Female President's Ace Soldier

"Wang Wang Wang-"

As soon as the big iron gate was pushed open, the big yellow dog in the yard barked again.

Ye Qingcheng took a few strides and was already behind Lao Liangtou, but was frightened by the big yellow dog, and shrank behind Ma Minghui with a scream of "ah".

Old Liangtou scolded the big yellow dog not to bark, then pulled the chain around its neck and walked to a big pear tree in the yard.

Gu Xiaoman, who had been playing with his mobile phone in the car, immediately followed Ye Qingcheng and said, "Ye—Secretary, don't be afraid, this kind of domestic dog usually doesn't bite people randomly!"

"You smile at it, it really doesn't bite!"

After Old Liangtou tied the big yellow dog under the pear tree, he pushed open the wooden door in the middle of the first floor with two paintings of door gods pasted on it.

The room is still on the concrete floor, so you don’t need to change your shoes. As soon as you enter the door, you will see an old Eight Immortals table. On the right side of the table, that is, against the wall is an old sofa. Opposite the sofa is a dark TV. A cabinet with a 21-inch desktop color TV on it.

Next to the TV cabinet was a transparent plastic garbage bag with the mouth tightly tied. Ma Minghui's eyes were like sharp arrows. As soon as he entered the door, he caught a glimpse of a few balls of toilet paper with dark red blood in the garbage bag.Perhaps this garbage bag full of filth was put here by the owner and was about to be thrown to the garbage dump outside?
Looking at the balls of bloody toilet paper, Ma Minghui muttered to himself: Is Lao Liang's head injured?

But judging by his face and the way he walks with wind, it doesn't look like he has any symptoms of injury at all!

"Sit anywhere!"

Old Liangtou casually pushed the long wooden bench beside the Eight Immortals table and greeted Ma Minghui.

Ma Minghui was also polite, and sat down on the stool carelessly.

"No big or small!"

Ye Qingcheng muttered to himself, and wanted to give Ma Minghui an ideological and political lesson, but suddenly thought that he was the boss now, so it seemed that there was nothing wrong with doing so, and it seemed that his so-called little secretary could only stand by his side.

"Sit down as you please!"

Old Liangtou didn't understand the rules in a big company, and the boss didn't say anything, so how dare he sit down casually.

Qian Xiaole deserves to be engaged in business development, and immediately took out a box of yellow Tianzi to cover up the embarrassing atmosphere of the scene, "Hehe, sir, you smoke, chairman, please don't think I smoke (not good), you come too One."

"Thank you!" Ma Minghui took the cigarette very bluntly, then smiled and gave Ye Qingcheng and Gu Xiaoman a wink, "You two beauties sit down too!"

After hearing this, the second daughter wiped the dust on the stool with the napkin on the table, and sat down slowly.

In order to save time, Ma Minghui said straight to the point, "Uncle Liang, we still want to talk about the price just now. As long as you nod, we will sign a contract with you immediately."

"60 is really too little! Give me more—"

Old Liang was puffing out smoke rings, with a frown on his face.It has to be said that he was overwhelmed by Ma Minghui's aura.

"We only gave you this amount for the sake of your old man. If it were another young man, it would be 30 to [-] at most!" Ma Minghui also said calmly, exhaling a smoke ring.

Ye Qingcheng looked at Ma Minghui's puffing up, and suddenly felt that his appearance was a bit cool.

Gu Xiaoman has long been a nympho.

"I really can't give more? 80, I can't accept this amount less, and we really have nothing to talk about!"

After Old Liangtou exhaled a smoke ring, his face darkened on purpose.

Ye Qingcheng looked at the serious look on the old man's face, and felt a little scared in his heart, fearing that he would really quit, so he kept winking at Ma Minghui.

However, Ma Minghui turned a blind eye and explained with a smile, "Master, to tell you the truth, whether we want your fish pond or not, first, let's engage in farmhouse entertainment, plant some flowers and fruits for the city people to pick and pick." That’s fine, and secondly, if there are really many people who want to fish, we can just build a small fish pond anywhere.”

"That--well, then 60. But you have to pay in cash, and pay in one lump sum."

Being fooled by Ma Minghui, the old Liangtou immediately lost the capital to raise the price, and agreed in a dejected manner.

"Secretary Su, hurry up and sign the contract."

Seeing that old Liang let go, Ma Minghui immediately gave Ye Qingcheng a wink.

"Good good!"

Ye Qingcheng immediately nodded with a playful face, but the documents are still in the car, why did he get off with both hands empty? !

Just about to get up, Gu Xiaoman volunteered, "The contract is in the car, I'll get it."

"I'll open the door for you." Qian Xiaole quickly followed out.

Old Liang frowned, took two puffs of cigarettes, and smiled helplessly at Ma Minghui, "Boss Ye, you really know how to do business. You got my fish pond for such a cheap price."

"Master, what I gave you is really a price of conscience. If you don't believe me, you will know the price by asking around."

Ma Minghui looked at Ye Qingcheng proudly, as if saying: The matter was settled so easily, isn't Brother Hui amazing?
Ye Qingcheng only knew that Ma Minghui was showing off, but she didn't know what was going on in his mind; at this moment, she only felt a discomfort in her stomach, and immediately wanted to go to the toilet.

Liu Mei frowned, and Ye Qingcheng asked Old Liang head embarrassedly, "Master, where is your toilet?"

"I'll take you!"

Old Liang said this at once, and immediately got up and walked to a small door in the right corner of the main room.

At this time, Gu Xiaoman hurried in with a folder.

When Ye Qingcheng walked to the small door, she found that the room was dark. Remembering the leering eyes of Old Liang, she immediately asked Gu Xiaoman to hand over the documents to Ma Minghui, and then accompanied her to the toilet.

The two followed behind Old Liangtou, passed through a hut full of sundries and smelled musty, and arrived at the stairs connecting the first and second floors.

The old Liangtou turned on a dim yellow electric light, pointed to a half-hidden wooden door at the bottom of the stairs, and said, "That's it - do you have toilet paper in your bag? You can go without me." Get it for you outside."

"I have it!" Gu Xiaoman took out a small package of napkins and stuffed them into Ye Qingcheng's hands.

Ye Qingcheng felt an overwhelming pain in his stomach, and after telling Gu Xiaoman "wait for me here", he hurriedly walked into the small door.

Seeing Gu Xiaoman standing outside the toilet, Lao Liangtou didn't want to stay for long, and went into the main room again with a cigarette butt between his hands.

At this moment, Qian Xiaole and Ma Minghui were sitting together talking and laughing.

After Ye Qingcheng couldn't wait to push open the small door, she realized that the low toilet was full of pungent carbon dioxide smell, and what was even more tragic was that the squatting toilet was filled with yellow-black feces. Under the dim light, many disgusting floating objects made people have an urge to feel nauseous.

Apparently, this toilet on the ground floor was blocked!

Does Mr. Ye, who has always been obsessed with cleanliness, dare to squat inside?
"Uncle Liang, does Second Master still have a toilet? Can you take me to the toilet on the second floor?"

After hastily running out of the toilet, Ye Qingcheng looked at Old Liangtou again with a painful face.