2172: C2172 Marry of the Wealthy Class 2099

C2172 Marry of the Wealthy Class 2099

The atmosphere was better now. Ye Shuimo didn't treat these people like troublesome potatoes, and once she started chatting, she treated them like ordinary grandfathers, telling them some interesting stories about her time at school.

"And then, after that person tripped, you pounced on him?" Zhou Dong's daughter and grandson were both abroad. He was usually alone, but now he was listening to it the most seriously.

"I pounced on him and even saved him. After all, I'm a black section of karate." Saying that, Ye Shuimo felt a little depressed again. "Unfortunately, I still haven't passed the exam."

Everyone felt somewhat regretful as they consoled him, saying that in the future, they could enter the chairman class or directly apply to a foreign school.

Hearing that the topic was getting further and further away, Mr. Zhao coughed and said, "Director Ye, we are on your side now. If there's anything, you can also come and discuss it with us."

Ye Shuimo was currently eating some shrimp dumplings. "There's nothing going on for now."

Everyone looked at each other, wondering if they still didn't believe their performance. Director Ye felt that it wasn't time yet, so he got the waiter to bring a glass of red wine over and poured Ye Shuimo a glass.

"Come on, have some red wine first."

"I can't drink." Ye Shuimo refused.

Director Zhao laughed, "CEO, how can I not drink? In the future, when I take up that position, I will have to be entertained. Headquarters can get the General Manager to help block the bars for you."

The moment she heard her brother's name, Ye Shuimo immediately changed her character to stand from her brother's position. She thought about how her brother would definitely not be willing to help her block the liquor!

She picked up a few glasses and poured them into the cup. Her cheeks were red. These directors of the board looked at her and saw that she had only drunk half a cup. Was she drunk?

"Director Ye?"

Ye Shuimo opened her eyes wide, "I'm not Director Ye, I'm Ye Shuimo! I like big brother! "

Everyone looked at each other. They were sure that this person was drunk. Mr. Zhao rolled his eyes, took out a document and put it on the table, "Director Ye, I will tell you clearly, if you want to be the real President of Ye Group, we will be very supportive. Right now, we only need you to sign on this document."

His words didn't even reach Ye Shuimo's ears as she giggled foolishly. She lowered her head to look at the fluttering words on the paper, took the pen that he handed to her, and signed on the paper in a daze.

Director Zhao closed the document, feeling extremely excited. He had finally settled this matter and had helped Miss Soong with this favor.

When the directors saw that the eldest young miss really had a low tolerance for alcohol, how could they still dare to persuade her to drink? They didn't dare to eat for too long either. By 9 o'clock, the table was dismissed.

"First Miss, shall I send you back to the Ye Family?" The people of Zhao did not dare to leave a little ancestor outside to dry.

Ye Shuimo nodded her head. She was still conscious and just felt drunk, "I have to find Sam. I have something to return to him."

Who was Sam? Director Zhao's heart was in pain, so he could only agree. Seeing this, the other directors also dispersed and went home.

In the car, Mr. Zhao drove. Looking at the fork in the road in front of them, he asked, "Miss, should we take the left or the right path?"

Ye Shuimo narrowed her eyes for a moment and said with confidence, "To the right!"

As the car turned to the right, he heard another voice say, "It's not right!"

Mr. Zhao felt really bitter in his heart. He could not make a turn here, so he had to make a big turn to the left. At the next intersection, he learnt his lesson and asked, "Miss, where are we going?"

"To the right!"

He nodded, but the car didn't move. He only started the car after he was sure that the other person didn't want to talk anymore. As a result, a red light flashed and the car was caught.

He finally arrived at the barbeque shop that Ye Shuimo mentioned with great difficulty and wiped the sweat off his forehead. He felt that this trip had been arduous.

Ye Shuimo staggered a little because she was drunk. Zhao Dong was afraid that someone would fall down, so he quickly got out of the car to help.

"What are you trying to do!" With a roar of rage, Yan Mingyao threw the plate in his hands and rushed over, grabbing the person and pressing him onto the car.

He had just seen Ye Shuimo's hands being held by this old man in perfect condition, and he had even wanted to hug her to see if he would beat this pervert to death!

Sam also saw it and immediately ran over to help Ye Shuimo. "Dad, she seems to be drunk!"

Yan Mingyao raised his fist to hit Ye Shuimo. Mr. Zhao immediately looked at Ye Shuimo and said, "Director Ye, say something!"

Ye Shuimo was so confused that she said in a daze, "Eh, Mr. Zhao, why are you here?" "Is the prawn delicious?"

Only then did Yan Mingyao let go of the other person. When he heard that the other person specifically delivered the drunk Ye Shuimo, he immediately smiled and pulled the other person to go eat barbecue.

Mr. Zhao had had a rough night, and now he just wanted to go home. He kept pushing it away and got in the car to run.

The barbeque store had been doing very well for the past two years. Yan Mingyao had made an expansion of the two stores beside him, invited barbecues and errands, developed take-out, and even had a lounge.

In the lounge, Sam poured some tea for Ye Shuimo to drink. Ye Shuimo was a good girl as well, drinking the tea slowly and quietly.

Yan Mingyao was worried, "Why did this child go out on a social meetup on his own? It's really hard work. Luckily, they are all old employees of the company. What if we meet someone with ill intentions?"

