The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Yebo stepped forward and waved the man's hands away. He said coldly, "Don't touch her."

Qiubai trembled. She knew that Ye Nianmo could really do it. When the two men saw that young master ye did not say anything, they wanted to take a look at him and went forward to catch Yebo. The atmosphere was burning.

Ye nianmo sat expressionless, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him?

"Enough!" Qiubai stepped forward and pushed away the two men who were holding Yebo. Gasping for air, he said fiercely, "Yiyi went to america. I don't know exactly where, but even if you find her, she won't come back with you."

Ye Nianmo looked into her eyes with a fierce expression. Yebo knew that the young master had let Qiubai go, so he quickly grabbed Qiubai's arm and walked out. In front of the Ye group, Qiubai flung Yebo's hand away. "Don't touch me. Go find your young master."

Yebo didn't look good either. "Do you know how dangerous the situation was just now? You can't afford to provoke the Ye family. You know that?"

Qiubai trembled with anger. "Okay, I can't provoke the Ye family. I can hide. By the way, your surname is ye. I can hide too."

"Don't be unreasonable. Calm down." Ye bo was angry that she had lost her mind, but she did not expect this to make Qiubai even angrier. She stepped back, looked at him disappointedly, turned and ran.

Yebo's outstretched hand stopped in midair. He looked at Qiubai's back and finally dropped weakly.

Qiubai ran until she was exhausted and her mind was filled with self-blame. She had betrayed Ding Yiyi for Yebo just now. That was why she became so unreasonable and blamed Yebo for everything.

She took out her cell phone and hurriedly called Ding Yiyi. Listening to the busy tone, she was filled with anxiety and kept calling, "Yiyi, answer the phone!"

No one answered. Qiubai hung up the phone in disappointment. All he had to do was not find Ye Nianmo. If he did find Ding Yiyi this time, Ding Yiyi would not be able to run away.

In france, an old man was practicing in a private garden in high spirits, but his movements were out of place because of his uncoordinated body.

All of a sudden, his movements slowed down, and after thinking for a while, he still had no impression. He was so angry that he shouted, "Chinese girl, come here!"

His voice was so angry that the servants around him could not help but laugh. The master had no children, and his character was very strange before. No one dared to provoke him. They saw him hiding away. Ever since the appearance of the chinese girl, the manor was full of his voice, and it was much livelier.

The old man yelled for a while, and a girl with a ponytail hopped up and down, dressed in jeans and not wearing any makeup on her face.

"Master, I'm here!" When Ding Yiyi arrived in france, he found the old man who had met him once during the show. He was not only a fashion designer, but also a jewelry designer.

"Chinese girl, give me more practice. Your chinese kung fu is interesting and interesting, but it's too difficult." The old man said angrily.

Ding Yiyi comforted her, "Okay, okay, I'll practice it for you. Watch."

She took a deep breath and practiced tai chi. Ten minutes later, she stopped in a good mood. "Master, do you see clearly? What else don't you understand?"

Alin looked at her with a smile. "How are you? Are you feeling better now?"

Ding Yiyi paused, then understood what he was saying. Alin walked up to her and shook her ankle. "I don't know why you came here, but since you recognize me as your master, I have to take responsibility for you. I also hope to learn better than to reciprocate."

Ding Yiyi smiled bitterly. "Master, that's not what you say."

Alin blew his nose and glared. "Chinese is trouble!"

Elaine came running from not far away. His eyes were still fixed on Ding Yiyi. The admiration in his eyes was obvious. The old man snorted. "What a disgrace to the french. If you could see your hands like this, the world would have been a couple."

Elaine was used to Alin's vicious tongue and said, "Master, someone from the chinese side is here again. We are waiting for you in the conference room."

"You said you wouldn't promote their brand, so you rejected it." Alin impatiently lifted his foot and left. Elaine chased after Ding Yiyi, glanced at him and whispered, "This time it's someone from the Dongjiang city Ye family."

Someone from the Ye family? Alin quietly looked at Ding Yiyi, who was a few meters away and deep in thought. He vaguely knew that it was a disciple whose surname was ye who had betrayed his own. He and Elaine looked at each other and had a plan in their hearts.

"Let's go and have a look." Alin took a few steps and suddenly stopped. He turned his head and whispered, "Don't tell that girl."

