When he reached the door, he stopped her again and said, "Come back! Take the five hundred thousand."
A bank card was thrown to the ground by him.
"The password is six zeros. Don't throw away the card. Keep it well. If you want to sell it in the future, come to me." Yu Hang said as he unfolded the proposal submitted by Yu Xingchen. He read it several times but couldn't find any faults.
In his critical conceptual understanding, perfection is a virtual existence.
The reason why it is perfect is because the flaws are hidden so deeply that it is difficult for people to find them.
What exactly is the flaw?
Hawkeye turned to Ai Ye. What she said that day was right. He is the decision-maker of the company, but it does not mean that he must know everything.
He understands financial knowledge, not superficially, but not deeply enough.
"Want to make some extra money?" he asked her.
Although he didn't believe she had any particularly novel insights, he was determined to let her give it a try.
Aiye stuffed the card into his pocket, "I don't want to!"
That damn indifferent tone again.
Yu Hang was so angry that he gritted his teeth and tried to persuade her, "You are rich now, but you will need money later."
"Let's talk about the present now, and we'll talk about the future later."
Yu Hang clenched his fists under the table, "Do you understand, prepare for a rainy day?"
"I'm short-sighted, okay?"
He didn't bother to say get out of here and just waved his hand.
Stupid woman, not flexible at all, so unlovable.
After Aiye got the card, he went to the bank to transfer the money to Aunt Hai's account.
She called Gangzi to inform him to redeem him immediately.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I returned to the company, I saw a red-haired man sitting on a motorcycle downstairs, smoking heavily, staring blankly at the long-legged beauty passing by on the road. I hadn’t seen him for three years, and he still looked like a ruffian.
In order to prevent others from seeing that he was a gangster, he went shirtless and wore a sleeveless leather jacket with two holes cut in the chest!
In the center of the hole are two protruding points with tattoos.
Take a closer look at that tattoo.
Ai Ye suddenly felt ashamed. He had the shame to see others, but she had no shame to see him. She held her bag in front of her and walked forward with her head buried in her face.
"Aiye! Sister Aiye——"
Gangzi recognized her instantly, swung his legs over and pressed her into his arms. The smell of cigarette smoke came to her lips and he took a sip.
Before she could react, he pinched her silky white face with his rough hands, kissed her on the left, once on the right, again, and again... He kept smearing saliva on her face.
Okay! Ai Ye closed his eyes and slapped him on the face.
The sound is loud and crisp.
How cruel! Gangzi tilted his head, bared his teeth, and wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with his thumb, "Haha - it's so damn enjoyable! I've been missing you for three years, and I miss you so much, come on.
Come on, give me another slap."
Ai Ye knew his virtue well and kicked him in the crook of the leg, "Get out!"
She raised her chin high, like a noble queen!
Gangzi was kicked so hard that he staggered to the ground and hugged her leg unyieldingly, with a flattering look, "Sister Aiye, your temper has not changed at all, you are still the way I like it, spicy and delicious!"
Ai Ye couldn't get rid of him, so she patiently reasoned with him, "Stop making trouble, it's almost time to get off work. It will be difficult for my colleagues to see me. If you make it difficult for me, I will make you die in an ugly way! Let go!"
"That's just right. Let's go to dinner. I'll treat you." He patted his butt pocket, which was bulging, "Brother is rich!
"If you don't redeem your mother quickly, are you still in the mood to treat me to dinner? Believe it or not -"