After talking for a while, there were customers outside calling for their boss. This was the best time for business, so he quickly went out to get Sam to take care of it.

When Ye Shuimo saw Sam, she woke up. She took out the ring from her bag and put it in Sam's hand, "Take it. This thing can't be dropped again. You should lock it in the safe."

Sam looked at the ring that was warmed by his body's temperature and felt bitter. Ye Shuimo was his first love, so he didn't know if it was a heartbreak because she wasn't in love with someone else.

"My head hurts."

"I'll get you some water right away."

He hurriedly stood up, but his eyes were glued to the latter's gorgeous lip and even had a touch of white in his collar. Ye Shuimo was wearing a training uniform and her long legs were slightly spread apart.

"Shuimo." He swallowed and lowered his head as he approached, his blue eyes filled with nervousness.

He wanted to kiss her.

Ye Shuimo's cheek was pushed away by her burning palm. She grumbled in dissatisfaction, "Don't get so close to me. It's very hot!"

The courage he had just now was pushed away. Sam hurriedly straightened his body and blushed. He then nodded and left immediately.

It was very noisy outside, mainly because a table of guests had already gotten drunk when they arrived. At this moment, there was a loud commotion and they even brought out a deck of cards.

The runner asked the boss for instructions on what to do. A few customers at the table had already complained that the other side was too noisy.

The more he talked to them, the more it made sense, which made more sense. Thus, he got the shop assistant to bring some snacks to the customers at each table, the more males, the more they would send a bottle of beer, the more females, they would send a plate of peanuts.

The shop assistant thought for a moment and could not help but send a bottle of beer to these people, but the other side slapped the table and stood up, "How does a shop assistant like you do things? Do you think we can't afford beer? If we drag it out, we might as well go back into your mother's stomach and reconstruct it."

"Dear customer, please be careful when you speak."

The drunk man turned his head and laughed, "This is a foreigner. He actually came to earn money from our country. He can speak English, right? Let's hear him out."

Sam didn't want to argue with these people. The moment he turned around, the drunkard behind him wanted to grab him. As soon as his shoulder touched the drunk, he was pulled by the wrist.

"You dare hit me!" The drunkard was tipsy and wanted to find trouble with Sam. Many customers had left already. Yan Mingyao felt his heart ache and became even more angry at these drunkards.

Those who were with the drunkard saw that their companion couldn't defeat the other party, so they decided to step forward to help. Just as they took two steps, a gust of wind blew past their cheeks, and a pair of high heels were just a few millimeters away from the tip of their nose.

Ye Shuimo smiled at him slightly and pressed the tip of her foot against his nose mercilessly. "Uncle, taking advantage of him is not a good thing."

Seeing the two of them fighting with the drunkards, the clerk nervously asked the boss, "How is it? Should I call the police? "

Yan Mingyao waved his hand, "No need, we won't lose out on our own. It just depends on how bad those drunkards get in the end."2

Ye Shuimo was so excited by the call that her phone dropped to the floor. The employee quickly ran over to pick it up and passed it to the owner.

Coincidentally, his phone rang. Yan Mingyao picked it up after seeing that it was the eldest son of Ye Family.

"Hello?"

The voice on the other end of the line paused, then quickly calmed down, "You are? Where's Ye Shuimo? Why is it so noisy over there? "

"I'm you, Uncle Yan. Don't worry, Shuimo and Sam are lecturing someone."

"Alright, I'll be right over. Sorry for the hassle."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Miao soon arrived at the barbeque store. The restaurant had already been cleaned up. Ye Shuimo was sitting obediently on a chair drinking tea.

Ye Miao quickly swept a glance at the others and saw that there were no big problems. He then said to Yan Mingyao, "Sorry for disturbing you, sister."

"It's fine, take her away. But you have to take care of her as well. Don't force her too much just because she's President of Ye Group." Yan Mingyao waved his hand.

Ye Shuimo had long since slipped in front of her brother, laughing foolishly as she held the latter's arm.

Yan Mingyao looked at his soulless son and sighed. Yan Family was this life, the life of begging for love!

The Porsche was parked outside the barbeque store. Ye Miao put the driver down, closed the door, and walked to the driver's seat.

"Brother Ye." Sam followed him. He felt that Brother Ye was angry.

Ye Miao put his hand on the car window, and with a stern expression, he said, "Ye Family will not judge her about her love life, but a relationship needs to at least ensure that she won't get hurt. For things like fighting today, I hope it won't happen again.

"I got it!" Sam felt embarrassed and felt a little motivated. At least Brother Ye acknowledged him!

Ye Family, Ye Miao drove the car into the garage, and shook the people who were in a daze, "Get off."

He got out of the car and saw that the other person was still holed up in the car, not getting out. He said coquettishly, "Big brother will carry me."

Ye Miao raised his eyebrows, "You can try sleeping here for one night. Later, I'll get a servant to bring you a blanket."

He went straight to the bathroom, and just as he was about to sleep, someone knocked on the door. Madame Meng looked anxious. "Why is the young miss still not back yet?"

In the garage, Ye Shuimo smiled happily at the approaching figure and stretched out her arms towards him. "Bro, carry me."

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