She knows how poisonous Bo Siyan's mouth is better than anyone else.
She usually suffers all the hardships, but today it is time to cause trouble to the east and harm others.
"It's just a thirty game, just a million!"
Ran Yi sneered, speaking loudly.
Mr. Yang frowned and immediately looked at the landline, for fear that the God of Wealth opposite him would hear it.
The phone was indeed quiet for a moment.
Then the man chuckled, indeed cold, with a little ridicule.
"Thirty games are missing."
Everyone looked at each other.
Qin Songyao was also stunned for a moment and quickly said, "There are quite a lot!"
She had already stopped Xu Zhengan from operating, and she had no hope on him.
When I made this call, Ran Yi was forced to the end, so I planned to use the power to fight. I thought I could ask the boss to adjust the publicity and promotion later so that they could be self-reliant.
She didn't expect to owe him a greater favor for his money.
He wouldn't laugh at her again when he was face to face.
Opposite, Bo Siyan called out to Secretary Xu lightly.
Everyone in the office knew that this was planning to increase the price!
Qin Songyao was stunned and spoke quickly to stop Xu Zhengan.
Mr. Yang stole her phone in time, with an excited expression and kept complimenting Bo Siyan.
Bo Siyan didn't reply to him a word.
Mr. Yang was not angry, and as he said that, he stuffed the phone to Qin Songyao again, with his eyes showing off.
Don't stop.
Let’s talk to God of Wealth!
Qin Songyao: “…”
The room was silent, and suddenly, someone from the Finance Department ran in.
Mr. Yang immediately looked up and looked.
Let’s talk with lip and hand gestures.
Fifty games!
Two million!
Added up, it’s more than three million!
There were whispers in the house.
Lu Qiao and others were stunned.
Ran Yi's expression was the most exciting. She didn't expect that she would give Qin Songyao a more successful result in just one sentence!
Who is the opposite person?
"It's enough now?"
The man's deep voice came again, full of casual jokes, and it was obvious that the two million were just a small amount of money that was raised and dropped from his hands.
Mr. Yang wanted to speak for Qin Songyao, but he was afraid of disturbing the God of Wealth, so he could only urge Qin Songyao with his eyes.
Qin Songyao licked his dry lips and said, "...it's enough."
She thought about it and added: "Thank you."
The opposite paused, and the man said slowly, "Two million, I'll just say thank you?"
It was heard in public, and people's ears were cumbersome.
No need to think, if this is private, who doesn’t know what two million can be exchanged for?
Qin Songyao silently, thought for a while, and then added another sentence: "Thank you."
Thank you two, okay?
Everyone: "..."
The phone is quiet.
In the huge conference room, Bo Siyan stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the tiny raindrops on the glass, and his lips were pursed tightly.
He stood in an open space, a little far from the conference table, but the executives in the room were all sharp-eyed and could hear it clearly.
Mr. Bo's tone sounded like a slight tone.
Hell, hell.
After a long time.
Bo Siyan spoke and snorted softly: "Snow White is expensive enough."
Qin Songyao had no words to answer, so it was hard to say thank you again.
She said: "We Mr. Yang want to say a few words to you."
Mr. Yang:???
Bo Siyan frowned.
"No."
"That……"
"Play your play."
"……oh."
The dry dialogue is filled with an inexplicable intimacy.
Then, the other party hung up.
At this time, the talents in the office took a deep breath in tacit understanding.