Chapter 11: Trading with Him

Ye Qifei was holding a big utility knife in his hand, and he really wanted to take another roll of tape to seal Zhuo Cheng's mouth, why didn't he find him so verbose and nagging before.

"Okay Zhuo Cheng, I'm just holding a utility knife, I don't think about it, you let me down. ”

Regarding Ye Qifei's direct call by his name, Zhuo Cheng seemed to get used to and accepted it at once, and slowly put it down for him: "I'm sorry, I'm ...... It's that the most important person around you leaves, and it is inevitable that some conditioned reflexes will make a fuss. ”

Ye Qifei, who had just been put down, was also stunned, her back was also a little stiff, and she didn't dare to look back at Zhuo Cheng's expression, he just said...... The most important person?

Is she the most important person to Zhuo Cheng?

Ye Qifei's heart was a little warm, but he couldn't tell what he felt, his eyes were a little hot, but he couldn't hold back his tears. She thought about it several times and turned around to tell Zhuo Cheng all the truth, at least this little follower who had been following her all this time would be on her side.

But after much consideration, I still didn't do it.

Ye Qifei waved his hand, turned around and put down the knife, handed him a clean towel, and changed the topic again: "You wipe your hair with a towel first, so as not to catch a cold, you just said that you came here this time with the project?"

Zhuo took the towel, and the small pattern on the towel made him smile: "Yes, we are in the electronics industry, including some network coverage, more than a month ago, we have counted the towns or regions that have not covered the network area, except for some places in the deep mountains and old forests, these towns that have not yet covered the network, have begun to do it, and strive to let every household enter the era of electronic information." ”

Ye Qifei nodded approvingly, Ye Changshu's family is indeed a little poor, and there is a black-and-white TV set at home that I don't know what age, but I can only watch one station all the time, because there is no problem of covering the network, and sometimes there is even no signal.

There is no TV, let alone computers and mobile phones, thinking of this, Ye Qifei is really anxious. No, she must get out of this status quo quickly, and she must become financially powerful in order to have the ability to compete with them.

Improving the situation of Ye Changshu's family is the top priority at present, and Zhuo Cheng's project can help her a lot!

Because in terms of Ye Changshu's economic strength, it is estimated that even if the electronic information age is realized, he will not be able to afford computers and mobile phones, which is very difficult.

Ye Qifei's eyes rolled, and he discussed with Zhuo Cheng with a smile: "Speaking of this electronic information age, I have a deal I want to do with you, how about it?"

"Deal?"

Hearing Ye Qifei, a little hairy boy who was not tall and had not grown up, proposed a deal with him, Zhuo Cheng couldn't help but smile: "What deal do you want to make with me?" Of course, even if you don't mention the transaction, I will also thank you for saving me today." ”

Ye Qifei knew Zhuo Cheng's character, rolled his eyes, didn't bother to argue with him, went to the back room and got a pencil and a notebook, and began to draw things for him on the sketch.

This is a design plan she came up with as early as when she was in the Ye family's mansion: "Haven't you been arguing with the Fang family about the design of the popular style? The Zhuo family is under pressure because they haven't found a more prominent place to design, but my idea will definitely make you reach new heights." ”

Ye Qifei can't be so smart, but she Ye Qifei has this strength!

Zhuo Cheng just listened to it from the side, a little disapproving, what does he, a little boy who has lived in a small town know since he was a child? The things that worry the top 100 companies are not something he can draw with a pencil and an eraser.