Then send Ning out the door.
After Mr. Ning left, Mrs. Ning muttered, “Just a country bumpkin, how can Young Warrior love her for life? It’s just for the sake of novelty, once the novelty wears off, let’s see if she can still sit in the position of the eldest young grandmother?”
Half an hour later, Zhangyin received a call on the inside line, and Secretary Zhao told him that Mr. Ning requested an audience.
There was no need to ask, and Zhan Yin knew the purpose of Mr. Ning’s visit.
He hadn’t even gone to settle accounts with Mr. Ning yet, and Mr. Ning had taken the initiative to come over.
“Let him in.”
War Yin responded to Secretary Zhao in a low, cold voice.
Secretary Zhao hung up the intercom and then informed down.
In the VIP room on the ground floor of the office building, Mr. Ning waited peacefully and quietly, with a few moments of apprehension in his heart. When he heard footsteps, he steadied his mind again and pretended to be calm as he looked at a receptionist who entered.
“Mr. Ning, our General Manager of War invites you upstairs.”
At these words, General Ning hurriedly got up and thanked the receptionist before personally following him with a generous gift.
He did not allow the bodyguard to follow him in, just to show Zhangyin his sincerity.
At this moment in the president’s office, after replying to Secretary Zhao, he also made an internal call, it was to War Yichen, and said to War Yichen, “Yichen, come to my office.”
Thinking it was a work matter, War Yichen hurriedly stopped the work in his hand and went up to the top floor, the president’s office which he had reached before Mr. Ning.
“Big brother.”
He asked as he closed the door to his office, “What’s up?”
“Sit.”
War Yin gestured for his brother to sit down.
After War Yichen sat down, he waited for his elder brother to speak, but he said nothing.
“Big brother, what is it? If you don’t say anything, I can’t guess and my heart is in seven different places.”
War Yichen thought back on what he had done recently and made sure that he had done it all and that nothing had gone wrong, so his heart settled a little.
“It’s nothing, just sit down.”
War Yichen: “”
“Knock knock.”
There was a knock on the door.
“Come in.”
Secretary Zhao pushed open the door to his office, and as he entered first, he respectfully said, “President, Mr. Ning is here.”
Saying that, he staggered his body and made an inviting gesture to President Ning, who nodded towards Secretary Zhao and walked into War Yin’s office carrying a thick gift.
Entering the door, his face was piled up with a smile.
“Young Warrior, Second Youngster.”
Chief Ning greeted the two brothers with a smile.
Secretary Zhao took the generous gift from Mr. Ning’s hand and placed it on the coffee table, then went to pour water for Mr. Ning.
War Yichen looked at his elder brother, but when he saw that his elder brother was not moving, he had to get up and politely greeted Mr. Ning as he walked over to the sofa in the hospitality area and sat down.
Only when Secretary Zhao had poured water for Mr. Ning and exited the office did Zhangyin get up and walk around his desk, come over and sit down opposite Mr. Ning, and after sitting down, his stern black eyes looked at Mr. Ning.
“What is General Manager Ning doing here?”
His voice was also low and cold.