A guide to the pampering of gold

It was not only Ye Xiuchen who was looking at him, but also the servant who served the food from the kitchen, the servant who set the table for him, and Uncle Ming who came over.

"Ah, I see." Uncle Ming immediately removed the soft stool and hurried out of the restaurant.

Shen Xinghuai was looked at inexplicably, and asked Ye Xiuchen, "What does Uncle Ming know?"

Ye Xiuchen slowly stirred the coffee in front of him, and said in a neutral tone, "I know your back is sore."

? ?Shen Xinghuai was even more surprised: "Didn't I tell him about the sore back?"

Ye Xiuchen picked up his cup and took a sip, "He's lost his mind."

"Don't be a riddle person early in the morning, okay?" What's the reason for backache?Shen Xinghuai didn't feel that what he said just now was inappropriate, and he couldn't understand why everyone looked at him like this.

Not only looking at him, but also sneaking glances at Ye Xiuchen.

One look at him, one look at Ye Xiuchen, another look at him, and another look at Ye Xiuchen.

This time and again, the inexplicable product created a bit of an ambiguous atmosphere.

But how can you still press your head and be ambiguous?

Are he and Ye Xiuchen a sweet couple?It's just breakfast, what's the point of flirting?

He was thinking about it when Uncle Ming ran over with two cushions in his arms: "Mr. Shen, let me put this away for you."

It was Uncle Ming who was understanding, his back was so sore, and he was looking for something soft to lean on.

Uncle Ming helped him arrange the cushions and let him sit on them.

Shen Xinghuai waved his hands carelessly: "Just rely on one, you don't need to sit, my back is sore, and my butt doesn't hurt."

Uncle Ming smiled awkwardly but politely: "Does it not hurt? You should sit down." Then he told the servant of the cloth dish: "Mr. Shen wants to eat lightly today."

Shen Xinghuai watched helplessly as the spicy fried black golden abalone he was staring at was taken away and replaced with fried shredded bamboo shoots, and protested very dissatisfied: "I want to eat that!"

Uncle Ming earnestly said: "Mr. Shen, you can't eat spicy food, at least not today."

"why?"

Uncle Ming choked up: "Uh, because..."

Ye Xiuchen, who was at the side, probably got tired of watching, put down his chopsticks: "Uncle Ming, you're overthinking."

Uncle Ming pondered for a moment: "Then... bring that end back."

Shen Xinghuai stared at Uncle Ming for a long time, and suddenly his eyes widened due to happiness.

Uncle Ming thought that his sore back was caused by being overtired with Ye Xiuchen last night! ? !

Thinking about it this way, the eyes of other people in the family also made sense.

What jokes are not funny at all early in the morning!

This group of people don't know their young master too well, and he is a real insulator.

It's vulgar, it's all vulgar, he doesn't have that kind of desire at all, okay?

How could someone who would jump when he teased him kiss him do something that made his waist sore and his legs weak and unable to get out of bed.

Thinking of this kind of misunderstanding, the Spicy Fried Abalone Sliced ​​couldn't eat anymore. He chewed a few mouthfuls absent-mindedly, and pushed the bowl away: "I'm full."

Ye Xiuchen also put down his chopsticks at the same time. Seeing that he was refreshed today, Uncle Ming stepped forward and asked, "Master, Assistant Kong just called and said that Mr. Lu of the Lu family was discharged from the hospital today. I would like to ask you for the congratulatory gift you have prepared." Did he send it on his behalf, or did you go there in person?"

Ye Xiuchen looked at his watch, it was still early: "Ask the driver to prepare, go to Han Yirong first, and then go to see Lu Yan."

Shen Xinghuai listened silently at the side, thinking secretly in his heart that if Lu Yan was discharged from the hospital, then he should have something to do.

The meeting with Nan Yang last time was delayed, and they could only contact by phone.

He asked Nanyang to help him contact the boss of the brokerage company for a quotation.

It may be because Lu Yan was not discharged from the hospital, and the liquidated damages on his side were not in place. The boss was lucky and delayed giving a specific price.

