C1214 Married to a Rich Family 1142
C1214 Married to a Rich Family 1142
In order to help Ding Yiyi stabilize her Ye Group and relieve her pressure, he was willing to be the man behind her scenes. The door was pushed open and Ye Bo walked in with a serious expression.
"An old man called Jason from Ye Group came. He said that the madame had sent him for a short exchange of pointers, but he immediately denied Miss Yiyi's proposal upon arrival." Ye Bo summarized what happened today in detail.
"Jason?"
He did not know who Jason was, but he could guess Grandma's method. Ye Chuyun's current condition could be said to be gradually deteriorating, with half of his body near paralysis, and whether he could last another year or not was still a suspense. And Grandma's most worried question was undoubtedly the ownership of Ye Group after Ye Chuyun's death.
Rather than say it was a crappy reason like Ye Group exchange, it would be better to say that her grandmother was an open and aboveboard spy staring at Ding Yiyi from the Ye Group.
"I'm going back." Ye Nianmo stood up and grabbed his jacket.
In a coffee shop near Ye Family, a bunch of couples wanted to enter the coffee shop, but were stopped by a bodyguard at the entrance, "Hello, this place has already been reserved by a private servant."
In the coffee shop, the rich aroma of coffee lingered around the entire coffee shop. There was only one seat at the Nuo cafe. Fu Fengyi stirred the coffee in her cup. "You still like coffee so much, Jason."
"Do you still like tea?" Jason took a sip of coffee and paused for a moment, then let the fragrance of the coffee permeate his tongue before he spoke.
Fu Fengyi smiled. "Thank you so much for your help this time. If it weren't for the special circumstances, I wouldn't have bothered you."
"It's fine, I don't care if I stay here. My children are all in Germany and my grandchildren are all in Canada. In short, I'm alone in this country. I don't care if I'm alone."
Fu Fengyi asked with great interest, "I heard that your grandson is very famous in the financial world, and your granddaughter is also studying dancing under a famous dancer."
Jason smiled, "He should be returning home after the new year. I'll introduce him to you then."
The two of them sipped their coffee as they reminisced until the clock on the wall chimed eight o'clock. Jason smiled and said, "It's eight o'clock, call my granddaughter. She's very attached to me, so I'll be leaving first."
The moment the car drove away, the other car stopped at the door and Ye Nianmo walked in with big strides.
Fu Fengyi stirred her untouched coffee. When she saw him, she just waved at him, "Why is Nianmo here?"
"Grandma," Ye Nianmo sat at the same seat as Jason and directly said, "What happened to that Jason?"
"He's my senior from college," Fu Fengyi finally took a sip of her coffee, then put down her coffee cup, refusing to move it further. "Because he's a professor in the Business Management Department of Cambridge University, I want him to see if he can help with anything in Ye Group."
Since Fu Fengyi didn't want to talk about this matter, Ye Nianmo naturally wouldn't go head to head with her. He immediately nodded, "Okay, Grandma."
Fu Fengyi sighed, stood up and patted the back of his hand, then sincerely said: "You are the most important successor to Ye Group, your grandmother will not lie to you."
When Fu Fengyi left, Ye Nianmo was still sitting there. The coffee machine was still working and hot air mixed with a strong fragrance was constantly wafting out of it. The hot air sprayed on the windows and formed a misty scene.
Ye Bo pushed the door open and stood beside Ye Nianmo. The young master didn't say anything but just stood there. After an unknown amount of time, Ye Nianmo opened his mouth and said, "Pass it down, vote on the spot without a name."
Ye Bo understood, the important thing right now was not how the annual Clan Assembly was held, but the position that Ding Yiyi held in the hearts of the Ye Group people. If this year's annual Clan Assembly was really held as Jason had said, then Ding Yiyi's influence would be greatly reduced.
What the Young Master needed to do now was to reestablish Ding Yiyi's image, and the most effective and direct method would be to directly involve all the employees in this decision. Even the Old Madam would not be able to reverse the decision made by the entire Ye Group.
The next day
The Ye Group Dining Hall was very lively. The dining table was moved to the side, and the staff sat in a row, while the paper was placed in a box. Not far away, Ding Yiyi and Jason were standing.
Jason's expression was ugly, but there was nothing he could do about it. Ding Yiyi looked at Ye Bo slyly, and her eyes were filled with gratitude.
The staff member in charge of counting the votes announced loudly, "Over 80% of the employees chose to give a masquerade ball! Now let's have Director Ding come up and talk to us! "
Ding Yiyi was stunned. Some employees dared to pull her arm. Unlike Ye Nianmo and Ye Chuyun, who were naturally domineering in business, Ding Yiyi's body was softer, so the employees in private were more willing to get along with her.
"A year is about to pass," Ding Yiyi had just opened her mouth when the audience burst into applause. She continued with a smile, "I have nothing to say. I just want to thank everyone for their hard work over the past year."
The joy on the employee's face made her really happy. Looking at Ye Bo who was standing alone in the crowd, she decided to give him a surprise.
Early the next morning, Ding Yiyi called Qiu Bai to ask her out for the annual party tonight. Qiu Bai agreed very straightforwardly.
