Chapter 1627

Ding Yiyi didn't want to listen to the two people, but the content of the two people's talk made her care. The man is a cloth supplier. Shuibei has a deal with him. They raise the price of cloth and then extract profits from the middle.

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

"Shuibei." Ding Yiyi looked at the more capable people in front of him, and his heart was full of flavors.

Shuibei's eyes flashed a little surprise, then his attitude became cold, with a sneer, "what's the matter? Who do I think it's? It's the rich lady of Ye's family." She glanced around and deliberately raised her tone. "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, not angry, but like a look, suddenly, she pulled the corners of her mouth, "I know you are sitting on the other side of my table."

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

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

"Through my own efforts, now I can afford to buy genuine brand-name bags and clothes." She glanced at the brand-name 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 felt that the person sitting in front of him had changed into a weasel. He was always staring at the ear and searching for the hen.

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

Shuibei held up the tea that had been cooled with a smile, took a sip, looked at the lip print on the cup mouth and frowned, "I have no feelings for this company, but I feel very happy to think that you have helped the company wholeheartedly before."

Her smile is sincere and happy. The more painful Ding Yiyi is, the happier she will be and the better her mood will be.

"Unreasonable, this industry is not big, you do this is to destroy yourself." Ding Yiyi gets up indignantly and leaves with a handbag.

Shuibei sits in the same place, takes chanel bag back and puts it on her lap. She sings, but she doesn't hurry to go. Instead, she waves to the waiter standing in the distance, "add more hands."

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

"Today is what day, how all together." She didn't have a problem with Manager Gao, but she didn't want to meet and say hello to each other, so she stood still and prepared to wait for him to enter the store before leaving.

Manager Gao and the people around him chatted and laughed and chose a table close to the door, blocking the aisle. If you want to get out of the door, you must pass by them.

Shuibei gave up the idea of leaving now, picked up the tea in his hand and planned to spend a while before he left.

After making up her mind, she paid attention to the man who was with Manager Gao. The more she looked, the more familiar she felt. She felt as if she had seen her before.

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

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

Over there, the conversation went on slowly, but before the tea was served, the conversation was over. Ye Bo got up and took the lead out of the teahouse. Instead of taking the bus with him, Manager Gao got up and walked to another road by the side of the road.

It seems that the two people are not friends, but like superiors and subordinates. Shuibei remembers the smile on Manager Gao's face when he first entered the door. Now it doesn't look like a smile between friends, but more like a flattering smile.

Why flatter Ye Bo? What is the relationship between ye and Gao? If the friendship between Manager Gao and General Manager Ye can reach the point of sitting together and drinking tea, then he can't help knowing Ding Yiyi, but he never shows too much concern for Ding Yiyi.

Manager Gao is ready to cross the road. Shuibei suddenly stands up, puts a hundred yuan bill on the table and chases him out.

The high manager did not rush through a street slowly, and then went deep, the flow of people was obviously less and less.

Shuibei watched her walk into a narrow road. On the opposite side of the road were two not new residential buildings, and the decoration of the buildings was not very good. Almost every house had wrinkled clothes hanging on the balcony.

"The high manager's income is not low. What is he doing here?" Watching him turn and walk into a residential area, Shuibei doesn't think much about it and immediately follows him up.

There was no elevator in the residential area. The high manager's footsteps stopped on the third floor. He knocked on the door, and the door should open. The noise poured out from inside, and from time to time there were curses.

Shuibei waited until the sound of closing the door rang again, then secretly went upstairs to check the house in which the high manager entered. The door is very ordinary, even dilapidated. It's noisy inside. You can hear what people are saying, but you can't hear clearly."What are you doing?" There was a sound behind her. She was startled. She looked back and saw a grandfather-in-law. He was barehanded, with spots of age spots on his upper body, and a pair of trousers hanging around his body.

She stepped back and felt that the old grandfather was looking at her all the time, so she went upstairs and pretended to be a resident.

She didn't go far away. She was just on the upper floor of the stairs. From that angle, she could see the situation at the door. She saw that the old grandfather was chewing things all the time. When she vomited into the corner of the wall, a pile of betel nuts and red liquid sprayed out, which made the water disgusting.

When the door opened, the noise came out again. Old grandfather talked to the person who opened the door. Shuibei took the opportunity to look inside.

The room was smoky and there were more than a dozen people 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 money on the edge of the table back into a circle.

And on that table, pile upon pile of bank notes were shocking, and the high manager in suit and leather shoes was obviously noticeable in the crowd.

They quickly closed again. The grandfather went downstairs with the rent collection money. The slippers hit the concrete floor and made a "Pa Pa Pa Pa" sound.

When the door opened again, it was already sunset. Manager Gao came out and stood at the door shaking for a while.

His well pressed shirt had been deformed in the crowd, with his sleeves pulled up to his arm, and his suit coat was casually on his shoulder.

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

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

It was the afternoon when the children left school. The children pushed and pushed Wang residential building in twos and threes. They could also hear the sound of cooking on the nearby floor and the smell of the dishes.

He walked to the door to avoid the children riding bicycles, and his face stiffened when he saw the people standing at the gate of the community.

"Manager Gao, long time no see." Shuibei went to him, "did you have a good time? Would you like to have dinner together? "

During the rush hours after work and 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. At the same time, he urged: "Mr. Gao, eat it. I just ate some. I think the barbecue in this shop 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, your interests are really extensive. You didn't see it when you led us before." Shuibei slowly picked up a piece of lettuce and put bacon in the lettuce.

Chief executive Gao hesitated to get up, and then sat back. "I think it's 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, "Manager Gao, I just want to know what relationship you have with ye?"

She did not miss the shock on the other side's face when she heard "Ye Shi". She was more sure that there must be a connection between Gao manager and ye's.

"Manager Gao," she continued to exert pressure on the other side, "I know you like to play with this. You must need money very much. Coincidentally, I have money now. I can give you 10000 yuan, as long as you say it."

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

He said, took out his wallet, put the last one hundred yuan in the wallet on the table, and then left without looking back.

Shuibei is sitting on the table, looking at his back, lost in meditation. Director Gao's abnormal attitude just confirms 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 was paying attention to himself. Then he went upstairs.

When walking to the second floor stairs, a stack of randomly stacked money fell on the stairs, just looking at a thick pile.

He went to the pile of money in three steps and two steps. First he stretched out his legs and stepped on the money. Then he looked around. When he saw that there was no one up and down, he bent down to pick it up.

Rough count, there are more than 10000 yuan, this windfall let him happy bad, Chuai in the arms to go upstairs.

When he was young, his happy face was replaced by disappointment. The sun was setting outside. He didn't know what was cooking next door. The choking smoke floated out through the window of the stairway.

At the gate of the community, a Mercedes Benz is blocking the road at the gate of the community. Seeing Shuibei, his ugly face is even worse.

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

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