Chapter 151 Wen Qihe
An Rusong shook his head slightly. Sometimes he had to admit that Han Meiyan was not only smart and courageous, but also very lucky. Women like her were the kind of people who were God favors you.
"Come to Sacred Heart Hospital at noon today," Han Meiyan lowered her voice a bit when An Rusong didn't say anything. She said in an obviously charming tone, "I'm How about you hold a celebration lunch?”
“No time,” An Rusong said without hesitation. He knew that relatives of Han Meiyan’s family were coming in the past two days, so he had no interest in continuing to visit.
“You really don’t have time?” Han Meiyan chuckled, “I specifically asked for some medical cleaning fluid from the nurse yesterday, and I plan to use it on Mina, um, and myself at noon today. Oh.”
"Scumbag!" An Rusong cursed in his heart, but some scenes inappropriate for children could not help but appear in his mind. He had already experienced the same game with Han Meiyan in the past, but Pei Mina was definitely a completely new experience for him.
Men always like to experience new things, let alone a scumbag.
At this moment, Jiang Xiuyuan also walked closer. When she saw An Rusong talking on the phone, she stopped a few steps away sensibly.
“I really can’t go today.” After a difficult ideological struggle, An Rusong finally kept his little bit of integrity. He coughed dryly and said, “I just ended my relationship with GC. The Americans at the fund are negotiating, and I finally want to have a meal with them."
This lie was told without any hesitation. The point is, Han Meiyan knew that he had negotiations today, and she also knew that GC. the existence of the fund.
In fact, the reason why An Rusong did not go to Sacred Heart Hospital today was because he had promised to have lunch with Jiang Xiuyuan before. Men can lie to women, but they must not break their trust. After all, women don't know when they lie, but they know when they break their trust.
"Okay then," as expected, Han Meiyan did not pester him anymore, but said instead, "Then I won't win tomorrow, but not at noon tomorrow. I'm going to sign an agreement with that guy Liu Taihe at noon tomorrow. In order to avoid long nights and many dreams."
After a moment of silence, she said: "Then we will go to Qingtan Cave tomorrow night."
"Okay, okay," An Rusong agreed casually.
"That's what we agreed, don't fail to show up when the time comes," Han Meiyan said.
"I know," An Rusong responded, and then hung up the phone.
"Is it President Sun?" Seeing that he hung up the phone, Jiang Xiuyuan came closer and asked.
"Ang, yes," An Rusong put the phone in his pocket and said while reaching out to touch his forehead, "She wanted me to come over for lunch at noon, but I have already declined."< br>
As he spoke, he took a step forward and put his arms around Jiang Xiuyuan's waist.
The expression on the little girl's face was quite complicated, a little nervous and a little happy, as if she was seducing the boss behind her back.
"Tell me, what do you want to eat for lunch today," An Rusong said grandly while holding the little girl in his arms and walking forward, "Brother Rusong is happy today, you can eat whatever you want."
" But I've already ordered delivery," Jiang Xiuyuan said hesitantly, "I ordered two portions of Campus Village fried chicken, and some fish cakes and rice cakes. We can eat them in my dormitory."
“Oh~~~” An Rusong made a gesture of sudden realization, then lowered his voice and smiled, “Eating in your dormitory, do you want to eat Campus Village Fried Chicken or not? Eat like Brother Song”
Jiang Xiuyuan obviously knew what he wanted to say, so before he could finish his words, she pushed him away and walked away quickly.
Seeing the little girl's graceful figure escaping to the stairs and then turning directly downstairs, An Rusong felt hot and hurriedly chased after her.
Just as An Rusong was chasing Jiang Xiuyuan to the staff dormitory area on the second floor, Wen Qihe, carrying a briefcase, hurriedly walked out of the elevator room on the first floor of a seven-story building on Shangyanshan Road in Mapo District.
The moment the elevator door opened, he saw two young people waiting outside.
Wen Qihe is already over fifty this year, and the two young people outside the elevator door look at the eldest, who is only in his late thirties. In terms of age, The two young men can only be regarded as his descendants.
But even so, Wen Qihe immediately stepped aside and bowed respectfully to the two young people.
The two young men had no respect for him. Facing the senior's salute, they just nodded slightly and then walked directly into the elevator.
After the two young men entered the elevator, Wen Qihe walked out of the elevator door. Then he turned around again, bowed his head, and waited until the elevator door closed before getting up and continuing to walk out of the building.
Going out of the front door of the building, Wen Qihe came to the roadside. When he went to the parking space across the street, he turned and glanced at the building just now. That building is already very old, just like Wen Qihe's age, no, it should be said that it is older than him.
