Chapter 892 Yan family father and son arrived in Beijing, it is not a good thing

   Yanshi Group Branch

After Jiang Ershao sent off the black-bellied couple, he devoted himself to preparing for Yan Wangchuan's inspection.

   "Second Young Master, when will Mr. Yan come over?"

   "Yes, I have a report here that hasn't been finished yet. I have to estimate his time and consider whether to work overtime tonight."

   "Finally, I haven't figured out the plan for the Qixi Festival."

  ……

  Everyone was muttering, but Jiang Er Shao had been thinking about who Song Fengwan had thought of. They had been working together for almost 5 years. It stands to reason that he knew her friends or competitors well.

   thought he knew Song Fengwan very well, but Fu Chen directly gave him a knife.

   "You don't know that person because..."

   "But there is no you yet."

   Fuck, he doesn’t listen, he doesn’t listen!

  Jiang Er Shao picked up his things, “I’ll go out for a while, and you should hurry up and finish the work at hand. If Mr. Yan grabs the handle, I won’t be able to save you.”

  He found a friend who is good at online marketing, a Weibo big V, and would like to ask a question about this Suchen.

  While waiting for the elevator, he was still humming briskly.

  In fact, since Fu Chen intervened in the matter of plagiarism, there was nothing to worry about. He just didn't want to be like a fool, and only a word "fuck" would pop out of his mouth.

  "The weather is so sunny today, and the scenery is good everywhere, la la la..."

  The car key was wrapped around the finger and kept turning, but as soon as the door opened...

  Frightened his face suddenly white.

  There were six or seven people standing inside. The headed man, in a black suit, had passed the fate of his life, and his eyebrows were more cold and solemn, and the bursting eyes were even more infiltrating than the winter wind.

  Jiang Er Shao was so frightened that his fingers trembled, and the key was thrown out in an instant, so that it hit his chest without death, and fell to the ground with "Bang——".

  The people behind took a breath at the same time.

   "Mr. Yan!" Jiang Er Shao was shocked and forced.

   Taciturn and scarce expressions, this is not Yan Wangchuan or someone!

  Yan Wangchuan bent down and picked up the key. There was a hanging ornament made by Song Fengwan's cartoon picture, and a few words, "Late night, you try to fly forward, and I will be with you forever." 】

  He frowned, what the hell.

   "Mr. Yan, ha ha, this is..." Jiang Er Shao was about to cry.

I go!

   smashed Yan Wangchuan, and he saw something like this. Is he going to die suddenly on the spot today?

  Or pretend to have heatstroke now and pass out directly.

   Yan Wangchuan did not speak, and walked directly into the office.

  The office workers are the same as the students. They are most afraid of a surprise attack by the leading teacher. The atmosphere was originally very good. The temperature in the entire office was a little bit frightened by him.

   Yan Wangchuan just glanced at the crowd lightly.

   "Mr. Yan, Teacher Song is not here, and just went out." Jiang Er, in front of Yan Wangchuan, didn't dare to call him late, he would be beaten to death.

   "Yeah." Yan Wangchuan pushed the door directly into a conference room. After he sat down, the men who came with him took their seats one by one, holding the computer to place the documents, a nervous and solemn event was imminent.

  And following, there is a half-year-old child...

  Strictly late!

   "Hi, Xiao Chi is here too." Jiang Er Shao bit his head and greeted him.

   "Second Brother Jiang."

  Every time Jiang Ershao sees Xiao Yan Xiansen, he always feels that this child is 80% preferred by God. He is less than ten years old at this time and is in the fourth grade of elementary school. However, he is much taller than ordinary children of the same age, and his legs are especially long.

  Participated in provincial and municipal swimming competitions and won awards.

  How do the legs of this child grow? Even if you take hormones, you can’t just grow your legs.

  He sat next to Yan Wangchuan, "Dad, show me the keychain."

   Yan Wangchuan gave him the key, and looked at Jiang Ershao with a serious face.

   "Special assistance from Jiang."

   "I'm here." Jiang Er Shao was unavoidably frightened every time he faced Yan Wangchuan.

  "The plagiarism has been fermented for so long, what's your solution?"

  The Yan Wangchuan family came back to Beijing for a period of time almost every summer vacation. This time it was just because of plagiarism. It was no secret in the company. Someone discovered that it had affected Song Fengwan and reported it to him immediately.

   "There is no plan yet." Jiang Er Shao lowered his head.

   "No plan?" Yan Wangchuan said with a cold face, "That's how you work?"

"not me……"

   "I don't want to hear you explain!" Yan Wangchuan interrupted him, "So I brought my team of lawyers over, and I hope the matter can be resolved today."

   Yan Wangchuan has always been a simple, straightforward, rude and decisive person.

   "In fact, this is the decision of Teacher Song, I am..." Jiang Ershao tried to explain.

  "It is your job responsibility to handle this matter properly. Are you pushing it late now?"

  Jiang Er Shao wants to cry, it's not the case at all.

