C961 Wealthy Marriage 889
C961 Wealthy Marriage 889
There was no air-conditioning in the office, just a desk-top fan spinning in the direction of the man. She felt soaked, sweat running from her forehead down her chin to her neck and into her collar.
The man looked at her before tearing the resume in half. He threw it into the trash can and said, "You don't need to go through all this just to work here."
With that, he took out a bottle of white wine and a goblet from under the table, poured a full cup, stood up and handed the wine to Ding Yiyi, saying meaningfully, "If you don't have a family background in the jewelry industry, you must learn how to make yourself pleasing to the eyes. Our standard here is low!"
Ding Yiyi looked at the white wine in the glass and swallowed her saliva. Under the man's urging gaze, she steeled her heart and picked up the glass, gulping down the wine in one gulp.
The man looked at her and his face immediately turned red. She couldn't even stand steadily as she shook her head and said, "We don't dare to invite you for this amount of alcohol."
"Can you take a look at my design work first?" Ding Yiyi hurried forward. She felt dizzy and had to lean against the edge of the table to rest.
The man glanced at the broken pieces in the trash can, shrugged and said, "I've seen many university students like you. In my opinion, your works are trash. In this society, communication is sometimes more important than ability, especially in the jewelry industry."
Ding Yiyi didn't know how she managed to walk out of the office building. Her head was in a daze, and she could only sway back and forth based on her senses.
"Miss, will you try the beer? This is our new brand. " Ding Yiyi blankly nodded, then nodded again.
Ye Nianmo and Hai Zhuoxuan were discussing plans together. Ye Zimo left behind a project to build an international shopping mall in Dongjiang City, and Lin Ling had a company that worked on building materials, so of course Ye Family chose to work with Lin Ling's company.
"Ding Ling Ling." Ye Nianmo's phone rang. Hai Zhuoxuan raised his head and looked at him curiously. It wasn't too early yet. He asked mischievously, "Is this your celebrity lover again?"
Ye Nianmo glanced at his friend and was surprised to see the caller ID. He answered, "Yiyi?"
"Big scoundrel, we are all big scoundrels. If I could get a job just by drinking alcohol, then what would I need to go to school for!?" Ding Yiyi, who was on the other end of the line, said in a slurred tone.
"Did you drink?" Ye Nianmo switched the model of his cellphone's loudspeaker to the receiver. Hai Zhuoxuan cleverly grasped this detail and looked at him subtly.
"I'm not drinking, who are you, aren't I talking to Baby Cheng?" The music of the square dance came from beside her. Ye Nianmo frowned more as he listened to Ding Yiyi's singing on the phone.
"He still wanted to say something, but Ding Yiyi hung up the phone." What's wrong with Yiyi? Why drink? " Hai Zhuoxuan probed from the side. He thought, strange, Ding Yiyi and Ye Nianmo's relationship shouldn't be this good. Why would they call Ye Nianmo at such a time?
"It's nothing. Don't bother with her. The plan must come to an end tomorrow. Let's continue discussing." Ye Nianmo put the phone back in the drawer, thought for a while, then took it out and put it on the table.
"It's June and the location of the International Shopping Center is more high-end, so my overall requirement for it is to be magnanimous." Ye Nianmo used a marker pen to draw on the blueprint the architect handed him. He thought to himself, "Why are you drinking? It sounds like work. "
"Looking at this blueprint, I think it's necessary to improve it. It's similar to some of the famous international shopping malls abroad." Ye Nianmo continued to say. He was still thinking
"There's a square dance. That should be the area on the west coast. Only that area has so many people at such a late hour."
Hai Zhuoxuan originally had his head down looking at the design, and didn't hear him speak for quite a while. When he looked up, Ye Nianmo was frowning. His eyes weren't on the design, and his hands were still holding the marker.
"Nianmo, what's wrong with you?" Hai Zhuoxuan said.
Ye Nianmo pushed the chair away and stood up. He picked up the Car key and walked out. As he walked, he said: "Give me an hour, leave the plan for me to come back and work on it together."
"Bam." The glass door closed. Hai Zhuoxuan heard the hurried footsteps outside and his eyes fell on the phone that he forgot to take with him on the table. His mind started to wander. What kind of thing could make him forget about his phone, Ding Yiyi?!
When Ye Nianmo arrived, Ding Yiyi was stubbornly joining a group of old ladies.
He strode forward and caught Ding Yiyi, who was trying to dance with an old lady in Xinjiang. "I'm sorry," he said to the frightened old lady.
"Lad, it's like Nezha has returned after your wife finished drinking. He's been skipping for two hours!" The old lady pointed to a beer bottle lying on a nearby stone chair.
Ye Nianmo didn't refute the old lady's misunderstanding about their relationship. She pulled Ding Yiyi along and wanted to leave. She didn't want to do it, so she desperately walked towards the old ladies while muttering, "Why is it so difficult to find a job these days? You can't even dance!"
Seeing that she was pretty drunk, Ye Nianmo could only stop his steps and patiently say, "Let's go take a rest first. We'll come back later to dance, okay?"
