In the office of the president of D City Bank, An Tianhao was sitting on the sofa inside, leaning against the sofa and chatting and laughing with the young man beside the desk.
“How do you know how you come to see me today after marriage?”
“Isn’t marriage that the matter?”
“What are your experiences in the wedding night”
“What are the wedding nights? I’ll be bridal chambers every day?” An Tianhao disagreed.
“You are so angry. Be careful to let your wife know what you are doing outside.”
“My wife is busy helping my dad and brother manage the An Group all day long. How can I remember me? Zhang Feng? I heard from the pot and the others say you are about to get married.”
“The wedding date is scheduled next month, and it’s almost time to calm down. Remember to come for a wedding banquet at that time.”
The two were chatting, and someone came in outside. The documents in their hands suddenly hit Zhang Feng’s face on the office chair. “Stupid brat, why are you going to do something in my office?”
Zhang Feng hurried down, “Dad, I’m introducing my friend to you to know, An Tianhao, the second young master of the An family.”
Zhang’s father glanced at An Tianhao and knew that he was the only son of the second wife of the An family, one of the eight wealthy families, and greeted him politely.
Chu Zhengsheng followed the staff in. When Zhang Feng saw that his father had a guest, he winked at An Tianhao. The two of them greeted each other and left first.
“Our An Group has a project that requires capital turnover. I want to borrow some money from your father’s bank. How can I help?”
“Help, of course, help, but my father has a customer. I will find time to tell my father tomorrow.”
The two talked and chatted. An Tianhao’s cell phone rang at this time. He looked at the screen of the phone: “Xuanxuan, why did you suddenly think of calling me?”