I thought I was going to prepare Huang's transaction, but Ye Zihao used unexpected methods to get it done. But what's even more surprising is that within the next 10 minutes, he actually completed 19 transactions.
In other words, Ye Zihao completed a total of 20 transactions.
When Ye Zihao put down the phone, everyone in the office exploded and gathered around him.
"Yi Zihao! You're so awesome, you're just perfect for salesmanship."
“Salesmanship is refreshing!”
"Haha! Idol, treat me!"
…
At this time, Ye Zihao smiled, then glanced at Yang Dayong, and said lightly: "Brother Yang! I'm sorry, I accidentally broke your record."
"..."
Yang Dayong had a dark face and said nothing, but the corners of his mouth were trembling slightly, obviously suppressing the anger in his heart.
"By the way! Ye Zihao, you just said that you know Chinese medicine, but I don't believe it." Fei Niu was doubtful, then pointed at Yang Dayong and said, "Let me see what's wrong with his body."
Seeing that Ye Zihao looked at him a few times, he joked: "Don't tell me that Brother Yang has something wrong with his health."
"You're the one with the problem."
Yang was so brave that he blushed and his neck was thick, and he retorted angrily.
Ye Zihao smiled disapprovingly and asked: "Brother Yang, do you always feel that you are in a bad mood recently, and it is difficult to control your emotions, such as dizziness, irritability, irritability, anxiety, and depression?"
"You...how did you know?" Yang Dayong was shocked and asked quickly.
"Traditional Chinese medicine emphasizes 'looking, smelling, asking, and feeling', but your breath is a little out of whack. Pay attention to your body and exercise control in the future," Ye Zihao advised.
"What do you mean?" Zhao Ying asked curiously.
Fat Niu reacted immediately and joked, "Xiaoying! Ye Zihao is referring to Yang Dayong's kidney deficiency! Haha!"
"Kidney deficiency?"
"Xiaoying! You...don't listen to his nonsense, I..."
When Yang Dayong said this, he suddenly became speechless. Indeed, he had indulged in lust recently and hung out in nightclubs, which caused serious physical overdraft.
What he never expected was that Ye Zihao could actually see it and say it in front of his goddess.
Suddenly, his hatred for Ye Zihao deepened.
"Okay! You should be more restrained, young man, your health is important." Zhao Ying pretended to be old-fashioned and joked.
"I……"
Yang Dayong gritted his teeth, glared at Zihao dissatisfied, and secretly made up his mind: Ye! I'm going to get stuck with you, let's see.
Immediately, Yang Dayong turned around and left with a black face.
Seeing his gloomy figure, Ye Zihao had an uninhibited smile on his lips and thought to himself: You want to put on some shoes for me? You're a little too young!
…
At night.
Ye Zihao took a taxi back to the villa, while Yang Ruobing was sitting in the living room, watching the TV with an indifferent expression. His handsome and cold profile, his facial contours were very charming, and his skin was white and rosy, no less than those in the photos.
Graphic model for skin whitening advertisement.
Seeing Ye Zihao come in, he found a place to sit down, crossed his legs, picked up an apple and started to nibble on it.
Yang Ruobing frowned slightly, and after a moment, he asked abruptly, "I heard that you negotiated 20 deals today?"
"Hey? Isn't it great?"
"improvise!"
"oh oh!"
Ye Zihao shrugged, he was beginning to get used to his iceberg wife.
However, at this moment, a black BMW stopped outside the door, and the license plate showed Beijing XXXXX.
Soon, a man about 20 years old stepped out of the car, with a medium build. He looked arrogant and shouted loudly, "Yang Ruobing! Come out!"
"Eh? Who is it?"
Ye Zihao looked out curiously, and when he calmed down, Yang Ruobing said "My cousin" and walked out.
After a while, there was a burst of arguing sounds outside the door.
…
"Yang Ruobing, you white-eyed wolf, thanks to the Yang family's support for your education, now that you have strong wings, you dare to go against the Yang family? Humph! Grandpa said that you must have an explanation for the Zhang family's break-up of the engagement."
Yang Chaofan was so angry that he pointed at her and cursed.
"If the Zhang family breaks off the engagement, you should ask him, not me." Yang Ruobing said with an indifferent expression and a calm tone.
"Humph! Grandpa said that the problem must be with you. Even if you don't marry the Zhang family today, another family will come to marry you in the future. I advise you to go back with me obediently to avoid losing face."
Yang Chaofan said coldly.
"I'm afraid it's impossible!"
"Why?"
"Because I'm already married." Yang Ruobing glanced at him with an almost indifferent look.
"What? You...you married someone? You didn't care about the interests of the family and married other men. You are crazy."
Yang Chaofan was completely dumbfounded.
"I'm not crazy. Now I can choose who to marry instead of becoming a victim of family interests."
When Yang Ruobing said these words, there was a rare trace of anger on her face. It was obvious that she had suppressed it for a long time.
"Tell me! After all, that bastard married you, I'm going to stomp on him... Ouch!"
While Yang Chaofan was speaking, he was suddenly hit in the face by an apple. The apple was smashed into several pieces, and Yang Chaofan's eyes became black.
"Damn it! Who the hell is attacking me? Come out!" Yang Chaofan was furious, his eyes widened.
"Where did the mad dog come from? It's barking at my house?"
At this time, there was a lazy voice in the room, faint, as if cynical, and after a while, Ye Zihao walked out of the room.
"You...who are you?"
"Me? You should call me brother-in-law!"
"Brother-in-law?" Yang Chaofan suddenly came to his senses and questioned Yang Ruobing angrily, "Is this the man you are talking about?"
"That's right!"
Yang Ruobing responded expressionlessly.
"Okay, okay! Yang Ruobing, I think you are completely crazy. You ruined our Yang family's plan because of this man. Today I will teach this ignorant bastard a lesson for the Yang family."
After saying that, Yang Chaofan ran forward angrily and punched Ye Zihao directly in the face.
"Haha! I don't understand seniority."
Ye Zihao smiled disdainfully, then reached out and grabbed Yang Chaofan's fist.
"Let me go?"
"What if I don't let go?"
"Go to hell!"
In a fit of anger, Yang Chaofan gritted his teeth, exerted all his strength, and punched with another fist.
But he was still caught by Ye Zihao with one hand.
"What a B! Hurry up and let go of my hand, hurry up!" Yang Chaofan was shocked, and then yelled angrily.
"You want me to let go? Okay! I'll apologize to my brother-in-law!" Ye Zihao teased with a playful look on his face.
"Say, mom! I won't apologize even if you beat me to death!"
"Yeah?"
Ye Zihao smiled strangely, then slowly increased the strength of his hands, pinched hard, and saw the joints of Yang Chaofan's fists rattling.
At first, Yang Chaofan gritted his teeth and endured it, but after a while, his face turned pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
pain!
Excruciating pain!
But just now he kept saying that he would not apologize, now he couldn't give in, right? So he still endured it.
…
5 seconds later!
I saw Yang Chaofan's face turned red from suppressing it, his eyes and nose were dripping with mucus, and he begged for mercy in great pain: "Brother-in-law! I was wrong, can...can you let go? I...hurt to death!"