The Little Maid and Her Domineering CEO

Without classes in the afternoon, Ding Yiyi ran into the internet cafe around the school, paid the money and typed the words "Hoi Cheuk Hin" into the computer.

Hoi Cheuk Hin, third place in the world piano competition, won the place in the mathematical olympiad, three were guaranteed to one of the University of z places, and countless awards.

Ding Yiyi looked at the various award winning news pages of Shanghai Zhuo Xuan, and his impression of the dandy had improved a little. Such an outstanding person, his character should not be any worse.

Ding Yiyi was about to turn it off when he accidentally clicked on a page and a screen called Hai Zhixuan popped up on his computer. The former assistant to the president of the Dongjiang chamber of commerce, the top ten outstanding young men in Dongjiang city, a new entrepreneur, was filled in by Hoi Cheuk Hin.

At the bottom of the page, Ding Yiyi was surprised to see that this person named Hai Zhixuan was dead. It was said that two mentally ill people had broken into the school and were shot.

Ding Yiyi was surprised to see the handsome face on the page, which was somewhat similar to Hoi Cheuk Hin's.

Fingers didn't know what to think, but somehow they typed "Ye Nianmo" on the keyboard."

Ye Nianmo, number one in the piano competition, was a renowned german musician who had been a pioneer of chinese teenagers to the white house to interact with the president of the united states. Taekwondo champion of the youth group.

Ding Yiyi could not help but widen her eyes as she looked at the honors one after another. She had no idea that a person under the age of 20 could get so many honors.

Just as he was about to flip down, the man sitting next to him suddenly gave a short cry. Ding Yiyi was surprised to see a tall, straight man with a crew cut grabbed the neck of the man sitting next to him coldly.

The man kept kicking his legs, trying to break the hand of the boy who was suppressing him. Ding Yiyi stared in shock, hesitating whether he should call the police or not.

"Stop fighting here." An old lady, who looked like she was helping the children look after the shop, said shakily with a cane.

The boy with a flat head looked at the old man, nodded silently, and left the internet cafe with a man half a head taller than him.

Ding Yiyi thought, even after fighting openly, he could still respect the old and love the young. He shook his head and wanted to go online. His eyes caught sight of his nokia phone falling to the ground and it was cracked.

Oh my god, this is a cell phone that means a lot to her. Although it's only a thousand yuan, it's also made up of money and meaning.

We must make those two pay! Ding Yiyi gritted his teeth and quickly got off the plane.

All the way to the alley, Ding Yiyi heard a man screaming in the alley.

The man was forced into a corner and couldn't fight back. The boy kept beating him without saying anything.

"Please, don't hit me. Who are you? I don't know you." The man was beaten to tears, and he thought about it hundreds of times, but he still didn't know who the boy in front of him was.

"Did you steal my mother's wallet?" Ye Chuyun picked up the man's collar and asked.

"I may have stolen your mother's wallet, but you have to tell me who your mother is!" The man covered his eyes and asked miserably.

"Hai Qingqing!" Ye Chuyun wanted to beat this man up again. Hai Qingqing went to the mall to buy clothes. The pickpocket pretended to hit him and stole his wallet. There was a picture of hai qingqing and Mo Xiaojun in the wallet. It was Hai Qingqing's favorite. Hai Qingqing didn't eat dinner for this.

He squatted for a week. I finally caught this man. The man thought for a moment. It seemed that there was a man named hai qingqing among the people who had been walking away recently. He was very impressed because there was a gold card in his wallet.

"Little brother, I've spent almost all the money. I really can't pay it back. Why don't you beat me up again?" The thief was not so worried when he knew that the owner had come to his house. Anyway, the owners would not cut off your hands and feet like the debtors if you didn't hand over the money.

"I don't want the money inside. I want the photos inside." Ye Chuyun said with a frown.

When the man heard it, he didn't want to pay for it. As long as the photo was great, it was useless for him to keep it.

"Okay, okay, I live near here. I'll take you there." The man nodded quickly.

"Wait a minute. You can't leave." After listening to the two of them, Ding Yiyi stood up and blocked their way.

Ye Chuyun looked at Ding Yiyi in silence. Ding Yiyi shook his phone that had been smashed in two and said angrily, "You broke my phone in the internet cafe. Now I want you to pay for it."

Ye Chuyun's eyes fell on the phone in Ding Yiyi's hand, nodded his head, punched the man in the stomach, and said in a deep voice, "Half for one!"

The man bent over in pain, clutching his stomach. Ye Chuyun was already scolding him half to death. He saw that his mother's wallet was filled with thousands of yuan at once. With that gold card, it was obvious why the rich second generation had to share a few hundred yuan mobile phone with him.

Ding Yiyi was very satisfied with the result. He walked to Ye Chuyun and said with a smile, "Then let's go. I can only follow you until I get the money."

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?" Ye Chuyun was a little curious. When a girl saw this scene, she should not avoid it. She seemed not afraid at all.

