The Queen of Sky Price Plays Miracle

Chapter 8 Enchanting
At this moment, a woman dressed as a typical professional elite in a suit walked up to Ye Xin and said politely: "Miss Ye, your emerald material is not good enough, but the color is good, our boss wants to ask you What kind of price do you want?"

Ye Xin was not stupid enough to ask the white-collar woman how she knew her surname was Ye. With the title of white-collar, she was naturally not inferior in her ability to handle affairs. Asking her Ye Xin's name was a trivial matter for her.

What she cares about is whether this white-collar woman, or the boss behind this white-collar woman, is the big fish she wants to catch.

So, she asked lightly: "I don't know what kind of price your boss likes?"

The white-collar woman subconsciously glanced to the side.

Ye Xin followed her gaze, and her eyes fell on a black car parked by the side of the road.This kind of car has always been known for its low-key luxury. The windows are comparable to bulletproof glass, and the inside cannot be seen from the outside, but the outside can be seen clearly from the inside.

Intuitively, the boss of the white-collar woman is the owner of this car, and Ye Xin is sure that he has caught a very, very big fish this time.

After the white-collar woman took a look, she smiled and said to Ye Xin: "Our boss seems to want to talk to Ms. Ye in person. I don't know what Ms. Ye wants?"

Ye Xin's palms were a little sweaty, but she remained calm and nodded calmly.

"Miss Ye, please."

Ye Xin followed the white-collar woman towards the car, stopped about five meters away from the car, and the white-collar woman stepped forward to open the car door.

On the light blue leather car seat, an unrealistically beautiful man tilted his head slightly and smiled at Ye Xin.

For a moment, Ye Xin had the illusion that she was so beautiful that she could suffocate her.

If Wei Jin with exquisite facial features is an angel shining with holy light, then this man with charming eyebrows and eyes is an evildoer wrapped in a depraved aura.

Compared with angels who are so holy that people dare not touch them, evildoers have a stronger attraction.

Ye Xin even doubted that if the man asked for the jade in her hand, would she eagerly offer it with both hands.

"Miss Ye, my surname is Duan. I can't stand up on my legs. I'm sorry for my rudeness."

A male voice as pure as a mountain spring flowed through Ye Xin's hearing, and her nails dug into the palm of her hand, so she did not lose her composure and said calmly, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter, uh, your leg?"

"Congenital disability." Duan Yunhao said indifferently.

But Ye Xin felt that a thunderbolt had struck the sunny day.

Disabled, disabled, such a beautiful man, his legs can't move, my God, how can God be so cruel.

Ye Xin fell into a state of righteous indignation for Duan Yunhao's grievances, completely out of this dimension, so Duan Yunhao even called "Miss Ye" twice but failed to bring her back to her senses.

A long time later, when Ye Xin and Duan Yunhao had an essential understanding of each other and became friends who could talk about everything, Ye Xin asked curiously what Duan Yunhao thought of her when they first met her.

At that time, Yunhao was lying on the bed lazily stretching, and while instructing Ye Xin to feed him the cut fruit, he casually said: "At that time, I thought you were the same as that squatting next to the Yaxuan holding the emerald and giggling." Just like a silly old man, the only difference is that you are younger."

Ye Xin paused, and then slapped the juicy orange on Duan Yunhao's face.

"Miss Ye? Miss Ye?" Duan Yunhao called out twice, but Ye Xin didn't return to his senses.

Duan Yunhao's gaze shifted from the silly old man squatting at the door of Yaxuan to Ye Xin, whose head was wrapped in thick gauze, with a clear look in his eyes, he signaled his secretary to call Ye Xin.

The white-collar woman dutifully approached Ye Xin and said loudly, "Miss Ye, our CEO is calling for you."

"Ah, oh, uh, I'm sorry." Ye Xin finally woke up from her imagination and replied awkwardly.

Duan Yunhao unobtrusively compared "five" to the white-collar woman, and the white-collar woman understood, and said to Ye Xin: "Miss Ye, how about 50?"

Ye Xin froze for a moment, then realized that the white-collar woman's 50 yuan was referring to the piece of jade in her hand, and she couldn't help but secretly startled.

Things bought for 5000 yuan can be sold for 50 yuan, which is even worse than huge profits.

Seeing that Ye Xin didn't speak, Duan Yunhao thought she thought the price was too low, so he looked at the white-collar woman.

The white-collar woman understood, and said, "Miss Ye, the price offered by our President Duan is the most reasonable price that Di Ruige can offer. I wonder what Miss Ye thinks?"

What do you think?What do you think?Ye Xin just wants to find a place where no one is around, put her hands on her hips and laugh, 50 yuan, counting the money must be counted to the hand.

"I have no problem with the price." Despite trying her best to endure, Ye Xin still showed a smile on her face and said, "It's a pleasure to cooperate with you."

"Miss Ye was just joking, it's not a cooperation, it's just a deal that satisfies everyone." The white-collar woman who had always been polite and polite finally said this suddenly.

Ye Xin was a little dissatisfied when she heard the words, although you are a big company, you don't have to look down on people like this.

Duan Yunhao was also a little surprised, he didn't expect his secretary to say such words without his permission.Could this attitude be showing him that those people from the headquarters didn't really come to help Duan Yunhao.

Thinking of this, Duan Yunhao said coldly to the white-collar woman: "Xiao Lin, does the training course at Dirige headquarters only teach you to be arrogant?"

"The president blamed me wrongly. I just want to state a fact."

The white-collar woman's posture was low, but her words were not polite at all, and the sneer on Duan Yunhao's mouth raised another angle.

Ye Xin witnessed this short confrontation from the side, and saw something.

The white-collar female slaves from the head office are bullying the master. It is rumored that Di Ruige, one of the top ten jewelry stores in the world, is facing a critical period of transition from the old to the new. It must be true that the evil president is facing oppression from representatives of various interests. I don't know who can have the last laugh in this battle between the old and the new.

Forget it, anyway, the intrigue between these big people is not something a small person like her can participate in, so she should take her own reward and leave.

(End of this chapter)