Chapter 128 She wanted to take the opportunity to drive her ex-boyfriend away!
Song Yanzhi did want to get back together with her and had tried. Despite her numerous flirtations with Shen Yan, he never gave up.
But she didn't care about herself.
Nanxia watched his departing figure and unconsciously frowned slightly. Well, let him go take care of his female assistant.
She quickly finished the contract, left the law firm, and went to the Landa Group, which was only about half an hour's drive from the law firm.
Lauder truly lives up to its reputation as an international luxury goods group. The interior is bright and stylish, and every employee is full of energy, making a lot of noise, but everyone is talking about work. They are all dressed in fashionable and individualistic clothes, without any of the rigid suits and ties.
Working in a place like this must be very fulfilling and motivating, Nanxia thought to herself.
The receptionist led her to the door of Chairman Song's office, knocked lightly, and pushed the door open. Behind the desk sat a mature, composed, and aloof middle-aged man.
Beside him stood an elegant middle-aged woman, Madam Song.
"Hello, Mr. Song and Mrs. Song." Nan Xia walked in, her high heels clicking crisply, and greeted them.
Song Jinchen looked her up and down. She was dressed in a black suit and skirt, exuding ambition and competence. She had a powerful aura and was calm and composed. Unlike others, she did not fawn over him. Her appearance was also undeniably beautiful.
It's quite admirable.
Nanxia frowned slightly when she saw that Chairman Song was also looking at her strangely. Did she have to consider whether the people were compatible before signing a contract?
But speaking of which, why do I feel that Song Yanzhi and this Chairman Song look somewhat alike?
It must have been an accident, right?
If his parents were the two people in front of him, he should be working for his own company and inheriting the family business. There's no need for him to become a lawyer and compete with Zhou Yuanming for the same law firm.
"Sit down," Song Jinchen called to her in a low voice.
Nan Xia sat down across from the desk, took out the contract from her bag and handed it over, "Chairman Song, please take a look."
He took it, opened it, glanced at it casually, and asked her, "How old is Attorney Nan this year?"
"If Chairman Song doesn't trust me, there's really no need to sign the contract, so as to avoid unpleasant cooperation later."
She laughed and said that she had a lot of lawsuits on her hands, and her former colleague called her again, this time giving her a few big clients to poach.
“Attorney Nan has misunderstood. I just wanted to get to know you better,” Song Jinchen said.
“I’m 25.” Nanxia replied helplessly.
"So young, yet so accomplished. My wife told me that you only have your mother and sister now. How did your father pass away?" This is something we need to clarify.
"Does this have anything to do with signing the contract?" She laughed. Are these two superstitious? Signing a contract is like going on a blind date; they asked about her age and her family.
"Aren't you my wife's friend? We were just chatting casually."
Is Chairman Song afraid that my family background is not clean, that I am a bad person, and that I have deceived his wife?
He's such a good husband. Nan Xia glanced at Madam Song; she still had a good impression of her. She'd even given her clothes last time. (She lied in her answer.)
“My father died in a car accident ten years ago. My sister is in college and my mother is at home.”
She answered clearly all at once, so they wouldn't have to ask one by one.
The couple exchanged glances, which was considered an acceptance of their daughter-in-law.
Although her background is average, she is clean and ambitious, which is not a bad thing. It's better than being idle and having no ideals at all.
Song Jinchen picked up his expensive pen, opened the contract, signed it, stamped it with the company seal, and handed it to her.
Nan Xia smiled slightly, took out her special pen, and signed her name. She didn't expect that switching to a competing law firm would bring her even better luck than her previous one.
In such a short time, they won many big lawsuits and made a lot of money.
“Attorney Nan, let’s have a drink together tonight to celebrate,” Mrs. Song said to her. She was a little worried that her son hadn’t arranged for her to go out last night.
We need to find a way to make them reconcile.
"Okay, see you then. I have to head back to the law firm now; I still have work to do. If Chairman Song has any legal matters to attend to, give me a call. Here's my business card." She said, handing over her business card.
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In the afternoon, she and Song Yanzhi both went to Ruifeng. The two worked together in the conference room, but neither of them spoke to the other.
They were all quietly doing their own thing.
Song Yanzhi's neck was a little sore. He raised his head and moved it slightly. His gaze unconsciously fell on her. Looking at her indifferent aura, his expression became somewhat somber.
Is she really that heartless?
Don't you have any feelings for yourself at all?
Do I really need to draw a line between myself and myself?
"Leave the law firm," he said deliberately, casually lighting a cigarette, trying to force her to obey. Didn't she obediently give in when he threatened her like this last time?
Hearing his words, Nan Xia looked up, smiled, and calmly asked, "Why should I be the one to leave?"
"Because you have a small shareholding and have only recently joined the law firm, do you think those employees will support you?" he asked.
“I’m sorry, but I can’t just leave as you wish. If Attorney Song is unwilling to coexist peacefully with me, then we can only become enemies. I don’t mind actually cooperating with Zhou Yuanming,” Nan Xia said to him in a deep voice.
"You just used Zhou Yuanming and secretly plotted against Shen Shaohui. Do you think they would tolerate you?" Song Yanzhi asked, raising an eyebrow.
Is he threatening me? Nan Xia looked at him, gritted her teeth, and felt a sharp pain in her chest, as if a needle had suddenly pierced her skin.
"Then you should go and talk to them."
"..." Song Yanzhi frowned slightly. Why was she being so forceful again this time?
The conference room door opened at that moment, and Shen Yan walked in with a cup of coffee. He looked at the tense atmosphere between the two of them with some curiosity.
Did they have a fight?
Why?
Regardless of the reason, it's a good thing for me!
"I made a cup of coffee. I'll take a break after working for so long," he said, placing the coffee in front of her.
"Thank you," Nanxia said to him.
"Want to have a few drinks with me tonight? Ruifeng's been through so much these past few days, he's in a bad mood." Shen Yan deliberately asked her out in front of that man, hoping to take the opportunity to drive him away.
"Okay." She just wanted to get along with Shen Yan as soon as possible and get the account book, but she forgot that she had promised Madam Song.
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Before leaving get off work, Shen Yan called her and said he would be late for the appointment because he had some work to take care of.
Just after hanging up the phone, Mrs. Song called again, saying she was waiting for her in a private room at the White Horse Club. Only then did Nan Xia remember that she had an appointment with Mrs. Song.
It's not good to decline either option now. How about we invite Shen Yan to come and have a few drinks with us then?
She bought a McDonald's meal on the way and ate it before driving to the club.
When Song Yanzhi was called over by his mother to the luxurious private room, there were quite a few people sitting in the room, all of them business owners.
"Why did you call so many people over?" he asked, sitting down next to his mother.
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