214 getting deeper and deeper

The golden morning light penetrated through the wide floor-to-ceiling window of Shangyuan's office. The room was full of brilliance. Pan Lang knocked on the door and walked into Shangyuan's office. He saw Shang Yuan and Archie sitting at his desk discussing something, and walked in with a smile.

Shang Yuan saw Pan Lang come in and gently put the things in his hand into the office drawer. He raised his eyes and asked, "Well, are you going to go out to shoot the outdoor scene again today? The customer is very satisfied with the outdoor scene yesterday afternoon."

Pan Lang nodded, his glazed eyes were as bright as the morning light, and the whole office seemed to be brighter.

He smiled and said, "Yes, Mr. Shang, I'm here to say that the salary was paid yesterday, but the salary was still the same as before. I agreed to deduct the photo money from the salary but forgot to deduct it."

Archie was slightly stunned and looked at a serious look on Pan Lang's face. He couldn't help laughing and said, "It was just what I said at the beginning. You were still so serious. If only A Yuan was really greedy for money, it would have been better if he had sold the photos at that time."

Pan Lang was stunned for a moment. Shang Yuan gently stopped Archie. There was a warm smile in Taohua's eyes and said with a smile, "Yes, I forgot for a moment. You said how to deduct it. I called the finance department, and they deducted it on time every month."

Pan Lang smiled, and his soft hair floated gently in the morning light. He hesitated for a moment and said, "Can I buckle half?"

Shang Yuan nodded, so Pan Lang thanked him and walked out gently.

——————————————————————

Archie looked at his tall and tall figure and shook his head gently. Shang Yuan saw Archie's expression, but he didn't say much and took out what he had just put in the drawer to play with. All men will love this powerful thing, and Shang Yuan is no exception.

Archie looked at what he was holding in his hand, a dark and shiny pistol. The gun body looked delicate and firm. His face changed slightly. He remembered the unpleasant experience of being pointed at his head with a gun yesterday and complained, "A Yuan, why do you do this kind of thing? You should know that it is illegal to hold a gun."

Shang Yuan didn't care at all. He took a pistol and aimed his eyes at Archibi. Looking at his unhappy face, he laughed and said, "You also said that you should have got one to play long ago, otherwise you didn't have to be taken the lead by the killer yesterday."

Archie shook his head and shouted, "My young master, you should do less with that kind of thing. You said he was a killer."

He closed his eyes and thought that the killer turned around and disappeared outside the door after the stop. The woman who accompanied him to do his identity cover did not know anything, but she was entrusted to accompany a person known as an artist to do the experience. Shang Yuan has ordered the people below to find the killer, but it's really professional. In such a big H city, he is like a mud cow entering the sea, and he can no longer find a figure. Shang Yuan was not angry. After learning this lesson, he naturally prepared to put a pistol beside him and kept touching the gun body with his fingers.

Archie saw Shang Yuan's appearance and thought that yesterday because of himself, he must have lost a lot of losses in the stock market and did not know how to explain to the family, so he asked softly, "You retreated rashly yesterday and disrupted the deployment of many people. Otherwise, Yangwei Group is now the top thing in the bag, and now it is not in this situation. I know if the old man can spare you.

Shang Yuan looked at Archie and whispered, "Don't worry about it if you don't lose as much as you imagine. If you lose a lot, only person is Luo Minxiang. He invested all the development funds of the Tujia Village Building. If this wind was known by Luo Qunhang, I'm afraid he would not let go of this opportunity.

————————————————————————————

In the morning, outside Luo Minxiang's office, the beautiful female secretary looked at the group of people waiting outside, frowned and whispered, "Guys, Mr. Luo is a little sick today. He hasn't come to the company yet. If you have anything to tell me in advance, I will definitely tell him."

The group of people had heard some news about catching wind and shadows, but they were not very sure. A bold guy actually asked directly, "Miss Secretary, we heard that Mr. Luo lost a lot of money in the stock market yesterday, and we don't know if it's true."

The female secretary was stunned. How did this person ask him? The operation of the stock market by Luo Minxiang is extremely secret. Maybe only two or three people around her can know it. As for her, she may not know Luo Minxiang's secrets. But Luo Minxiang, who has always valued his image yesterday, suddenly lost his temper. Maybe something happened.

Her mind was in chaos. Because of the position she was in, she could not answer at will. She whispered, "There should be no such thing. If it affects the project, we will definitely make an announcement. And Mr. Luo doesn't seem to be very interested in the stock market.

A group of people looked at each other. They didn't really get the exact information, so they just came to ask. Because the contracts they signed were all advance contracts, and many of them were done first and then settled, so they were a little worried that once Luo Minxiang's financial problems went wrong, their previous work would be in vain.

They are making a fuss. A proud man came from the distance of the corridor, dressed elegantly and decently, followed by a cold and fierce man. The appearance of the two people is extremely outstanding and charming. They come from afar, which sets off the ordinary and roughness of the group of people in front of Luo Minxiang's office, but the eyes of the man walking in front of him are like demagogic poison, and the coldness is slightly vicious, while the man walking behind his eyes are like a sheathed blade, and the cold light must appear, which makes people dare not look directly. Although he followed the first man, his momentum was even more awe-intimid.

The group of people recognized that the man in front of them was Luo Minxiang. They couldn't help spreading out a passage and shouted one after another, "Mr. Luo."

Luo Minxiang looked at them with careless eyes, seemed to be a little surprised, and then asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The group of people did not answer. Seeing that he looked brilliantly with a kind of arrogant alienation, he did not lose any panic at all, so they all looked at the female secretary.

The female secretary sighed in her heart and could only explain softly, "Mr. Luo, these are suppliers and subcontractors who come to ask for money."

Luo Minxiang nodded, gently opened the door of the office, turned around and explained to the female secretary, "What are you looking for? Find me for finance, and do things according to the contract. If you are qualified by the payment time, you will pay. If you want to settle the payment in advance before the time, then you can end the contract. It's really troublesome."

From beginning to end, he did not look at the crowd around him and walked into the office with a little impatientness. Chicheng followed him into the office, gently closed the door and blocked those people outside the door.

The door closed gently, and Luo Minxiang knew that those people would leave temporarily because of his performance just now. However, the news that he lost his bet on the stock market will spread sooner or later, and it hasn't spread yet. Maybe it's because Luo Qunhang and others have not yet made a good game. He closed his eyes as if he saw a dark pocket trying to cover himself.

He rubbed his eyebrows with a headache, walked to the French window, looked at the tall buildings in the distance, and his eyes dimmed. He knew that Chicheng stood behind him and whispered, "Chicheng, in addition to the money in the field, can you borrow money from the black market?"