After the Divorce, I Inherited the Property In the Game

"Eunhui~~!"

"The president just called me."

Seeing Yin Enhui's nonchalant expression, Song Meihui couldn't help but remind her.

Although the president dotes on them.

But you can't just cause trouble to the president just because of this.

This is just the beginning.

Song Meihui really didn't want to leave any bad impression on the president, who looked pretty good at the moment.

It's just that Song Meihui's ideas are still too conservative.

She just finished reminding Yin Enhui.

Not only was this girl not nervous, she actually said to Song Meihui with a happy face: "Sister? Did you say that the president just called you?"

"Does he know what's going on here?"

"Is he coming back?"

"Oh my god, I really hope the president will come and slap these dogs in the face for looking down on others."

All right!

Yin Enhui now worships Yang Hao beyond measure.

After all, compared to the newly appointed first secretary Song Meihui, her little assistant has truly experienced the strength of the president.

In every aspect.

And pretending to be X is only one of them.

The second reason why Yin Eunhui is so excited is.

What she just looked at was a low-end luxury car worth 100-200 million kimchi coins.

If this president had grown up, would his dream of a sports car come true today?

The more she thought about this, the more uncontrollable the curve of Yin Enhui's mouth became.

Song Meihui seemed to have guessed Yin Enhui's little thoughts, and rolled her eyes helplessly and said: "The president asked me to give him a position!"

"Enhui."

"As a sister, I still have to remind you about some things."

"Although the president dotes on us, it's best not to do anything that would make the president unhappy."

Song Meihui's words are definitely well-intentioned.

Because from the current point of view.

This little assistant who has had in-depth exchanges with Chairman Yang Hao will definitely follow Yang Hao in the future.

If she did something too outrageous.

There is no guarantee that one day he will be thrown into the cold palace by the president.

Because of this kind of thing, I have worked at MS for so many years.

She has been in this circle for so many years.

I have seen too much.

"Okay sister!"

"Of course I know how to measure things."

"Don't worry, I know what to do and what not to do."

Of course Yin Enhui knew that Song Meihui was good to her.

But Yin Enhui could tell it from the way his president looked at Song Mihui.

This boss sister of mine will definitely become a member of the president's harem in the future.

And what about yourself?

He was just a little follower. It was too late to fawn over this sister. How could he disobey her?

But even though I say this, I still hope in my heart that it will last forever.

Even if you can't upgrade yourself to a sports car, it's a dream for many girls to see how grown-up they are.

After all, this kind of plot can only be seen in novels.

"It's good that you know!" Looking at the weird Yin Enhui, Song Meihui could only roll her eyes at her, and then took out her mobile phone again and sent Yang Hao's WeChat message to Yang Hao's location and related information. Hao.

What followed was a long wait for Song Meihui with her daughter and Yin Enhui, who was looking forward to Yang Hao's arrival.

I don’t know how much time passed.

Just when Song Meihui herself was getting impatient with waiting.

The originally closed glass door of the lounge suddenly opened.

However, the person who came was not Yang Hao, but the salesperson who had previously said that he would go find a professional to evaluate the car.

The saleswoman was good-looking, with a hot figure, and was wearing a black OL outfit with a wide open neckline.

As soon as he entered the lounge, he smiled and said to Song Meihui who was sitting there: "Ms. Song! Sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

"The evaluation report over there has been made."

"Look."

"Just say it!" Song Meihui now hated the face of the saleswoman in front of her.

certainly.

Although she hated it, she was also glad that she could get this matter settled before Yang Hao came.

Otherwise, she would feel very embarrassed when Yang Hao really came.

"Okay!" The female salesperson didn't care at all about the trace of disgust in Song Meihui's eyes. Instead, she opened the report sheet in her hand with a smile and said to Song Meihui:

"Ms. Song!"

“After evaluation by our store’s professional technicians and third-party appraisals.”

"The final compensation items for the Pagani Zonda supercar are as follows!"

"First: the cost of repairing the paint of this vehicle."

"Because this car needs to be returned to the place of origin for repair, it will also include freight, national customs duties, maintenance fees and other items."

"The total planting cost is about 320 million kimchi coins!"

"What?" Before the saleswoman could finish her words, either Song Meihui or Yin Eunhui appeared.

Even his daughter Song Qiaoen.

They all looked at the proud saleswoman in front of them with shocked expressions.

350 million pickle coins?

The Porsche Paname they just looked at cost just over 200 million kimchi coins.