  At this time, Yan Wangchuan’s phone vibrated, he glanced at the caller ID, "Hey-late..."

  The voice is obviously softer than before.

  Jiang Er silently complained in his heart: double label.

   "It turned out to be like this, I know, then you can handle this by yourself, I won't intervene..."

   Jiang Ershao's mouth twitched twice.

  After hanging up the phone, Yan Wangchuan had nothing to do with staying here, and got up and planned to leave.

   "Second Brother Jiang, your key." Yan Chi handed him the key.

  "My stuff..." Jiang Ershao found that the keychain on it was gone.

  "In such a serious place as the company, your thing is too serious." Yan Wangchuan said bluntly, "You said, where did this thing come from?"

   "I..." Jiang Er Shao wanted to cry, so I was guilty of getting a keychain myself. "This is a small souvenir made by our studio before Teacher Song won the Heming Cup."

   "Are there any more?"

   "Yes!"

  "Bring them all to me. This is the office area. This thing has a bad influence." Yan Wangchuan's face was cold, not like a joke.

  Jiang Er Shao can only bring him a few of his inventory.

  "This kind of thing is not allowed to appear in the office area in the future. I will confiscated the rest. Also, don’t sing those messy songs in the office area in the future..."

   "I just hum." Yan Wangchuan made a surprise attack, and he was also stunned.

   Yan Wangchuan's face was cold and stern, and he immediately fell silent.

  Mr. Xiao Yan smiled and added, "Mainly..."

   "Too ugly!"

  After talking, carry things and walk out.

   Jiang Er Shao is speechless, this pair of father and son is the devil.

  When he was in contact with Yan Chi before, he thought that this child was an angel, with a cute appearance, and laughed whenever he met, so he was naturally not wary of him.

  I only knew that for so many years...

  These are disguise, which is not a good thing anyway.

  Today is also unlucky enough, how can I be hit by them?

  And...

  It’s not hard to sing by yourself, people say that he is [Beijing Songshen Zhang Xueyou].

  But where did he know that after the father and son on the other side got in the car, they had already begun to ponder the keychain.

   "This is pretty good-looking, it's still new, I'll leave it." Xiao Yan Xiansen moved quickly, grabbing one and stuffing it into his pocket.

   Yan Wang Chuan frowns eyebrows, seven or eight different types of keychains, none of them can match with your own keychain?

  This Jiang Er's work is really unreliable.

  **

  The other side, farmhouse

Fu Shen drove the car, and when he arrived at the entrance of the farmhouse, he saw a few children surrounded by the tap outside, lining up to wash their hands. Song Fengwan also received a call from the company at this time, saying that Yan Wangchuan had arrived. She knew in her heart that it must be for plagiarism , Then I made a call.

   was originally scheduled to have lunch at the farmhouse, because the father and son of the Yan family arrived early, so they had to pick up Fu Qin and go back.

   "Mr. Yan came too suddenly." Duan Linbai was speechless, lowering his head to help her daughter wash her hands.

  "My third uncle is good." Duan Yinuo smiled at Fu Chen.

  She has short hair, and when she laughs...

  The teeth are bright and white.

   "Hmm." Fu Chen rubbed her hair. Xu Jiamu often followed Xu Jiamu to the hospital when she was a child. She was bold and inherited Duan Linbai's active temperament, a typical ghost spirit.

  Compared with him, his brother Duan is much quieter in a word. He is a boy and his family has more restraint on him.

However, these brothers and sisters often fought each other. In fact, Duan Yiyan was beaten more miserably every time, because he was an older brother, and he must let his younger sister. It's still miserable.

  When children fight, parents must take disciplinary measures. Whenever they have to punish Duan Yiyan, Duan Yinuo always jumps out.

  "Don't hit your brother. Actually, I was wrong about the fight. If you want to fight, just hit me."

  A paragraph: "..."

   Then Duan Yiyan was picked up and slipped out to stand in the corner.

  Such a sensible sister fights, this kid is afraid that he wants to go to heaven.

  When the two get along well, they feel like one person. If they fight, Duan Linbai wants to throw them out.

  "Really leave without eating?" Duan Linbai looked at Fu Chen.

   "Well, I have something to ask you for help."

   "Curious, are you asking me for help?"

   "Can you help?"

   "Help." Duan Linbai wiped his hands for his daughter, "Nuo Nuo see it, don't worship your third uncle, he also asks your father."

  Duan Yinuo pursed his mouth without making a sound.

   Fu Chen pulled Duan Linbai to one side and told him the reason.

   "I'm going, what do you think of me?"

  "You are in the media, and you are more familiar with online media than I am."

   "Are you treating me as a private investigator? Help you find someone."

  Fu Shen's tongue touched his cheek, "It's a paparazzi."

  Duan Lin's white face went black for a moment: Break off friendship.

  Starting to update~

  Beijing song god, someone is too shameless [cover your face]

  Jiang Er Shao: ╭(╯^╰)╮

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