As if to verify Su Qingwu's words, there was a knock on the office door. Then, Tang Ling opened the door and came in. Without even looking at Yan Murong, she said, "Director Su, Chairman Zheng is here."
Yan Murong glanced at Su Qingwu depressedly and sighed helplessly. It seemed that she couldn't leave even if she wanted to.
"Let him come in." Su Qingwu said with a smile. After Tang Ling went out, she pulled Yan Murong over and pressed him on her boss chair - and then, with a certain
Like the personal secretaries of some male bosses, he thoughtfully poured a cup of coffee for Yan Murong, then stood behind Yan Murong, stretched out his two delicate hands, and started massaging Yan Murong's shoulders.
"You-----what are you doing?" Yan Murong was startled, something must have happened if something went wrong. This woman's current behavior is too demonic.
"Why don't you do it?" Su Qingwu put her red lips with light lip gloss against Yan Murong's ear, and slowly exhaled a warm breath, which made Yan Murong's heart beat fast.
"I just want you to experience what it's like to be a boss."
Just as he was talking, the office door was pushed open again, and Tang Ling walked in with Zheng Wuming.
Just when Zheng Wuming was about to speak, he saw Su Qingwu leaning close to each other, and Su Qingwu's gentle hands were squeezing Yan Murong's shoulders. Seeing this scene, Zheng Wuming's face suddenly changed.
Change.
Even if Su Qingwu is married, she is the woman he likes after all. No one wants to see the woman they like making such intimate gestures with other men, not even her husband.
However, Zheng Wuming quickly covered it up, quickly adjusted the expression on his face, and said, "Young Master Yan, we meet again."
"I really don't want to see you." Yan Murong curled his lips, took a sip of the coffee Su Qingwu made for him like a leader, and said. "But there is no way, Qingwu said, if I don't
Come on, you won’t let me go to bed tonight.”
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Zheng Wuming's expression changed again.
Seeing Zheng Wuming's expression as if he had eaten a dead fly, Yan Murong felt extremely happy - he could clearly see Zheng Wuming's expression when he was let in just now, and if he could make him unhappy, he would
Very cool.
"Haha, Young Master Yan knows how to joke." Zheng Wuming smiled, looked at Yan Murong and said. "Young Master Yan, I must have told you my purpose of coming to Qing Wu, right? If that's the case, can we talk about it?
What?" With that said, Zheng Wuming sat on the chair opposite the desk, waiting for Yan Murong's answer.
"What are you talking about?" Yan Murong asked inexplicably. "Are you talking about your cooperation with me? Actually, there is no need to talk about it - I can tell you now that I will not cooperate with you."
"Don't refuse in a hurry." Zheng Wuming seemed to have known that Yan Murong would refuse. He was not surprised and said with a smile. "Why don't you listen to my conditions first."
Just as Yan Murong was about to speak, Su Qingwu pressed his shoulder hard and said, "Listen to him."
"Then let's talk." Yan Murong curled his lips and said.
"In that case, let me talk about my conditions first." Zheng Wuming said with a smile. "This is our first time in the pharmaceutical industry, but I don't doubt that you can do it well and make it big."
"Speak directly if you have something to say." Yan Murong interrupted Zheng Wuming with an impatient expression. He hated people who kept nagging for a long time without getting to the point.
"Okay, since Mr. Yan is worried, I will tell you straight away." Zheng Wuming smiled and said. "Huayuan Group is involved in many fields, but they are basically domestic, and my Thunder Investment is different.
, there are also many investments in Europe and South America, so the advantage of our cooperation is that I can help you open foreign markets."
"Is this your condition?" Yan Murong asked.
"Yes, these are my conditions." Zheng Wuming said. "You must know that opening up foreign markets cannot be done temporarily, nor can it just rely on money."
"This condition is pretty good." Yan Murong looked at Su Qingwu and said, "But Qingwu, if you want to open up foreign markets, how long will it take?"
Su Qingwu, a smart woman, immediately understood what Yan Murong meant and said with a chuckle. "It's a bit difficult, but if you use your connections, you can open the foreign market in less than a month."
"That's enough." Yan Murong turned to look at Zheng Wuming. "How about it, Mr. Zheng, did you hear it? You also heard what our Qingwu said. It seems that your conditions are not good enough."
"Are you refusing?" Zheng Wuming's face turned cold and he looked at Yan Murong and said.
"Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? Can't you understand such an obvious rejection?"
"I understand, of course I understand." Zheng Wuming laughed instead. "But you can't make enough money, and sometimes it's not a bad thing to give someone a piece of the pie - of course, I'm not doing it for the money, I'm not lacking.
"Money, I just want to prove my vision. You also know that I am an investor. As a good investor, I don't care whether the investment project is new or old. What they are optimistic about is the prospect."
"I don't care whether you have a bright future or not." Yan Murong curled her lips and said. "Since you have money, then invent it yourself and then invest it yourself. Why are you going up to the pole to come to me? What a shame."
"Young Master Yan, please be kind to your words." Zheng Wuming stared at Yan Murong and asked, "Are you really going to stop thinking about it?"
"You are really ill." Yan Murong helplessly shook his head and said. "It's so obvious, why do you still need to ask? Look, what are you looking at? Don't look at me like that.
, don’t make me think you are threatening me.”
"The threat does not threaten you, you just need to understand it yourself, but I still hope you will think about it. After all, I came to you in person, and it is a bit bad to be rejected, right?"
"You are really a piece of brown sugar." Yan Murong sighed and said. "It seems that I have to find an excuse to stop you from sticking to it."
"If you can convince me, I wouldn't mind turning around and leaving." Zheng Wuming said with a shrug.
"Fuck you." Yan Murong looked at Zheng Wuming with a smile and said.
The smile on Zheng Wuming's face disappeared, and the smile on Su Qingwu's face also disappeared.
Su Qingwu's crystal-like eyes were wide open. Looking at Yan Murong in front of her, her mouth opened in surprise ----- Him, he actually cursed someone directly? Moreover, this is the simplest and most direct way,
But he cursed Zheng Wuming with the most damaging words.
If Zheng Wuming was slapped in the face before, this time, Zheng Wuming's ancestral grave was undoubtedly dug up ----- People with some status in Yanjing knew that Zheng Wuming had no mother, and it was also said that Zheng Wuming was an illegitimate child.
, Yan Murong dared to scold his mother so directly, he was undoubtedly challenging Zheng Wuming's bottom line.