The Lord’s Little Cutie Is the Old Ancestor

Mr. Xu noticed that the other party did not read the contract carefully, and did not bring the legal team with him. He just signed the contract after seeing 60%, so he kindly reminded, “Mr. Xiaoyan, are you sure you don’t look at the back carefully again?”

Yan Zixuan waved his hands again and again, "Oh, I didn't look at it. It's 60%. I have seen your sincerity. Moreover, everyone is my own, I believe you!"

After quickly signing the two contracts, they handed it over to Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu smiled and accepted the contract. “Mr. Xiaoyan can really rest assured. Master Xing personally greeted Mr. Xiaoyan and asked me to entertain Mr. Xiaoyan and meet all the conditions set by Yan’s. Even the 60% profit point is It was made by Master Xing himself. Everything is up to you, Mr. Xiaoyan."

"My face?" Yan Zixuan was flattered. He didn't know when he got the blue eyes of the dignified Xing Ye Xing Yanbo.

"Of course it is Xiaoyan who saves you face. It is because of Yan's presence that we can cooperate with Yan's at ease."

President Xu's attitude immediately made Yan Zixuan feel the lofty status of his position, and the whole person became confident, the old man with a high neck, and the look in his eyes when he looked at Mr. Xu did not have the flattering energy that he had before.

"That is, the Yan family is supported by me, Yan Zixuan."

"Yan Zixuan?" President Xu was startled, isn't it Yan Zicheng?

He obviously called Yan Zicheng that day, and Yan Zicheng was also invited to meet him. How could he become Yan Zixuan?

"Excuse me, the creator of that feasibility report, Yan Zicheng, is..." Mr. Xu asked tentatively.

Yan Zixuan didn’t care, and continued, “Oh, Yan Zicheng is my subordinate. I was responsible for this project. I asked him to do the report. I’m the eldest son and grandson of the Yan Group. I should sign the contract. Mr. Xu, is there any problem?"

Mr. Xu thought for a while, then smiled, "No problem."

Anyway, at that time, Lord Xing called and told Yan Zicheng of Yan's family to call Yan Zicheng, let Yan's people come to sign the contract, entertain each other well, and the profit point increased to 60%.

Come to think of it, Yan Zicheng and Yan Zixuan should be no different.

Anyway, it's all from Yan's family, and it's not the same who signs it.

Yan Zixuan nodded in satisfaction, "It's fine if there is no problem. Now that the contract is signed, I will leave first."

Yan Zixuan's attitude at this moment had already taken a 180-degree turn from when he first entered.

Mr. Xu stood up without changing his face, stretched out his hand, and smiled, "Happy cooperation, Mr. Xiaoyan!"

Yan Zixuan pretended to stretch out his hand, "Well, happy cooperation."

Mr. Xu called to the reception and sent Yan Zixuan to leave.

The moment the door was closed, the smile on Mr. Xu's face disappeared, leaving only endless contempt.

He didn't understand what Xing Ye thought, he would cooperate with a small company like Yan's.

There is also that Xiaoyan, give him a face, and he will be brilliant, and he can't remember that they are the second party and Jin Gong is the first party.

Master Xing should be busy now, wait a bit later, and report to him the result of the signing.

...

During the lunch break, a black jeep drove slowly at the gate of the experimental school.

Geng Rui had already waited at the door, saw the jeep, hurriedly straightened up, and walked a few steps forward to meet him.

Lin Rong got down from the position of the co-pilot, holding a few chess and piano scores in his hand.

"Here you are, the score you want." Lin Rong muttered, and handed the score to Geng Rui.

Geng Rui caught it in a hurry, with a frightened look, "Uncle Biao, be careful. Although these are not the authentic works of Master Yan Wuming, they are also rare imitations. Such precious things, how can you Throw it like this."

"It's not a name? Why is it not a name? Isn't this person writing poetry? How can you still study chess and piano."

Geng Rui rolled his eyes and said, "Speaking of no name is a master of literary sages a thousand years ago, who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting! It's not a cousin who writes poems casually, writing poems is just a hobby of the unknown masters. That's it. What he is really fascinated by is piano art and chess art, which can be said to be unparalleled in the country at the time. Even now, we descendants can only look at the rest of us, and can't reach his height at all, so we say that it is cultural Holy everybody."

Lin Rong cast aside his lips, he was not interested in these gentle things. The reason why Yan Wuming is known is because he had studied poems written by him in textbooks when he was in school.

"Okay, the things are delivered to you. I have something to do, let's go first."

Geng Rui carefully held the scores, and inadvertently scanned the jeep behind Lin Rong.

In the half-open window in the back seat of the car, I saw an unusually stern face.

"Uncle Cousin, who is that man?" Geng Rui asked.

Lin Rong shivered, and quickly glared at Geng Rui, "What that man, that is my cousin!"

"Cousin?" Geng Rui looked at the car window again, and happened to ran into the man in the car window, squinting his eyes.

Geng Rui was shocked and quickly turned his gaze away.

At that glance, it was too deterrent.

"That's right." Lin Rong remembered something, took out a photo from his pocket and handed it to Geng Rui, "You accept this photo and help me find the person in the photo."

Geng Rui took the photo, looked at it carefully for a long time, and finally got upset, "Uncle Cousin, this is a fuzzy back, you can't even see the front face, how can I find it."

The photo was obviously taken from a distance, and the person inside showed only one back. His hair was tied high, and he was standing on a high mountain in a flowing aqua-blue robe. The whole picture is almost full of mountain views, and the back view is only a little bit small.

Don't say what it looks like, you can't even see if it's a man or a woman.

Even so, you can feel the elegant and dynamic feeling of the person in the photo.

"Who is this person? Why are you looking for him?" Geng Rui stared at the photo. He didn't even know who the person was in the photo. Besides, he is just a student, and he can't do much to find someone.

Lin Rong patted Geng Rui's forehead, "Let you find you, in short, this is a very important person. According to the insider's report, she has appeared near your school. If you see the photo, If you have a similar back, just tell me if you hear it!"

"Got it..." Geng Rui said sullenly, his eyes falling on the photo again, "but having said that, if you take a closer look, I feel that this figure is a bit familiar..."

For some reason, Geng Rui somehow remembered the back of Yan Chenxi that he saw in the comprehensive building during early self-study.

"What are you talking about? Familiar? Where did you see this person?" Lin Rong's voice suddenly amplified, attracting the attention of Lin Xiao and Liu Dun in the car.