Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Half an hour later, Ye Hao arrived at the gate of Zheng Maner's company. Just as he was about to enter, the security guard at the door suddenly stopped the electric baton in front of Ye Hao and said coldly: "Go away, beggars are not welcome here."
Ye Hao had just gotten up, hadn't washed up yet, and was wearing a T-shirt and shorts with a few holes in him. He really looked like a homeless man on the roadside.
Ye Hao was used to it, so he just smiled and said, "This security guy, I'm here to deliver documents to my wife."
"You're the only one who still has a wife?" The security guard looked suspicious, "Is it Sister Zhang who sweeps the floor, or Sister Li who works in the kitchen?"
"My wife is Zheng Man'er." Ye Hao said.
The security guard was shocked, and after a moment he laughed loudly and said: "It turns out it's you, you are the son-in-law of the Zheng family... Hahahaha..."
Ye Hao shook his head, he didn't expect that he was so famous.
"Okay, bring the documents. Mr. Zheng has ordered me. If you come, just give the documents to me," the security guard said.
"No," Ye Hao shook his head and said firmly, "My little sister said this thing is very important, so I have to give it to my wife in person. Please let me go..."
"You!" The security guard pointed at Ye Hao with a speechless face. Is this kid sick? Doesn't he know how much the Zheng family dislikes him? And if he wears this look when entering the company, isn't he afraid of affecting the company's image?
While the two were talking, there was a sudden roar of an engine from behind. A moment later, a BMW 5 Series swerved and stopped next to Ye Hao's electric donkey, and then saw Xiang Dongliu walking down holding a bouquet of roses.
"Hello, Mr. Xiang!" Seeing Xiang Dongliu, the arrogant security guard nodded and bowed, and said, "Mr. Xiang, please come this way. Mr. Zheng has been waiting for you in the office for a long time."
Xiang Dongliu nodded, turned around and walked into the company door without even looking at Ye Hao.
Just as Ye Hao was about to follow him, the security guard had already raised the electric baton and stopped him again.
"What do you mean? Why can he come in and I can't?" Ye Hao glared at the security guard.
The security guard sighed and said: "Ye Hao, how can you, a door-to-door son-in-law, compete with Mr. Xiang? Hey, did you see that? The perfume roses that Mr. Xiang held in his hands cost thousands per handful. Can you afford the money? I see you, soon you won't even have to be a door-to-door son-in-law."
Ye Hao was stunned for a moment, frowned and said, "What do you mean?"
"What do you mean? Are you really stupid or are you pretending to be stupid? What happened at last night's birthday banquet has been spread. Who doesn't know that Mr. Xiang is pursuing Mr. Zheng? She is a talented man and a beautiful woman, a match made in heaven! With such a useless look like you, I really don't know how Mr. Zheng could marry you." The security guard cursed.
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On the other side, the elevator door in the company lobby opened, and Zheng Maner walked out wearing a floral skirt, looking gorgeous.
Seeing Xiang Dongliu now, she nodded with a smile and said, "Mr. Xiang, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
Xiang Dongliu squinted his eyes, an almost imperceptible look of greed flashing through his eyes.
He subconsciously licked his lips, handed over the bouquet in his hand gracefully, and said with a smile: "Youdao is famous for giving swords to heroes and flowers to beauties. Man'er, you are more delicate than flowers, and only you are suitable to be the hostess of this bouquet."
Zheng Maner frowned slightly, she could still remember what happened last night. Xiang Dongliu proposed marriage to the Zheng family in public. This matter had spread throughout Nanhai City, and today he was even more blatantly pursuing her.
Originally Zheng Man'er didn't want to meet Xiang Dongliu, but now her company happened to be short of funds and had to ask Xiang Dongliu for help.
Thinking of this, Zheng Maner smiled and said, "You're welcome to Mr. Xiang. Today I warmly invite Mr. Xiang to come over to discuss cooperation. How can I ask for your gift from Mr. Xiang?"
Xiang Dongliu said with a smile: "It's a little thoughtful, nothing else. If you don't want it Man'er, doesn't it mean you don't think I'm considerate enough?"
Well, how about I have a batch of roses flown in from Prague? "
"No need, the rose production in Prague is not good this year. It is said that the price of a rose from the origin is close to 100,000. It is really not worth it..." Zheng Man'er shook her head. Although she liked the roses in Prague, she couldn't bear the price now.
"One hundred thousand..." Xiang Dongliu's eyes twitched slightly. You can't give away just one rose at a time, right? I have hundreds of flowers on hand now. If I really want to give them away, I need at least this amount, which is more than 10 million.
Thinking of this, even though Xiang Dongliu always boasted of his wealth, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.
However, at this moment, Ye Hao, who was outside the lobby, suddenly crossed the security guard's block and rushed in. He grabbed the bouquet of flowers in Xiang Dongliu's hand and dropped it on the ground.
"Honey, you can't ask for things from other people's houses. If you like it, my husband will buy it for you, isn't it just roses! "Ye Hao didn't know where he got the courage. He grabbed Zheng Maner's soft, boneless hand and pulled her into the elevator.
"Ye Hao, let go, what are you talking about? "Zheng Man'er shouted in a low voice.
This place is the company lobby, with people coming and going. She, the general manager, can't make people laugh, right? So at this moment, she subconsciously wanted to withdraw her hand, but it was still held tightly by Ye Hao.
"Asshole! Come back! "Xiang Dongliu was a little embarrassed at first, but now he was even trembling with anger. He carefully selected this bouquet of flowers, which cost nearly ten thousand yuan, but they were thrown on the ground before they were sent out. Can you not be angry?
The most important thing is that this coward grabbed my goddess's little hand, and I haven't even grabbed it yet.
"You smashed my flowers, can you afford to pay for it? Who are you? "Xiang Dongliu slammed his left hand on the electric door of the elevator that was about to close, and slammed the door back. "You loser, if you don't give me an explanation today, I want you to look good!" "
— End of Chapter 3 —