President, he must be me

As soon as these words came out, Tan Shaoke's face darkened, and his fists were raised, and he was about to punch him in the face.

"Shaoke!" Bai Sulong made a move at this time, grabbing the wrist of the second son, "He is a member of the Shen family now, you have to save some face for Shen Yanwen..."

"Mom, did you hear what he said?" Tan Shaoke said, "Is he relying on Shen Yanwen to support him now? I really didn't expect that Shen Yanwen would do this without showing any credibility?"

"Let go of Shaochen first, he is... Mrs. Shen."

"Mrs. Shen? Didn't Shen Yanwen treat him as a display? I've heard people say that Huang Shutong wanted to marry Shen Yanwen, but Shen Yanwen just didn't agree; it wasn't because there was no offer, so he quickly married someone back, so that Huang Shutong could give up. Is it? Shen Yanwen is so arrogant in front of us, so he has to be a man with his tail clamped in front of the Huang family? He doesn't answer the phone calls, and let the secretary prevaricate me all day... Tan Shaochen, you don't really think you are worthy of Shen Yanwen, do you? You didn’t come back home, 1000 million was said to be your dowry, and it hasn’t arrived yet, let me tell you—”

The man was furious, but he really didn't dare to hit him, so he could only push Tan Shaochen back hard: "You have to get this money for our family, or I will tear down your mother's tomb for you, don't you believe me?" Do not believe?"

The young man fell backwards momentarily, and the driver quickly caught him: "Ma'am, ma'am, are you okay..."

"Where did this come from?" Tan Shaoke scolded, "Can anyone bring it to our house?"

Tan Shaochen stabilized his figure, shook his head at the driver, and signaled that he was fine; he changed his hands to adjust the hem of his clothes, lowered his head as before at Tan's house, but the words in his mouth were different.

"...You're right, I rely on Shen Yanwen's backing." He spoke so lightly that people had to listen carefully, but his momentum seemed even stronger, "Talk to Shen Yanwen about the money, and get angry with me Useless."

"It's enough."

Just when Tan Shaoke was about to say something, Tan Pinhong's voice came from the stairs.

The man seemed to have aged a lot in his absence, and looked less aggressive than before.Tan Shaoke didn't dare to talk back to him, so she gave the young man another sideways glance, then turned and went to the sofa.Bai Sulong was left, took the gift from him, and said: "Your second brother has a quick temper, not for a day or two, so don't take it to your heart, it's just angry words."

Tan Shaochen pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "I know."

"Have you brought someone here?" Tan Pinhong walked down step by step, and said coldly, "Is anyone in our Tan family allowed to enter?"

"Xiao Zhang, go out and wait." Tan Shaochen said, "I'll talk to my father."

"Madam..." The driver frowned slightly worriedly, as if he didn't want to go out - in front of outsiders, the Tan family can treat their wives like this; if he leaves, then you can't do anything?

But Tan Shaochen was very firm: "Go out."

"Good lady."

"This is Shen Yanwen's driver." Tan Shaochen pointed at his weak hand, "I can't move easily, so I asked him to carry my things in for me."

He said, his eyes fell on Tan Pinhong, and there were a thousand questions in his heart, but he suppressed them all: "I know you don't want to see me either, Shen Yanwen said that I will be there in half an hour, or just pretend that I don't exist . . . I'm going to take a walk in the yard."

When the driver walked out of the entrance of Tan's house, he heard his wife's words.

This family is too much, they ask about money when they meet, and their words are so ugly, if Tan Shaochen doesn't look alike with his brother and his father, the driver Xiao Li would suspect that his wife is a child who was picked up.He has heard a lot about rich people's scandals, but it is really rare to just want money without face.

His wife is so pitiful, she is said to be an unfavored illegitimate child, more like a doormat who is bullied every day... He can see it.

It's so easy to get along with someone... except that the memory is not very good.

He sat back in the car, holding the steering wheel with his hand, took this opportunity to light a cigarette, took two puffs, and took out his phone on a whim.

"Mr. Shen, I just sent my wife back to the Tan family..."

-

Xiao Li: "Mr. Shen, I just sent my wife back to the Tan family. The family was very rude. They grabbed my wife by the collar and asked when your money will arrive. They even cursed a lot. My wife asked me to wait in the car." , I think I should tell you about this.”

