Her cheeks were hot and hot. Song Yunan patted her face and walked forward in confusion when she suddenly saw a tall figure coming out of the elevator.

It was the "scumbag" she mentioned - Yu Yimo, who unexpectedly collided with him.

Song Yunan shrank his head slightly, pretending not to see him, lowered his head and walked quickly towards the elevator.

Suddenly, a voice came, "Wait a minute."

Song Yunan was stunned, looked back at Yu Yimo, and then looked around the empty people, "You call me?"

Yu Yimo said lightly, and he took out a business card from his pocket without any haste and handed it to her, "If Ruan Shishi has something to do and needs help, you can call me."

Song Yunan hesitated and reached out to take it. He was about to ask, but Yu Yimo had turned around and left quickly.

What's going on?

Did Ruan Shishi and this scumbag make any substantial progress? Or did something happen to them just now...

Song Yunan didn't dare to think about it carefully, dragged his "half-dissolved" legs and immediately got on the elevator.

If she finds Ruan Shishi being bullied when she goes back, she will definitely be with Yu Yimo!

In the apartment.

Just as Ruan Shishi was hesitating whether to go out to find Song Yunan, the doorbell rang.

She immediately went over to open the door and saw Song Yunan holding a bag of medicine outside the door. She was shocked and asked quickly, "What's wrong with you, Anan?" #@$&

Song Yunan shook her head, and instead pulled her nervously and asked, "I'm fine, Shishi, that scumbag didn't molest you, right?"

Upon hearing this, Ruan Shishi couldn't help laughing out loud, shook her head and said, "No, why are you injured?"

Seeing that Ruan Shishi was fine, Song Yunan breathed a sigh of relief. She jumped to the sofa and said angrily, "It's not because of Du Yue! He's a terrible pervert!"

After hearing her scolding like this, Ruan Shishi couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong?"

A blush flashed across Song Yunan's cheeks, and he hurriedly stammered, "No... it's okay, by the way, where is the hot pot?" %&(&

When Ruan Shishi heard this, she was speechless for a moment and couldn't answer, "That..."

Song Yunan looked back at her in surprise, "You shouldn't eat it alone!"

Ruan Shishi gritted her teeth and said, "Where is Yu Yimo..."

"What?" Song Yunan widened his eyes in disbelief and looked at Ruan Shishi and asked, "What is he here to do? Are you here to have a free meal?"

Ruan Shishi curled her lips helplessly, silently without answering.

To be honest, she felt so too.

On the other side, Maybach drove out of the community.

Du Yue sat in the driver's seat and always felt a smell of hot pot that seemed to be there and not be.

Finally, he couldn't help asking, "Mr. Yu, have you smelled a hot pot smell?"

Yu Yimo's eyes paused, and a hint of unnatural flashed across his face quickly. After half a second, he replied, "No, what's wrong."

Du Yue was like a monk who was confused, saying, as if he was talking to himself, "Maybe it was my illusion..."

Yu Yimo paused, deliberately cleared his throat, and asked in a deep voice, "Have you given instructions from the media?"

When talking about the serious matter, Du Yue looked a little serious and immediately spoke, "It's all arranged, I'll wait for tomorrow morning."

Hearing this, Yu Yimo responded, looked out the window with a deeper look.

In a dozen hours, Ye will have a good show.

The next morning, the conference room of Ye’s company.

"As long as we can cooperate, we can discuss other details again. Our purpose is to benefit and win-win, and we will definitely not let your company suffer."

At the conference table, Ye Fengpeng made a promise in an affirmative tone.

Mr. Liu, who is the partner, nodded and said, "I know this. We, Dacheng, have cooperated with you, Ye before, but the planning you currently provide is not detailed enough, including consumer portraits, and the expected data evaluation in the next three years is not perfect enough. We want to learn more before making a decision."

"This is natural, this is just a preliminary planning. If you are really interested in the Bishuiyuan project, we will definitely provide a more detailed planning plan as soon as possible."

As soon as Ye Fengpeng finished speaking, Mr. Liu’s cell phone opposite suddenly rang. He glanced at the screen and smiled at Ye Fengpeng with a little embarrassed look, "Sorry, Mr. Ye, I want to answer a call."

Ye Fengpeng smiled and made a gesture of asking for help, "Light."

Seeing Mr. Liu walking aside to answer the phone, he turned to Ye Zeyu, who was tired on his side, his brows tightened and his eyes sank a little.

Ye Zeyu didn't return overnight yesterday. If there wasn't this negotiation this morning, he might not have come to the company at all!

Ye Feng was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at him. Because there was someone from the partner, he couldn't get angry and had to suppress him.

Ye Zeyu didn't realize it, and turned over the plan in front of him and yawned as if no one else was around.

At this moment, Mr. Liu hung up the phone and walked over from the side, looked at Ye Fengpeng, and smiled a little apologetically, "Mr. Ye, the situation has changed. We may not be able to continue this cooperation."

"What?"

When Ye Fengpeng heard this, his eyes widened and he quickly stood up, "Mr. Liu, is there anything wrong with it?"

Mr. Liu had decided to leave, so he shook his head at him. Without a word of explanation, he took his two subordinates to pack up their things and walked out of the conference room.

Ye Fengpeng lowered his eyebrows, paused, and asked his assistant to send Mr. Liu and the others with a cold face.

As soon as they left, Ye Zeyu on the other side immediately stood up and couldn't help but curse, "Damn! What are the people in Dacheng Company doing? Just say you can leave? Do we Ye family are a vegetable market?"

Ye Fengpeng's face was extremely gloomy, and he pursed his lips and didn't say anything. At this moment, a secretary walked in from outside, with a little panic on his face and lowered his voice to report, "Mr. Ye, something happened."

She said, and handed the tablet in her hand to Ye Fengpeng.

Ye Fengpeng took the photo with a calm face and saw the big title of the news reported on the screen. His face turned pale in an instant. He slid casually and saw the photo attached below. His hand holding the tablet was already trembling slightly.

Ye Zeyu was unaware of the situation and walked up and asked, "Dad, what's wrong?"

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fengpeng turned around, raised his hand, and slapped Ye Zeyu in the face with a fierce slap.

The sound of "bang!" was crisp, and the secretary beside him was so scared that he lowered his head and took two steps back.

Ye Zeyu was in a confused state and was slapped. He looked at Ye Fengpeng's angry expression. Before he could ask, Ye Fengpeng threw the tablet at him, "Barewell! Look at the good things you did!"

Ye Zeyu came to his senses and immediately picked up the tablet on the ground, saw the news above, and was stunned.

"The young master of Ye meets young models late at night, and spends spring night together in a private villa!"

The photo below is a photo of him and Feng Yiyi walking into the villa like a one-piece baby!

He gritted his teeth in anger, "Fuck! These paparazzi!"

Next to him, Ye Fengpeng's angry face was a little distorted. He stretched out his hand and pointed at him tremblingly, "Ye Zeyu, I have to see how you deal with this matter!"

Leaving this sentence, he shook his hand and walked out with a big stride.

He finally found a company that hoped to cooperate with, but he didn't expect that before the negotiations were made, Ye Zeyu's gossip broke out. In this way, the reputation of the Ye family was damaged, so who would dare to cooperate with them!

Ye Zeyu stood there, and the slap in his ear was a little tinnitus. He clenched his fists, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

He and Feng Yiyi have been together for a while, why was it exposed at this time?

No! What's wrong!
Chapter completed!