Chapter 354: President Zhang (25)
Ye Tuo's gaze was on Lin Qingyin for three seconds: "So young? ”
Lin Qingyin watched Ye Tuo's performance.
"Little girl, you have no age and no qualifications, how can you convince YC?"
The man's voice is clear and different from his age, and there is a little bit of magnetism, which makes the clarity sexy.
Lin Qingyin pulled out a smile: "It's not as good as Mr. Ye, who is nearly thirty years old and famous, Zhang's latest cooperation document, and I am willing to give it a try." ”
The people of the stars were shocked.
The people at YC were even more shocked.
Ye Tuo has achieved his achievements at a young age, and the employees in YC are not afraid of him, but they have seen such a scene!
The people in the whole conference room watched Ye Tuo coldly flip through the documents that Lin Qingyin had thrown over.
Lin Qingyin's eyebrows and eyes were lazy, she leaned over, and her voice sounded in Ye Tuo's ears: "To sign, or not to sign?" ”
"Sign, how can you not sign, the conditions given by Zhang Dong are so generous."
Page by page, a regular sound in the quiet conference room.
Ye Tuo closed the file and stared at Lin Qingyin, some people even held their breath for Lin Qingyin.
But Lin Qingyin herself was more comfortable, and she raised Erlang's legs leisurely in the eyes of the whole conference room.
The person in charge of the Zhang family took a deep breath and exhaled again.
Steady, the boss can do it!
Zhang's will not go out of business!
He won't be unemployed!
Ye Tuo's index finger clicked on the cover of the document, and then, he pulled out a demonic smile in the eyes of everyone: "Zhang Wei? ”
Ye Tuo smiled, and a pair of eyes went straight to the heart: "A few words in private?" YC would like to change some conditions. ”
Lin Qingyin wrapped his arms around his arms and shook his toes slightly in mid-air.
Her thin white calves in black heels glowed softly in the natural light.
The person in charge of the Zhang clan stood up: "Then let's go to the lounge and wait first." ”
The person in charge of the Zhang clan was together, and the people of the Zhang family and Xingchen also got up.
Seeing this, YC's people said a word to Ye Tuo and left.
More than two dozen people left the conference room one after another, and the last one silently closed the door.
"What are you talking about?" Lin Qingyin's right hand turned into a fist, against his cheek, and looked at Ye Tuo lazily.
It's like the queen asking her cook: What did you cook today?
Ye Tuo's index finger still clicked on the cover of the document.
After a while, a man's calm and deep voice sounded in the conference room: "I want to talk to Miss Zhang about some private matters." ”
Lin Qingyin smiled: "What, Mr. Ye likes this kind of bargaining chips?" ”
Ye Tuo raised his eyebrows: "What kind of person is Miss Zhang talking about?" ”
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People from the three companies sat in the lounge.
They waited twenty minutes and still hadn't heard from them.
The person in charge of YC thought about it, stood up, and wanted to go and see the situation, but the person in charge of the Zhang family followed up when he saw this.
The two of them walked to the front of the conference room and heard the sound of a chair dragging on the floor.
The person in charge of the Zhang family took the lead in knocking on the door: "Zhang Dong? ”
The girl's cold voice came from the conference room: "Come in." ”
The person in charge of the Zhang clan was about to push open the door immediately, but the next moment, a low and cold voice appeared: "Stop him." ”
The person in charge of YC is tall and big, and he easily stopped the person in charge of Zhang's family.
In the conference room, Lin Qingyin pressed Ye Tuo on the table, and she was still pulling Ye Tuo's tie with one hand.
Ye Tuo glanced at his wrinkled tie, and was a little helpless: "This is in my company." ”
Lin Qingyin looked at him expressionlessly.
Ye Tuo had a serious expression and a cold voice: "Save me some face." ”
Lin Qingyin's eyebrows and eyes were lazy, she leaned over, and her voice sounded in Ye Tuo's ears: "To sign, or not to sign?" ”