Master Lu, madam, she became popular in the entertainment industry through live broadcasting Chapter 694: The Woman Nine Masters Fancy Has No Shortcomings
Chapter 694: The Woman Nine Masters Fancy Has No Shortcomings
Chapter 694 The woman that Master Jiu likes has no shortcomings
Rong Qian never dreamed that he would receive a call from Ye Wan so late at night.
Are you wearing a gang?
Miss Ye came to ask why he teamed up with Master Jiu to deceive her?
still……
His mind was spinning very fast, and Rong Qian knew that Ye Wan was the person he could not afford to offend in his entire life.
"Hello, Miss Ye!"
Rong Qian answered the phone.
He was clearly on the bed, but he looked as if he was sitting in the workroom of the CEO's secretariat.
"Hello, Special Assistant Rong, it's like this..."
Ye Wan said in a hesitant voice: "I would like to ask if Party A's father is free recently? I would like to make an appointment with him to discuss the performance of the contract."
???
In a flash of lightning, Rong Qian understood.
"So, Miss Ye plans to repay 100 million in advance, end the contract, and get the token back, right?"
"right."
Rong Qian:!!!
In just one year, she earned 100 million?
This ability to make money is amazing!
Sure enough, the woman that Master Jiu likes has no shortcomings.
"this……"
After five years of working with Lu Jiuye, from a small assistant to a senior special assistant, and now Special Assistant Rong, who is less than one person and more than ten thousand people in Yujing Group, Rong Qian asked himself, this is the most troublesome thing he has ever dealt with.
The question came up, "Ms. Ye, you know. One hundred million, to the Boss, is like a dollar falling at Buffett's feet."
There was once a joke that if there was a dollar at his feet, do you think Buffett would pick it up?
the answer is negative.
Because the 0.01 second he bent down to pick up a dollar, if placed in the stock market, he might have made hundreds or thousands of dollars.
The conclusion is, it's not worth it.
Everyone who heard the joke nodded in agreement, saying that the time of stock gods cannot be compared with the time of us mortals.
Ye Wan:......
Therefore, what this assistant Rong means is that 100 million is too little, and it is impossible for Party A’s father to find time to talk to her about ending the contract early.
Ye Wan sighed, "Then you can give me an account number and I'll transfer the money first. Is that okay?"
"this……"
Rong Qian said in embarrassment: "Ms. Ye, the contract is legally binding. The contract specifies two years. We should strictly abide by the contract. What do you think?"
"All right."
It seems that there are people who are rushing to pay back the money, and there are people who are not in a hurry to ask for it.
Ye Wan hung up the phone with a question mark on her forehead.
Lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, Ye Wan took out her phone and clicked on Party A's father's dark WeChat message.
The transfer of interest of 100,000 yuan in the first two months will be collected by the other party the next day.
But from the moment she arrived in the imperial capital, she didn't know whether the other party was so busy with so many things that she didn't even have time to open WeChat, or whether she thought it was a waste to click and accept her 100,000 interest.
Never clicked it again.
At this moment, at a glance, the screen is full of expired and returned transfer information.
Ye Wan carefully sent a WeChat message, "Hello! Could you please send me an account? I want to fulfill the contract in advance and get back my family's heirlooms. I won't waste your time for too long. Just send me an account.
Okay. The things can be sent back to me by courier, or I can pick them up."
Whoosh...
After the message was sent, Ye Wan felt instantly relieved.
But several minutes passed, and history repeated itself.
At this moment, Ye Wan especially hoped that WeChat would have the private message function in Feitian Live Broadcast, which would allow her to see whether the other party had read or unread it.
After waiting for a long time, Ye Wan sighed in disappointment, stuffed her phone back under her pillow, and fell asleep tossing and turning.
In the study room of the apartment in the adjacent building, Lu Changchuan looked at WeChat on the screen with helpless eyes.