Tang Yili's mobile phone transfer has a limit of two million. She tried several cards but couldn't get enough.
It's still 1.5 million short of reality.
The mobile phone reminded me over and over again that the limit was exceeded, and each time it made a simulated "bang" sound. In the small and enclosed space of the back seat, the sound sounded sad and embarrassing.
Tang Yili finally thought of turning off her phone and muting it, but the last bank card had been used up, and Tang Yili didn't even have the chance to try again.
Taking a deep breath, she put down her mobile phone. If it was just an ordinary debt, 1.5 million, the price of a luxury leather bag, she really wouldn't trust it. But this is an employee's year-end bonus, and its nature is different. How many people
After looking forward to the New Year's Eve for a year, if it finally fails, the loss of trust may be fatal to Yili Garments.
The effect is equivalent to directly announcing layoffs.
Healthy people can talk about death, but people who are dying will desperately try to survive.
At that moment, Tang Yili was ignited with the belief that she would never let down her employees and would never give up Yili Garments.
Through the layers of trees, you can already see the lights of the villa, dots of warm yellow stars, waiting for the owner to return home in the quiet and cold night sky.
The car is about to enter the hospital.
Tang Yili said softly to the air: "I want to go back to the city."
Mobile banking cannot make large transfers, but it can be done using a computer, as long as you have a key similar to a USB flash drive.
Tang Yili's key is at Jingyuan's home.
Xun Lang, who had been silent, turned his head and looked at her quietly. After a moment, the car stopped on the parking lot.
He asked calmly: "How much money do you have left?"
"One and a half million." Tang Yili quickly added, "I actually have money, but there is a limit for mobile banking transfers... I should have raised this limit long ago, but I just thought it was too cumbersome and didn't do it..."
A simple question made Tang Yili answer a little panicked and off-topic. When she realized it, she found that Xun Lang was still looking at her calmly.
Tang Yili felt ashamed for a moment and quickly returned to the original question.
"Is that okay? I'm going back to the city alone, so you don't have to accompany me." She added, "I'll be back before eating rice cakes tomorrow morning."
"Go back and forth and run more than 100 kilometers?" Xun Lang's tone finally turned cold, "Tomorrow is the first day of the Lunar New Year again. Do you know how many people are going to Xishan Temple to burn incense?"
By then, the road will be very congested.
Tang Yili pursed her lips and didn't think of any words to refute for a moment.
"Get off the car." Xun Lang ordered.
"but I--"
"Give me your account number and I'll ask the secretary to transfer the money." Xun Lang stepped out of the car and then slammed the car door. There was a loud bang, giving off the feeling of superiority of a luxury car.
Tang Yili felt like he was slapped on the face, and his head was buzzing.
She waited for a while before pulling out Wang Jian's account from her phone and forwarding it to Xun Lang. This operation was a very short process, but it was full of embarrassment and psychological embarrassment.
In an era of advanced information, is this a unique way of begging?
The driver in front of him remained silent. When he saw Tang Yili making some noise, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door for the young mistress.
Tang Yili got out of the car from the other side, and when she leaned out of the car, she let out a long breath, which quickly condensed into a burst of white mist in the air, hazy, covering her eyebrows.
In the house, Uncle Qiu has arranged everything.
In the living room on the third floor, there is a bottle of red Australian wintersweet placed on the table as soon as you enter the door. It is also dotted with a few green and shiny eucalyptus fruits, giving it a traditional and festive atmosphere.
Tang Yili put her bag and coat on the sofa, where Xun Lang's black coat was also placed.
Passing through the long corridor, the sound of water came from the direction of the bedroom. Xun Lang must be taking a shower.
They may not sleep in separate rooms tonight.
Because there is only one bed in the master room on the third floor, if you insist on sleeping in the guest room on the second floor, you will definitely disturb the elders above. It is a holiday, so you should not cause trouble.
At this point, Tang Yili and Xun Lang may be considered to have a tacit understanding.
Tang Yili first went to the cloakroom to find a pair of pajamas to change into, and then went to the bathroom on the other side to take a shower and remove her makeup.
Halfway through, my phone suddenly rang. With my hair wet and wrapped in a yukata, I rushed out of the shower room in two or three steps. When I saw it was Wang Jian calling, I wiped the water on my hand on my clothes and quickly picked up the answer.
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Wang Jian's tone has become relaxed and cheerful.
"Mr. Li, it's done. All the money has been distributed to everyone. Everyone in the group is shouting long live Mr. Li."
Tang Yili was not among the ordinary employees, but after hearing Wang Jian's description, he could imagine the scene and finally had a smile on his face.
After a night of depression, I suddenly got a breather.
After hanging up the phone, Tang Yili walked to the bedroom in her pajamas.
Her hair, which had just been blow-dried, was fluffy and jet black. Her pajamas were extremely conservative. The dark blue cotton clothes and pants only had a thin white edge rolled around the collar and cuffs.
Although he was unremarkable, he made her look extremely white, her skin was as clear as a tender tofu, and her little face was flushed red by the heat.
Xun Lang had already finished washing and was sitting by the bed reading a book. When he looked up, what he saw was Tang Yili like this.
His gaze stayed for two seconds, then he lowered his head and continued reading.
Tang Yili was sitting on the edge of the bed. She didn't know why she was nervous. She moved one leg at a time and moved herself to the bed, then pulled the quilt to cover her body.
This time, the other owner of the double quilt was affected.
Xun Lang looked up again, but this time he directly turned off the button on the control panel, and the main light and bedside lamp were also turned off.
The room instantly fell into darkness.
At night in the mountains, it is quieter than in the city. Even on New Year's Eve, it feels like time has stood still for thousands of years.
The two of them were lying on their backs, half an arm's length apart. The quilt was pulled, forming a channel in the middle for the cold wind to pass through.
A hint of coolness crept inside, and Tang Yili shrank back under the quilt again.
In the darkness, the two people's breathing was in tandem, and soon they were assimilated to the same frequency, quiet and orderly.
But such quietness was so rare that Tang Yili was still a little unaccustomed to it. She knew that Xun Lang hadn't slept either, so she thought for a moment and spoke.
"Wang Jian called me just now and said that the money has arrived and the problem has been solved...Thank you."
Xun Lang had always been very polite, lying down properly, but now he turned his head politely and looked at Tang Yili in the darkness: "How can I thank you?"
Every time Xun Lang said how to thank him, Tang Yili could always hear a hint of eroticism, a sense of close aggression.
The light was dim at night, and she could vaguely see Xun Lang's deep jawline, and downward, his Adam's apple rolling inconspicuously. Upward, there was something surging in his quiet, dark eyes.