The Master Became a Wealthy Madam

Chapter Twelve

The original owner went to the Yanshi Building last time and sat directly on the cold bench. Without Yanchao speaking, no one paid attention to her at all. Finally, the original owner left aggressively, and kicked the door before leaving.

But this time I got out of the car with Chen Yujin, and when I entered the Yanshi Building, the receptionist was shocked for a while and suddenly didn't know what to call it.

Chen Yujin glanced at it.

Gu Xueyi herself came very few, mostly she didn't recognize it.

Chen Yujin whispered: "This is my wife."

The lady at the front desk suddenly realized that she hurriedly called: "Mrs. Banquet."

Gu Xueyi nodded slightly and entered the elevator with Chen Yujin.

The elevator doors closed, and their figures quickly disappeared from the lobby, but the front desk lady hadn't recovered yet.

...This, this is a different person? Isn't that Miss Gu?

Jian Changming sat in the small living room on the tenth floor.

From the tenth floor up, there are more secrets involved. The people in the Yan family know that Jian Changming is a good friend of Yan Chao, and they dare not invite people upstairs.

At this time, another secretary of Yanchao was also sitting in the small meeting room, chatting with him.

"Mr Chen is already downstairs." The secretary turned around and said with a smile.

Jian Changming nodded.

As soon as this action was completed, I heard light footsteps in the corridor outside the door, followed by noisy human voices.

After that, the door opened.

"Mr. Jian." Chen Yujin's voice sounded first.

Gu Xueyi said calmly, "Mr. Jian."

When the voice fell, she raised her eyes and looked at the man in the small meeting room.

Gu Xueyi couldn't help but marvel at every part of this building.

The "technology" of this era is really amazing. Compared with the western-style decoration that makes her feel "cheap" in the banquet house, everything here makes her admire from the inside out.

In contrast, the man sitting on the sofa is not so eye-catching.

The man wears a gray suit of this era, a pair of old-school glasses with silver rims, and a pen in his chest pocket. He has a straight figure, sits upright, has elegant and handsome features, and is about 35 or 6 years old.

Not much bigger than Jian Rui.

It should be relatively high.

"Mr. Chen." Jian Changming stood up slowly, reached out his hand and shook hands with Chen Yujin, and then divided his eyes to Gu Xueyi.

"Who is this?"

"Gu Xueyi." Gu Xueyi reported to herself directly.

Jian Changming was surprised for a moment.

But it was only a moment.

After all, he hadn't seen anything in the world before, and he quickly returned to normal.

"Where is my niece?" Jian Changming asked.

"Yan Wenjia is receiving Ms. Jian."

Jian Changming nodded, and stopped asking more questions.

The three of them quickly sat around the small round table. The people in the secretary room brought coffee and tea, and then closed the door of the small conference room.

The door became quiet immediately.

Jian Changming glanced at Chen Yujin, Chen Yujin's expression was light and there was no other action. Jian Changming immediately understood that Gu Xueyi could stay here.

In this case, Jian Changming did not delay anymore, and directly spoke up: "The Jian family has already arrived in Niger. There are terror, terror, and organization activities in that area all year round. They could not find the banquet chief. With a little clue, it is very likely that Yan always transferred to Mali."

"Thanks to Mr. Jane." After hearing these words, Chen Yujin's face did not change.

"It was what I was supposed to do." After Jian Changming said this, he suddenly looked in the direction of Gu Xueyi and glanced over her with lukewarm eyes.

"I owe the banquet manager." Jian Changming said.

Gu Xueyi:?

What else has anything to do with her?

Chen Yujin did not show any doubts and curiosity when he heard such words, and always upheld the professional qualities of a secretary.

"The search and rescue teams and mercenaries raised by Yan's family are also continuing to look for them in Africa. With Yan's general skills, it will definitely be safe. The rest we can do is to control the domestic situation." Chen Yujin was not in a hurry. Slowly and honestly.

Search and rescue teams, mercenaries... These are the people raised by the Yanjia themselves, probably equivalent to the private soldiers raised in the ancient mansion?

It seemed that Yanjia’s family business was bigger than she thought.

It's right to be quiet now as the audience's choice.

Jian Changming asked, "You mean Yanshi's stock price?"

Jian Changming smiled faintly: "The Yanshi has a strong foundation and the decline is only temporary. Soon, they will react, even if the head of the Yan is abroad, the Yanshi can still maintain normal operations. At that time, the stock price will It's up against it. Mr. Chen should be very experienced in handling these things. I have heard about it in the sea market, and some people who attempted to play hostile takeover have been suppressed."

share price.

stock market.

Gu Xueyi silently digested these new words again.

Chen Yujin said lightly: "Yanshi's stock price will not be turbulent, and the stock market will not be turbulent. Naturally, there is nothing to worry about."

"You said Baoxin?" Jian Changming seemed to be interested.

Chen Yujin nodded.

"It's a mess." Jian Changming said and paused: "This matter has to be handled cleanly. I'm afraid Mr. Chen has no skills."

Baoxin...

That should be the name of a company.

Gu Xueyi said silently in her heart.

Is it a subsidiary of Yanshi?

The concept of "subsidiary" is still she just read from the book.

Jian Changming followed and opened his mouth again: "In this mess, I can only play a very small role. The best way is to share this risk..."

Chen Yujin nodded lightly: "Baoxin's loss is not a huge amount for Yanshi. But the hidden risk it brings is great. It is best to have other equally large companies share the risk."

"Then it has to be... Jiang family? Song family?" Jian Changming nodded several families in one breath.

They looked as usual, and didn't mean to avoid Gu Xueyi. They probably felt that even if Gu Xueyi heard it, they might not understand it at all.

"The foundation of the banquet family is still overseas after all." Chen Yujin's face showed a little helplessness.