"Don't tell me anything?" Ding Yiyi said in a strange voice behind them.

"Stinky girl, china says that impoliteness is ignored and impoliteness is suddenly heard. It's not good for you to be like this!" Alin was flabbergasted. He was about to have a heart attack just now.

Ding Yiyi's attention was indeed diverted. Chinese culture could not be ruined like this. She said solemnly, "Master, does this mean that a gentleman should not see what a gentleman should see and not listen to what a gentleman should hear? That's what a gentleman does."

Alin looked calm. "That's what I meant."

Ding Yiyi was shocked by his master's unreasonable words. He didn't wake up until they were far away. Did those two people seem to have a secret to hide from him?

In the conference room, ye bo sighed. Since the last time he and Qiubai parted, the other party really hated him. He was not the kind of person who would always take the initiative to attack, so the relationship between the two was so cold and stiff.

He sighed faintly. He frowned even more at the thought of finding a young master in the united states who had only returned home today after a week. A week ago, the young master went to the united states and even mobilized the forces of the Ye family. But no, in so many states, finding Ding Yiyi was like finding a needle in a haystack.

When the door was pushed open, Yebo immediately stood up. He had heard that the french old man was the same name as Mrs. Xia, but the old man was so eccentric that everyone who wanted to cooperate with him was rejected. However, his work was especially popular and popular, and miss Ding Yiyi was also here at the beginning, so the young master ordered that the core booth of International shopping centre should be left to this man. A french designer named Alin.

By the way, did miss Ding Yiyi show this person, that mean miss Ding Yiyi might be in france instead of the united states? He was shocked by his own thoughts and quickly denied it. The old man was too strange. Miss Ding Yiyi could not have crossed paths with him.

Outside the door, a fashionable old man in a red suit came in. Behind him was a tall french man. The man's deep blue eyes were very beautiful, so it was not enough at first glance.

Yebo was acutely aware that the two of them were hostile to him as soon as they entered the door. He was sure that they had never crossed paths before. He cleared his tone and said, "Hello, Mr. Alin."

"I'm not good. I'm not good at all. Alin blew his nose and glared at me. He didn't leave any face behind," Elaine said sarcastically. "It's okay. You're a guest from a long way away. Just be good yourself."

Yebo felt puzzled and suppressed his opponent's provocation. He continued, "I don't know if you've seen the plan to invite your brand to International shopping centre this time."

"I haven't seen it. Tell me again." Alin continued to say rudely. Elaine continued, "Please speak french. We don't understand chinese, and we don't speak english very well."

Yebo was sure that the two of them were definitely making things difficult for him. Just now, a french secretary said that Alin had read the documents, and although the old man's chinese was not very good, his english was very good, because his ancestors were of ordinary british descent, and the man next to him had been in china for many years. Both of them were prepared to make things difficult for themselves.

Yebo was angry, but he held on to the task that the young master had told him to complete. He endured it and said the plan in french from beginning to end. Finally, he asked, "Then we can start the discussion now."

Alin was trying to make things difficult for him. He nodded. "You're going to repeat the plan in english. I'm old and my ears aren't very good. I want to hear it again."

"Mr. Alin, we are definitely looking for you to cooperate with us this time. We believe that we have the push 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. I hope we can have a good communication next time."

Yebo packed up the documents, and he wanted to go back and investigate when the ye family had ever offended this french man, otherwise it would be useless to stay here.

Alin snorted as he watched the man leave. "I didn't expect that boy to have a good tolerance. I thought he would be pissed off by us in the first round."

"It's too cheap for him, or I'll find a few people on the way to give him some gifts from france." Elaine's eyes sparkled with cunning.

Alin glanced at him. "You're still young. You can't tell that the young man is good at it. It's not certain who will hit who," he said, looking at Elaine's disapproving face. "If you want to chase after my disciple, change your flirtatious nature."

Elaine curled her mouth and didn't listen to the old man at all. All she could think about was how to teach the man a lesson and then ask Ding Yiyi for credit.

Yebo drove until he was half naked and knew that there were bikers following him. The bikers were all big and fat, covered in tattoos, and had baseball bats in their hands. The bikes followed his speed. As long as he sped up, the speed of the car also increased.