C1097 Married to a Rich Family 1025
C1097 Married to a Rich Family 1025
Ao Xue responded and quickly picked up the bowl. Just as she walked to Ye Nianmo's side, he suddenly turned the soup over and sprinkled it onto Ao Xue's hand. Immediately, the back of her snow-white hand turned red.
"Are you satisfied?" Ye Nianmo looked up at her. His eyes were bloodshot. Ao Xue endured the pain and was curious yet indignant. "What am I satisfied with?"
"Ding Yiyi is gone, she's gone!" Ye Nianmo yelled at her, then dejectedly threw off Ye Bo's hand and stumbled upstairs.
Ding Yiyi left? Although Ao Xue was shocked, she was secretly happy. As long as she left, would she have the chance to start over with Ye Nianmo again?
Fu Fengyi looked at her and sighed. She turned around and went back to her room. When Zimo was young, he was in so much pain that he wanted to stay with Xia Yihan. He didn't expect his grandson to be like this.
At night, Ao Xue quietly came to Ye Nianmo's ward. Ye Nianmo was still sleeping with his brows tightly knitted together. She quietly helped him take off his shoes, covered him with a blanket and turned up the heat.
Ye Nianmo suddenly whimpered. He moved his head twice and his Adam's apple rolled. Ao Xue rushed to grab the trash can. Ye Nianmo moved twice and fell asleep again.
Ao Xue sighed and took a warm towel from the bathroom to wipe the man's face, but the tears in her eyes couldn't help but fall onto her hands. She took a deep breath and continued murmuring, "Although I did many bad things, it was all because I wanted to love you. Why did I do this to you?"
There was a faint smell of alcohol in the air and no reply. There was only the light sound of a humidifier operating, like a lover's whisper.
The Ye Group has already appeared under low pressure for the past few days. The secretary walked out with a scolded scheme, and asked Ye Bo with a bitter face, "What happened to Director Ye? He has already rejected my proposal three times. "
Ye Bo took her proposal and looked at it, then pointed out a few mistakes, "These are all very obvious mistakes, do you think Director Ye can not reject them?"
"But I think there's another reason."
Ye Bo sighed, waved his hand to tell people to leave. He knocked on the door, "Young Master Ye, all the representatives that are preparing to enter the international shopping mall are here."
Ye Nianmo stood up with a sullen face. In the meeting room, all the representatives of brands were muttering to themselves as they looked at Manager Director Ye. What exactly is wrong with Ye Fan? His eyebrows were knitted tightly and his lips were pressed into a straight line.
"Director Ye, it's like this, our cosmetics brand is playing especially well abroad, and there are only a few counters in the country right now. We believe that if we enter your company's international shopping mall, it would be a win-win opportunity, but we hope this geographical location is more appropriate."
A Korean started to rapidly speak while everyone looked at him with disdain. Ye Nianmo opened the file in his hands and looked at it, "How is your brother?"
The translator suppressed his laughter as he translated for the Koreans. Who didn't know that the Korean's brother had caused a ruckus while drinking in China? He had even severely injured the waiter and claimed that he had a backer.
The Korean's face turned pale as he said in embarrassment, "Not bad, I think it's better if we come and discuss the cooperation meeting."
Ye Nianmo nodded, pointed at some information, and said fluently in Korean, "Then let's talk about the cooperation here. This brand is online in some top cities in China, and its sales volume only broke through one million this year because it doesn't match the skin of Asian people."
"But our brand's location is high end!" The Koreans were unconvinced. He thought these Chinese people were really despicable.
Ye Nianmo's pursed lips pulled into a smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. Instead, it gave him a cold feeling, as if he didn't know what earth-shattering words he was going to say in the next second.
"I'm a businessman, and brands that can't earn money are worthless in my eyes." He closed the file. Ignoring the ugly expression of the Korean, he said lightly, "Next."
"Nephew, your father and I already have a collaboration in our generation, so our collaboration this time shouldn't be a problem, right?" An old man in his fifties laughed happily. He didn't believe that Ye Nianmo wouldn't give face to his dad.
Ye Nianmo thought about it, "Uncle's brand doesn't seem to be selling very well these two years either." The old man's face stiffened as he said in embarrassment: "Not bad, not bad!"
"It's fine if you stay with me, but it means that you're in danger of closing down at any time. It's better to let a more likely merchant in." Ye Nianmo frowned, his words sounded like he didn't hold back at all. The old man slapped the table and stood up, "Little brat, your dad hasn't even talked to me like that."
"There is now." Ye Nianmo lowered his head and quickly flipped through the next sheet of information. The old man left his seat angrily, and the following people trembled in fear as they waited for this unpredictable Young Master Ye Family to call out their names.
After two hours, the meeting room was quiet. Ye Nianmo slightly closed his eyes, leaned back against the sofa and closed his eyes to rest. For two hours, he had to deal with more than ten cunning businessmen by himself.
Ye Bo stood beside him. He was impressed that the young master couldn't even let them touch his hand when facing dozens of people. Instead, he made them willingly enter the international shopping mall.