Ding Yiyi looked at him with a pair of bright and spirited eyes as she pouted and said, feeling wronged, "You liar! Are you trying to force me to drink white wine? It's so bad!"
"Someone forced you to drink?" Ye Nianmo's eyes flashed and his voice became dangerous.
Ding Yiyi didn't answer and just sat on the ground, looking up at him. Ye Nianmo was squatting and looking at her with a flat gaze. His voice unconsciously softened as he said with a smile, "The temperature outside today is 40 degrees Celsius. Aren't you afraid of burning your butt while you're sitting?"
Ding Yiyi tilted her head and looked at him, as if she was thinking about something. After a while, she nodded heavily and said, "Hot!" "But I won't get up!"
He really couldn't communicate with the drunkard! Ye Nianmo was so angry that he stood up, left her and walked out. She wanted to sit here all night long!
"Wuwuwu!" A low whimpering sound came from behind him. The surrounding aunts and uncles came over. "Young man, don't leave your wife here just because she's drinking. There are many bad guys here!"
Ye Nianmo looked around speechlessly at all the grandpas and grandpas around him. He sighed and walked back to Ding Yiyi's side. He admitted that he had the urge to kiss her when he heard her cry.
Ye Nianmo bent over and looked into the eyes of Ding Yiyi, who was crying so hard that her eyes were blurry. She could only raise her head with great effort.
"Can I help you beat up that bad guy who bullied you? "Get up from the ground first, otherwise it will get really hot." Ye Nianmo lowered his voice.
Ding Yiyi lowered her head to think before pouting, "Unless you promise!"
Ye Nianmo felt that he was just coaxing Ye Chuqing when she was young. However, the difficulty of coaxing Ding Yiyi was ten times higher than Ye Chuqing when she was young. Seeing that she wouldn't forgive him, Ye Nianmo could only nod.
"Kiss her cheek!" Ding Yiyi was drunk to the point where she vaguely remembered that when she was young, her mother would always kiss her on the cheek whenever she promised to do something. Perhaps it was because the feeling in front of her was too familiar and warm, but she subconsciously asked to do so.
A hot and wet feeling came over her face. She looked up with a blank look on her face and her mind was still clear. She narrowed her eyes and whispered: "Ye Nianmo? "No, no, no. How could his eyes be so gentle?"
Ye Nianmo didn't hear what she said clearly and didn't care. He just thought she was drunk and pulled her down to the stone bench.
The night breeze blew Ding Yiyi's hair, causing it to become messy. A pair of hands gently brushed away the strands of hair stuck to her eyelids.
Ding Yiyi moaned comfortably and fell into a deep sleep. Ye Nianmo turned his head slightly to look at her who was sleeping soundly on his shoulder and looked at his watch. An hour had already passed and he had to leave.
Ye Chuyun rushed over immediately after receiving his call. He carefully took over Ding Yiyi, who was sleeping soundly.
Ye Nianmo stood up and smoothed the creases on his suit pants. He said calmly, "Drinking white wine and beer, you should be fine after a nap."
Ye Chuyun nodded, but Ye Nianmo was still worried. After walking a few steps, he looked back and said, "Remember to buy her some alcohol to wake her up. Otherwise, she will have a headache tomorrow!"
"Nianmo, you seem to have forgotten that I like her, too." Andrew paused, nodded to him, and hurried away.
"You clearly know that I like you, but are you still going to find him at the first possible moment?" Ye Chuyun smiled wryly as he looked at the woman sleeping soundly in his arms.
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There were only a few cars on the road near midnight. Ye Nianmo drove at a high speed for a long time before he suddenly stopped. Ye Chuyun's words kept echoing in his head. Did he really like Ding Yiyi that much?
The corners of his mouth raised in a smile. Since he had already found the answer, there was nothing more to worry about. He quickly took out his phone and made a call. "Hello, Uncle Lin. I'm Nianmo. I want to ask for your help!"
Ding Yiyi was woken up by the ringing of her cell phone. She jumped up abruptly and looked around in a daze. The surroundings were obviously the style of the hotel, but why did she come to the hotel?
She vaguely remembered buying a dozen beers to the West Coast after her interview yesterday afternoon, and then getting drunk? Ye Nianmo seemed to have come? He was the one who sent him to the hotel?
"Ye Nianmo!" Ding Yiyi shouted at the top of her lungs. A figure appeared in the kitchen through the frosted door. Ding Yiyi casually sat on the bed and said, "Why didn't you send me home?"
"Uncle isn't here, so I sent you here." Ye Chuyun walked to Ding Yiyi with the milk in his hand and put it on the table.
She was shouting Nianmo's name just now, right? Ye Chuyun realized that in just 24 hours, the number of bitter smiles he would be smiling at skyrocketed.
"Chuyun!" Ding Yiyi's face turned red and she quickly hid under the blanket. She must have been seen just now with her unladylike appearance. What should she do!?
Ding Yiyi secretly glanced at him. After noticing that his expression was normal, she let out a long sigh of relief. Ye Chuyun urged her to finish her milk before taking his leave.
Ding Yiyi wanted to keep him here, so she asked, "Did you send me here yesterday?"