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Xie Yuchen left, and even went back with the old itch. Only Wang Meng and Wu Xie were left in the dormitory, and it was quiet for a while, so deserted.

Zhang Qiling wasn't surprised when he learned about this, but because he was always calm, Wu Xie didn't expect him to know something, but just lamented that rich people seem to have more troubles.

On this day, Zhang Qiling drove to pick up Wu Xie for dinner. When he arrived, it was half an hour before Wu Xie finished class, so he parked the car at the school gate and walked in to find someone.

There is a long distance from the school gate to the teaching building where Wu Xie attends classes. Zhang Qiling walked slowly, and the quiet and elegant scenery along the way made his heart gradually calm. Take it easy.

Downstairs in the teaching building, Zhang Qiling stood quietly waiting. When Wu Xie came out with a book in his arms, he was the first thing he saw.

"Brother!" Wu Xie ran over.

"Go eat." Zhang Qiling said.

"Then wait for me to put the book back!" Wu Xie said happily.

Zhang Qiling nodded.At this time, Wang Meng, who also had classes, passed by. When he saw Zhang Qiling and Wu Xie, he came over happily and said, "Little boss, is your brother here again? Are you going out? Give me the book, and I will bring it for you." go back!"

Wu Xie was grateful: "Come back and bring you food!"

Wang Meng took the book and walked to the dormitory, waving his hands as he walked, and shouted: "I am relieved that you are happy!"

"..."

Wu Xie's black line: Why don't you just help me bring the book? Why does it look like a heroic sacrifice?

Zhang Qiling patted Wu Xie aside: "Let's go."

The two walked all the way to the school gate, Zhang Qiling went around to the cab to drive, but saw a note on the car window, which read:

[Sorry, I accidentally scratched your car and left beforehand. Please contact me when you have time for compensation. 】

Then there is a contact form.

Zhang Qiling walked to the other side and looked, and there was indeed a scratch on the rear door, which looked like it was scratched by some car.

"Brother, what's the matter?" Wu Xie was sitting in the passenger seat, seeing that Zhang Qiling hadn't gotten into the car for a long time, and now he was standing there again as if checking something, so he poked his head out and asked.

Zhang Qiling shook his head: "It's nothing, the car is scratched."

"Ah?" Wu Xie got out of the car quickly, looked at the scratches, then touched them with his hands, and said, "It doesn't seem to be serious."

"It's okay, let's go." Zhang Qiling stretched out his hand and pushed Wu Xie's back, and pushed him into the car, while he went around to the driver's cab to start the car.

This episode was quickly forgotten by the two of them, and when they remembered it, it was already the afternoon of the next day.

Zhang Qiling took out the small note from his pocket, looked at the contact information on it, and then pressed the number of the secretary's room.

"My car was stolen by someone, please contact this person for compensation." Zhang Qiling handed the note to the secretary.

"Okay." The secretary took the note, turned and walked out of the office without staying too long.

Zhang Qiling is very satisfied with the current secretary. Compared with the previous few, this woman is not only not gentle and considerate, but also a bit cold. Although the work is orderly, she is not willing to give him a smile for the vice president. Tea, under her cool expression, also gives people a cool feeling.

But her personality made Zhang Qiling feel very comfortable, because he didn't like having a young and beautiful woman in front of him all day long, and he didn't care whether his subordinates smiled at him, if it wasn't for the style that a vice president should have , he didn't even want a secretary.

An hour later, the secretary knocked on Zhang Qiling's door again, and after entering, the note was placed in front of Zhang Qiling again.

Zhang Qiling looked over with a questioning look, and the secretary said: "The other party said they want to talk to you in person."

"Talk in person?" Zhang Qiling frowned: "How does he know that the owner of the car is not you?"

"I've asked, but I didn't say anything." The secretary said, "The other party is a middle-aged man. He asked you to meet at 'Duyiyi' at 12 o'clock tomorrow for a detailed discussion. I said you might not have time because you are busy, but he said he would wait until 1 If you don't go, find a time to make another appointment."

Zhang Qiling frowned slightly, looking at the note.

The secretary thought for a while and suggested: "Why don't you find someone to go for you?"

Zhang Qiling shook his head and said, "What are my plans for tomorrow at noon?"

The secretary said: "Mr. Wu from the pawn shop in the three provinces invited you to have dinner, but you turned him down... Uh, it seems to be in 'all one place'."

Zhang Qiling looked up at the secretary, picked up the note and looked at it seriously, and said, "I remember we have an agreement with Sansheng Pawn, please bring it to me for a look, and find someone to look up this phone number by the way."

"Ok."

After the secretary went out, Zhang Qiling stood up and walked to the window.

Pawn in three provinces, Mr. Wu.

Wu?

"Vice President Zhang, the agreement has been found." The secretary came in, put down the agreement and went out.

In fact, the main business of "Three Provinces Pawnshop" is auctions, especially the antiques of the elderly. In the past two years, there have been an endless stream of good things, and even tens of millions or hundreds of millions of high prices have been auctioned.

The Zhang Group originally made their fortune from antiques, but after growing their business in the past two years, they began to dabble in logistics and real estate. This time, they cooperated with the pawnbrokers of the three provinces to promote their new real estate in the name of auction.

This was originally a win-win situation, and the cooperation between the two parties was also very harmonious. Previously, Zhang Qiling's manager was in charge, but after signing the agreement, Mr. Wu asked him to meet him by name.At that time, Zhang Qiling thought it was unnecessary, so he excused himself because he was busy with work, and then the car was scratched...

Zhang Qiling picked up the agreement, turned to the last page, looked at the flamboyant signature, and compared it with the note on the table... He thought that there should be no need to check the phone number anymore.

Who is Wu Sansheng?Zhang Qiling thought.

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