Zhao Xueyin really didn't expect this day to come so quickly.

After all, it’s only one day since the old shareholders of the Jiang Consortium withdraw their capital.

It's only been one day, but Ye Zhuo can't hold on?

Zhao Xueyin thought Ye Zhuo could last for ten or eight days, so she would beg her again!

Ye Zhuo is so capable?

But it’s normal to think about it. Ye Zhuo doesn’t want anything but a man.

Yesterday, Cen Shaoqing was in the financial industry, and Cen Shaoqing could still help her. Now, Cen Shaoqing has just left the financial industry and she is in a mess.

Thinking of Ye Zhuo's embarrassed face when he begged her, Zhao Xueyin's eyes were filled with a happy expression.

Ye Zhuo is today!

Seeing Zhao Xueyin standing there for a long time without moving, Annie reminded: "Miss Zhao, President Ye is waiting for you in the office!"

"I understand." Zhao Xueyin withdrew her thoughts and walked towards the office.

When he opened the office door, Ye Zhuo was indeed inside.

Ye Zhuo's back was facing the door, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, with his waist straight.

The golden morning sun shone through the glass and shone in from outside, covering her body with a light halo.

Although I can't see my face, a unique and powerful aura bursts out from all over my body, which is beyond the reach of me.

Zhao Xueyin narrowed her eyes.

A disgusting person has a disgusting smell no matter whenever he is.

Zhao Xueyin snorted coldly, walked to the desk and sat down, opened the folder, looked up at Ye Zhuo, "I don't know what President Ye is asking me for?"

at the same time.

Zhao Xueyin counted down three counts in his heart.

Three, two, one!

Wait!

Next second.

Ye Zhuo would cry and beg her.

She is looking forward to the next scene.

Zhao Xueyin curled the corners of her lips.

Hearing this, Ye Zhuo turned slightly, his clear eyebrows and eyes appeared in the air, just looking at Zhao Xueyin, with a cool tone, "Miss Zhao, it's already 9:10 now."

Zhao Xueyin was stunned.

9:10?

This is a little different from the scene Zhao Xueyin imagined.

Shouldn’t Ye Zhuo crying and begging her to help her?

But Ye Zhuo not only did not cry, but also looked so arrogant.

Ye Zhuo is what he wants?

Ye Zhuo knew that she was the only one who could save the Jiang family’s consortium now!

As long as she is unhappy, Ye Zhuo will be disgraced in the financial industry and cannot gain a foothold!

A fool is a fool.

No vision at all.

"So what?" Zhao Xueyin looked up at Ye Zhuo.

She wanted to see what tricks Ye Zhuo was going to play.

Ye Zhuo then spoke, "Go to work at 9 o'clock, Miss Zhao, you are already 10 minutes late."

10 minutes late?

Does Ye Zhuo still want to pursue her lateness?

It’s like a dead pig who is not afraid of boiling water!

It's time, and Ye Zhuo still dares to talk to her with this attitude.

Zhao Xueyin narrowed her eyes, "Do you know, President Ye, you should look like asking for help."

Just Ye Zhuo looks like this?

Who will help her?

It's ridiculous!

Yu Luo, Zhao Xueyin leaned on the back of the chair, folded her hands in her chest, and said with a high look: "President Ye, we are all from the same consortium. You are still descendants of Mr. Ye. For the sake of Mr. Ye, I don't know what happened just now. If you kneel down and beg me now, maybe I will consider helping you."

Next, just wait for Ye Zhuo to kneel down.

Zhao Xueyin curled the corners of her lips, and her eyes were full of pride.

During this period of time, the anger that was held in my heart disappeared completely at this time.

Ye Zhuo just looked at Zhao Xueyin with no expression on his face.

Bang--

Next second.

A stack of documents was thrown in front of Zhao Xueyin.

The files look light.

But the force thrown on the table is very strong.

Zhao Xueyin didn't expect Ye Zhuo to do this. She was stunned at first, then frowned and looked up at Ye Zhuo.

Drop the file?

How dare you throw documents in front of her?

Is she crazy?

These documents are definitely all consent forms for the Jiang Consortium’s plan.

If Ye Zhuo wanted to ask her for help, he had to sign the consent form.

Since she wants to sign, how dare she throw documents in front of her?

Ye Zhuozhen thought she was a descendant of the Ye family, so could she do whatever she wanted?

The old man from the Ye family has long been dead!

What is Ye Zhuo now?

In front of her, Ye Zhuo couldn't even count as a single little finger.

"What does President Ye mean?" Zhao Xueyin asked knowingly.

Ye Zhuo continued: "You signed the words on these documents?"

A very light sentence.

But it is a resounding sound.

Character?

What word?

Zhao Xueyin was stunned again.

Things seem to be a little wrong.

Ye, didn’t Ye Zhuo come here to ask her for help?

These documents are not consent forms of Jiang's consortium?

Zhao Xueyin quickly picked up the documents thrown on the table.

There are three documents in total, and they have nothing to do with the Jiang Consortium. They signed all her name and her seal.

The date was three days ago.

"I signed it, what's wrong?" Zhao Xueyin looked up.

She wanted to see what tricks Ye Zhuo wanted to play.

Ye Zhuo slowly spoke, "I'll find a way to make up for the funding loopholes above. Then I'll go to the board of directors to explain."

After saying this, Ye Zhuo turned around and left.

What?

Funding loophole?
To be continued...