When Chen Li came in for the third time to clear the ashtray, Zheng Yuan realized that he had finished smoking.

"What time is it?" he asked Chen Li.

Chen Li: "It's almost eleven o'clock, do you want to go?"

Zheng Yuan glanced at the form, and his mouth was bitter after smoking too much: "Let's go, I'll turn off the lights."

Chen Li knew that he was considerate and did not argue, so she went out to pack up first.

Zheng Yuan saved the file and turned off the computer. He hung the suit in the crook of his arm, and pushed the door out after checking the power supply.

Chen Li was waiting for him.

"Be careful driving at night." Zheng Yu'an pressed the elevator button, "If you have nothing to do, don't accompany me to work overtime so late."

Chen Li smiled and said, "It's okay, Mr. Zheng, my husband is on the night shift, and he just came to pick me up."

Zheng Yu'an reacted, knowing that he had been forcibly stuffed with a mouthful of dog food, and choked a little uncomfortable.

Since being seconded to the Banking Regulatory Commission, Zheng Yu'an has not been in contact with women for more than three years, and he has no habit of hunting and dating.

There was indeed a car waiting for Chen Li at the door. Zheng Yuan took a look and felt that this dog food tasted very lonely. Thinking about it, I regret not copying the materials of WE GO. It was a long night and I couldn't sleep alone. At least there is something to do.

No one wants to work overtime in a row as soon as the opening is over, and Zheng Yu'an is not willing to slap the people under his hands like this.

Bai Jian came to JZ Bank to open an account on Friday, and Zheng Yu'an deliberately took the time to go downstairs to see him.

After the two finished their business, they had a cup of coffee at a nearby Starbucks, and Bai Jian invited him to his pottery exhibition on Sunday.

"It's a very private exhibition, and all the people who come here are friends of friends." Bai Jian knew that Zheng Yu'an was a measured man. Although the man was considerate and gentle, he always kept a proper distance. He was not "over there". There is more than enough respect, but not enough intimacy.

Zheng Yu'an saw his intention to avoid suspicion and said with a smile, "Why can't I go to the teacher's exhibition, where is the invitation letter?"

Bai Jian sent the electronic version to his WeChat.

The two talked for a while before separating. Zheng Yuan went to the smoking area before returning to the office, but Qin Hanguan was also there.

With a cigarette in his hand, the man saw him raise his wrist: "Come on."

Zheng Yuan also knocked one out of Su Yan's shell and put it in his mouth.

Qin Hanguan said cheaply again: "Your smoke is not fierce enough."

Zheng Yu'an glanced at Nanjing in the other's hand, and didn't want to discuss this topic.

Qin Hanguan would not always find fault with him. The two talked about business while smoking, and finally they returned to the business of WE GO. However, Qin Hanguan never doubted Zheng Yu'an's ability, but it was not easy to compete with the finances of large enterprises, not to mention that Yan Shuwang's subordinates, besides Zhang Jin and Luo Yan, were not fuel-efficient lamps.

"They are still clients of Deloitte." Qin Hanguan flicked the ashtray. "Many big banks are watching."

Zheng Yu'an: "We have been with us for a long time, and we always have an advantage."

Qin Hanguan: "Yan Shuwang is not easy to serve, you know it when you see it."

Zheng Yu'an smoked half of the cigarette and said with a smile, "Just don't offend him."

"It's easy for you to think." Qin Hanguan snorted and added, "He's a good drinker, so you can play against each other."

Zheng Yu'an said: "Just don't drink mixed wine."

Qin Hanguan smiled with a cigarette in his mouth. He suddenly remembered something and took out his mobile phone to show Zheng Yu'an: "I have a photo of that guy, do you want to take a look?"

Zheng Yu'an just wanted to say no, but Qin Hanguan had already put the phone in front of his face, and he could see it as soon as he lowered his head.

"How is it?" Qin Hanguan asked.

Zheng Yu'an didn't move his hand holding the cigarette, the ashes burned off some, and the fine pieces fell on his sleeve, and Zheng Yu'an came back to his senses.

"Where did you take this candidly?" Zheng Yuan couldn't help but ask.

The man in the photo does have long hair, and his facial features are not clearly photographed because he is too far away. He is tall and stands out from the crowd.

Qin Hanguan has no guilt: "Ask the little girl in their company what they want."

"..." Zheng Yuan almost didn't hold the cigarette butt in his hand, he said helplessly, "Leader, don't make your relationship between men and women too messy, don't cause trouble, okay?"

He agreed to go to the exhibition in Baijian, but Zheng Yu'an stayed in bed on Sunday. He dropped by to pick up Andai, who was very busy and talked on the phone almost all the way in his car.

Andy didn't have time to introduce him until he got to the place.

"Many of the people who come today are business leaders." Andai flipped out the roof panel and put on lipstick in the mirror. "Where's the capitalist?"

Zheng Yu'an smiled and said, "I don't know art, so what are you doing here?"

Andy glanced at him: "Speak as if you understand."

"I don't understand." Zheng Yu'an opened the car door for her, bent down and held out his arm, "That's why I came here to learn more, Mr. An."

Bai Jian is the owner of the exhibition. When he is busy, there is always a lack of greeting. Zheng Yu'an is Andai's male companion, and his degree of freedom is much higher than others. place.

As a leading figure in modern pottery art, Bai Jian's representative image is an owl. Zheng Yu'an bought an ashtray from him and is still using it today.

After greeting Andai, Zheng Yuan strolled around the villa for a while alone.

There are indeed many business leaders among the people who came. As long as half of the financial circle overlaps, Zheng Yuan's social interaction is not difficult. A boss and a general manager are polite to each other, and the business cards brought in their hands are not enough in the end. .

There was champagne on the dessert table, and An Dai took two glasses and touched Zheng Yuan.

"On that side are the friends in Baijian's circle." Andy pouted towards the end of the corridor.

Zheng Yu'an wanted to drive and didn't plan to really drink, so he asked, "They're all artists?"

Andai: "How is that possible? There are also big bosses. They are basically friends with friends. I don't know many of them."