Rebirth of financial migrant workers

Chapter 127 Chenghuang Branch also started to resort to tricks

The presidential suite of the five-star Jingjiang Hotel is indeed good.

It's like warm early summer indoors, and you don't have to suffer from runny nose and tears when you stay up late.

IBM business notebooks are much better than those old computers in the office. You no longer have to wait tens of seconds to pull up a form.

The sofa in the suite living room is big and soft.

Wang Chunliang opened his eyes and yawned, so soft.

Ok?
Still a little confused, he glanced at his right hand, which belonged to the familiar Sister Jun.

Look at the left hand again, it belongs to the strange second lady.
Wang Chunliang's brain temporarily shut down, and his left hand declared its independence, and he shook it twice uncontrollably, causing the second young lady who was sleeping to make a sound.

He woke up immediately and wanted to quietly take back his left hand, but his entire arm was tightly pressed by the second lady.

That night, the two little rookies worked overtime with Wang Chunliang until past one o'clock, until they couldn't stand it any longer and fell asleep on the sofa.

After Wang Chunliang himself completed the preset progress of the project, he came to the big sofa, first covered the two girls with quilts, and then found an empty seat to lie down and prepare to rest for a while.

Why did you wake up in this position?

I've always been pretty polite when sleeping on my own.

Fortunately, they weren't in bed. Everyone happened to be resting on the sofa with their clothes on for a while, so it wouldn't be too embarrassing when they woke up.

Wang Chunliang explained himself.

He tried to pull back his left arm with a little force, but the second lady hugged him tighter, and even tried hard to get into Wang Chunliang's arms.

The air conditioner in the room was on full blast, and everyone was dressed as coolly as in summer after taking a shower. Wang Chunliang was a little embarrassed.

He turned and glanced out the window. It was still dark. He blindly guessed that the time should be around four o'clock.

Forget it, just keep sleeping for a while and then wake her up.

A ray of early morning sunlight penetrates the glass and enters the hall, reflecting on the wall and giving off a warm atmosphere.

Fresh air slowly flows into the room through the door. Xie Juanjuan of Silidun Branch is sitting at her workstation, with the breeze blowing on her face, feeling the early morning oxygen circulating in her body.

As usual, the first thing she did after arriving at the branch was to turn on her computer and check her office email.

Huh? An email was sent in the name of Sanlimiao Branch.

"All the good houses in Hedong are in Shuanghe Real Estate Baihuayuan, which is close to the Sili Dun Wanda Business District. It is only 1.5 kilometers away from the head office building and less than 50 meters from the subway entrance. Tingting, my computer is infected, why are you playing ads randomly!"

Qu Ting, who was sitting next to her, had a fried dough stick in her mouth and stretched her neck to come over.

"If you scroll down a little further, oh, 'Group buying cooperation is under negotiation'. Wow, is this a welfare house in the unit?"

"There is also a floor plan in the attachment. Let me take a look. Oh, the floor plans are pretty good."

"Juanjuan, please forward this email to me, I want to read it too!"

"The email was sent to the whole branch in bulk. You must have it in your mailbox."

Xie Juanjuan, a senior irrigation worker, clicked on the industry forum and couldn't wait to share this good housing information with water friends, but she found that everyone had already discussed it in full swing.

She took a look at the posting time, and it turned out to be at ninety o'clock last night. Gee, which branches are these? Do they need to work so much overtime?

After Xie Juanjuan interacted with the thread for a while, she refreshed the forum again, and suddenly found that the mysterious ID that posted the series of posts by the female employee had appeared again. This time the other party shared a piece of information, "There is news that Ximen Primary School will move to No. 33 Shuixian Road within four years, and Baihuayuan happens to be zoned for this primary school." '

'Ximen Primary School? That is the best primary school in Hedong! '

'Is the poster's information reliable? '

'The original poster was the first to expose the shady things our female employees encountered in the workplace. You don't know if he is reliable or not! '

'Well, I seem to have heard the news that Ximen Primary School is going to be relocated. '

'Baihuayuan, you successfully attracted my attention, but unfortunately I am not from the Hedong branch. '

After Wang Chunliang typed a line of text, he logged out of the mysterious ID, closed the forum, stretched, and his cervical joints made a crisp snapping sound.

Sister Jun, who was standing behind him, immediately stretched out her hands to cover Wang Chunliang's neck and started massaging it. The second lady, who was slow to respond, massaged his arms as if to please.

Since entering the loan writing stage of the Shuanghe Real Estate project, Wang Chunliang has simply started living like an emperor.

Someone massages you when you're tired, and warms your bed when you sleep. It's fun, but I don't know how.

"Chunliang, are you lying? I have never heard about the relocation of Ximen Primary School!"

"Yes, Lao Xia and Bureau Meng of the Planning Bureau are brothers, and they don't know the news. Manager Wang Chunliang, don't make false propaganda just because of the loan!"

Wang Chunliang patted their hands and signaled the massage to stop temporarily. He slightly turned his upper body and looked at the two women.

The two people in front of me had red faces, and they were obviously very shy about what happened on the sofa before. But Sister Jun, why are you so shy? !
As for the relocation of Ximen Primary School, does the director of the Planning Bureau understand Hedong City’s plans for the next few years better than I, a reborn guest?

"What does the mysterious account say have to do with me, Wang Chunliang?"

"Then if we send a group advertising email to colleagues in the industry, will we be punished by the branch?"

"Huh? Which industry regulations do not allow this? Let's share with you information on preferential house purchases and promote the progress of group purchase negotiations between several presidents of the head office. Is this correct?"

All loans reported to the head office must, in addition to the three-level approval of the branch, also be signed by the relevant branch leaders.

As soon as he got to work in the afternoon, Wang Chunliang drove the second lady's Maserati and drove Sister Jun to the branch with a thick set of project loan application materials.

At this moment, Zhou Qiang, who is in charge of real estate business in the corporate department of Hedong Branch, is reviewing Hengda's loan materials with squinted eyes.

Luo Tuzi, who was sitting next to him, raised his head and looked around, took out a notebook from his bag and handed it to the other party.

"Mr. Zhou, here are some insights from our branch on Hengda's loans. Could you please take a look?"

Zhou Qiang smiled contemptuously. He was the authority on real estate loans in the entire Hedong branch. What experience could these branches learn from?

He flipped through it politely, then suddenly sat up straight, picked up the thick loan material and pressed it on top, covering the shopping card inside the notebook.

"Well, the experience is well written and very helpful to me."

"Can Mr. Zhou help us speed up the progress of Hengda's loan? Can it be reported to the head office within ten days?"

Zhou Qiang patted the material, felt the thickness of the shopping card again, and said firmly: "Don't worry, just give me seven days and it's almost done."

Luo Tuzi took out another notebook from his bag and whispered in Zhou Qiang's ear: "This experience is twice as valuable as the one before. President Ling doesn't want to see real estate project loans from other branches during the head office meeting."

After saying that, he raised his head and looked at Sister Jun and the luxuriant male manager who had just walked through the door in the distance, grinning cruelly from the corner of his mouth to his ears.

(End of this chapter)