Was it exposed?

Miss Ye came to question why he teamed up with Master Jiu to deceive her? Or...

His mind was working quickly, and Rong Qian knew very well that Ye Wan was someone he could not afford to offend in this life, the previous life, and the previous life combined.

"Hello, Miss Ye!"

Rong Qian answered the phone.

Although he was lying on the bed, he looked as straight as if he was sitting in the office of the president's office.

"Hello, Special Assistant Rong, it's like this..."

Ye Wan said hesitantly, "I want to ask, is Party A's father free recently? I want to arrange a meeting with him to discuss the fulfillment of the contract."

???

In a flash, Rong Qian understood.

"So, Ms. Ye is planning to repay 100 million in advance, end the contract, and get the token back, right?"

"right."

Rong Qian: !!! In just one year, she has earned 100 million? This ability to make money is amazing! As expected, the woman that Jiu Ye likes has no shortcomings.

"this……"

Having been with Master Lu Jiu for five years, from a small assistant to a senior assistant, and now the most powerful assistant in Yujing Group, Rong Qian asked himself, this is the most troublesome problem he has ever dealt with, "Ms. Ye, you know. One hundred million, to the boss, is like a dollar dropped at Buffett's feet."

There was once a joke that said, if there is a dollar at your feet, do you think Buffett will pick it up?

The answer is no.

Because in the 0.01 second that he bent down to pick up a dollar, if it had been in the stock market, he might have made hundreds or thousands of dollars.

Conclusion: not worth it.

Everyone who heard the joke nodded in agreement, saying that the stock god's time and the time of us mortals cannot be compared.

Ye Wan: ...

So, what this Special Assistant Rong meant was that 100 million was too little, and the client's father simply could not spare the time to talk to her about terminating the contract early.

"this……"

Rong Qian said awkwardly: "Ms. Ye, the contract is legally binding. It states two years in the contract. We should strictly abide by the contract. What do you think?"

"All right."

It seems that he didn't expect that some people would rush to pay back the money, while others were not in a hurry to ask for it.

Ye Wan hung up the phone with a question mark on his forehead.

Lying in bed tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, Ye Wan took out his cell phone and clicked on the dark WeChat message from Party A's father.

The other party will collect the 100,000 yuan interest transferred from the previous two months the next day.

But since she arrived in the capital, the other party was either so busy that he didn't even have time to open WeChat, or he felt it was a waste to move his fingers to click to accept her 100,000 interest.

Never opened it again.

At a glance, the screen is full of expired and returned transfer information.

Ye Wan carefully sent a WeChat message, "Hello! Please send me your account number. I want to fulfill the contract in advance and get my family heirloom back. It won't waste too much of your time. Just send me your account number. The items can be sent back to me by express, or I can pick them up."

Whoosh…

After the message was sent, Ye Wan felt instantly relieved.

But several minutes passed and history repeated itself.

At this moment, Ye Wan particularly hoped that WeChat had the private message function in Feitian Live, which would allow her to see whether the other party had read or not.

After waiting for a long time with no response, Ye Wan sighed in disappointment, stuffed the phone back under the pillow, and fell asleep tossing and turning.

In the study room of an apartment in the adjacent building, Lu Changchuan looked at the WeChat message on the screen with helplessness in his eyes.

He likes money.

But he doesn't want this 100 million at all!

(End of this chapter)