"There are one hundred thousand yuan in this card, here it is for you!"
At noon the next day, while off work, Yang Fan met two employees from the legal department of Tangcheng Film and Television and handed them his bank card.
This is a coffee shop where the two parties meet.
The two employees of the legal department looked at each other, then at the bank card, then raised their heads and looked at Yang Fan, and said with some doubts: "Didn't I give it to you?"
"What?"
Yang Fan looked at the two people in surprise and confusion, not knowing why.
Seeing Yang Fan's appearance, the two of them became even more doubtful and puzzled.
"Just this morning, our company's financial account transferred 100,000 yuan. The note was from you."
An employee from the legal department frowned and spoke.
Yang Fan was a little dumbfounded and couldn't calm down for a long time.
"You mean? Someone gave you money?"
The two legal department employees nodded: "Yes, that's why we made an appointment with you today to hand over the written certificate to you and end this dispute."
With that said, the two employees took out two written certificates on A4 paper from their briefcases. The content was that Yi Anyu would repay the money on which day and that the two would not owe each other anything.
Yang Fan looked at the written certificate carefully. It already had the seals and signatures of the Finance Department and Legal Department of Tangcheng Film and Television.
Now he is the only one left who has not signed yet.
Yang Fan still had some doubts in his heart, but he was still very happy. He signed his name with a few strokes, one was a pen name and the other was his real name.
Finally, under the instructions of the two of them, he pressed his fingerprints.
"Okay, there is no more conflict of interest between the two of us."
"We will continue to cooperate if there is an opportunity in the future."
The two legal department employees said some polite words, then picked up a certificate, got up and left.
Yang Fan stared blankly at a written certificate in his hand, unable to recover for a long time.
Someone has already given money? Who paid it back for me?
Ruhua? It’s her!
Yang Fan suddenly realized that besides telling Xia Ruhua, he never told anyone else about his bad luck.
Zhao Xinlong does not count because he knew about the affairs between himself and Tiancheng Film and Television through personal channels.
The only person she took the initiative to tell was Xia Ruhua.
Apart from Xia Ruhua paying for herself, there could be no other person.
Thinking of this, Yang Fan subconsciously wanted to call Xia Ruhua.
But he still controlled his excitement and did not call Xia Ruhua immediately.
Xia Ruhua must be very busy at this time.
She is not like him. She is now in a critical period for promotion and must be much busier. It is better not to disturb her.
Hey, my wife still loves me, she still loves me.
At this moment, Yang Fan felt very sweet, happy and excited.
"Waiter, check out!"
With an extremely heroic wave of his hand, he settled the bill.
After returning to the company, even when he entered the security department office, he always had a smile on his face.
Lu Xiao couldn't help but shook his head when he saw Yang Fan's smile.
What's wrong with this Yang Fan? He is depressed and laughs at other times?
The work in the afternoon was very monotonous, and there was nothing that required Yang Fan's intervention.
He doesn't need to stand guard at the gate, nor does he need to have any security tasks like other security guards.
On this day, apart from sitting in the office in a daze and drinking tea, he just dealt with some trivial matters, signed signatures and so on.
Before getting off work, Yang Fan did not forget to look for Zhao Xinlong.
When he went to find Zhao Xinlong again, Zhao Xinlong was speechless.
The previous security captain had never been so bold as to directly approach him as the chairman.
The only exception is Yang Fan. In the past two days alone, he has come here more than twice.
Except for the first time when he took the initiative to call Yang Fan over for Wen Hui's sake, Yang Fan took the initiative to come over for the rest.
But when Yang Fan put the bank card on the table, Zhao Xinlong was still a little surprised.
"Chairman, return the bank card to you."
Yang Fan spoke and looked at Zhao Xinlong.
Zhao Xinlong hummed, nodded, and casually threw the bank card into the drawer.
"Although I don't know the reason, it seems that you are out of trouble."
"Yes, but I still want to thank you for your help." Yang Fan nodded and communicated with Zhao Xinlong politely.
Now he is the company's little security captain, not even the company's middle managers, and Zhao Xinlong is the head of the company.
The huge status gap between the two made Yang Fan dare not be the least bit contemptuous or rude.
"Okay, you can go back."
Zhao Xinlong didn't say much, and waved his hand to signal Yang Fan to leave.
Yang Fan did not stay here like the mangy dog, and turned around and walked out of Zhao Xinlong's office.
At six o'clock in the evening, Yang Fan tidied up and left work with a relaxed expression.
I continued taking the city bus back home.
Inside the home, nothing has changed, it's still the same.
Yang Fan made a haphazard meal, that is, he heated up a few dishes from last night and ate them.