They knew that the Typhoon Son would definitely be expensive to repair.

But if you come and go, it will cost 350 million to repair a piece of paint.

I can almost buy two Porsche Pammers.

Why are you asking someone to repair your car? Is this a naked extortion?

In fact, Song Mihui and Yin Eunhui all misunderstood this female salesperson.

first.

The maintenance cost for a top-end limited edition sports car like the Zonda is certainly not cheap.

And it is indeed necessary to return to the place of origin.

But the bad thing about this saleswoman is that she doesn't know anything about cars.

That little girl was the vehicle paint that Song Qiaoen accidentally scratched.

It's actually just a little scratch on the rear carbon fiber spoiler of the Zonda.

Although it will definitely have an impact, as long as it is handled carefully by professionals.

It can be done for a few million pickle coins, and there is no need for any repairs at all.

She was just trying to trick Song Meihui and the others.

Song Meihui: "Why so much money?"

Song Qiaoen: "Mom~~!"

Yin Eunhui: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

"Guys, please be patient! I haven't finished talking about the related compensation fees yet!" The salesperson had actually been prepared for the three women's current expressions and attitudes.

But she was in no hurry.

She likes to see others anxious.

"What else?" Song Meihui really frowned this time.

"Of course!" The salesperson nodded.

Then he flipped through some report sheets again and said to Song Meihui: "Because this car is a reserved car."

"So about the time of delay, and the depreciation charges on the vehicle."

"About 1.5 billion pickle coins are needed."

"Hiss~~~!"

A series of gasping sounds instantly came from the mouths of Song Meihui and Yin Enhui.

The previous maintenance fee of 350 million pickle coins was enough to surprise them.

The current depreciation expense is 1.5 billion, this...

Forget about buying a car.

It’s enough to buy a top-notch apartment in the capital.

That’s less than 2 billion in fees.

"Ms. Song!"

"I don't know if you want to pay by credit card or cash?"

The female news reporter looked at the shocked expressions of the women, and felt extremely happy inside.

A small secretary or assistant dared to come to their car dealership to look at the car.

Who do you really think you are?

"Swipe your card~~!"

But just when the saleswoman looked proud, Song Meihui and the other girls looked frosty.

Suddenly, a masculine voice came from behind the saleswoman.

"President?"

"President?" "Eh?"

When the sound reached the ears of Song Meihui and Yin Eunhui, their expressions changed instantly.

However, Song Mihui's expression became a little guilty, while Yin Enhui's expression was full of surprise.

Even before Song Meihui got up, Yin Enhui got up directly, pushed away the confused saleswoman, and flew straight towards the tall figure standing in the sales hall.

"President~~!"

"That saleswoman bullies people."

Yin Enhui did not dare to throw herself directly into Yang Hao's arms, but her charming eyes that could be stretched into silk were always tightly connected to Yang Hao's body.

That's right.

The person who spoke was none other than Yang Hao.

Yang Hao looked at Yin Enhui, who looked happy next to him, and then at the saleswoman standing at the door.

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"Who are you?"

“You said you should just swipe your card?”

"Do you know where this is?"

Saleswoman Li Lizhen, who finally came to her senses, roared at Yang Hao with an unhappy look on her face.

But Yang Hao did not pay attention to her immediately. Instead, he passed by her, came to the lounge, and sat down directly on the sofa that originally belonged to Yin Enhui.

And this position is also next to where Song Meihui stood up just now.

"President~~!"

Song Meihui's pretty face now looked full of guilt.

Song Qiaoen, who did not stand up and was sitting next to his mother, looked curiously at the domineering and handsome Yang Hao sitting there.

This Oppa is so handsome.

Is this the president of the Chinese Congress that my mother was talking about?

You speak kimchi so well!

"This is not a company!"

"Sit down~~!"

Yang Hao simply patted the sofa next to him.

Song Meihui immediately sat next to Yang Hao obediently.

"I was just talking to you."

"Who are you?"

Li Lizhen still had the same crazy attitude just now.

But now, although the attitude remains the same, my heart is a little uneasy.

After all, Yang Hao's momentum is not like that of an ordinary small boss.

"Let what you say here have the final say."

"I don't want to waste my words with people like you!"

After two simple words, Yang Hao didn't even look at the female salesperson.

Yang Hao has long passed the time when he had nothing to do and pretended to be slapped in the face.

Yang Hao now.

I just want to use the simplest and crudest way to solve the current problem as soon as possible.

Because this kind of character looks down upon others, the more you explain to her, the more she will try to show off to you.

