Jiang Zhihan swiped the screen several times before seeing the messages Song Qingyou had sent before with a bunch of emoticons.

The tips of his ears were slightly red and he replied:

[You said the same thing last time. ]

Last time? Was it the first time they met?

In fact, the reason why I stared at Jiang Zhihan twice was because Jiang Zhihan's eyes were so similar to Zhizhi...

But it’s really nice to look at.

Song Qingyou felt guilty inexplicably: [I say it every time, which means I didn’t lie. ]

Jiang Zhihan was silent for a moment, then turned to meet her eyes. After a while, he lowered his eyes and replied with a message:

[The same to you. ]

Song Qingyou was stunned for a moment: [Yes? ]

Jiang Zhihan: [It’s also beautiful, not just for the eyes. ]

Song Qingyou had been praised so much by too many people, so she should have been immune to it long ago. But when Jiang Zhihan praised her, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up, and she sent a few more emoticons of sending flowers.

The two of them were sitting in the back row, looking at their phones and flirting with each other. Even a fool could tell that they were probably chatting online.

Before Zhuang Wei noticed, Fang Yan would say a few words to her from time to time to divert her attention.

————

Fang Yan made an appointment with the bank manager to meet at a star hotel.

Perhaps the person on the other side didn't expect Jiang Zhihan to come in person. When Fang Yan called, the person on the other side was still on the way.

Helpless, Fang Yan could only ask Jiang Zhihan to wait in the box.

And he and Song Qingyou and Zhuang Wei behind him were waiting for the bank manager to come over at the hotel door.

Just when Song Qingyou checked the documents in the portfolio again, she discovered that it contained contracts for other projects. The dates were several months ago. To put it bluntly, they were just waste paper!

When both parties sign a letter of intent for cooperation, they must bring the original stamped contract and other supporting materials.

Now that the document has been subcontracted, the signature will definitely not be signed.

And it is very likely to offend the bank manager!

Song Qingyou felt bad and her face darkened.

She subconsciously went to see Zhuang Wei

——Before coming here, she checked it more than once. There should be nothing wrong with the documents. The only person who had the chance to change the contract was Zhuang Wei, who borrowed the documents repeatedly!

The latter looked normal and grinned at her as if he didn't understand:

"Why is Secretary Song staring at me all the time? Are you feeling nervous and want me to replace you? But this is Sister Shen's arrangement and there is no way to substitute someone."

"If you have this time, you might as well check if there are any problems with the information, so as not to make mistakes in the future..."

The more Zhuang Wei talks, the more it represents a guilty conscience.

But now is not the time to argue with her.

Song Qingyou took the file bag to find Fang Yan, "Fang..."

Before he could say anything, Fang Yan seemed to see the car of the person he was waiting for.

He turned around and said, "Miss Song, if you have anything else, we'll talk about it later."

Song Qingyou looked around and thought the hotel might have a printer.

She touched the USB flash drive still in her pocket and said to Fang Yan, "Assistant Fang, I want to go to the bathroom."

Zhuang Wei sneered, "People across from you are here, and you still have to go to the bathroom without checking what time it is! You don't take your work seriously!"

Song Qingyou was too lazy to pay attention to her, "Assistant Fang, I——"

Fang Yan waved his hand, "Go and come back quickly."

Looking at this attitude, there is no hint of disapproval at all.

Zhuang Wei curled her lips and opened her mouth to ask Song Qingyou to leave the document.

Unexpectedly, Song Qingyou walked away very fast, without giving her a chance.

"snort!"

Song Qingyou turned around and went to find the hotel lobby manager.

Just letting the customer use the computer and printer, the lobby manager will naturally not refuse.

Song Qingyou looked at the seal on the newly printed document that was different from the original, and couldn't help but frown.

If the other party is not careful or doesn't mind, there should be no problem with this document.

But if the other party is a little bit picky, this cooperation will fail again.

Even so, Song Qingyou had to quickly destroy the pieces of waste paper, stuff the newly printed things into the bag, and then quickly return to the box.

Zhuang Wei, who opened the door for her, grinned and said in a sinister manner:

"Secretary Song went to the bathroom and didn't know he gave the documents to Assistant Fang, but made Manager Sun wait for so long!"

"Did Secretary Song do it on purpose? Did you forget to bring the contract you wanted to sign this time and printed a new one temporarily?"

Zhuang Wei's voice was not loud, but everyone present heard it clearly.

Song Qingyou bypassed her, gave the portfolio to Jiang Zhihan, and sat next to Fang Yan.

As soon as Jiang Zhihan touched the contract information that was still warm inside, he knew that what Zhuang Wei just said was true and that the information was indeed printed temporarily.

If it were anyone else, he might think he forgot to bring it.

But it was Song Qingyou who prepared these, she couldn't be so careless.

After pushing the information, Jiang Zhihan sent a message to Song Qingyou:

[Did the contract just print out? ]

Song Qingyou lowered her head: [I was tricked. ]

She didn't say that she suspected Zhuang Wei, after all, there was no conclusive evidence.

Fortunately, Manager Sun didn't seem to care. After getting the information, he distributed it to the assistant behind him to read together.

Zhuang Wei, who was sitting at the edge, saw nothing happened, her eyes full of jealousy.

The other party didn't mention the seal issue, so Song Qingyou thought that the contract adjustment matter was over.

Unexpectedly, after reading the contract, Manager Sun’s expression turned ugly:

"Mr. Jiang, your ability to personally participate in the negotiation shows that your company is very sincere in cooperating with us."

"But the problem is that what is written in the contract is different from what we discussed! I have reported the results of the previous discussion and asked Mr. Jiang not to embarrass us..."

Manager Sun was naturally polite when facing Jiang Zhihan. Even if he was angry, he would only dare to show weakness.

If only Fang Yan came today, Song Qingyou had reason to believe that the other party would definitely go crazy.

"The contract was indeed drawn up according to the standards we discussed last time. How could it be different?"

Fang Yan was surprised when he took back the contract and looked carefully at the areas where Manager Sun raised objections.

He was shocked, "What happened to the contract? Why are these things wrong?"

Fang Yan immediately forgot that the future CEO's wife had sorted out the contract, and looked back seriously at Song Qingyou and Zhuang Wei:

"Who compiled the contract? How could there be such a big flaw?!"

He is responsible for this project cooperation.

If the cooperation cannot be negotiated, the project will not be able to continue, and most of the work during this period will be in vain!

So Fang Yan is very angry now!

Zhuang Wei lowered her head, forced down the corners of her mouth, and prepared to give Song Qingyou a heavy blow, but she did not gloat yet and wanted to accuse Song Qingyou.

Song Qingyou stood up on her own, "It's me, I'm sorry."

At this time, people who are negotiating for cooperation will not want to hear workplace gossip such as contracts being subcontracted.

So apologize first before you can follow up.

Fang Yan took a deep breath, finally clearing up his chaotic brain.

He had to look at Jiang Zhihan, wanting Jiang Zhihan to decide how to deal with this matter.

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