“Oh my God!” Hao Yunyang ordered the dishes, chatted casually with Cao Xiuhe and a few former colleagues, and then turned to go upstairs to the private room. After Dou Yunyang and Wang Shiyu left for more than ten seconds, Cao Xiuhe took a deep breath and sighed, “Now I understand why Director Liu calls him Director Hao. Just look at his style. He truly deserves the title of ‘Director’.”
“Just the dishes cost over eight thousand, the commission must be at least six hundred, right?” The waiter let out a long sigh: “With Yunyang’s style, no matter how much money he has, he’ll spend it all. He’s just a manager, not even the boss, yet he’s more generous than those big bosses.”
“How do you know he’s not a boss? Maybe he’s already a millionaire.”
“Hah, country bumpkin, a millionaire is nothing. You can find them everywhere on the street now. Only those with tens of millions are considered rich. Do you think this is your hometown’s backwater village?”
“Isn’t your hometown a big city?”
“So what if it’s not?”
“You’re looking for trouble, right?”
“So what if I am!”
“Believe me, I’ll call my boyfriend to beat you up.”
“Go ahead, let’s see who beats whom.”
“You…”
The facts proved that hot-tempered girls are everywhere.
“Liu Ming entered the private room. After three rounds of drinks and five flavors of dishes, Hao Yunyang wiped his mouth with a wet towel and said to Liu Ming: “Chenxin will go back to the company to work tomorrow.”
“Uh…” Liu Ming, who was holding the so-called golden bowl solving the bird’s nest, looked up and said: “Go back? Just go back.”
“I mean, Chenxin will go back to the company for two more months and then stop. So you should confirm the financial manager candidate first.” Dou Yunyang thought for a moment and said: “Let her go back and do accounting. Learn more, and you handle the rest.”
“Okay,” Liu Ming agreed with a smile, and asked Zhao Chenxin: “Are you still mad about last time?”
“No,” Zhao Chenxin shook her head gently, “You were right, I accept it.”
