Chen Jiaxian's head hit the steering wheel. She slowly raised her dazed head, just in time to see the man in a dark blue shirt get out of the driver's seat and close the door vigorously. His shirt was wrinkled with impatience.
Bang bang bang, the sound of a hard knock on the car window.
Chen Jiaxian opened the car door. Pan Qiaomuping's eyes were burning, and he stared at Chen Jiaxian as she opened the car door, pressed the seat belt buckle, and pulled out the driver's seat: "You!"
He raised his hand, and Chen Jiaxian subconsciously turned her face away.
But the expected slap did not come.
With a chill on her forehead, Pan Qiaomu lifted up her bangs.
"Miss, you're bleeding." A voice that suppressed anger.
Chen Jiaxian slowly turned her face and looked at Pan Qiaomu.
He didn't recognize her at all.
He had no impression of her.
this.
It really is.
No surprise.
Her eyes ignored his impatient expression, slid down past her Adam's apple, and looked at the small malachite green polarized button on her collarbone.
Blood flowed down and fell on the eyelashes.
Chen Jiaxian took the tissue handed over by Pan Qiaomu, wiped the blood from her eyelashes, and pressed hard on the open old wound.
"Do you need to go to the hospital?" Pan Qiaomu asked.
Chen Jiaxian shook her head.
Before she could say anything, Pan Qiaomu had already opened his black and gray plaid wallet, pulled out a wad of cash and stuffed it into her: "Let's keep this amount private. I'm in a hurry."
Chen Jiaxian said "Oh".
Pan Qiaomu is such a person. In his eyes, he only sees what he has to do, and only the results. As for the process, as for who is right and who is wrong, as for whether it is reasonable or unreasonable, they are all not in his eyes.
She squeezed the cash in her hand, which was about 20,000 yuan. This should be all the cash he has on him. She suddenly wanted to laugh.
The utmost benevolence and righteousness. Chen Jiaxian thought of this word.
Pan Qiaomu was never stingy, but generous and decent. Just like when he laid her off with generous compensation before, he was so unilaterally benevolent that she couldn't even say a bad word, otherwise it would be regarded as disrespectful.
Truth is always on the side of the elite. This is probably class, or in other words, the arrogance of the elite.
Pan Qiaomu handed her his assistant's business card: "Let him contact you later to handle this matter." He looked at the time and said, "Sorry, I'm really busy."
Chen Jiaxian nodded.
Pan Qiaomu quickly solved her problem, called his assistant, turned around and left.
At this moment, it is the most congested morning rush hour in Yuecheng.
Pan Qiaomu comes from a well-off family and has never had to commute. Therefore, at this time, he did not know that some problems could be solved with money, while others could not.
Even if he walked off the viaduct, it was impossible for him to get a taxi at this location and at this time.
Chen Jiaxian looked at Pan Qiaomu's back calmly. She knew exactly what she had done. It's her choice.
She made no excuses and had no regrets.
…
Around 8:30, people from all walks of life gradually arrived. Pan Qiaomu was away, so Guan Xi naturally took on the reception duties.
Pan Qiaomu had no connections to hand over to her, so Guan Xi introduced himself with a smile and had a brief chat.
"It's you!" People looked at him with a look of sudden realization, "I heard that you played hard against that boy Cheng Wenhua? It is indeed Zhuoxiu who can recruit a talent like you."
Of course, compliments from social gatherings should not be taken seriously, and Guan Xi would not really make Cheng Wenhua lose face.
She shook her head and said implicitly: "No, Cheng Wenhua is my senior, we are all alumni, we just give each other face."
"You're right, we are all alumni, don't hurt our friendship. When I was taking MBA classes..."
Unlike Pan Qiaomu's European and American education background, Guan Xi graduated from the most well-known local university in Yuecheng. Her alma mater has organized many MBA, EMBA and various paid short-term training courses. Most of the people present can be called alumni by her, and they are willing to be called so.
As long as it is profitable, he is a good alumni, and harmony will make him rich.
Guan Xi's scope of responsibilities included GR (Government Public Relations), so someone asked her: "Xiao Guan. I heard that Guangfa Bank and Yongda Group boss Xu had a falling out. Is this news accurate?"
Yongda Group started from Yuecheng and is headquartered in Yuecheng. Zhuoxiu, Country Garden and Yongda are the three giants in the hearts of locals.
Therefore, the news also spread among the real estate industry in Yuecheng first.
Yongda Group's operations have been tight in recent years. Although the senior executives are still extravagant, during the Spring Festival last year, employees in the real estate line did not receive year-end bonuses at all, but took two months of vacation instead.
Someone immediately whispered: "No way. Just because of 132 million?"
It's easy to acquire land for billions or billions, and Yongda Group's assets are estimated to have exceeded one trillion, and it has always been a guest of major banks.
Falling out over a mere 132 million?
Guan Xi avoided the important matter and said lightly: "My friends at the bank have indeed heard about it." He only said that he had heard about it, not whether it was true or false.
Discussions at the scene immediately started in low tones.
For Yongda Group, 132 million is not much. But if Guangfa Bank really turns against Yongda Group, it means that the banking and financial system does not trust Yongda Group.
This is a danger signal.
"Do you still remember that LeTV's capital chain was broken?" someone said, "It started when China Merchants Bank fell out. When one fell out, others also fell out. At the same time, they came to collect debts, and LeTV collapsed on the spot."
"Then Yongda Group is going to..." The speaker hesitated.
"I saw Boss Xu from Yongda last night attending a business event. He seemed to be in high spirits, but that's not necessarily true. Besides, gossip may not be true, so don't take it to heart."
Why don't you take it to heart. Guan Xi thought to himself that Yongda Group's unfinished buildings across the country were frequently searched for.
But those who can come to the scene today are all big customers who have the ability to reserve gold before the market opens. There are even stubborn owners who wait until the price doubles and sells before paying for the house. Their so-called "buying a house", let alone We are in a different atmosphere from ordinary people, even from real estate speculators.
Human sorrows and joys are never the same, and there is no empathy in the world.
Who cares about unfinished buildings.
Seeing that the chat content gradually turned to content that Guan Xi was not comfortable listening to. She quietly left with a wink and went to receive the media on the other side.
"Where's your little Pan?" someone asked.
Guan Xi smiled: "He focuses on attracting investment, and now I will take over the public relations of the Changlefang project."
The other party said "Oh" and said in a dissatisfied tone: "Xiaoguan, the last time you held a Cantonese opera event, you forgot to ask me to report it. Mr. Pan called me specifically to explain and apologize for you. He said that in terms of public relations, Will he take over next? You need to coordinate clearly internally. How can I do my job if you push me back and forth? Who should we look for? "
Guan Xi nodded in agreement. When the other party went to the toilet, Guan Xi followed him.