After eating, Yang Fan made a cup of tea, then picked up the phone and thought of calling Xia Ruhua.
Yang Fan called Xia Ruhua's cell phone with excitement.
After a long wait, the phone rang for more than half a minute before it was connected.
But what caught my ears was not Xia Ruhua's voice, but some noisy music, strong heavy metal music, and even a lot of cheers.
"Who?"
The call was not answered by Xia Ruhua, but by a man with a majestic voice.
Yang Fan had some doubts in his heart, but he didn't think much about it.
"Ask Ruhua to answer the phone." Yang Fan said to the man.
"Ruhua is busy with that, you can fight again later."
The man opposite hung up the phone extremely impatiently.
The world in Yang Fan's ears suddenly became quiet, but his heart was no longer calm.
Yang Fan frowned and looked at the phone, then pressed dial again.
The time to answer the phone this time was short, but the man who answered the phone shouted irritably: "I asked you to call me later, I'm busy with that."
"Let Xia Ruhua answer the phone, I'm his husband." Yang Fan also shouted loudly and was very rude to the man opposite.
When the man opposite heard Yang Fan's words, he was stunned for a moment, and then said still irritably: "Stop fighting, get busy with that."
Suddenly, the man hung up the phone again.
Yang Fan didn't know who this person was. His voice was unfamiliar and not familiar to him.
But he felt very sad in his heart. Why did Xia Ruhua's phone number get into someone else's hands?
And where is Xia Ruhua? With such loud music and cheerful cheers, does this look like a bar?
Xia Ruhua rarely went to bars before, except for business entertainment.
It seems that she is busy socializing again.
Just thinking about Xia Ruhua's social activities made Yang Fan feel a little sad. He also immediately thought of what happened between Xia Ruhua and Ma Ruming that day.
If it weren't for him, his wife would have been succeeded by Ma Ruming.
Besides herself, the wife will welcome the exploration of a second man.
So this time? This night?
Yang Fan continued to call his wife irritably.
But this time, he couldn't get through because it said he was on a call, please try again later.
He continued to call, but still got the same message that he was on a call.
Yang Fan slapped his palm on the table. He finally understood that the man who didn't know where he came from had added him to the blacklist.
Otherwise, this is absolutely impossible.
How brave he is to step on a horse. He and Ruhua are husband and wife. Where does this man have the qualifications and rights to add himself to the blacklist?
Isn't this deliberately destroying other people's families?
Yang Fan had no choice but to turn to his sister-in-law Xia Siyu's phone number.
There was no way, Xia Siyu was the liaison between him and his wife, and she was also the little one who got the news.
"Brother-in-law, are you asking me where my sister is again?"
After Xia Siyu answered the phone, she sighed helplessly.
Obviously, she already knew Yang Fan's intentions.
"Ask me."
Yang Fan's tone was a little bitter. When had he contacted his wife and had to rely on his sister-in-law?
"Let me ask you!" my sister-in-law replied somewhat depressedly.
Two minutes later.
"Brother-in-law, my sister attends the company's monthly meeting. It's not a date, it's a monthly meeting. It's held once every month. She drinks and sings with her colleagues."
Monthly meetings are similar to annual meetings.
It's just that the annual meeting is once a year, but the monthly meeting is similar to a dinner party among colleagues, or team building.
Yang Fan hung up the phone, smiled helplessly, picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea.
Forget it, I'm not angry.
I have proven that my wife loves me, otherwise she would not repay the money for me.
I should also give my wife a little trust, lest I be really disliked by Ruhua and think that I am a narrow-minded man.
Even though I feel very irritable, depressed and worried about my wife at the moment.
Ring bell…
At this time, in the living room where the lights were not turned on, a sudden ringing sound suddenly sounded.
Yang Fan picked up the phone fiercely, but his eyes quickly showed disappointment.
He thought it was a call from his wife, but it wasn't.
The caller was Li Chengquan, who had almost nothing to do with him and was a complete stranger.
The old man Li whom I met at the waiting hall of Linjiang City.
He hesitated before pressing the answer button.
"Haha, brother Yang, are you surprised? Isn't it surprising? The money you owe from Orange Film and Television has been paid for by me, haha."
"I would also like to thank you for the script you provided. When we returned to the company, all our senior management felt that this was a very good script. You have saved our company."
"This hundred thousand is just to repay part of your favor. When the TV series is released, I will give you 20% of the share rights, haha."
Yang Fan's mind was buzzing. He didn't listen to Li Chengquan's words, including the sharing of rights and the like.
He only heard that the money was paid by Li Chengquan...
That is to say, not the wife, not...she...
Suddenly, Yang Fan hung up the phone, put on his clothes and ran out.