So when Yang Hao came over, he went straight to the topic.

"You" Li Lizhi originally wanted to retort.

But when she just opened her mouth, she was instantly frightened by the casual look of the male protagonist in front of her and swallowed all her words.

"I don't want to say what I said a third time."

"Call the real people in charge."

"Otherwise you will end up miserable."

Yes, this is Yang Hao's domineering attitude in Kimchi Country.

Not to mention you are a small salesperson.

Even if they are the second-generation chaebols, Yang Hao still controls them.

"I, I, I know."

I don’t know if Yang Hao opened the BUFF or if he has undergone transformation over time.

Now Yang Hao, when he releases the kind of aura that truly belongs to a superior, it is really not something that ordinary people can withstand.

With two simple words, the saleswoman who had been extremely arrogant and proud just now could only run away in despair under the gaze of her young colleague.

"President~~! You are so handsome!"

The assistant Yin Enhui, who was already impressed by Yang Hao's domineering attitude, would have knelt down in front of Yang Hao's trousers and held up the scepter that represented authority had it not been for the underage Song Qiaoen.

"I'm sorry, President. I."

The more Yang Hao behaves like this, the more guilty Song Meihui feels. No matter how unreasonable the salesperson was, they were the ones who caused the scratches on other people's vehicles.

"Why are you saying sorry?" Yang Hao just glanced at Song Meihui.

Of course, this glance also saw the face of little Song Meihui, who was somewhat similar to Song Meihui.

Is this Song Meihui's daughter?

What an out-and-out beauty.

However, Yang Hao did not stare helplessly at his daughter, who was still in her third year of high school, but finally laid his eyes on Song Meihui's pretty face.

"I, the truth is..." Song Meihui, who was a little panicked by Yang Hao's gaze and her heart was beating wildly, was about to explain what just happened.

But Yang Hao waved his hand and interrupted him, and said: "No need to explain so much."

"There is nothing wrong with being my secretary."

"Only right!"

"Just leave the rest to me."

Invisible pretense is the most deadly.

The two words Yang Hao spoke again made Yin Enhui feel that her legs were weak.

And Song Qiaoen, who had always regarded himself as a bystander, looked at the handsome uncle sitting next to his mother with bright eyes.

So handsome.

That Jin Manxiu, how can he compare with the uncle in front of him.

Are all Chinese men so handsome?

"Good president~~!" Song Meihui herself didn't know what to say. She could only lower her face slightly, her pretty face reddened by Yang Hao's domineering attitude.

Yang Hao, who had already begun to listen to his heart, only raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

There are only two words in my mind: take it easy.

However, Yang Hao didn't make it so obvious. He just said calmly to Song Meihui who lowered her head: "Check which property or company this car dealership belongs to."

"The person who bullied me."

"Have you asked me?"

All right!

Pretending is indeed addictive.

In Yang Hao's eyes, the current chaebols in Kimchi Country are just like that.

"Yes, President!" Song Meihui nodded quickly and started to take out her mobile phone, intending to use her connections to find out who owned this car dealership.

Yang Hao was quietly waiting for the real manager of the car dealership to come over.

The saleswoman who left did not keep Yang Hao waiting.

Less than 10 minutes.

The saleswoman who had just left came to the lounge with a fat man with a big belly and a black suit.

"Hello sir!"

"I am Director Xiao Song of this car dealership."

"I wonder if there is anything you need to see me about, sir?"

The fat man was not as humble as he imagined, but was actually polite on the surface.

Because he did not recognize that the extraordinary man in front of him was from a conglomerate in Kimchi Country.

All right.

In other words, people didn't recognize who Yang Hao was.

Although he is polite, it is because of his profession.

But when he saw Yang Hao, he originally thought it was some chaebol young man coming to cause trouble. Now it seems that it is not as dangerous as he imagined.

But that's just what he thinks.

Because right after he spoke.

The female secretary sitting next to the man spoke to the man.

"President."

"Found it."

"This car dealership belongs to the Song family."

"Oh? That's it!" Yang Hao heard Song Meihui say that this car dealership belongs to the Song family.

A strange smile suddenly appeared on the handsome face that was originally calm.

I originally planned to meet again in the evening.

It is estimated that it can be brought forward.

Thinking of this, Yang Hao did not immediately answer the sales director who made him feel sick. Instead, he took out his phone.

As for what to do with the phone.

Of course I called the second-generation son of the old Song family. (End of chapter)