"Mr. Zhou! You are a businessman, and you should know the principle of clear accounts. Of the 11 million, 1 million is for you to compensate Pretty Lady for the loss of her computer, and the remaining 10 million is for curing Mr. Zhou's arm.
Now you still want to record? Isn’t it a bit..."
Having said this, Ye Zihao raised his eyebrows a few times, his face full of pride.
"You...you you!"
Zhou Tong pointed his finger at him for a long time, but couldn't say a word.
"Yi Zihao! Don't go too far. You've already defrauded us of 11 million, what else are you going to do?"
At this time, even Zhou Dawei couldn't stand it anymore and asked angrily.
"pit?"
"Haha! Mr. Zhou's words are so humorous! Then let me ask you, if you smash someone's computer, should you pay compensation?"
"You deserve compensation!"
"Do I need to charge a consultation fee if I help people treat illnesses?"
"It's due!"
"Then if that's the case, where's the trap?" Ye Zihao spread his hands helplessly and said.
"A few bad computers are worth 1 million, and an arm is worth 10 million. Why the hell don't you go rob them?"
Zhou Dawei stared and asked angrily.
"Then did I force you?"
"you……"
"Since there is no such thing, it means you did it voluntarily."
"Bullshit!"
Zhou Dawei was so angry that he couldn't answer the question and could only curse.
"Young Master Zhou! Now that your arm is healed, my mission has been completed. I'll have a midnight snack another day when I'm free. Bye!"
Ye Zihao smiled, then turned around and left in a swaggering manner.
Looking at his arrogant back, Zhou Tong and his son were so angry that their hearts almost exploded.
"Dad! This kid is really bullying people. We must not let him go."
Zhou Dawei said indignantly.
"Asshole!"
Zhou Tong roared angrily, and then scolded angrily: "If you hadn't been recorded at that time, would I be so passive?"
"Dad! I...I don't want to either. Who knew that boy was so despicable?" Zhou Dawei suddenly became frustrated and complained.
"When you go out to hang out, you have to be careful in everything. How many times have I taught you... Oh! Forget it, the most important thing now is how to get the recording back."
"But that boy is greedy!"
"It's not that we are greedy, but that we are not sincere enough." Zhou Tong shook his head and denied.
"Insufficient sincerity?"
"Well! Early tomorrow morning, we, father and son, will come to apologize in person!"
Zhou Dawei asked in surprise: "Dad! How many times has this happened to you?"
"3 times!"
A hint of coldness flashed in Zhou Tong's eyes. Liu Bei visited the thatched cottage three times, and he came to apologize three times.
If you tell me, it’s really a joke!
…
The next day!
Pretty Woman Company!
Since they had just arrived at work and the work had not yet started, Zhao Ying and the others were bored and discussed yesterday's topic again, whether anyone from the Zhou family would come today.
The four-eyed girl smiled slyly and said jokingly: "Xiaoying! You've already bet twice, so why not bet one more time?"
"I won't bet! Even if I die, I won't bet!"
Zhao Ying's pretty face blushed slightly. She lost the first two bets and wanted to kiss Ye Zihao. Although she pretended to have a stomachache, she was teased by someone for two days.
It is said that only three things come true, this time she finally learned to be smart and did not make a bet with Ye Zihao.
"Tch! Coward!"
The fat girl scorned, then hugged Ye Zihao's arm and started acting coquettishly, "Handsome guy! How about we make a bet? Whoever loses will give the other a kiss."
"Beauty!"
"Please spare me, okay? No matter if you kiss me or I kiss you, I will commit suicide."
Ye Zihao was about to cry but had no tears, and said in confusion.
"What a rat! Will you die if you cooperate?" Fat Girl became a little dissatisfied and complained.
“Just get used to it!”
Ye Zihao's smile was rather stiff, but at this moment, someone knocked on the door.
"Boom! Boom!"
"Excuse me...is Mr. Ye here?"
Forehead?
Everyone looked slightly shocked, and then turned their attention to the gate, only to see Zhou Tong and his son appearing there at the same time.
"Damn! It's really coming!"
The fat girl couldn't help but complained, while Zhao Ying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: Fortunately, I didn't make a bet, otherwise I would have lost again.
At this time, a certain guy looked very calm and smiled at Zhou Tong and his son, "Mr. Zhou! Young Master Zhou! What brought you here? Please come in, please come in!"
"Mr. Ye (Young Master Ye), you're welcome!" Zhou Tong and his son said with a forced smile.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Zihao invited them to sit down, while Zhou Tong glanced at the scene and felt that it was not easy to talk here.
So, he gave a little reminder, "Mr. Ye! Is it convenient for you to discuss something with me?"
"Oh? Then come with me!"
Ye Zihao stood up straight, and then brought Zhou Tong and his son into Yang Ruobing's office.
"this……"
When Zhou Tong saw an outsider at the scene, he hesitated to speak.
"This is my boss's wife, and she is also the person I trust most. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Ye Zihao smiled and explained.
And Yang Ruobing glanced at him lightly, with some relief in her eyes.
"Oh well!"
Zhou Tong pondered for a moment, but still compromised, and then he asked with a very serious expression: "Mr. Ye! Today we, father and son, came to the door in person, which is enough to show our sincerity. As for the previous recording of Xiao'er, what do you want?"
How much does it cost to destroy all the recordings?"
"Mr. Zhou! Talking about money hurts feelings!"
"Okay! We don't talk about money, but you have to tell me how to hand over the recording?"
Zhou Tong asked very seriously.
However, at this moment, Ye Zihao asked inexplicably, "Mr. Yang! I heard that our company was sprayed with paint before, right?"
"right!"
Yang Ruobing frowned slightly, and even she couldn't figure out what Ye Zihao was thinking.
If someone is willing to compensate, why do you bring up the matter of paint leakage? Do you want someone to compensate for a few pieces of new glass? But this is inconsistent with his style?
"That's a shame!"
"What a pity?"
"I heard an old man say that it is unlucky if paint is poured on the door. Our Qiaojia business has just started to get on the right track, but someone sprayed paint on it. This place is unlucky."
Ye Zihao shook his head and sighed.
"Yeah?"
"certainly!"
Ye Zihao said seriously, and asked Zhou Tong specifically, "Mr. Zhou! Are you right?"
hateful!
This guy has gone through such a big circle, so he just wants to find a new office? This appetite is too much, right?
Zhou Tong was very unhappy, but he couldn't show this trace of unhappiness on his face.
Seeing that his smile was very forced, he said: "Yes! It's all my men's fault for being too impulsive. Otherwise, Mr. Ye! Which place do you like? I, Zhou, will buy the first floor and give it to you."
"How about this?"
"You're welcome! Tell me where it is!"
"Mr. Zhou, you misunderstood me. I'm not..."
"Mr. Ye! Don't say anything, why not stay in the Tianning Road office building?"
"Tianning Road? Alas! Seeing Mr. Zhou's kindness, I won't refuse it. In fact, I prefer the office building on Huangcheng Road."
"What? Imperial City Road?"
Suddenly, Zhou Tong was shocked. Huangcheng Road is the most prosperous and prime area in Jiangcheng City. Where to buy a floor without 10 million, it is impossible to negotiate.