Chapter 1630

Ding Yiyi didn't want to listen to them, but the content of their conversation made her care. That man is a cloth supplier. Shuibei has a deal with him. They raise the price of cloth and then draw profits from the middle.

The two talked for nearly an hour. After the man answered a phone call, he left in a hurry. Shuibei was also ready to get up and go back to the company. There was a man standing in front of him.

"Water north." Ding Yiyi looks at the more capable people in front of him, and his heart is full of flavors.

Shuibei's eyes flashed a little surprise quickly, then his attitude became cold, with sarcasm, "what's the matter, who do I think it is? It turns out it's the rich young lady of the Ye family." She glanced around, deliberately raising her voice, "the grade here should not meet your requirements."

"Do you have to talk like that?" Ding Yiyi some chagrin, "I have heard, you want to unite with cloth merchants to blackmail the company's money."

Shuibei's eyes are very strange. Instead of angry, she looks at them. Suddenly, she says, "I know you're sitting on the other side of my desk."

"Then why are you doing that?" Ding Yiyi is confused.

Shuibei sat down again, motioned her to sit down with her eyes, and then put her chanel bag on the table.

"Through my own efforts, now I can afford to buy genuine brand-name bags and clothes." She lightly looked at the famous brand bag on the table, "if you don't increase your income like this, do you think those dead wages can really make a fortune?"

Ding Yiyi feels that the person sitting in front of him has changed and become a weasel. He is always looking for a hen.

The other side continued to chatter, "in fact, my real goal is not just to make money."

Shuibei raised the cooled tea with a smile, took a sip, looked at the lip print on the cup and frowned, "I have no feelings for this company, but I feel very happy when I think of your wholehearted help to the company before."

Her smile is sincerely happy, see Ding Yiyi more painful, she is more happy, the mood is better.

"It's unreasonable. This industry is not big. You are destroying yourself by doing so." Ding Yiyi gets up angrily and leaves with a handbag.

Shuibei sits in the same place, takes back chanel bag and puts it on her lap. She is not in a hurry to go humming. Instead, she waves to the waiter standing in the distance, "more hands."

When she called the waiter, a car just stopped outside the teahouse. Two people got out of the car, one of whom she knew very well was Manager Gao.

"What day is it today? How can we all get together?" She had no problem with Manager Gao, but she didn't want to meet and say hello to each other, so she stood still and prepared to leave after he entered the store.

Manager Gao and the people around him talked and laughed and chose a table near the door, which just blocked the aisle. If you want to get out of the door, you must pass by them.

Shuibei has given up the idea of leaving now, picked up the tea in his hand again, and plans to spend a while before leaving.

After making up her mind, she pays attention to the man who is with Manager Gao. The more she looks at him, the more familiar she feels. It seems that she has seen him before.

After thinking for a long time and watching for a long time, she suddenly remembered that the person with Manager Gao was Ye Bo, ye nianmo's assistant!

At the thought of Ye nianmo, her heart is a little painful. She really likes this man, but what this man does is really heartless.

Over there, the conversation went on slowly, but before the tea was served, the conversation was over. Ye Bo got up and walked out of the teahouse first. Manager Gao didn't take the car to leave, but got up and walked to another road by the road.

It seems that they are not friends, but subordinates. Shuibei thinks of the smile on Manager Gao's face when he just entered the door. Now it doesn't look like the smile between friends, but more like a flattering smile.

Why flatter Ye Bo? What's the relationship between ye and Gao? If the friendship between Chief Manager Gao and General Manager Ye can reach the level of drinking tea together, then he can't not know Ding Yiyi, but he never shows too much attention to Ding Yiyi.

Manager Gao was ready to cross the road. Shuibei stood up abruptly, put a hundred yuan bill on the table, and ran after him.

High manager is not anxious not slow through a street, and then go deep, the flow of people is obviously also gradually less up.

Shuibei watched her walk into a narrow road. On the opposite side of the road are two residential buildings that are not new. Moreover, the decoration of the buildings is not very good. The balcony of almost every house is hung with wrinkled clothes.

"The high manager's income is not low. What's he doing here?" Watching him turn around and walk into a residential area, Shuibei immediately follows him without thinking much.

There was no elevator in the residential area. The footstep of Chief Manager Gao stopped on the third floor. He knocked on the door. Then the door should have been opened. The noise poured out from inside, and there were curses from time to time.