Now that Lu Yan has been discharged from the hospital, the first thing to do is to settle accounts with the economic company. The boss must be panicked, and will contact Nanyang for an offer soon.

After Ye Xiuchen went out, Shen Xinghuai lay on the rocking chair in the small garden and played games while basking in the sun.

Near noon, Nanyang called: "Xing Huai, how is your injury?"

Shen Xinghuai moved his leg, as long as he didn't make large movements, the injury wouldn't hurt: "I'm much better, and I've been discharged from the hospital."

Nanyang has always felt guilty about his injury. He always felt that if he didn't ask Shen Xinghuai to meet at school, he wouldn't be hurt: "Someday you have time to meet, I'll go and see you."

In fact, Nanyang wanted to visit him as early as when he was hospitalized, but Shen Xinghuai refused. Ye Xiuchen hid Shen Xinghuai's hospitalization information, so Nanyang couldn't find it.

Shen Xinghuai looked in the direction of the door: "Wait a few days, let's make an appointment to meet."

Nan Yang hesitated on the other end of the phone: "Well, good. By the way, the owner of the brokerage company and clubhouse you're looking at has contacted me and offered an offer."

Everything was within Shen Xinghuai's expectation: "Thank you for informing me! How much do they want?"

"The brokerage company's offer is not bad, 500 million, and the guild hall will be higher. The boss not only wants to transfer the shop, but also sells the property rights, and gave a quote of 800 million."

Shen Xinghuai is a little genius for quick calculations, so he did some calculations in his mind, 78+5 is only 300 million, which is cheap.

He took out the card that Ye Xiuchen forced into him a few days ago, and readily agreed: "Yes."

Nanyang was silent for a while: "We can bargain."

It's not more than [-] million yuan, and it's too troublesome to bargain: "Just follow their quotation, but don't let the other party know that the buyer is me. When can I sign the contract?"

Since Shen Xinghuai was not willing to counter the price, Nanyang couldn't say anything more: "After paying the deposit, you can sign the contract right away, and my dad can help with the transfer of ownership."

"All the money, I'll transfer the money to you later."

"...Okay." Nanyang had an illusion, as if they were not talking about buying companies and shops, but buying cabbage: "One more thing, several shops under the name of the young master of the Han family have also been sold recently , the price is very low...very low, but the full payment is required, Xinghuai, if you have investment ideas and sufficient budget, you can buy it."

The young master of the Han family?Shen Xinghuai subconsciously thought of someone: "Is it Han Xu?"

"Yes, five chain bars and two hotels are sold together with the property rights. The information that was posted yesterday has not been made public by my dad, and only a few people know about it."

This is almost all the properties under Han Xu's name, and now they are all sold at a low price. Except for crazy critics, there should be no one else who can drive people to this level, right?

Shen Xinghuai thought about it: "How many digits have you reported?"

"There are nine big ones, not more than ten. People in the know are wondering if there is something wrong with the Han family. The property rights of several stores are more than this price. If there is not the threshold of full payment, they will have been robbed long ago. .”

"Help me keep it, and transfer the money to you together."

***

Ye Xiuchen came out of Han Yurong's studio and got into the car.

Not long after the car drove away, the company secretary called: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Fu from Yuanyang Group has arrived. He wants to talk to you about new product development cooperation. He is willing to consider the conditions offered by the company before."

Ye Xiuchen looked at the time, Lu Yan should have been discharged from the hospital by now, he was going to give Lu Yan a big gift, big enough to allow Lu Yan to return to the hospital for a few more days, and he was not in the mood to talk about new project cooperation for the time being : "Let Fu Yi wait, or you go talk to him."

For him, business is far less important than doing things. Making money is useless, and it can't be spent anyway.

The secretary was very terrified, asking himself to talk about a billion-dollar project?Doesn't Ye always think highly of himself? !He's just a secretary: "Boss Ye, I'll tell Boss Fu to wait a bit..." After a pause, he decided to go all out: "You...you'd better come back quickly." I can't!

