Chapter 93

Under the claws of Yue Zitong, Li Nanfang had to give in.

After tearing off the plastic package directly, taking out the invitation, he sneered: "Li Nanfang, don't rush away, get ready to squat down with your hands on your head and accept the torture. Dare to take this matter as a joke, I think you are impatient - damn, it's quite like it

If it was put a few days ago, before Yue Zitong saw the news of the conference of the socks industry alliance, even if Li Nanfang offered the invitation with both hands, general manager Yue would not look at it with a straight eye.

But now she just got on the phone with Helan Xiaoxin and learned that the invitation had a chance to get it, but it was intercepted by someone halfway. When she was disappointed, her desire for the invitation became even more urgent.

After Yue Zitong grabbed the invitation, he immediately realized that how could he get the invitation of the League Conference?

Don't forget, Helan Xiaoxin has so many contacts abroad, but he hasn't done it. If he can get it, is there any justice?

In order to cover up the awkwardness of strong need, Yue Zitong had to sneer and disdain.

It does.

Yue Zitong didn't have the chance to see the invitation of the League Conference. However, after opening the invitation, her intuition told her that the real invitation should be like this.

"The craftsmanship of pockmarked plum is excellent. Hehe, it's still a VIP card with a number. "

Looking at the invitation, Yue asked casually, "how much did you spend?"

"It's eight thousand dollars, isn't it for reimbursement?"

"Eighty."

Yue Zitong opened the drawer, took out a 100 yuan note from it and threw it to Li Nanfang: "the remaining 20 yuan is a reward for you. Although you are stupid, you can only make me happy, but filial piety is commendable, and we must continue to work hard in the future. "

Then he left the invitation in the wastebasket under the table.

No matter how exquisite the pockmarked plum is, it's also a kind of Western oyster. Mr. Yue has no hobby of collecting invitation cards. Why don't you throw them away and keep them?

Li Nanfang laughed, said nothing more, took the 100 yuan, jumped off the table, picked up the invitation from the wastebasket and walked to the door.

He is too lazy to explain.

If he explains, it's an insult to Ye Xiaodao who paid so much to get this invitation.

"Wait!"

As soon as he got to the door, Yue Zitong spoke.

"Anything else?"

Li Nanfang turned and asked.

Yue Zitong squinted at Li Nanfang. After a while, he said, "bring me the invitation and I'll have a look."

"What's good for a fake invitation?"

"If I ask you to bring it, you can bring it. Where can I get so much nonsense?"

Yue Zitong began to lose his boss's temper, scolded him, pulled the keyboard and typed a few words on it.

She is searching for the upcoming socks industry alliance conference. There must be information about the invitation, such as the total number of invitation cards, and where the invited participants come from.

A total of 200 invitation cards, of which more than 140 were sent to those well-known hosiery groups, and the rest were VIP invitation cards. Not only can we look for business opportunities through this conference, but also shoulder the important task of selecting three gold, silver and copper awards among many hosiery brands.

After looking at the samples of ordinary invitation cards, Yue Zitong enlarged the photos of VIP invitation cards, grabbed them from Li Nanfang and put them in front of the screen for comparison.

Whether it is as like as two peas or a color, or a content typesetting format, Yue Zi's hand is the same as the picture, except for the distinguished guest number.

The number of the invitation held by Yue Zitong is No. 200, the last VIP invitation, if it is genuine.

"These false witnesses are so terrible that they can really confuse the true with the false."

Yue Zitong's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and repeatedly compared with the invitation in the computer: "it's a pity that a fake is a fake after all, and it will never become true - powerful, and the anti-counterfeiting layer has done a very good job."

After scraping off the anti-counterfeiting layer with delicate fingernails, Yue Zitong saw a website, four digit verification code and the contact number of the organizing committee.

The invitation in the computer has not been scratched out of the anti-counterfeiting layer. No matter how high the means of making fake certificates are, it is impossible to know what is inside.

To take a step back, the counterfeiter can guess that under the anti-counterfeiting layer, the contact information will be indicated, and the telephone number of the organizing committee can also be found on the Internet. Do you need to log in to the verification code of the website?

"Come on, let's see what surprises we can see with this captcha."

Looking at Li Nanfang, who has never spoken up to now, yuezitong jumps down for no reason. It seems that there is a premonition that something big is going to happen. He pretends to laugh easily and enters the website.

The words of the 18th World socks Federation conference soon flashed on the open web page. Under the ordinary login in the upper right corner, there was a special VIP login.

Yue Zitong's delicate fingers soared, casually filled in the name of kaihuang group, login password, her own mobile phone number in the registered account, and then typed the four Arabic numerals in the input verification code.

"If my cell phone can receive text messages, then it's a miracle. Although I know that miracles are as high as the hope that you can become a good man, I sincerely implore God that he can give you a chance to become a good man. "

After finishing all this, Yue Zitong pushes away the keyboard, picks up his mobile phone and shakes it in his ear. He is still casual and doesn't care.

