Driving back to Ye's Group, Su Mu's buttocks were not even hot yet, when Mr. Ye knocked on the door with a cold face:
"Assistant Su, come here."
When he walked into the office, Mr. Ye looked at him very seriously and said nothing.
Assistant Su chuckled:
"Boss, what are your orders?"
Ye Wanqiu took out a piece of paper from the drawer and handed it over.
Su Mu's intuition was not good.
I took it and took a look, sure enough.
This is an employment contract with a term of an abnormal ten years.
It still has his signature and seal on it.
I won’t go into details about the contract. The key point is that the hiring parties are two people.
One is Mr. Ye and the other is Professor Ning.
This is not employment, this is... forcing me to sell myself.
What does it mean that 135 is the driver and 246 is the bodyguard? Put aside the dispute on Sunday and use them together.
This, this, this... the Qing Dynasty was not so ruthless in its betrayal of the country.
How else do you use it?
Su Mu was furious:
"Ye Wanqiu, don't bully others too much. Look at the words you use to describe tigers and wolves. Come and explain to me, what is shared use? I am a person, not an object, not a tool."
Ye Wanqiu's face also turned red, but he said sternly:
"In our eyes, you are not a person. What's wrong? It's your honor to use you as a tool. How many people want to use you as a tool for me, but I don't care about it."
"You should hurry up and go."
Su Mu reached out and was about to tear up the employment agreement.
Ye Wanqiu immediately glared, full of threats.
This is what makes Brother Mu feel depressed.
Old Ye, Old Ye, look at you, what kind of job have you found for me?
Is this what you said at the beginning, where you can live in the big villa wherever you want, and where your granddaughter can hang out as she pleases?
She is so gentle, courteous and thrifty. She is a pure tigress, and she also has wings.
Biao!
Su Mu was cruel, and if he didn't take advantage of his words, he would be sorry for the contract of betrayal.
"Mr. Ye, I want to ask you a question."
"ask!"
"Do you like me?"
Ye Wanqiu stamped her foot and let out a disdainful sound, but she didn't even know it, but the back of her ears suddenly turned red.
With a pretentious slap on the table, Mr. Ye showed off his domineering CEO style and said coldly:
"Assistant Su, I would like to ask, what did you do on leave just now? Why didn't you cancel your leave when you came back?"
Su Mu said proudly:
"Of course I'm doing business, Mr. Ye. I'm doing this for the company. I'm not asking for leave. During working hours, don't think about deducting my salary. I'll fall out."
Ye Wanqiu sneered and said:
"Where are the results of the work?"
Su Mu took out a USB flash drive and threw it over:
"See for yourself."
Ye Wanqiu did not doubt the fraud, reached out to pick up the USB flash drive, turned it gracefully in his hand, and asked lightly:
"What's this?"
Su Mu suddenly laughed, his expression as mean as possible:
"Hey, Mr. Ye, don't say I didn't remind you, you'd better put this thing away and never look at it, otherwise, you will be responsible for the consequences."
Who is Mr. Ye?
She regarded Su Mu as her biggest enemy in her life.
"I want to see what the consequences will be."
As he said that, he directly plugged the USB flash drive into the USB interface of the computer.
This USB flash drive has the function of automatically popping up the contents. Su Mu was so scared that it popped up like a rabbit in Mr. Ye's office, and he didn't even have time to close the door.
Outside Mr. Ye's office is the company's administrative department, where more than a dozen beauties are immersed in work.
A strange sound came from Mr. Ye's office.
The beauties raised their heads in horror at the same time, glanced at each other, and then covered their ears with red faces.
Mr. Ye...!
I actually have a hobby of watching movies.
No matter how proud a beautiful woman is, she cannot stop her physiological needs.
In the hearts of the employees, Mr. Ye's image of a domineering female president suddenly collapsed.
In the office, Ye Wanqiu collapsed on the spot.
The video is in high definition, and the shooting angle is the pinnacle of human body art.
It has to be said that if Su Mu becomes a paparazzi, he has the potential to become the world's number one paparazzi.
How could Ye Wanqiu not recognize the man in the picture?
Zhao Muting.
"Su Mu! You bastard!!"
The screams almost shattered the office glass.
Mr. Ye, who was furious, unplugged the USB flash drive, jumped up from his chair, grabbed the crystal ornament at hand, and rushed towards Su Mu's office.
Mr. Ye cried angrily, covering his chest with one hand and holding up a crystal ornament with the other, and smashed it at Su Mu who was smiling playfully.
Looking like a mad tigress, Su Mu only dared to hide here and there, not daring to fight back.
"I'll beat you to death!"
"You piece of shit."
"Don't run if you can, just stop."
More than a dozen beauties outside secretly pricked up their ears.
In Assistant Su's office, bursts of wailing could be heard soon.
"Ouch!"
"Damn woman, if you hit someone without hitting someone in the face, you...!"
"Mr. Ye, that's enough. Don't tear my clothes off. This is Benny, an international celebrity...!"
"Oh, woman, I've fallen out of love, na na na, I've really fallen out of love with you."
"Help!"
"The boss of Ye Group killed someone!"
More than ten minutes later, a gap was suddenly opened in the closed assistant's office, and a bloody head popped out:
"save……!"
After more than ten minutes, Mr. Ye, who looked refreshed, walked out of Assistant Su's office in a majestic manner, with the steps of disowning his relatives.
Noticing that many people were secretly watching, Mr. Ye roared:
"Do you still want to go to work? If you don't want to go to work, go to the Human Resources Department to go through the formalities."
The beauties were so frightened that they lowered their heads like quails.
"snort!"
Returning to the door of his office, Mr. Ye turned around and shouted:
"If word of what happened today spreads even a little bit, you will all resign collectively."
After saying that, she arrogantly closed the office door.
The moment he closed the door, Mr. Ye burst out laughing, laughing extremely happily.
I still can’t deal with you?
You're a little boy, if I don't control you very hard, how can I control you to make money for my mother in the future?
That embarrassing video will become a trump card in her hand.
Zhao family?
Zhao Muting? Let’s see how shameless you will be to pester me in the future.
snort.
How did Mr. Ye know that Zhao Muting had already become her little assistant's dog? How could he still have the courage to pester her?
For most of the afternoon, the atmosphere in the company was extremely weird.
When he got off work, Su Mu had band-aids all over his face. Under the sympathetic eyes of the beauties, he followed Mr. Ye out with shame.
After getting in the car, the frost on Mr. Ye's face melted, and he asked with some concern:
"Does it still hurt?"
Su Mu shook his head repeatedly:
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."
Ye Wanqiu was angry and funny, his face darkened, and he waved to him:
"Come here, let me take a look."
Su Mu quickly covered his face with a horrified expression:
"What do you want to do?"
Mr. Ye was so angry that his palms started to itch again, and he said in a cold voice:
"Hand over your head."
She was sitting in the passenger seat, and Su Mu reluctantly leaned his head over from the driver's seat.
When he lowered his head, he happened to see the dazzling white snow on Mr. Ye's chest.
His heart skipped a beat and he quickly closed his eyes.
Mr. Ye didn't even notice that he was gone. He reached out and gently pressed the band-aid on his face a few times, and said with guilt and distress:
"You are not allowed to act poor with me again, do you understand?"
Su Mu groaned, and his closed eyes quietly opened a crack.
Hmm, Mr. Ye smells so strong... Oh, it doesn't smell so good.