Chapter 3

Half an hour later, Ye Hao came to the gate of Zheng Man'er's company, and he was about to enter the gate, when the security guard at the door suddenly stopped Ye Hao with an electric baton and said coldly: "Get out, beggars are not welcome here." ”

Ye Hao had just gotten up, hadn't washed yet, and was wearing a T-shirt and shorts with a few holes, looking really similar to a homeless man on the side of the road.

Ye Hao was used to it, so he just smiled and said, "This security brother, I'm here to deliver documents to my wife." ”

"You still have a wife?" The security guard looked suspicious, "Is it Sister Zhang who sweeps the floor, or Sister Li who is in the back kitchen?" ”

"My wife is Zheng Man'er." Ye Hao said.

The security guard was shocked, and after a while, he laughed and said, "It turned out to be you, you are the son-in-law of the Zheng family...... Hahahaha......"

Ye Hao shook his head, he couldn't imagine that he was so famous.

"Okay, bring the documents, Mr. Zheng has ordered, if you come, give me the documents." Security Road.

"No," Ye Hao shook his head and said with a firm face, "Little sister said that this thing is very important, so I have to hand it over to my wife in person, please let me ......."

"You!" The security guard pointed at Ye Hao, speechless, this kid is sick, right? Didn't he know how much the Zheng family disliked him? And he wears this to enter the company, not afraid of affecting the company's image?

While the two were talking, there was a sudden roar of the engine behind them, and a moment later, a BMW 5 Series stopped next to Ye Hao's small electric donkey, and then saw Xiang Dongliu walking down with a bouquet of roses.

"Xiang is always good!" Seeing Xiang Dongliu, the high-spirited security guard nodded and said, "Mr. Xiang, please, Mr. Zheng has been waiting for you in the office for a long time." ”

Xiang Dongliu nodded, didn't even look at Ye Hao anymore, turned around and walked into the door of the company.

Ye Hao was just about to follow up, but the security guard had already lifted the electric baton and stopped him again.

"What do you mean? Why can he get in, but I can't? Ye Hao glared at the security guard.

The security guard sighed and said, "Ye Hao, you are a door-to-door son-in-law, how can you compare with others?" Oh, see? The perfume roses that Mr. Xiang is holding in his hand, a handful is thousands, can you get this money? I look at you, you won't even have to be a son-in-law soon. ”

Ye Hao was stunned for a moment, frowned, and said, "What do you mean?" ”

"What do you mean? Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid? The things at last night's birthday banquet have spread, who doesn't know that Mr. Xiang is pursuing Mr. Zheng? People are talented and beautiful, and they are a natural pair! With your wretched appearance, I really don't know how Mr. Zheng married you. The security guard scolded.

......

On the other side, the elevator door in the company lobby opened, and Zheng Man'er walked out wearing a floral skirt, looking beautiful.

Seeing Xiang Dongliu at this moment, she nodded with a smile and said, "Mr. Xiang, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

Xiang Dongliu narrowed his eyes, a hint of almost imperceptible greed flashing in his eyes.

He subconsciously licked his lips, gracefully handed over the bouquet in his hand, and said with a smile: "There is a way to give heroes with famous swords and flowers to beauties. ”

Zheng Man'er frowned slightly, last night's events are vivid, Xiang Dongliu proposed to the Zheng family in public, this matter has been spread all over Nanhai City, and today is even more blatant in pursuing himself.

Originally, Zheng Man'er didn't want to see Xiang Dongliu, but now her company happened to lack a sum of money, so she had to ask Xiang Dongliu for help.

Thinking of this, Zheng Man'er smiled and said, "I'm polite to Mr. Xiang, today I warmly invited Mr. Xiang to come over to talk about cooperation, how can I ask Mr. Xiang for a gift?" ”

Xiang Dongliu smiled and said: "A little careful, nothing else, Man'er, you don't want it, won't it be because you don't dislike me for not being enough?" Well, how about I have a batch of roses airlifted from Prague? ”

"No need, Prague's roses are not producing well this year, it is said that the price of a rose of origin is close to 100,000, it is really not worth ......" Zheng Man'er shook her head, although she likes Prague roses a lot, but now she can't stand the price.

"One hundred thousand and one ......" Xiang Dongliu twitched the corner of his eyes slightly, you can't give people roses one at a time, right? I now have hundreds of flowers on hand, and if I really want to send them, I must at least have this number, that is, more than 10 million.

Thinking of this, Rao is eastward flow has always boasted of being rich and generous, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

However, at this moment, Ye Hao, who was outside the lobby, suddenly jumped past the security guard's barrier and rushed in, grabbed the bouquet of flowers in Xiang Dongliu's hand and was still on the ground.

"Wife, you can't ask for other people's things, if you like it, my husband will buy it for you, isn't it just a rose!" Ye Hao didn't know where he got the courage, so he grabbed Zheng Man'er's soft and boneless little hand and pulled her into the elevator.

"Ye Hao, you let go, what are you talking nonsense?" Zheng Man'er shouted in a low voice.

This place is the lobby of the company, and people come and go, so she, the general manager, can't show jokes to people, right? So at this moment, she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but she was held tightly by Ye Hao.

"Bastard! You give me back! Xiang Dongliu was originally a little embarrassed, and at the moment he was even more angry, this bouquet of flowers was carefully selected by him, and it cost nearly 10,000 yuan, and it was thrown on the ground before it was sent out, can you not be angry?

The most important thing is that this wretch still grabs his goddess's little hand, and Lao Tzu hasn't caught it yet.

"Can you afford to smash my flowers? Which green onion are you! Xiang Dongliu slapped his left hand on the electric door that was about to close the elevator, and slammed the door back, "Wretched, if you don't give me an explanation today, I want you to look good!" ”