"This..." Mei Zhuzi couldn't change for a moment, and she always had a trace of fantasy in her heart, not to mention that she didn't become a traitor, so she still had the chance to explain it.

Yan Wenchuan sneered in his heart, he was so naive. He closed his eyes and said, "If you don't believe it, you will contact your team leader later. I won't arrest her and see how she treats you. If she doesn't kill you, I will let you go."

"real!"

Mei Zhuzi didn't believe he would be so good. She stared at his expression and wanted to confirm whether she was lying to her. Yan Wenchuan gently clawed his head.

"Okay, I'll contact you later." Although Mei Zhuzi didn't know him, she could still feel that this man still had a bottom line after spending time together, not that cruel and worth a try.

The two of them were drinking tea. When they were young, laughter came from the door, "Hahaha..." The door was pushed open, and an obese man stepped in, with a fat head and ears, and his belly was one step ahead of his face.

"Hahaha, President Haguchi, I am the bank manager, Song Bao, I don't know what I can do for the president."

Song Bao entered the door and saw the two kneeling people. He spoke a few steps to the coffee table. While scrutinizing the two of them, he swept to the small box on the table.

Sure enough, if it is all gold, there will be no shortage of big jobs!

"Irregular!" Mei Zhuzi scolded. Although Song Bao was not very tall, he stood up. The two of them knelt down, as if they were kneeling for him. The picture was indeed rude.

"Ahem,"

Song Bao also found it a little embarrassed. The Japanese were used to kneeling, so he knew it.

He wanted to kneel down, but he was too fat and couldn't kneel down, not to mention that he didn't agree with this kind of etiquette in his heart.

"Forgive me, President Hasseus. I am a fat person, which is really inconvenient." Song Bao bowed and said the truth.

"It's okay."

"Manager Song can sit upright." Yan Wenchuan said.

"Okay, okay, thank you for your understanding." Song Bao then sat cross-legged at the table, took the teapot and started pouring water. He had a good eye for his eyes and was considered a versatile person.

Yan Wenchuan signaled Li Wenliang, who was following behind, to take the box over and put it on the ground, and to put it on the table.

Song Bao's eyes lit up, and he looked at Mei Zhuzi pressing the password in anticipation and gently lifting it.
Chapter completed!