue Mi hurriedly walked in, glanced at Song Xiang a little embarrassed, and then pushed her cell phone in front of Yan Han.
"Sister Xiang, did you go shopping just now?"
Song Xiang's heart skipped a beat, and the expression on his face was a bit broken. He had already guessed what was going on.
Yan Han saw something wrong with her expression, picked up Xue Mi's phone and scanned it at a glance.
Xue Mi clenched her hands tightly and whispered: "This video was uploaded anonymously five minutes ago. The click rate and forwarding volume have been increasing. It is estimated that it will become a hot search within a few minutes. Now everyone thinks it is
Miss Yan and the mall manager bullied ordinary customers, which has risen to the corporate culture of the Yan Group."
Song Xiang's hand holding the knife and fork remained motionless. He raised his head slightly and met the severe and cold eyes.
"If you go shopping, you can make Yan's stock price tremble with fear."