Note the sweet scale

Chapter 111 Husband, Husband! (6)

What a good sentence "My dream dream"!
There is no need to delve into these four words, but the hidden meaning can be tasted.

How can a man like Song Xingzhang fail to hear it?

"Look at what you said, it's our honor that Miss Yi can come to us, how can you say it's troublesome?" President Song said with a smile.

Situ Nanke smiled lightly, and his eyes fell on Chen Wentong's face, "Mengmeng, what's going on?"

Yi Meng was originally worried that this man would lose his temper with her, but when he saw that he was helping her, she immediately went up the donkey, and with a pout, he said in a coquettish tone, "I'll let this Manager Chen help me." I wrote a list, and he lost his temper at me, you didn't see his expression, you scared the baby to death!"

"Really?" Situ Nanke raised his face with a smile, and looked at Chen Wentong, "Isn't it Manager Chen, very good, I like a person with personality like you."

Chen Wentong's face turned pale immediately, "Mr. Situ, I... I didn't know this was your friend."

Who is this, the successor of Wensheng Real Estate, the boss in the real estate circle of the Imperial Capital, and the chief executives of several major banks who want to sell others to save face.

Song Xingchang ran [-] times to Wensheng Real Estate, but he didn't make an appointment with the second generation ancestor. How can he afford to provoke him?
If you mess with this person, let alone the manager, he will never get a foothold in the Imperial Bank circle in the future.

After spending most of his life in the banking industry, he will be promoted to vice president in a few years, and he will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life. He can't ruin his job for the rest of his life because of a momentary suffocation.

Seeing that Situ Nanke had stopped looking at him, Chen Wentong hurriedly turned his face to beg Yi Meng.

"Miss Yi, just now... my legs are numb. I stand up and move around. I will fill out the form for you now!" Anxious, this person knelt back to the ground with a plop, grabbed a pen and continued to fill out the form, "You Don't worry, I'll help you rewrite it now."

Hehe, Situ Nanke's trump card is really easy to use!
Yi Meng smirked in her heart, and opened her mouth with a smile.

"Manager Chen, please help me write a few more card opening forms, oh, you can help me get a wealth management card, a credit card, by the way, fill out three more insurance forms for me, one more A fixed deposit certificate..." Yi Meng said all the lists she could think of, but still felt puzzled, so she turned to look at Situ Nanke, "Husband, do you want to apply for a few cards too?"

She has been very good at using foxes to pretend to be tigers.

The corner of Situ Nanke's lips raised when he called her husband.

Damn girl!
When he was needed, he barked sweeter than anyone else.

Holding her shoulders with both hands, he bent down and kissed her gently on the side of her ear.

"My husband listens to you. You can do as many as you say."

The hairs all over her body stood on end after being kissed by him, and Yi Meng didn't dare to dodge. She smiled sweetly at him, and then looked at Chen Wentong again.

"Did you hear that, give my husband a copy of all the cards I just mentioned!"

Isn't it time for him to be arrogant?

Damn, he's exhausted!
If you don't let him kneel into arthritis today, he won't remember it.

The manager on duty saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly signaled the security guard to close the door ahead of time. Even though the customers could be stopped in this way, it was impossible to drive the staff away.

None of the staff was working, everyone looked at Chen Wentong who was kneeling on the ground from a distance, and they all sighed secretly.

"Who is that, even President Song dare not sit?"

(End of this chapter)