Seven Chapters
Mr. Wang has been a profiteer for many years, and if he really has no intention of cooperating, the phone call during the day will not appear in my mobile phone. He complained bitterly and hinted: "Of course I trust your brand, but the profit margin is too small, businessman, isn't it just the word "money", Mr. Ye, you are right!"
Let the profit in the catastrophe is inevitable, let how much is the key, no sweetness of this order is estimated to be hanging, I take the cup to dry, the cup foot is not light or heavy on the table, so do a heroic saying: "Mr. Wang, you and I are reasonable people, the maximum to you to reduce five percent." ”
Mr. Wang was unmoved: "Mr. Ye, you are really joking! Five percent of my tongue is wasted with you?"
I poured wine on the armrest, showing a slight weakness: "Mr. Wang, this cup, I can only respect myself, who told me to eat rice from a high-ranking official, but I don't have the key to put the grain!"
Mr. Wang smiled lewdly, and his tone was full of flirtation: "Mr. Ye, you have a beautiful face and a slender figure, why don't you find a rich person to raise it, why bother to earn this hard-earned money!"
I lowered my eyebrows and laughed, and said without being rude: "I am not as blessed as Mrs. Wang, I was born to work hard, just accept my fate, if Mr. Wang is not satisfied with this five percent, I will personally give you thirty percent of the product support for free, so that it is converted into a disguised drop of ten percent!"
Mr. Wang pondered for a while, wiped the corners of his forehead, and said frivolously: "Mr. Ye, they all say that you have a lot of wine! I also want to see it!" ”
Yan Yan was a little anxious, pinched my arm and whispered: "Calm down, don't listen to him! ”
Mr. Wang turned the goblet at his fingertips and used the agitation method: "Why?
Yan Yan couldn't help but stand up angrily and roared, "We don't want this contract." ”
Mr. Wang raised his eyebrows, and his eyes were full of sarcasm: "Oh! You Mr. Ye haven't spoken yet, what are you anxious about?"
I got up calmly, took out the document bag on the chair, took out two contracts, and smiled without being rude: "The child doesn't understand the rules, Mr. Wang forgive me, don't hide it from you, I brought two contracts today, one is the company's standard, and the other is modified for you, this cooperation is full of sincerity, if you really appreciate me Ye Qing, after you sign it, I will do this wine to celebrate our happy cooperation!"
Mr. Wang laughed arrogantly, put pen to paper and signed his name on the revised contract, and boasted: "Mr. Ye is really eloquent, and he is not a heroine among women!"
I gently patted Yan Yan on the back and made a cold eye with him for a moment, suppressing his imminent outburst.
I slowly lifted the bottleneck of the wine with my hands, my lips floated the bottle, and gradually poured the liquid into my throat, and the two tastings in my stomach blended and repelled each other, and a burning sensation flowed in my stomach.
The wine bottle was empty under my thoughts, I gasped slightly, put the wine bottle on the contract with a light smile, and stretched out a polite hand to Mr. Wang: "Happy cooperation!"
Mr. Wang was heroic, patted his fat belly, and held it with a smile: "Happy cooperation!"
I did the opposite, but also treated others, poured two bottles of red wine from Mr. Wang before notifying the driver Xiao Liu to drag him away, I slumped in the chair coldly squinted at the two backs, and muttered in a low voice: "Hmph! man! is not a good thing!"
Yan Yan half-knelt on the ground, held my shoulder, and asked worriedly: "Ye Qing, are you okay?"
I pulled the collar of my shirt, loosened the two buttons, wiped the fine sweat with the back of my hand, looked at Yan Yan and gasped slightly: "Pick up the contract under your chair." ”
Yan Yan looked at me suspiciously, reached out and pulled out the chair cloth and put down the contract: "This is?"
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My head was about to burst open, my heavy eyelids drooped, and I tilted my head to lean on the back of Yan Yan's hand, which was very cool to the touch.
I rolled my hand to cover my mouth and coughed lightly: "When the two of us went out, the fat man Wang secretly looked at the contract, and he had found out in advance, and other companies gave up to 15% of the profits, which was nothing more than tricking me." He rubbed the cold smile again: "I originally planned for the worst, if I didn't give 15% to Wang Fatzi, who knew that a bottle of wine would solve it, hehe......"
"For a contract, as for risking your life?" said a gentle scolding in his ears.
I replied in a daze: "What is fate, what is fate, isn't life just to make money!"
In my values, money can solve 99 percent of life's problems, and that one percent .........
Suddenly, my stomach was tumbling, and I immediately covered my mouth and staggered to the toilet, holding on to the toilet and vomiting.
In my delirium, I felt that I was leaning against a wide and thick wall, with a faint plopping sound, and when I smelled it, I inhaled the light milk fragrance into my nose, which made people feel comfortable.
"Ye Qing!Wake up~Wake up~" I lifted my eyelashes with difficulty, and an angular jawline came into view.
"Hmm~" I hummed.
"Ye Qing, how much is the password to open the door?" a gentle low voice came again.
I smiled shyly and said, "Hehe~ Isn't it my birthday!"
In my dream, I heard a click, several dazzling speeds of light above, and my eyes were extremely uncomfortable, I tilted my head and moved into the wall, and after a while my butt fell on the cushion, I thought it was a familiar sofa, oh! It turned out to be my safe house! I put my head against the wall, laughed happily and unbuttoned my bound shirt, and hummed: "Wash bubbles!"
Suddenly, the two sides were cold and clamped my cheeks, the wall began to move one after another, and a low voice came from my head: "Ye Qing!
Who's talking? Before he could raise his confused eyes, his lips were covered with a cold ......
Ding Ding ...... The alarm clock rang on time, I closed my eyes and lifted the quilt, turned off the alarm on the ground, the pain in my brain hit me, my throat was dry and astringent, my stomach was burning unbearably, I trotted to the kitchen barefoot, hunched over, took out the only bottle of water in the refrigerator, and drank it with a grunt.
After binge drinking, the smell of alcohol on my body lingered, and I was disgusted and washed off my filth in the bathroom.
I changed my clothes, put on makeup, powdered my lips, smeared my lips orange, sprayed more perfume, carried the signed contract, and went to work in a good mood.
Before I entered the tea restaurant, the paper bag that fell from the sky fell into my arms, and I was so frightened that I held my pace, looking left and right in confusion. Yan Yan, who was wearing a denim jacket and a white sweatshirt, suddenly flashed in front of me, with a signature healing smile.
"Nutritious breakfast, please!" he said brightly.
I stared at him fixedly, skeptical of his intentions, and felt indescribable.
I changed to a cold and said, "Thank you!" and walked around him with this inexplicable breakfast.
Yan Yan held milk tea, held a straw, followed me and asked, "How is your body?"
How's the body? What is the body? I was at a loss.