None of the new drivers were suitable, so Shen Yanwen let his secretary Zhu Li drive the car for the time being.Zhu Li does things well, but his driving skills are really not very good. He only cares about stability and disregards efficiency.

When Shen Yanwen saw this text message in the back seat, there was a cold light in his deep eyes.He was not in a hurry to reply to the message, and asked first: "The Tan family's money hasn't been paid yet."

"Yes, Mr. Shen," Zhu Li reported without emotion, "according to your instructions, I got stuck in the process and didn't go any further; the second young master of the Tan family urged me seventeen times, and you said there was no need to report, so I didn't report. .”

"Ah."

"Do you need to notify the finance side to make a payment now?"

"No need." Shen Yanwen said, "Drive faster."

"Alright Mr. Shen."

Only then did the man reply a message: How ugly is it?

Xiao Li: "You said that my wife was born to die because of your support, and she almost did it; she also said bad things about you, her mouth is so bad."

Shen Yanwen: "What did you say?"

Xiao Li: "Calling you a bastard, saying that you have to be a man with your tail between your legs in front of the Huang family, and saying that you dare not refuse Miss Huang, so you hurriedly bought your wife back."

Xiao Li: "This is definitely not my nonsense! It's all true! I heard it with my own ears!"

Shen Yanwen: "Understood."

The man put down his cell phone and looked at the passing street scene outside the car window, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

"Hurry up," the man said, "If you don't arrive within 10 minutes, you will hand in the resignation report to the personnel department tomorrow."

"...Okay, Mr. Shen."

-

When Shen Yanwen arrived, the one who came out to open the door was not a servant, but Bai Sulong with exquisite makeup and an expensive dress.The woman called out "Yan Wen" with a smile, and earnestly invited him in, as if they were really a family, kind and warm.

"... Shaochen has gone to the yard. That child has been restless since he was a child," she said, "Why did you come here at this time? It must be because there are a lot of things in the company? Sister Luo, go and call Shaochen back, we have dinner .”

"It's true that there are many things." Shen Yanwen replied indifferently, "Especially the matter of approving funds to the Tan family chaebol. The process is very troublesome, and I have to handle it myself."

Bai Sulong's smile became stronger: "You handle it yourself, it's really hard work for you, there are so many things to do every day..."

The eldest son of the Tan family was not there, only the second eldest, Tan Shaoke, was there; when he saw Shen Yanwen, his face became calm, but he had to say hello: "Mr.

Shen Yanwen said: "It's most appropriate to be called Mr. Shen."

These words obviously refer to Bai Sulong's "Yan Wen" just now.After all, the woman has been with Tan Pinhong for so many years, and she has seen too many social occasions, so she will not lose her manners easily: "Yes, it is a family and a business partner, and Mrs. Shen should be called."

They were talking on this side, and Tan Shaochen walked in from the door on the other side.

Today the young man no longer wears formal clothes, but a loose light gray sweater with a white shirt.This attire is much more suitable than a suit. Tan Shaochen has a gentle temperament, but he is 22 years old, but he smells like a high school student.At this moment, he walked in with his head down, Shen Yanwen looked at him, his eyes swept over his eyebrows, passed down his Adam's apple, and stopped at the neckline.

Some inconspicuous creases on the collar.

It seems that "grabbing the collar" is true.Since he can do it with his hands, of course he can say those bad words.

"Come and eat quickly. In order for Mr. Shen to accompany Shaochen back to the house today, I specially made a pot of matsutake chicken soup..." "Shaochen." Before Bai Sulong finished his homely words, Shen Yanwen had already walked quickly from her side Passed by, "I'm a bit late, there's a traffic jam on the road."

"Oh, it's okay," Tan Shaochen said, "It's fine if you come, come to eat, she can make soup well."

As the young man spoke, he lowered his voice and whispered in his ear: "Not as skilled as Aunt Yan..."

Tan Pinhong was still displaying his patriarchal profile, and he came to the restaurant unhurriedly and sat down at the main table when everyone was seated.The whole family was waiting for him to move their chopsticks, but Shen Yanwen suddenly reached out, picked up the steamed sea bass on the table, and put the softest and most tender meat near the belly of the fish into Tan Shaochen's bowl: "You love fish, come here."

