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Chapter 112 Husband, Husband! (7)

"Didn't read yesterday's economic news. The new successor of Wensheng Real Estate, a big client that our president didn't win even after running hard."

"No wonder!"

……

President Song personally poured tea for the two of them, "Mr. Situ, can you sit down and wait?"

"No need." Situ Nanke raised his wrist to look at his watch, "It's getting late, my Mengmeng is hungry, come back another day!"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pulled Yimeng up from the sofa.

"Go, my husband will take you to dinner!"

"En!" The little girl responded sweetly, hugged his arm, and made a funny face at Chen Wentong, who was kneeling on the ground and looked up, "Manager Chen, fill it out slowly, and help me when you're done." Make some financial plans, I want them tomorrow morning!"

Of course, that is to say, she won't really have to deposit the money in his bank to boost his performance.

Chen Wentong's heart twitched, and she almost had a heart attack because of her anger. He was obviously so angry that he vomited blood in his heart, and he still had to smile.

"Okay... definitely, definitely!"

President Song also knew that he was being played by others, but he had no choice but to nod and bow all the way and led his subordinates to send Situ Nanke to the door. The old man even ran over to help open the door.

It wasn't until he saw the black luxury car driving away that he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Turning around, looking at Chen Wentong who was limping over, his face immediately became as gloomy as the sky before the winter snow.

"The others are off work, you!" He pointed at Chen Wentong, "Tonight, you are responsible for making the best financial plan for Miss Yi, and if you can't keep her [-] million deposit certificate, you can write me a resignation report! "

After much difficulty, I just had a meal with Situ Nanke a few days ago, and they just met each other, and the people under him sang this song to him.

This Lord of Wealth and Money must have offended him. President Song really wants to strangle Chen Wentong to death right now.

"Yes Yes!"

Chen Wentong bent his sore knees and hurriedly responded.

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inside the car.

Situ Nanke leaned close to Yi Meng's face, "Did you have a good time?"

"En!" The little girl nodded excitedly, "Did you see what Chen Wentong was like just now? I guess his knees are so sore that he can't straighten his legs when he walks."

Squinting his peach blossom eyes slightly, looking at her little face full of excitement, he asked again, "Is your husband and my prestige useful?"

"It's easy to use, it's so easy to use!" Thinking of Chen Wentong's appearance, Yi Meng laughed again, "It's a good thing you showed up, otherwise, Chen Wentong would definitely get mad at me."

"Then..." Situ Nanke stretched out his hand to smooth the hair around her ear, "Ask me a question, when did I become... your husband? Hmm?!"

"Uh……"

Yi Meng was startled, and turned her face quietly to see his expression.

The man squinted his eyes slightly, and the expression on his face couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

She just called him that to show that she was close to him, and she didn't think too much about it. Could this kid be angry?
"This...I..." She smiled flatteringly at him, "I...I just...call me whatever you want!"

"Called at random?" Situ Nanke leaned sideways in front of her, "Is this also called casually?"

"I..." Yi Meng shrank back, dodged, slipped and fell on the seat, she hurriedly raised her right hand in mid-air, "I promise, I swear, this is the last time, in the future I will ...I'm sure I won't bark!"

(End of this chapter)