Jian Changming nodded and commented: "It's not suitable to introduce overseas companies at this time. But Jiang Er from the Jiang family, Song Jing from the Song family... these and the banquet generals seem to be difficult to deal with."

More than just failing to deal with it.

Chen Yujin said.

If Jiang Er really wears a green hat for President Banquet, then it would be too **** wrong!

As Chen Yujin thought, she couldn't help turning her head to look at Gu Xueyi.

Seeing that the lady of Yan Yan looked calm, her head slightly lowered, she didn't know what she was thinking. The appearance without opening is quite beautiful.

"So what does President Chen mean?" Jian Changming said.

"Mr. Jane, please mediate and delay the time for a while...at least until the banquet is back."

Jian Changming glanced at Gu Xueyi again at this time.

"I will try my best."

From this conversation, Gu Xueyi had simply inferred what was wrong.

She had done some homework for "Jian Changming" in advance. There was very little information about him on the developed Internet, but Gu Xueyi still caught some key words. The Jian family has a certain relationship with the Chinese political arena.

The Chinese political arena is also equivalent to the officialdom of the past.

In short, the Jian family has something to do with the official family.

Chen Yujin mentioned in words that the losses caused by "Baoxin" are not worth mentioning to Yanshi, but there are greater hidden risks that cannot even be shared by overseas companies.

In other words, the loss of "Baoxin" must have something to do with officials.

Therefore, Chen Yujin mentioned that the Jian family would mediate.

Because at this time the Jian family can play a role.

But the Jiang family mentioned in Chen Yujin's words turned out to be so good?

Then when she hit Jiang Er, she was a little bit cruel.

There is also the Song family, and there is no contact at present... but I should see it later.

The word "official family" may be terrifying to others and very oppressive.

But to Gu Xueyi, it didn't feel much.

She had dealt with too many princes and nobles in her previous life...Of course, she was also knowledgeable.

An idea gradually formed in Gu Xueyi's mind, well... you might as well give it a try.

From ancient times to the present, not everything can only be done by men.

"Does Mrs. Yan have anything else to ask?" Jian Changming suddenly said.

Gu Xueyi stopped thinking, raised her eyes to look at Jian Changming, and shook her head.

"About the news about the president, does Mrs. Yan have nothing to ask?"

Still shaking his head.

Chen Yujin had such a ruthless taste from it.

Jian Changming couldn't help but doubt himself.

At the beginning, Gu Xueyi was dying to marry Yan Chao, which was three thousand times more brain-dead than a star fan. Why does it feel like stepping on it all of a sudden?

Even though it was clearly a trade of favor at the beginning, Jian Changming still felt a little bit of guilt in his heart.

Yan Chao didn't know his life or death, but even his wife who was supposed to be close to him didn't care about his life and death in the slightest... Thinking of it, it was a bit sad after all.

"Then I will let my wife go home." Chen Yujin stood up.

Gu Xueyi nodded and got up.

The two walked out the door side by side.

When she walked to the door, Gu Xueyi suddenly remembered something, turned her head and said lightly: "I believe he will come back alive." This was the second sentence she said when she entered the door today.

Of course it's a scene. To put it vulgarly, it's called farting.

But Jian Changming's eyes changed slightly.

Chen Yujin's pace also stagnated.

This sentence is far more powerful than other crying, anxious shouts...

When she stepped out of the door of the small meeting room, Gu Xueyi suddenly stopped a little secretary, and took the note paper and signature pen from her hand.

Turning around and pressing against the wall, he quickly wrote a line.

She returned the pen and paper to the little secretary.

Instead, he stuffed the note into Chen Yujin's palm.

Chen Yujin's heart jumped violently.

Boom.

Following that, the whole person froze.

The warmth of her fingertips seems to remain...

Jian Changming squinted suddenly.

The people in the corridor also shook.

Chen Yujin remembered that before coming, he told Gu Xueyi-"Don't talk."

Therefore, she rarely spoke during the whole process.

But... that doesn't mean you can't speak! What paper are you handing at this time? It seems like there is some shameful personal love. It is even more like a different kind of seduction. teasing...

Chen Yujin unfolded the note in her hand with a face.

[Secretary Chen, your trousers are wet and you have tea. 】

The font is very beautiful.

Chen Yujin:............

Gu Xueyi's expression was faint, and she strode towards the elevator.

Jian Changming behind him twisted his eyebrows and his eyelids jumped violently.

Gu Xueyi and Chen Yujin?

The other end.

The mentioned Jiang Er looked in the mirror, and the marks on his face were almost gone.

Jiang Jing was recently confined at home and was terribly bored. When he went downstairs to see the second brother's movements, he couldn't help but ask: "Is Gu Xueyi's phone connected?"

Jiang Yue paused: "Yan Wenjia should have returned home safely."

The subtext means that Gu Xueyi didn't answer my call.

Niu batch!

Jiang Jing said in his heart.

This was really the first time he saw him, and didn't answer Jiang Er's phone.

Thinking about how scary his second brother usually was, how scary he was, and how much psychological shadow it gave him, Jiang Jing couldn't help but pop up a little bubble with a little psychological balance and a little joy.

The next moment, Jiang Yue's cell phone rang suddenly.

Jiang Yue picked it up and connected, and on the other end came the voice of the owner of a certain phone that had been busy: "Are Mr. Jiang and Mr. Jiang's family members available on the 17th?"

how?

Want to invite him to dinner?

Jiang Yue pressed his lower lip, his cheek still aching.

He smiled: "Yes, I'm free."

Jiang Jing on the other side was shivered by his smile.

The author has something to say: 　　 Everyone is actively putting hats on the head of the banquet.

Banquet in Africa:? I thank you