It is impossible for the Shen family to know who should put down the chopsticks first at the table because of their status and status; just because he must know, if he still does this, it is blatantly not giving Tan Pinhong face.

parent?The person in charge of the Tan family chaebol?In front of the Shen family, he was just a humble family.

"Shen..." Tan Pinhong was about to say something, but Bai Sulong stood up suddenly, and took his bowl to fill the soup: "Taste it quickly, how is my cooking today, try..."

The tense atmosphere was temporarily dispelled by her action, and she was eating at the table. Within 2 minutes, Tan Shaoke couldn't hold back and said, "Mr. Shen, are you busy recently? The secretary picked you up because you said you have time." Just come back to me, I haven't waited for you to come back."

"It's really busy." Shen Yanwen glanced at him coldly, then brought some food for Tan Shaochen, "... Would you like some soup, I'll serve it for you."

"I can do it myself..." Tan Shaochen said, "My second brother may have something to tell you."

Upon hearing this, Shen Yanwen suddenly put down his chopsticks, as if he wanted to concentrate on listening to him: "Please speak."

"Heh, heh," Tan Shaoke laughed awkwardly, "Mr. Shen, it's just a matter of paying the money. It was agreed at the beginning that my younger brother came through the door, and the money will be in place; now that they have returned, the money has only reached 200 million. "

"Indeed, that's what I said at the beginning."

While Shen Yanwen was talking, Bai Sulong was busy filling a bowl of soup for him and putting it down.

But the man didn't even look at it, he just stared at Tan Shaoke, waiting for his next words.

"Is that not good?" Tan Shaoke said, "In business, reputation is very important."

"Does it mean that I don't pay attention to credibility?" The man said, and glanced at Tan Pinhong who was seated in the chief seat. "Is it your meaning or your son's meaning?"

"How could it be, how could it be that way," Bai Sulong quickly smoothed things over, "That is, Mr. Shen also knows about our Tan's situation, and the money is really urgent..."

Only then did Tan Pinhong say: "Mr. Shen, it's always a bit unreasonable to go back on your word."

"In the business field, it is common for accounts to be delayed for three to five months." Shen Yanwen said lightly, "Besides, 200 million has already passed away, and I am also thinking of a way."

"You still need to think of a way. Don't joke about Mr. Shen. For Shen, 1000 million is not a casual thing?" Tan Shaoke said.

"I think you have misunderstood me a little," the man said, pausing for a while, his cold eyes slowly sweeping across the other people on the table, and the oppressive force appeared in an instant, "First, I will marry Shaochen, and 1000 million is the dowry. The capital injection is a formality, and it's my private account, not Shen's."

The young man couldn't help but be attracted by his aura, gnawed on the sweet and sour pork ribs and looked up at the man's side face.

Shen Yanwen is so pretty, no matter when he is angry, when he is laughing, or when he is asleep... Each has its own flavor, each has its own beauty.

"Secondly, my ability is very limited, but I am also a small person with my tail tucked in front of others. Ten million is not a small amount, so I have to take my time."

As soon as these words came out, Tan Shaoke's eyes shot at the young man like an arrow.

—how did he know?

The young man frowned puzzledly, and buried himself in his meal as if he had taken refuge in the next second, without looking at anyone.

"Thirdly, my wife and I were slapped on the day of our wedding, how do we count?" Shen Yanwen looked at Tan Pinhong unceremoniously, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a coldness, "Ms. Tan was right just now, we are a business Partner, then you have to figure it out one by one...how much is this?"

Tan Shaochen could hear it—it was a fake return, and it was true that Shen Yanwen came to settle accounts.

Still come to settle accounts for him.

At this moment, a warm current came from the other party's words, went straight to his chest, poured into his heart, and spread to his limbs with every heartbeat.He hesitated and turned his head to the side, looking into the eyes of the other party, trying to see some other, more utilitarian calculations.

Compared to Shen Yanwen venting his anger on him, he would rather believe that the man was just talking about business.

Coincidentally, the man also lowered his eyes to look at him, and his eyes went away as soon as they were touched, without staying much.

"But I don't care about things that Shaochen doesn't care about." The man said, holding up the soup in front of him, "I'll just say it straight, President Tan, Second Young Master Tan, when the account will be paid depends on his mind. "

The man bowed his head and took a sip, then put down the bowl, and said with a smile: "The soup is not bad, but it's a bit salty."

There is something to say: domineering or not domineering!Not always!