Shuibei waited until the sound of closing the door sounded again, and then went upstairs secretly to check the house where the high manager went in. The door is very common, even very shabby. It's noisy inside. I can vaguely hear what people are saying, but I can't hear it clearly."What are you doing?" There was a voice behind her. She was startled. Looking back, she saw that it was an old man with bare arms, old age spots on his upper body, and a pair of trousers hanging around him.

She stepped back and felt that the old man had been looking at herself, so she went upstairs, pretending to be a resident.

She didn't go far. She was just on the upper floor of the stairs. From that angle, we could see the situation at the door. The old man was chewing all the time. When he vomited into the corner, a pile of betel nut and red liquid spurted out, which made him sick.

When the door opened, the noise came out again. The old man talked to the person who opened the door, and Shuibei took the opportunity to look inside.

There were more than a dozen people in the room. They were sitting around a table.

At the back of the table stood a man with a long ruler in his hand, who was responsible for moving the notes placed on the edge of the table back into a circle.

On the table, piles of banknotes were shocking, and the high manager in suit and shoes was obviously very noticeable in the crowd.

They soon closed again. The grandfather took the rent money and went downstairs. His slippers hit the concrete floor, making a sound of "Pa Pa Pa".

It was already sunset when the door opened again. Manager Gao came out and stood at the door for a while.

His neatly ironed shirt had been deformed in the crowd, his sleeves rolled up to his arms, and his suit coat was casually on his shoulders.

The door opened again. A man counted the money and came out. He stood at the door, held the money and laughed at him. Then he went downstairs.

Manager Gao sighed, opened his wallet, took a look, put it back into his trouser pocket, and then went downstairs.

It's just in the afternoon when the children are out of school. The children are pushing and shoving in twos and threes. They can also hear the sound of cooking on the nearby floor and the smell of the dishes.

He walked to the door, avoiding the children on bicycles. When he saw the people standing at the door of the community, his face became stiff.

"Manager Gao, long time no see." Shuibei walked up to him, "are you still having fun? Would you like to have dinner together

During the rush hours after work and after school, the barbecue shop was full of people. In the corner, Shuibei picked up a piece of bacon and put it on the tin foil. He urged: "Manager Gao, eat it. I just ate some. I think the barbecue is OK. You can come to eat it often in the future."

Manager Gao didn't move his chopsticks. "Forget it, I think I have something else to do. Let's go first. I'll take this meal."

"Manager Gao, you have a wide range of interests. You didn't see it when you led us before." Shuibei slowly picks up a piece of lettuce and puts the bacon in the lettuce.

High manager ready to get up action pause, and then sat back, "I think this is a personal matter."

"I know it's a personal matter, and I don't care what Manager Gao likes to do after work. I just have one thing to ask manager Gao."

Shuibei took a sip of sour plum juice, put his arms on the table and leaned forward slightly. "Chief Manager Gao, I just want to know what's the relationship between you and ye?"

She didn't miss the shock on her face when she heard "Ye Shi". She was more sure that there must be a connection between Manager Gao and Ye Shi.

"Manager Gao," she continued to put pressure on each other, "I know you like playing this. You must need money very much. Coincidentally, I have money now. I can give you 10000 yuan as long as you say one word."

Manager Gao stood up without waiting for her to finish saying, "I have a friend from ye family. Shuibei is very happy to see you today. I'll get together again later."

With that, he took out his wallet, put the last one hundred yuan in it on the table, and left without looking back.

Shuibei sat on the table, looking at his back, lost in thought. Manager Gao's abnormal attitude just confirmed the necessity of her doubts. There must be a relationship between ye and Gao!

The next day, Manager Gao appeared in the community again. This time, he was very cautious. He looked around and saw that no one paid attention to him. Then he went upstairs.

When I went to the second floor stairs, a pile of money fell at the entrance of the stairs, just looking at it.

He walked to the pile of money in two or three steps. He first stepped on the money, then looked around. When he saw nobody up and down, he bent down to pick it up.

A rough count, there are more than 10000 yuan, this windfall let him happy, put in his arms to go upstairs.

As a child, he went out, his happy face was replaced by disappointment, and the sun was setting outside. He didn't know what he was cooking next door, and the choking fumes came out through the window of the stairway.

At the gate of the community, a Mercedes Benz is blocking the avenue at the gate of the community. When you see Shuibei, his ugly face is even worse.

"Manager Gao, when will that ten thousand yuan be returned to me?" Shuibei shakes the mobile phone in his hand, and the interface of the mobile phone just stops at the picture of him holding his wallet.

Manager Gao didn't know what she was going to do, but he wanted to walk past her with a click in his heart. "Shuibei, I don't know what you're talking about."