Domineering, I'm that crazy

Is there any smoke?

Nuo Yiming listened and realized that he seemed to have missed something.

Immediately said: "Okay, don't talk about this, anyway, I promise you will give you benefits."

Anyway, when the contract expires, Nuo Yiming will have a lot to gain, so just give some to Meng Xuan at that time.

but……

As for whether to renew the contract, it seems that it needs to be carefully considered.

There was a different look in Nuo Yiming's eyes.

At this time, a familiar figure in the distance, a man in a white shirt just came out of the office building, the man's face, even if it turned into ashes, Nuo Yiming would never forget it.

Yes, this man is Cui Hua.

Cui Hua had a smug look on his face, and the briefcase in his hand started to circle around.

When Cui Hua's eyes fell on Nuo Yiming, there was even more mockery in his eyes.

"Hey, isn't this Manager Nuo from the planning department? Why are you so ashamed?"

This voice is really very familiar, and it is also the voice that makes Nuo Yiming very crazy.

"Manager Cui doesn't talk about clients, so you're wasting your precious time by messing with me here!"

Cui Hua had a smug smile on his face, and a kind of contempt in his eyes.

"Hehe, don't waste it, how can it be wasted. No, the business of 53 yuan has been negotiated."

As Cui Hua spoke, he dangled around with the contract in his hand.

Nuo Yiming frowned, his eyes shone sharply, "The time has not yet come, and the outcome is still unknown."

Cui Hua stepped forward with a more disdainful expression, and slapped Nuo Yiming on the shoulder lightly, "I said, you'd better admit defeat, you have nothing to do with it, you can't talk about business, after all, a plan to grab the business manager's job , isn't this a joke?"

After saying this, Cui Hua's mouth almost reached his ears in laughter.

Nuo Yiming didn't speak, Cui Hua continued: "I see, don't wait until tomorrow, just tell me now, Grandpa, I was wrong, so few people will know, and you don't have to be so ashamed..."

Nuo Yiming sneered: "Do you really think that I can't talk?" After finishing speaking, he suddenly raised his hand and knocked Cui Hua's hand aside.

There was a cold light in the sharp eyes, as if Cui Hua in front of him could be frozen into an ice sculpture in the next second.

Cui Hua paused for a moment, his face was a little stiff, and he quickly recovered his complacent look.

"This time, I'll let you know what happens if you offend me!"

After saying this, Cui Hua turned around and left.

Standing aside, Meng Xuan turned his head to look at Nuo Yiming, then at Cui Hua who had already left, walked up to Nuo Yiming and asked quietly, "So you made a bet with him to negotiate a contract of 50 yuan?"

Nuo Yiming frowned, and the looming blue veins on his forehead slowly eased before he told Meng Xuan the truth of the matter.

Meng Xuan frowned, "So that's the case, but Cui Hua's personality is really not very good, but you can't talk about business like this."

Nuo Yiming turned around, sat on the steps outside the office building, and sighed, "Manager Meng, do you have a cigarette?"

Meng Xuan nodded, "Yes..."

While talking, he lit a cigarette for Nuo Yiming.

Nuo Yiming took a sharp puff and exhaled gray smoke, and remained silent until one cigarette was burned out, and he looked up at the sky.

Although it was not dark yet, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Nuo Yiming then said: "Let's go to Changda Real Estate!"

Meng Xuan was stunned, "Didn't we go there today? The manager isn't here..."

"You will know when you go! Go!"

After saying this, Nuo Yiming got up, afraid of the dust on his buttocks, and opened the door of the Bentley.

There was a deliberate smile on his face, as if everything was under his control.