My Waste Husband novel Chapter 34

"No." Secretary Lee's voice sounded on the phone. "She said that it was her personal friend, not an expert hired by the industry. Unless the person agreed, she would not give us contact information. But she said that she could help us to ask the person's opinion."

"I'm going to pour some water." Henry wiped Sylvia's feet and walked away with a basin of water.

Sylvia's slender legs were curled up on the sofa, and her eyebrows were wrinkled more tightly. "That Jenny Qin, although I haven't had too many encounters with her, her personality is still acceptable. Since she said that she would help us to ask, there should be no problem. I really want to know who can help her think of such a way to blow up the mountain and make a third-rate enterprise become the biggest potential stock in Yinzhou City!"

When Henry came over after pouring water, Sylvia had hung up the phone.

"President Lin, is there anything I can help you with? In fact, I know something about business. Maybe I can give you advice." Henry said to her while pouring tea.

"No." Sylvia shook her head. "I'm a little busy, but you can't help me."

"Okay." Henry replied helplessly, "Then I'll go to bed first. You should rest early."

One night passed. The next morning, when Henry was pouting his butt and skillfully wiping the floor, Sylvia rushed out of the room and washed up casually. Then she went out and drove away.

"Why are you in such a hurry?" Henry asked in confusion. When he heard the ring of his mobile phone in his pocket, he took out his mobile phone and found it was a message from Jenny.

"Henry, are you awake?" Jenny asked with a doubtful expression.

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Henry replied while wiping the floor.

"There is a business friend. Her company has some difficulties. She wants me to ask you for help. Whether you are willing to give her a clue or not, she will pay you a lot of money." Jenny said directly.

"No." Henry refused without thinking.

On an ordinary residential building, Jenny, dressed in a white bathrobe, was sitting in front of the French window, enjoying the morning sunshine. The sunshine sprinkled on her like a holy angel. Jenny looked at her mobile phone. When she saw Henry send out the words " No" without thinking, she was secretly happy. This feeling was like Henry had done something for her alone.

This made Jenny's pretty face blush for a long time.

In Lins Group, the fiery red Mercedes-BenzGT directly drove to the front of the company's door. Sylvia opened the door and hurried to the company.

The secretary, Cathy Lee, had been waiting here for a long time, and her face was full of anxiety. "President Lin, you're here."

"Is there any news?" Sylvia passed by Cathy anxiously. She walked into the elevator and pressed the number on the top floor.

Cathy quickly followed up, shook her head, and said, "Boss Qin has got some news. She said that the man didn't want to help us."

"Phew!" Sylvia breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, let's talk about President Fong. What does he mean?"

"According to reliable news, now with us, at least seven companies want to cooperate with him, and the proposal will be approved by him. So far, President Fong has not decided to cooperate with which company." Cathy Lee turned the table.

Sylvia took the invitation card from Milan and walked directly into the exhibition center.

Looking at Sylvia's back, Milan stamped her feet anxiously. After thinking for two seconds, she made up her mind and called Henry. "Henry, come to the exhibition center quickly!"

This time, there were famous paintings of all generations in the Yinzhou. At the same time, there were some new painters, famous traditional Chinese painters. The scene was spectacular.

"This one is good. Ask how much it costs, and then frame it up for me." Dan, wearing a dark blue casual suit, looked carefully at each painting, with appreciation and regret in his eyes.

His female secretary followed him, without saying a word all the way, and carefully recorded every word he said.

"Well, this one..." Dan stopped in front of an ancient painting and looked at it carefully. "This one, I remember I've seen it once three years ago."

"Indeed." Dan's secretary spoke for the first time since entering the hall. "This winter plum, which appeared in the exhibition hall of Capital Sea three years ago, was bought by us at a price of 1.7 million yuan."

"It's strange. What's wrong with this one?" Dan looked at the painting carefully. It was painted on Chinese art paper. Because of time, the paper was yellowish and the ink color was lighter. But with Dan's experience, it could be seen that this painting was authentic.

"Get in touch with the organizers." Dan waved at the secretary.

The secretary nodded.