Li Nanfang still didn't speak. He took her water cup and went to the French window, looking into the distance.

In fine weather, standing in front of the window, you can see the mother river, like a giant silver dragon, winding from the northwest, passing through the northern suburbs of the green mountains, whistling toward the southeast.

Looking at Li NanFang's back, Yue Zitong felt some unnatural depression and began to reflect on whether what he had just said was too much.

Although he made a fake invitation is naive and ridiculous, but also to make her happy, the starting point is still good. She really shouldn't say such unkind words, let alone throw the invitation into the wastebasket.

Cut, isn't unintentionally wasted your filial piety, as for give me face to see?

When Yue Zitong disdains to curl his mouth, the mobile phone in his left hand suddenly vibrates. A short message appears on the screen, which is the public number of the foreign language League organizing committee. There are six blue numbers in the message.

Are you really texting?

Yue Zitong looked at his mobile phone and was stunned. He wondered if there was something wrong with his eyes. How could the Organizing Committee of the conference send the verification code for VIP registration with a fake invitation card?

Li Nanfang finally spoke, but he didn't look back: "please input the verification code quickly. You have to resend it in one minute. After three times, it will be invalid."

"Oh

Yue Zitong subconsciously nodded his head, raised his hand and clattered six times on the keyboard. The webpage immediately changed and the words "Dear VIP user, you have registered successfully" were displayed.

With a click, the mobile phone in Yue Zitong's left hand falls on the table.

As if it hit her heart, her heart thumped and cried out: "this, this invitation, is it true?"

Li Nanfang wanted to be indifferent. He just pretended to be full of momentum. He walked out of the office quickly and left aunt Yue with a great back. Later on, he was allowed to comment on it. But after thinking about it, Yue Zitong, who came to his senses, would surely bring him back immediately.

"It turned out to be a real VIP invitation. How could it be?"

Mingming has already seen the words of kaihuang group in the account space, as well as more than ten rights enjoyed by special guests. Yue Zitong still doesn't believe that this invitation is true.

"Fake, take it. I'll tear it to avoid being laughed at by you."

Li Nanfang came over and grabbed the invitation card, pretending to tear it up.

"You dare!"

Yue Zitong screamed, reached for his left hand, opened his mouth and bit his wrist.

Li Nanfang just put on airs, but he didn't want to be bitten by her. He said that he hadn't received rabies vaccine since he was bitten last time. Of course, he quickly let go.

"It's my invitation, mine!"

Yue Zitong holds the invitation tightly in his arms and stares into Li NanFang's eyes, scattering a fierce light like a leopard. It seems that if he dares to move again, he will rush up and tear him to pieces.

Li Nanfang raised his hands and made a gesture of surrender. His face was bitter, but he was very happy.

Aunt Yue's reaction made him feel very successful.

"Come on."

Yue Zitong carefully put the invitation in the drawer, locked it and put away the key. He waved to Li Nanfang: "bend down, bow down, close your eyes, it's a big advantage for you."

"Bank card? I'm the one who likes to be given favors. "

Li Nanfang was very happy. According to her request, he bent down and closed his eyes, then stretched out his right hand to pick up the card. When he was ready to pick up the card, he smelled a faint fragrance, and his lips were gently kissed by a very soft thing.

That is Yue Zitong's lips, soft as never solidified crystal.

At the moment when the two lips collided, Li Nanfang had an illusion that it was like flying up into the clouds. Just before he could see the fairyland scenery clearly, the lip left. The overwhelming sense of loss swelled up, prompting him to stretch his mouth forward and try to catch it again.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yue Zitong with a pretty face and some scarlet. He looked at him with a smile in his hand, holding the inkpad box used to press the fingerprints.

"How does my lips taste?"

Yue Zitong asked softly.

"It stinks."

Li Nanfang raised his head, reached for his hand and wiped his mouth.

Yue Zitong raised his foot and kicked him in the leg, chiding: "roll!"

Li Nanfang turned and left.

"Come back!"

As soon as he took two steps, Yue Zitong grabbed his arm and made a little effort to pull him to the front. However, he was lying on his back on the table, covering his crotch with both hands. He said in a trembling voice, "I, I'm going to call rude."

After seeing aunt Yue reach for the water cup, Li Nanfang turned over and stood up, pulled a piece of drawing paper and wiped it on his mouth: "kiss me, even if it's the return of the invitation I sent you?"

"What do you want?" he asked

"Thirty or fifty thousand, not much?"

"My first kiss is not worth thirty or fifty thousand?"

As soon as the fairy tale of yuezi came out, she quickly raised her hand to cover her mouth, with regret in her eyes: "this is my first kiss! That's how I gave it to you? "

Li Nanfang couldn't help saying, "I can give it back to you."

"Go away."

Yue Zitong put his hands around his head and murmured bitterly: "I must be overjoyed, so I gave you my first kiss..."

"Isn't that the first kiss?"

When Li NanFang's eyes dropped, Yue Zitong raised his head abruptly, and his eyes became fierce again, which scared him to close his mouth.