Ding Yiyi was stunned, and then understood what he was saying. Alin went to her and shook her ankle. "I don't know why you came here, but since you recognize me as a master, I will be responsible for you. Similarly, I also hope that I can learn better than reciprocity."
Ding Yiyi couldn't smile bitterly, "master, reciprocity is not what you say."
"Chinese is trouble!" said Alin
Elaine came from afar. His eyes fell directly on Ding Yi. The love in his eyes was obvious. The old man snorted, "it's really a shame to lose the face of the French. If you can see your hands, then you'll be in pairs in the world."
Elaine was used to Alin's venomous tongue and said, "master, someone from the Chinese side is coming again. Now I'm waiting for you in the conference room."
"They said they would not promote the brand, so you refused." Alin impatiently raised his feet and left. Elaine ran after him, looked at Ding Yiyi, and whispered, "this time, it's from the Ye family in Dongjiang city."
People from the Ye family? Alin quietly looks at Ding Yiyi, who is a few meters away and is also in deep meditation. He vaguely knows that it is a disciple whose surname is ye who has lost his family. When he and Elaine look at each other, they are worried.
"Go, go and have a look," said Alin, lifting her feet and taking a few steps. Suddenly she stopped, turning her head and whispering, "don't tell that girl."
"Don't say anything to me?" Ding Yiyi kept silent behind them and said strangely,
"smelly girl, China says that impoliteness is ignored and impolite is ignored. You are so bad!" Alin was blown and glared. He was scared of heart disease just now.
Ding Yiyi's attention is really beautiful. Chinese culture can't be so spoiled. She said solemnly, "master, in China, this sentence means that if a gentleman should see, a gentleman will not look at it, if not, a gentleman will not listen. This is what a gentleman does."
"That's what I meant," said Alin
Ding Yiyi was shocked by the teacher's sophistry. When they left, they suddenly realized that they had a secret to hide from themselves?
In the conference room, ye Bo sighed. Since the last bad break up with Qiubai, the other party really hates himself. He was not the kind of person who would always take the initiative to attack, so the relationship between them was not so cold and rigid.
He sighed with a faint sigh. He frowned even more at the thought of the young master who had been in the United States for a week before returning home today. A week ago, the young master went to the United States and even launched the Ye family's influence. However, there are not so many states in the United States. Finding Ding Yiyi is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
When the door was pushed open, yebo immediately stood up. He had heard that the French old man could be as famous as Madame Xia. However, the old man was so eccentric that all those who wanted to cooperate with him were rejected. However, his works were special and popular. In addition, Miss Ding Yiyi was also on the show here, so the young master ordered international shopping The center's core stand is reserved for the French designer named Alin.
By the way, Miss Ding Yiyi gave this man a show. Does that mean that Miss Ding Yiyi may be in France rather than in the United States? He was shocked by his own ideas, and quickly denied that the old man was so strange that Miss Ding Yiyi couldn't have an intersection with him.
Outside the door, a fashionable old man in a red suit came in, followed by a tall French man. The deep blue eyes of the man were very beautiful, which made people have to be enough for the first time.
Ye Bo is keenly aware that the two men are hostile to themselves as soon as they enter the door. He is sure that there is no intersection with the other party before. He clears his voice and says, "Hello, Mr. Alin."
"I'm not good. I'm not good at all. Alin blows his nose and stares and doesn't leave a face at all," Elaine said sarcastically. "It's OK, you're a guest from afar. You can do it yourself."
Ye Bo felt puzzled and restrained the other party's provocation. He still said, "I don't know if you have seen the plan that we want to invite your brand to enter the international shopping center this time."
"I haven't read it. You can repeat it." "Please speak in French. We can't understand Chinese, and we're not very good at English."
Yebo is sure that the two men are making trouble for themselves. Just now a French secretary said that Alin had read the document. Although the old man's Chinese was not good, his English was very good, because his ancestors had common British blood, and the man next to him had stayed in China for many years. Both of them were prepared to make trouble for themselves.
Ye Bo was angry in his heart, but he held on to the task assigned by the young master. He forbeared and said the plan in French from the beginning to the end. Finally, he asked, "now we can start to discuss relevant matters."
He nodded and said, "you're talking about the plan from the beginning in English. I'm old and I don't have a good ear. I have to listen again."
"Mr. Alin, this time we are very sincere to seek your cooperation. I believe that there is the thrust of international shopping and the influence of your own brand. This is a win-win opportunity for both sides. I will come again next time and hope we can have a good communication next time."Yebo packed up the documents. He wanted to go back and investigate carefully to see when ye had offended the French man. Otherwise, it would be useless to stay here.
Seeing the man go away, Alin hummed, "I didn't expect that boy's endurance was good. I thought he would be angry with us in the first round."
"It's too cheap for him, or I'll find some people on the way to give him a gift from France." Elaine's eyes sparkled with cunning.
Alin looked at him. "You're still young. You can't see that the young man has good skills. It's not sure who's going to hit anyone at that time." looking at Elaine's defiant look, he added, "if you want to chase me, you can change your promiscuous temperament."
Elaine curled his mouth and didn't listen to the old man's words. All he thought about was how to teach the man a lesson, and then he went to ask Ding Yi for credit.
When ye Bo drove to the middle of the road, he knew that there had always been a motorcycle party following him. Those party members were big and big, with tattoos on their bodies and baseball sticks in their hands. The locomotive moved with his speed. As long as he accelerated the speed of the car, so did the speed of the car.
Ye Bo didn't want to make trouble in foreign countries. It was very troublesome. He frowned and drove into the lane. Sure enough, three locomotives followed in. The locomotive stopped at the side of the road and four Negroes came down.
"Where are the people?" A black man carelessly walked to the car. A baseball smashed the window of the car. He looked out and said, "strange, what about the yellow people?"
Other people are there, swearing, "I'm here." All of a sudden, a faint voice came from the sky of several people. They looked up and faced the sun. One leg quickly hit two black people in the face.
The black man was beaten back and yelled at yebo with a baseball stick. Yebo blocked him with his arm and was beaten hard on his back. He had to turn around and get the blow.
Several people were making a lot of trouble at the entrance of the alley. Ye Bo fought fiercely. All the punches and punches were hardliners of the military academy. The black man who was close to two meters tall was not his opponent. He was beaten and ran away in a short time.
"Asshole, I won't let you go. Don't come to France next time!" One of the Negroes swears and runs away in his car.
Ye Bo's body is covered with color. He wipes the blood from the corners of his mouth, but his brows wrinkle. These people seem to have come prepared to plot against him. No, it should be said that they are plotting against him or the Ye family.
Ye family, ye nianmo loosened his tie and lay on the sofa decadent, looking tired. He looked for Ding Yiyi for a week, and found all the places he thought about.
At first, he thought it was Enron who hid her. He almost insisted on looking for Enron. At last, he believed that Ding Yiyi did not go to Enron.
Where did she go, was there any danger, was she arrested by bad people? There was a population shooting incident in Los Angeles these days, and someone died. Was that person Ding Yiyi? If so, what would he do?