Raising his head, Ye Qiufeng took a look at the woman's face and found that the woman's face was still calm, but there was some contempt between her eyebrows, but this was ignored by him and ignored by him.
Bang...bang...bang...
Ye Qiufeng's heartbeat has accelerated. Seven zeros are so refreshing just looking at them. After all, these zeros don't have any decimal points!
At this moment, Ye Qiufeng began to fill in the number on the eighth digit. This number was any number from one to nine!
Don't underestimate these numbers, because the gap between them is huge. Compared with 10 million and 90 million, of course 90 million is more attractive.
Ye Qiufeng's heart was pounding because he didn't know how much he should fill in.
Ninety million? What if the limit is exceeded? He wrote seven zeros at the end, which is already super snobbish. Is it too much to add a nine?
Finally, Ye Qiufeng made a heavy stroke and wrote a 1. At this point, an eight-digit check was completed.
Just such a small piece of paper can turn someone into a multimillionaire! And, there are no handling fees!
After filling out the form, Ye Qiufeng raised his head and glanced at the woman, his eyes seeming to ask, does this number exceed the limit? After all, a breakup fee of 10 million is a sky-high price.
The woman was still smiling and said calmly: "Since sir, you have filled out the check, please keep the check. It is best to wait for the bank to work and transfer the money on this check to your card immediately. This is not anonymous.
It would be bad if the check was lost or picked up by someone else."
Ye Qiufeng's body trembled. The woman's words were a disguised way of telling him that the amount of ten million did not exceed the limit of this check!
At this moment, Ye Qiufeng's expression was quite complicated. Even he himself didn't know whether he was feeling surprised or a little regretful. To his surprise, tens of millions of properties fell from the sky like pies. What he regretted was that he didn't have it just now.
Write 1 as 2, or 3, 4... or even 9!
The greed of human nature is vividly displayed in Ye Qiufeng.
His expression was as rich as an ever-changing landscape painting.
Taking a deep breath, Ye Qiufeng signed and stamped the agreement.
"Happy signing, Mr. Ye, this contract is made in two copies, one for you and one for me. Okay, I won't bother you. Then it depends on the performance of Mr. Ye and your daughter. If they don't perform well, then
According to the agreement in the contract, we will come forward to change your home and transfer your daughter to another school."
The woman's voice fell, and the person turned around and left.
Only Ye Qiufeng, who was still in a dream, was left holding the check in his hand, unable to recover.
Is all this true or false?
"Dad, what is this? What did she mean by what she just said."
At this time, Ye Zhimei walked out of the room. She listened intermittently to what the woman said. The contract seemed to have something to do with her. She walked to the coffee table and took a look at the contract. At first, she didn't care, but suddenly she saw Zhang Yifeng.
With three words, I immediately became serious.
She subconsciously picked up the contract, and the more she read it, the paler her face became.
Why does her heart feel so uncomfortable when she looks at this contract...
The content of this contract is actually not cruel. In summary, it is to keep her away from Zhang Yifeng. Strictly speaking, she is not very familiar with Zhang Yifeng, but why would she feel sad if she was asked to leave Zhang Yifeng...
"Dad, did you sign it?"
Ye Zhimei turned around and asked Ye Qiufeng. In fact, she had already seen Ye Qiufeng's signature and handprint.
Ye Qiufeng finally came back to his senses and said with a smile: "Amei, haven't you always disliked me taking charge of your life? Haven't you always been disgusted by those upper-class social gatherings? Maybe you don't need it now. Do you know?
How much did I fill out on this check?"
Ye Zhimei looked at Ye Qiufeng's twisted smile. For some reason, she felt that her father was so ugly for the first time.
What do you mean to him?
Tool?
"How many."
"Ten million! Do you know what this concept is? Even if your father doesn't eat, drink or spend a penny in his life, he will never earn ten million in his life!"
"Yes, ten million is indeed a lot."
Ye Zhimei smiled, but only she knew how bitter the smile was.
"Amei, your dad finally doesn't have to look at anyone's face in this life, and finally doesn't have to get up early and work late at night! Go to hell with your boss, go to hell with your chairman, go to work overtime, go to hell!
I, Ye Qiufeng, can finally be as free as the wind!"
Ye Qiufeng looked up to the sky and laughed.
For the first time, he felt so relaxed. Finally, he no longer had to worry about the trivial matters of life and work and exhaust his brain cells!
Money, money, money and life are connected! Now he finally has money.
This little money, even if he doesn't work, is enough for him to eat and drink for a lifetime. In addition, he wants to buy two houses and work as a renter. If house prices rise, then money will make money!
The days ahead will be very pleasant.
In fact, no one is right or wrong in this world.
You think it's wrong just because you don't like that thing. And you think it's right just because you haven't seen something else.
Looking at Ye Qiufeng laughing, Ye Zhimei didn't know whether she should be happy that her father was rich, or whether she should feel sad for her own experience.
"Dad, I have always wanted to ask you something. If one day, someone is willing to spend a lot of money to buy my...my...body, or let me marry a very ugly, ugly guy, then, you
Will you sell me too?"
Ye Zhimei bit her lip and spoke.
"Amei, what did you say? Dad loves money, but he also loves you. I know you were unhappy after reading this agreement, but I swear, this is the first and last time that dad ruins the agreement.
I lost your love. Now that you have money, you can choose whoever you want, as long as the other person is not a scumbag."
"Do you love me too?" Ye Zhimei smiled, and then she said lightly, "In the past few years, I really haven't experienced your so-called love."
After saying that, Ye Zhimei turned around and walked out the door.
Ye Qiufeng was slightly stunned and said angrily: "What are you doing? Where are you going?"
"Go to school." Ye Zhimei replied without looking back.
Ye Qiufeng shouted loudly at that time: "Stop!"
Ye Zhimei turned around, gritted her teeth and said, "Do you have anything else to do?"
Looking carefully, Ye Zhimei's eyes were already red.
She felt aggrieved.
Perhaps, this is because blood is thicker than water and money is not as good as money.
Ye Qiufeng looked at Ye Zhimei's tearful eyes and trembled. He seemed to realize that he had gone too far. His voice became gentle again and said: "Amei, dad actually does it for your own good. What happened to Zhang Yifeng is not what you want."
It's so simple, it's also a good thing for you to leave Zhang Yifeng now."