C23 Wife what are you doing?

"Alright, then let's go." That tycoon customer's face was anxious as he pulled An Yimo out.

He wondered if she had a bullying face, how she had gotten into all this bad stuff recently.

"Sir, this is inappropriate, let's talk inside Sales Department." An Yimo retreated back with all her might, staring fiercely at Shang Yiqing, but Shang Yiqing actually helped the customer to push An Yimo out the door.

"Wife, what are you doing?"

While they were arguing, a familiar voice came from the door. The people who were arguing looked up and saw a cold and handsome young man standing there with a cold expression under the sunlight. He was frowning as he looked at the people who were arguing.

Shang Yiqing was even stunned in place for a moment.

This man was truly handsome, no matter if it was his appearance or temperament, he was a hundred li tall. If the seemingly outstanding Yao Zixiao were to stand in front of him, she would definitely turn into a clown.

This was the first time Shang Yiqing had seen such a handsome man, and she looked several times better than any celebrity she had ever seen.

Who is this man? Is he someone from Beijing? Why had she never seen it before? If she had, how would she marry Yao Zixiao?

But what was he called just now? Wife? Is he married?

He felt a wave of sadness.

He only saw that the man extended his hand, throwing off the hand of the tycoon with customer, who wore a gold bracelet, holding onto An Yimo's delicate and white hand, pulling her to his side. He said unhappily: "Why are you entangled with guests again? Don't tell me that you don't know how to reject others? "

"I, uh ?" An Yimo was utterly ashamed. This was the second time he had ever saved herself and "troubled" by saying: "Um, are you looking for me?"

"Sir, I am Shang Yiqing, my uncle is municipal party secretary, I am not married yet, what about you? "What's your name?" Shang Yiqing pushed An Yimo away and went forward to introduce him.

She even forgot to think, and automatically ignored the "wife" he called, as well as the fact that he was holding An Yimo's hand.

"Your phone was left in my car. I only noticed it when I came out for lunch, so I brought it over to you." As he spoke indifferently, he completely ignored the sentimental Shang Yiqing, and his eagle-like sharp eyes swept past the rich guest. The guest was tall and big, with a tall and sturdy build, yet was unexpectedly swept by Ye Tiancheng in the blink of an eye, and could not help but flinch: "Sir, you pulled my wife just now, what is it for?"

"I-I'll have her accompany me for a meal." The tycoon's voice was softer, but Ye Tiancheng's entire body did not have a single piece of jewelry, only a watch that could not be seen clearly, and said proudly: "I want to buy three houses, let your wife introduce me, I will talk while eating."

"Oh, she's not free right now." Ye Tiancheng said in all seriousness: "Because I'm also preparing to buy a house."

"First come first serve. You think that just because it's her husband, that's great? This is where she works, and I'm a big client, so of course she has to receive me first! " The tycoon's face was full of pride.

"You bought three suites?" Ye Tiancheng asked patiently.

"That's right!" The wealthy customer raised his head with a face full of pride.

"Then you can stand aside." Ye Tiancheng pulled An Yimo's hand and said: "Wifey, give me some purchase contracts."

"An Yimo, he, why does he call you his wife?" Seeing Ye Tiancheng pull An Yimo and walk forward, the infatuated Shang Yiqing seemed to have finally reacted, she hurriedly followed and asked An Yimo puzzledly.

"Because... Because he's my husband. " An Yimo said helplessly.

"What?" Is he your husband? " Shang Yiqing's eyes widened, his mouth was also wide open, as though he had swallowed a fly. He was in great pain: "You, your husband, how could he be ?. Then, what about that old man who gave it to you yesterday? "

"That's my chauffeur!" Ye Tiancheng politely pushed away Shang Yiqing who was standing in front of him and explained in a rare manner.

This person has really given him face today, An Yimo thought silently in her heart.

"Hey, I don't care if you're husband and wife. In short, I buy a lot of houses, so you have to greet me!" The tycoon customer felt that his face was hurt and went forward to grab An Yimo's hand.

Ye Tiancheng turned around, and with a light pat, he slapped away the rich guest's hand.

His hand clearly didn't use much strength, but the tycoon's fat hand felt as if it had been stabbed by something. It hurt, and he quickly pulled it back. He blew a few breaths to ease the pain, "Hey, you, why are you so unreasonable ?"

"Sir, didn't you say that whoever buys more houses would buy it first?" Ye Tiancheng turned his head and looked at the rich guest patiently.

An Yimo knew about his temper, and thought to herself, I wonder what kind of happy things he met today, to actually have such a good temper.

"Yeah, I'll buy one set. You buy three sets, so of course you'll want me to buy one first!" The wealthy guest said as if it was a matter of course.

"But ?" I want to buy ten sets. " Ye Tiancheng reminded him in a very "kind" manner: "Can't you count the number of three to eleven?"

"What?" You bought ten sets? "

The tycoon guest asked Shang Yiqing at the same time as he looked at him in disbelief.

The price of housing in the capital was extremely expensive. Buying ten sets at once? Was this person crazy?

"Did you make money from the stock exchange?" Ye Tiancheng suddenly asked the tycoon.

"Yeah, so what?"

"It just so happens that I made a bit of money. Now that the stock market is starting to fall, it's safer to just buy a few houses, don't you think?" Ye Tiancheng laughed, and pulled An Yimo away without caring if the tycoon was stunned or not.

"Ye Tiancheng, did you really buy ten sets?" An Yimo lowered her voice and said, "Actually, you don't have to stand up for me. If I don't accompany him to eat, he won't be able to do anything either. At most, she'll just get scolded by the Manager Lin and be fine ?"

Ten houses, he was just a small "civil servant." How old could he be? Can you buy ten houses there? Even if he accepted bribes, he wouldn't have that much money!

"Who said I was standing up for you? I really want to buy a house here, and it just so happens that you are working here, so you can help me with it. " Ye Tiancheng said indifferently.

"Th-that ?" Yi Mo, is this really your husband? He bought ten suites at once? Are you sure you aren't joking with me? What does he do? " Shang Yiqing saw that Ye Tiancheng was cold and ignored her, and felt sour in her heart, so she quickly went over to An Yimo and asked.

"He, he ?"

An Yimo also didn't know how to reply. Turning her head to look, he saw that the tycoon had come up unwillingly: "I don't believe it, you brat, you must be bragging, I'm just going to watch you sign the contract. If you don't buy ten sets, I'll definitely beat you to the ground looking for your teeth."

"Is that so?" Ye Tiancheng turned his head to look at the wealthy guest. The wealthy guest suddenly felt a burst of cold water pouring down from the top of his head.