As soon as he made the call, Ye Bo pushed the door open and entered, "Director Ding, this is the dress for tonight's ball."
"He actually managed to distribute clothes in such a short period of time?" Ding Yiyi curiously took it and was surprised when she opened it. "This is today's costume?"
The beige dress inside the box was expensive in terms of quality. There was a water drill embedded on the thin strap and high heels. Ye Bo nodded confidently, "It was worn at the makeup ball tonight."
Seeing that he was so sure, Ding Yiyi could only nod and accept the gift. During work hours, Ding Yiyi looked at the gift box. In the end, she still held it in her hand.
In the car, the driver wanted to drive to the ball, but she shook her head. "To the hospital."
Coincidentally, she bumped into Hai Qingqing in the corridor of the hospital. She asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to attend the company's annual meeting today?"
"There's nothing much to go to, so I might as well stay with Chuyun." Ding Yiyi smiled as she pushed open the door and entered.
Ye Chuyun was sitting motionlessly on the bed. His left side was already paralyzed. Every day, he had to massage his muscles to ensure that they did not atrophy. Ding Yiyi did not know about this until he hid it from her for a long time.
The nurse in the room was massaging his legs when Ding Yiyi took over. "Let me do it."
Ye Chuyun was also a bit surprised. He thought Ding Yiyi would be going to the ball today, so when he saw the box on the sofa, he understood.
Ding Yiyi had just massaged for a moment when she was stopped by a hand. Ye Chuyun's gaze was gentle. Perhaps it was a special day, but his emotions were a little out of control. "Sorry.
"Why did you suddenly apologize?"
Ding Yiyi smiled as she looked at him. The warmth from his palms was reassuring, and she couldn't help but tighten her grip.
"Other people say that I, Ye Chuyun, have done a lot for you. Actually, I know that you have done a lot for me and lost a lot." Ye Chuyun slowly said.
Ye Chuyun signaled her with his eyes not to interrupt him, "I know you don't want to inherit the Ye Group. You should have lived a free life like a princess, but I forcefully imprisoned you with the shackles of death."
"It's not like that. Everything is voluntary to me. Aren't you thinking too highly of me!" Ding Yiyi was a little flustered. As long as he apologized, she would feel that she hadn't done well enough and hadn't done enough herself.
The feeling of wanting to leave the best to him. Who would understand?
Ye Chuyun saw her panic. His heart ached even more. "Promise me. Can you give yourself a holiday tonight?"
"No need, I'm not tired at all, and I don't want to go to a company ball or anything like that."
"Yiyi."
His voice was soft and indifferent, like a kitten calling for its home to hide.
Ding Yiyi used her silence to resist. Leave Ye Chuyun alone in the hospital and play by himself? She couldn't do this sort of thing.
Ye Chuyun sighed, "I really want to see your beautiful clothes. How about you wear them for me to see before you go?"
Ding Yiyi had no choice but to agree and walked into the bathroom with the gift box.
Outside the window, the sky was a brilliant blue. A white plastic bag had been rolled up into the air. He stared at it in a daze until the door opened.
A loose, beige dress was swaying on the ground. The hem of the dress was a watery blue in color. A thin piece of silk was wrapped around her waist, showing off her soft and beautiful waist.
The sleeves were the sleeves of a megaphone, embroidered with a similar little bow tie.
Ding Yiyi was still holding onto the mask of the masquerade ball, tugging at the hem of her skirt with a smile. "This is the costume issued by the company."
Ye Chuyun was stunned. He felt that she was very beautiful, so beautiful that she was swaying in the wind and incredibly beautiful, causing his heart to miss a beat.
"Doesn't look good?" Ding Yiyi turned in a circle, tilting her head to the side, looking a little mischievous.
Ye Chuyun praised sincerely, "No, it's very beautiful."
"It's true!" Ding Yiyi shook her skirt happily. Not a single girl didn't like the praise.
Ye Chuyun looked at the clock on the wall and said lovingly, "Let's go, don't be late. I'm also sleeping."
Ding Yiyi smiled and nodded as she walked out of the room. When her back was facing him, her smile collapsed, leaving only melancholy. Since it was his request, then she will try her best to fulfill it.
When they finally got to the ball, Ding Yiyiddai put on her mask and walked into the hall.
The huge violet-Roland ceiling in the hall cast a pale purple halo, and the orange lights swept over the crowd like lazy goddesses.
Everyone put on their most satisfactory clothes to indulge in the revelry in the dark night. At this moment, there was no accumulation of work, no overtime, no worries.
Because of the mask and the dim light, no one recognized her, and people kept greeting her.
"Hello, I'm from the design department. Can I get to know you?"
Ding Yiyi smiled as she rejected him. The other party looked like he had just graduated from university. It seemed that she had really been fed on tender grass by an old cow.
After walking a few steps, he was stopped by someone, "Hello, I'm from the Operations Department. Which department are you from? I seem to have seen it before?"
Ding Yiyi was stunned. This operations manager was usually welcomed by the company's girls. I heard that he was a member of the basketball recruitment team in Tsinghua University.
Seeing that she was silent, the operations manager asked patiently, "Can we talk?"