This building once had a glorious history. It was the home of the "Tongyang Broadcasting Company", the earliest and once the highest-level private radio station in South Korea, and Moon Ki-ha was at the peak of this TV station. Brilliant time, joined in, so far, it has been more than thirty years.
When he first joined this TV station, Wen Qihe was still a passionate young man. He should have had a bright future, but unfortunately, not long after he joined the TV station, the entire TV station fell apart because of the so-called "YAN theory" The "Abolish Hehe" movement was directly blocked, and this letter lasted nearly thirty years.
This movement abolished not only a group of TV stations, newspapers, and radio stations, but also a large number of related practitioners, such as Wen Qihe. Therefore, in the past thirty years, he has basically He was abolished, and his source of livelihood was to help his niece, who was a great dancer, to pretend to be a ghost.
Not long ago, good news came out. It is said that Toyo Broadcasting is likely to restart broadcasting next year, and its new owner will be the famous "Central Daily News". By that time, The former "TBC" TV station will also be integrated into the new "JTBC" TV station.
After hearing the news, Wen Qihe came to the door eagerly, hoping to resurrect himself on the resurrected "JTBC" TV station.
But unfortunately, he regarded this building as his ideal "Kingdom of Heaven", but there is no place for him in the "Kingdom of Heaven" that is expected to be resurrected. Today is already his third visit. Let alone finding his former location, the big shots who are preparing to return to power don't even have the intention to meet him.
After all, this is no longer the "TBC" TV station he was familiar with.
Returning to where he parked his car, Wen Qihe looked back at the building before getting in the car. For some reason, when he came here for the first time, he felt that this building was quite familiar, but today, he felt that it was quite familiar. The building felt extremely strange again.
With an inexplicable sigh, he opened the door and got in the car, then drove straight to Seocho-dong. His niece called him just now and asked him to go back to discuss important matters. Since this place refused to give him a chance to return, he might as well go back and be his own liar.
Actually, being a liar makes more money than being a journalist.
Wen Qihe's niece is Wen Caiyuan, who has the status of "Xianzheng Master". It is no joke to say that a shaman master can support a team. Over the years, Wen Qihe has relied on this My niece survived, and her life was quite nourishing.
Driving to his niece's house, when Wen Qihe walked in, he saw his brother sitting on the sofa in the living room, while his petite niece was curled up on the sofa opposite, staring in front of him with a mobile phone in a daze.
"What's going on?" Wen Qihe bought a bunch of oranges in the future and carried them to the coffee table in the center of the living room. He glanced at his brother who was smoking cigarettes, and then at his silent niece, and asked with a smile.
In his opinion, there should be a conflict between his brother and his niece. Since the death of his eldest sister-in-law, the father and daughter have had many conflicts, and he is used to it.
The elder brother did not speak. He placed a small book on the coffee table, then pressed it with one hand and gently pushed it in front of Wen Qihe.
"What is this?" Wen Qihe picked up the notebook and took a look at the contents.
There are a few lines written on the notebook. Judging from the handwriting, it obviously belongs to my niece.
Wen Qihe looked at the content of the handwriting and said with a smile: "Why, Caiyuan is also concerned about securities. I heard the financial report issued by Daiwa Securities this morning on the radio. The loss is not too serious, such as"< br>
At this point, he stopped, his frosted eyebrows wrinkled into After a while, he asked: "The financial reports of the four Japanese securities firms have come out, how come I don't know?"
"No!" When he finished saying this, he had already seen the last line , where it is clearly recorded that global stock markets will plummet after the release of Nomura Securities’ earnings report.
"What is this?" Wen Qihe raised his head, looked at his brother, and then at his niece on the other side, and asked in shock.
Seeing that neither of them spoke, he said again: "Don't tell me that this was Caiyuan's prophecy, that's not funny at all."
"Uncle, this is inside information that someone told me," Wen Caiyuan finally spoke, she said, "He said that I can regard this information as a prophecy."
"Inside information?" Wen Qihe laughed. , he found this statement as funny as admitting that his niece could really predict.
"Tell me, who can get such information?" Wen Qihe asked, "This kind of lie"
"The information I recorded was what he told me the day before yesterday Mine." Before he could finish his words, Wen Chaiyuan had already taken the lead. Said, "Including the news that Daiwa Securities will release its financial report today, as well as the specific data of Daiwa Securities' losses."
Wen Qihe was stunned. After a moment, he swallowed and said: "593 100 million yen?”
"Yes, 59.3 billion yen," Moon Chae-won nodded and confirmed, "That's the number, I remember it very clearly."
(End of Chapter)