Xia Youyou stared with big eyes and took a step back in horror and confusion.
"Otherwise, do you still want me to kiss you again?"
Xiao Lingmo raised his cold handsome face, and once again leaned towards Xia Youyou with a half-smile like the legendary evil emperor.
"Hey...what are you doing? If you don't have anything else to do, CEO, then I'll...leave first."
Xia Youyou was so busy that she took the bouquet of red roses from behind Xiao Lingmo and ran out of the president's office in a flash.
Fortunately, I ran fast, but I wasn't sure what this guy was going to do.
Keeping this bouquet of red roses like this doesn't mean much to me, so why not...
Sister Rong was also walking back and forth with a pile of old magazines at this time, looking very busy.
Isn't this the magazine the president asked her to get?
"Sister Rong, these...magazines are all old, are they of any use?"
Xia Youyou was confused and wanted to ask more questions out of curiosity.
But Sister Rong no longer had the very gentle expression she had at the beginning. She just glanced at Xia Youyou briefly. Not only did she not answer her directly, she raised her voice and asked loudly: "Hey, Secretary Xia, you are so stupid."
The red rose is so beautiful! Whose is it?"
Xia Youyou was afraid that Sister Rong would scream, so she quickly covered her big mouth that couldn't close her mouth in surprise: "Hehe... Sister Rong, this is not mine, the president asked me to sell it."
"Sell?"
Sister Rong was shocked, wasn't that a gift from a beauty?
It's impossible for the president to do such a thing.
But Xia Youyou thought that her finances were all gone, so she had no choice but to make this decision: "Brothers and sisters, now the president wants to sell this bouquet of red roses. As for me, I have decided to hold an auction. The base price is fifty yuan. Who of you is willing to pay?"
Want more?"
Sister Rong shook her head and went away, but other people's interest suddenly piqued Xia Youyou's attention. Many female employees heard that it belonged to the president and hurriedly rushed to get it.
"I'll pay sixty!"
"I'll pay seventy!"
"I'll pay ninety!"
"Then I'll pay ninety-five!"
Everyone kept fighting, and finally when it reached ninety-five, no one shouted anymore.
Xia Youyou felt proud. She didn't expect that this bunch of flowers, which would have become garbage, could actually make so much money by changing hands.
Just when Xia Youyou was about to happily close the deal with the employee who quoted ninety-five yuan, a sinister word suddenly sounded from behind: "I'll pay one hundred!"