"That's the phone that money pushes up. Anyway, I'm going to take the money." Ding Yiyi said, knowing in her heart that she wasn't telling the truth, she would be so bold to follow a completely unknown Ye Chuyun just because the other party was lecturing a man for a photo that her mother valued. A filial boy's character wouldn't be so bad.

Ye Chuyun didn't say anything about Ding Yiyi's statement. He nodded, took the man's collar and walked out.

The three of them were walking in the street one after another. On the road, there were girls secretly looking at Mo Xiaojun. Mo Xiaojun looked at him coldly and coldly.

Ding Yiyi looked around. She had never been to this street before, so it was a little strange. There was a poster in front of the french window on the side of the road.

On the poster, a ridiculously beautiful woman smiled and wore a beautiful ring in her slender fingers.

"Xia Yihan, a famous jewelry designer, will present the design concept to the audience face to face. There are only fifteen people in the room."

Ye Chuyun walked to the traffic light and inadvertently turned his head, not seeing Ding Yiyi following him. With a glance, Ding Yiyi stood in front of a cafe, holding a notebook and not knowing what to copy from the poster.

Ye Chuyun quietly walked to Ding Yiyi's side, looked at Xia Yihan's poster and asked ding yiyi.

"You like her?"

"Well, my dream is to be able to design exquisite jewelry just like her, to make the person wearing it more beautiful." Ding Yiyi looked at Xia Yihan in admiration.

Ye Chuyun glanced at the address of the ticket on the poster. Ding Yiyi had already put away the book and raised his hand, "Let's go. Hurry up and get my phone money back. I have to work part-time tonight."

Half an hour later, Ye Chuyun managed to find Hai Qingqing's wallet in a pile of wallets and walked out of the man's house. Ding Yiyi called Ye Chuyun, "You just left?"

Ye Chuyun looked at Ding Yiyi strangely. If he didn't leave now, was he still waiting for lunch? Besides, the money was already lost to Ding Yiyi, who gave him an extra five hundred yuan.

"Shouldn't we call the police and arrest him in case he harms people again?" Ding Yiyi was a little angry. The boy in front of him looked very filial.

"Everyone has their own way of life, and he's capable of surviving this way." Ye Chuyun said faintly.

Ding Yiyi walked up to Ye Chuyun and reached out his hand. "No matter what, I can't let him harm people like this. How many people might be waiting for that money to buy things? Lend me your phone. I must call the police."

Ye Chuyun gave the phone to Ding Yiyi irrefutably. Ding Yiyi fiddled with the button for a long time, but in the end, Ye Chu yun helped.

After successfully calling the police, Ding Yiyi returned the phone to Ye Chuyun and left with satisfaction. Ye Chuyun shrugged. On his phone was a text message from Hai Qingqing saying that Xia Yihan was coming back in two days to remind him.

Thinking of Xia Yihan, Ye Chuyun was still very happy. Compared to Hai Qingqing's gentleness, Xia Yihan had a little more fortitude, like a strong flower in the wind. Ye Chuyun had sworn as a child to look for a girl like Xia Yihan.

Coincidentally, there was a jade shopping mall on the street around. Ye Chuyun wanted to bring Xia Yihan a stone or two.

Crossing the street, Ye Chuyun was surprised to see Ding Yiyi lying on the counter choosing something.

Ding Yiyi didn't see Ye Chuyun, and Ye Chuyun wasn't going to call Ding Yiyi. The clerk happened to take out the phone model Ding Yiyi wanted. Ye Chuyun glanced at it. Wasn't this the nokia model that had been started by Ding Yiyi?

Ye Chuyun was a little surprised. Not all the girls nowadays like very cute things. He specially gave some more money. It's not a problem to buy a better cell phone with that money.

After paying the bill, Ding Yiyi turned around with his phone and saw Ye Chuyun who had not left in time.

Ye Chu yun pointed to the same price next to the phone, but it was obviously much prettier and said, "That one is also very good."

Ding Yiyi shrugged and carefully put the phone away, "My first phone was from my mother. It was this model. After her death, I never changed my phone. I only brought this model."

Ye Chuyun was a little surprised. Ding Yiyi looked at his watch and exclaimed, "Oh my god! I'm late! I'm late!"

Waving at ye Chu Yun, Ding Yiyi ran directly into a bus that was facing him. Ye Chuyun looked at Ding Yiyi who was startled, and a smile appeared on his silent face.

At 10 pm, Ding Yiyi dragged his tired body home, not expecting the vase in the Di hao hotel bathroom to be so expensive! The idea was that if she had to earn living expenses, she would have to pay in installments for half a year.

Just lying on the bed with a sore body, Song Mengjie's phone call had already come, and Song Mengjie's voice on the phone could not help but be excited.

"Yiyi, you're a designer. You always have a better eye than me. What do you think I should wear to go out? Why don't you pick one for me?"

Ding Yiyi was tired, but when he heard that Song Mengjie needed him, he got up and said,

"Sure! I'll be at your house in an hour."