The ace patron saint of female presidents

Silent all night.

Early the next morning, Pan An called Ye Xiaoxiao on the phone.

When Ye Xiaoxiao heard him say that there was no need to modify the content of the contract, her tone became visibly cheerful, like a child who got a little red flower in school.

Pan An was not surprised by this at all, and soon made an appointment to meet at a well-known law firm, called Wu Tong, and went to the appointment with a sample contract.

And at this moment, Zhang Yijin, accompanied by Xiao Cui, and escorted by a full five cars of younger brothers, arrived near the South Railway Station of Modu.

In this environment where airplanes and high-speed trains have become the public's first choice for long-distance travel, it is no surprise that the passenger flow of ordinary railway stations like South Railway Station has dropped sharply.

Only during the Spring Festival travel season can the hustle and bustle of the past be reproduced here.

However, as the place with the largest traffic in Shanghai, the handicap or the environment near the South Station is here, and the number of people who rely on this handicap to make a living has not decreased much.

No way, when the general environment changes, not everyone has the ability to jump out of the fish pond and go to a wider river.

The funny thing is that as the South Railway Station becomes less important, the management power of the relevant departments gradually adjusts where the high-speed rail station and the intercity subway are. garden.

What kind of deceit and abduction, what kind of teachings and tricks, I wish I could take this place as my home.

This is the real reason why when Zhang Yijin came over, he had to bring enough people to do something that needed to be kept secret.

Not long after the luxurious convoy drove into South Railway Station West Street, it stopped firmly at the entrance of a row of hair salons.

This scene immediately attracted the eyes of the young women sitting in rows in the hair salon, their eyes darting back and forth among the passers-by on the road, as if they were picking something.

I saw these young women wearing heavy makeup, regardless of whether the current temperature is suitable, they hurriedly got up and took off their coats, and then used various strange hair movements or standing postures to fully show their body lines...

"Xiao Cui, are you sure that young gentleman lives in this kind of place?"

Zhang Yijin glanced slightly at the surrounding environment, but was almost blinded by the eye-catching rouge vulgar fans who appeared in his sight.

Xiao Cui was also looking for it. She had noticed the actions of those women, but she ignored them like nothing: "Yes, the positioning is here..."

It was also a coincidence that Xiaocui's eyes suddenly lit up halfway through the sentence: "I found it, brother Jin, look at the second floor!"

Hearing this, Zhang Yijin followed Xiaocui's guidance and looked towards the second floor, and he saw a few pieces of window paper pasted on the window that had been faded by the sun: Jane's Private Detective Service Station.

At this time, Xiaocui spoke again, and guided Zhang Yijin: "There is a staircase over there, that's where it should be going up!"

"Come on, let's go up!" Zhang Yijin couldn't bear it, and then opened the door and got out of the car.

In an instant, the younger brothers in the other six cars got out of the car one after another, and they just showed a lot of momentum.

Not only did the women in the hair salon startle, but even the passers-by who were secretly paying attention subconsciously quickened their pace of walking away...

If it were an ordinary person who created this scene, he might be secretly proud of it.

But Zhang Yijin had long since realized the strangeness, completely turned a blind eye to all this, and took the lead in walking quickly towards the staircase not far away.

Just as Xiaocui guessed, the simple private detective service station really came from here.

However, after a while, Zhang Yijin stood at the door of the service station with the door open, with a dazed look on his face.

The room is very large and spacious, with an area of ​​more than two hundred square meters. There is almost no partition that can obstruct the view, so Zhang Yijin saw the rather mysterious young gentleman with a lot of airs at a glance.

But at this time, the young gentleman was sitting on the boss chair behind the desk, with two pretty blushing young girls in his arms, looking at the computer screen in front of him with a sweet smile on his face, using some power The tune of "boiling" boiling water translates a few unsightly foreign languages.

The most unacceptable thing for Zhang Yijin is that the things played on the computer are not muted. Even standing at the door, he can still hear a foreign language such as "Ya Li Die" floating out from time to time...

Although Zhang Yijin hasn't seen this kind of thing for a long time, how can he forget these colorful enlightenment courses?

Almost instantly, Zhang Yijin had the thought of pushing out first.

However, the young gentleman was so alive that he suddenly raised his head and glanced at him at this moment.

This time, Zhang Yijin was at a loss in embarrassment, laughing with him, even if he wanted to say "excuse me", he was afraid of offending the other party.

On the contrary, Jian Dao, without the slightest embarrassment of being caught in a scandal, greeted Zhang Yijin with a very frank smile: "Hey, there are guests!"

While talking, Jiandao reached out and turned off the small video, and patted the two young girls back: "Work, girls!"

That tone of voice resembled that of a mother who was engaged in a strange profession.

I saw the two little girls who were definitely not in their twenties, pretending to be super fierce and glaring at him fiercely, turned their heads but got up as if they were being pardoned, lowered their heads slightly, and quickly ran hand in hand To the side of the tea room.

"Hehe, the two girls in my family are young and not very sensible, and the guests laughed at me!" Jian Dao smiled casually, and nodded casually on the sofa in front of the desk: "Dear guest, please sit!"

"Then interrupt!" Zhang Yijin saw that the man didn't look like he was angry when something good was interrupted, so he entered the room with peace of mind.

Xiaocui blocked the little brothers behind her without making a fuss, and entered the door after her, with a bit of restraint, she sat down tightly next to Zhang Yijin.

But seeing the two little girls coming over with tea, they hurriedly got up to thank them.

This scene, in Zhang Yijin's eyes, was extremely unpleasant...

Once, he bragged that he wanted to build a big country for this woman in Shanghai, so that she could be the mother of the world, but unfortunately he didn't do it.

Once, he vowed to marry her as his wife, but because she knew she was sterile and refused, he had to marry another woman to carry on the family line.

He thought that all the grievances would stop here, but the fact that he was slapped in the face again and again made him experience what incompetence is.

Just like today, because during this period of time, I noticed that there was something wrong with my surroundings, the green forests of the entire magic capital.It seemed that everyone, it seemed that the whole world was secretly targeting him, which made him feel an extremely dangerous atmosphere.This woman found this place for him again, showing such a humble look.

However, even though Zhang Yijin was clearly in pain, he couldn't do anything, he couldn't even talk about it, otherwise it would only cause more trouble for her.

That feeling of powerlessness and incompetence was so heart-wrenching, Zhang Yijin had a sore nose and even wanted to cry...