Ye Hao looked indifferent and drank tea: "Don't worry, no matter how difficult this so-called demon is."
"I said this agency is yours, so it must be yours."
"I won the agency right within one day. From now on, you have the final say in Wang Group."
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12 o'clock at noon, Magic City Yacht Terminal.
This is the favorite gathering place for the young and famous ladies in Shanghai.
Once the yacht reaches the high seas, no matter what you do, it will not be restricted by the laws of Daxia.
In the vastly empty sea, these young and famous ladies act even more unscrupulously.
At this moment, in a small yacht owned by the Wang Group, Kim Jong-zhong, who had changed into a Hawaiian beach suit, had a smile on his face.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Ye."
"Since you all want to bet, then I will give you a chance for the sake of the salary offered to me by the group!"
"Li Mingjun, the representative of Shangxing Zaibao Demon City, I have made an appointment for you!"
"He is on vacation on a cruise ship owned by the Shangxing Zaibatsu."
"I spent countless efforts to get the opportunity to take you up to see Representative Li."
"If you can convince him to sign the Magic City regional agency contract with you, then I will pack up the package and leave without saying a word, and crawl from the president's office to the gate!"
"If you can't settle this matter, then I will definitely help Mr. Ye make a popular short video for Duyin."
Obviously, after suffering a big loss from Ye Hao in the morning, Jin Zhengzhong immediately went to the two people behind him for advice.
After receiving the instructions, he went directly to Wang Lingyue and Ye Hao, acting as if he was working for the Wang Group wholeheartedly, and said that he would take the initiative to help Ye Hao make an appointment with Li Mingjun, the representative of the Shangxing Conglomerate Demon City.
Although Ye Hao knew very well, there must be someone else behind this incident, either to set a trap for him and Wang Lingyue, or to have some conspiracy prepared.
But it doesn't matter to him. Since Kim Jong-zhong is willing to contact Li Mingjun, he can save some energy.
Squinting at Jin Zhengzhong, who was smiling but not smiling, Ye Hao said lightly: "Executive Jin, don't worry. If I can't sign the contract today, I will resign directly."
"But, I'm always a kind-hearted person, so I'll remind you."
"If you want to see my jokes, stop talking nonsense."
"I think you should ask your people to go to the company to lay the carpet first."
"Because I'm afraid that when you climb out of the company later, the floor tiles will scratch your delicate skin."
Ye Hao smiled warmly, but the corners of Jin Zhengzhong's eyes twitched slightly, and then he showed a wanton smile: "If Mr. Ye is so confident."
"Then let me first wish Mr. Ye a successful start!"
"I hope that when we get on the cruise ship soon, Mr. Ye will still be as arrogant and domineering as now!"
Obviously, Jin Zhengzhong felt that there was no need to be angry with Ye Hao at this moment. In his opinion, Ye Hao was already dead.
He has been eating, drinking and having fun with Li Mingjun these days, giving him countless benefits.
To sign a contract, Li Mingjun may not give him face.
But if he was asked to help slap Ye Hao in the face, Li Mingjun would definitely be happy.
The several group executives who followed him and were wearing the same pants as Kim Jong-zhong all showed knowing smiles at this moment.
In their eyes, Ye Hao's ending was already determined, and they were just here to see a joke.