Perfect Secret Love: The Bad New Wife is a Little Sweet

Feng Yiping: “You..."

Simingli looked at Ye Zheng in his spare time and said, "Okay, I'll bet you, but if you lose, you have to get the hell out of the company! ”

“Yes, if I win, as I say, if I lose, I leave the company and never interfere in the affairs of the company again.” The Ye Yip Yip shooting case was finalized.

“Well, I'll bet you too!” Feng Yiping also said.

This woman, not knowing anything about gambling stones, dared to speak wildly here, it was her own humiliation!

Don't say it's a gambling rookie, even the top gambling master won't dare to slap his chest and say he can win steadily.

After all, the gambling stone business, three points of strength, seven points of luck.

At this moment, Hou Mao Feng and Xue Hui looked at Ye Zheng and were amazed.

Never thought that even the elderly members of the steward's family and the senior members of the board could not help this woman...

However, Hou Mao Feng was just looking at it as a joke. After all, it was all their steward's torn face, and it had nothing to do with him.

“Sherwin-Williams, the video is always on. I'd like to see how Miss Ye wins steadily. ”

In the video, one of the steward's top executives, Cold Channel.

“Okay.” Xue Hui nodded and promised.

At this moment, there are more and more spectators, and the three layers inside and the three layers outside will drain the periphery of the metaphor to the water.

A flower and a divine idolater, etc. are extremely exaggerated to guard Ye Zheng's body, as if who wanted to kill her.

“Boss Wan, I want all your stones. Is it convenient to trade now?” Ye Qiao looked at Wanhe Yun.

“This... Miss Ye, do you really want to stop thinking about it...” Wanhe Yun sighed.

Though Wanhe Yun also wanted to earn this money. If he could sell the original price, he could repay the previous high interest loans, and even spend a lot more working capital. In general, his gambling stone shop, at least, would still be able to operate steadily for about two years...

But what's going on over here? Wan He Yun also saw it clearly.

Don't say that the senior and elderly members of the steward, even if he is, do not have much hope for his original stones. In terms of taste and texture alone, criticism is indeed a metaphor many times...

“Never mind, can we trade now?” Ye Qiandao.

“Yes…” Wanhe nodded.

Since he was told that he could trade, Ye Ying was also reluctant to continue wasting time and immediately engage in on-site transactions with Wanhe Yun.

About a minute later, the trade in the original stones was over.

As for Huang Shixin's side, he also traded raw stones with Metaphor. Now, all the raw stones that Qin Ruoxi had talked about were bought by Huang Shixin.

At the moment, Hou Maofeng looked at Ye Zheng, smiling coldly: “Since Miss Ye is so confident, I'd rather cut it in my store, I can lend you the cutting master in the store. What excellent materials can you open from Wanhe Yun's raw stones, I'd really like to see! ”

“Naturally, that's okay, but your metaphorical cleaver will let it go, and I'm afraid you won't have to compensate me if you cut my finest ingredients.” Ye Qiao chuckled.

“Ooh... from all this garbage... Miss Ye was afraid she was too tired to sleep last night and now has a daydream.” Hou Mao Feng's eyes were filled with shame.

Ye Zheng was also lazy enough to ignore Hou Mao Feng and looked directly at Wanhe Yun: “Wan Boss, please find the cutter of your shop. ”