In the secretary's desperate tone, Ye Xiuchen hung up the phone even more ruthlessly.

Ding!

Ding Ding!

Ding Ding Ding!

Three pieces of consumer information popped up in succession.

Ye Xiuchen glanced at it, it was the card he gave Shen Xinghuai a few days ago.

How did he spend it with his leg still injured?Going out in a wheelchair?

Ye Xiuchen was a little curious about what he would go out to buy while in a wheelchair, so he clicked on the message.

临商银行——您尾号3387的银行卡于6月9日11时转账消费5000000元。[临商客户服务]

Ye Xiuchen clicked on the next one, the balance was -78000000.

Next balance -980000000.

Ye Xiuchen stared at the zero on the message for a while in silence.

He was a little dizzy, but he didn't admit that it was the stamina after reading the deduction information, but thought that the driver was driving too fast: "Drive slowly."

The driver's old Zhang's puzzled eyes were reflected in the rearview mirror: "Master, you are waiting for the red light."

Ye Xiuchen frowned. For the first time in his 28 years of life, he felt financial pressure.

Heaved a sigh of relief, then dialed Assistant Kong's phone number, and told him to go to see Lu Yan instead of him, and send the 'gift' over there.

The assistant was puzzled by his sudden change of mind. Isn't the young master very keen to watch the opponent break the defense angrily: "Master, you..." On the other end of the phone, he didn't know that his own boss broke the defense first.

"One more thing, check my 3387 card, who did you transfer the money to?"

"Master, your card has been stolen?!"

"No, just check the payee, and don't take other actions."

Ye Xiuchen hung up the phone and directed the driver: "Turn around and go back to the company, we have to go back to discuss business." His mentality changed qualitatively the moment he saw the consumer information, making money seemed as important as doing things.

The money is not really endless.

After the transfer, Shen Xinghuai had nothing to do. He was tired from playing games and couldn't go out. After lunch, it was time for a nap.

In order to prevent himself from sleeping until night, Shen Xinghuai set an alarm clock for five o'clock in the evening.

But he still fell asleep, and he didn't get up until Uncle Ming went upstairs to ask him to have dinner.

Sitting at the dining table, he looked at the empty chair opposite: "Brother, won't you come back for dinner tonight?"

Uncle Ming is used to Ye Xiuchen not coming back here. Anyway, there are chefs on duty in the kitchen, so Ye Xiuchen can cook in time when he comes back.

But since Shen Xinghuai mentioned it, I'd better ask myself: "I'll contact the young master's assistant to ask."

Shen Xinghuai happened to be holding the phone, so he didn't bother Uncle Ming: "Let me ask."

The phone rang for a while before it was connected. It was very quiet over there: "Hello."

"Is brother coming back for dinner today?"

"I have a game here."

Shen Xinghuai said in a low voice: "Then come back after the entertainment?"

Ye Xiuchen looked at the time and guessed it would be very late: "Go back, but it's late."

"Then I'll wait for you." He just woke up not long ago, full of energy.

"Don't wait, it will end very late."

Sure enough, Ye Xiuchen came back very late. Shen Xinghuai's game rank has been promoted by two levels, and it's past twelve o'clock and he still hasn't come back.

He couldn't bear it anymore, and fell asleep in the small living room on the third floor with his mobile phone in his hand.

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, the gate of Yujun Garden opened, a car slowly drove into the yard, and Ye Xiuchen got out of the car with a tired face.

Some people will mature just because of a few text messages, such as Ye Xiuchen, he hasn't done anything serious for a long time and it's so late.

Rain or shine, Uncle Ming, who has no time limit, is still waiting at the door: "Master, you are back."

Ye Xiuchen's action of shaking his coat was not chic today, he was very calm, mainly because he was so tired that he didn't want to lift his arms, so he glanced upstairs: "He should sleep."

Uncle Ming folded his coat on his arm, and handed over a glass of water: "Mr. Shen has been waiting for you on the third floor."

Ye Xiuchen blocked the water that Uncle Ming handed over: "No need, I'll go to the third floor, you don't have to follow."