"To contact her agent." Ye Nianmo suddenly said with his eyes closed.
Ye Bo's heart shook. He vaguely felt that the young master was going to start from Qiu Bai. He was a little worried. This was the first time he showed hesitation on his face. Ye Nianmo's tone turned colder, "Don't let me say it a second time."
An hour later, Qiu Bai, who was sitting in the Ye Group office, seemed to have been forcefully brought here during work. With a cold expression, she said, "I don't know where she went."
Ye Nianmo tapped on the armrest with his slender fingers. His expression was sinister, as if he would be tortured in the next second. Ye Bo calmly took a step towards Qiu Bai.
"Miss Qiu, I'm not a good person. I can do anything I want to get the information I want." Ye Nianmo did not look like he was faking it, and a hint of madness appeared on his normally serious face.
"Young Master." Ye Bo stood in front of Qiu Bai and looked at Ye Nianmo with pleading eyes.
Ye Nianmo turned a deaf ear. An inexplicable fear suddenly rose in Qiu Bai's heart. She leaned back in a camouflage. "I really don't know where she went."
Ye Nianmo stopped knocking and snapped his fingers. Two men in black walked in from outside the door. Ye Bo recognized that these people had always been serving the master. Since when did the young master have the power to control them? An indescribable fear rose in his heart. He had always thought that he understood his young master, but today, it seemed that he didn't even understand his young master's personality.
Ye Nianmo signaled with his eyes. The men went up and grabbed Qiu Bai's arms. Qiu Bai was so scared that her face turned pale. She shouted, "Ye Nianmo, you have no right to do anything! Let go of me!"
Ye Bo came forward and waved away the man's hands. He said coldly, "Don't touch her."
Qiu Bai trembled, she knew Ye Nianmo could really do it. The two men saw that Young Master Ye did not say anything, so they wanted to take a look and go up to capture Ye Bo.
Ye Nianmo sat there expressionlessly, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him.
"Enough!" Qiu Bai walked forward and pushed away the two people holding Ye Bo. She gasped and said fiercely, "Yiyi went to America. I don't know where exactly, but even if you find her, she might not come back with you."
Ye Nianmo looked into her eyes with a stern expression. Ye Bo knew that his young master let Qiu Bai go, so he hurriedly grabbed Qiu Bai's arm and walked out. At the Ye Group gate, Qiu Bai ruthlessly shook off Ye Bo's hand, "Don't touch me, go find your young master."
Ye Bo's expression was also not good, "Do you know how dangerous the situation was just now? You can't afford to offend people from Ye Family, do you?"
Qiu Bai was so angry that she started to tremble, "Alright, I can't offend people with Ye Family, so I can hide right? Oh right, your surname is also Ye, so I'll hide too."
"Don't be unreasonable, calm down." Ye Bo was mad at her for losing her rationality. Unexpectedly, these words made Qiu Bai angrier. She kept backing away, giving him a disappointed look before she turned around and ran away.
Ye Bo's hand stopped in mid-air. He looked at Qiu Bai's back and finally hung down powerlessly.
Qiu Bai ran until she was completely exhausted. Her only thought was to blame herself. Earlier, she betrayed Ding Yiyi for Ye Bo, and it was precisely because of this that she became so unreasonable and blamed all of her faults on Ye Bo.
She took out her cell phone and hurriedly called Ding Yiyi. Listening to the busy signal, her heart was filled with anxiety as she kept calling out, "Yiyi, hurry and pick up the phone!"
When no one answered, Qiu Bai hung up the phone in disappointment. As long as she did not let Ye Nianmo find Ding Yiyi, Ding Yiyi would not be able to escape if she was found this time.
In France, an old man was practicing in his private garden in a high spirits. It was just that his body didn't match up, making his movements seem strange.
Suddenly, his movements slowed down. After thinking for a while, he still couldn't remember where he had come from. He was so angry that he shouted, "Little girl from China, quickly come over here!"
His voice was full of vigor, causing the surrounding servants to laugh uncontrollably. His master had no children and had a weird personality in the past, so no one dared to provoke him. Since the appearance of the Chinese girl, the entire manor had been filled with his voice and became much more lively.
After the old man shouted for a while, a girl with a ponytail came skipping over. She was dressed in jeans and had a face full of makeup.
"Master, I'm here!" When Ding Yiyi arrived in France, she found an old man she had met during her travels. She did not expect him to be a costume designer and jewelry designer, the two of them had actually formed a master and disciple relationship.
"Little Chinese girl, if you train me again, your Chinese martial arts will be interesting, but it will be too difficult." The old man said indignantly.
Ding Yiyi comforted him, "Alright, alright, I'll practice it for you. Just watch."
She took a deep breath, and started playing Tai Ji with ease. Ten minutes later, she stopped, feeling completely relaxed. "Master, have you seen it clearly? What don't you understand?"
Alin looked at her with a smile. "How is it? Are you in a better mood?"