Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

"Well, her last name seems to be Yin, and she seems to be a very famous person in Jiangcheng. I didn't hear her clearly, but there is such a big boss behind her who spends a lot of money. The spokesperson for the clothing brand that our company wants to produce for her is probably her."

"This random amount of money is real money, isn't it more powerful than the support from fans?"

"Hey, it would be nice if we could find a bachelor someday."

Looking at the big screen, Meng Qiao sighed and looked envious. Yu Qingluo felt a lump in his throat when he heard this:

Have they been together all these days?

How deep must the relationship be between two people who can't even be separated from their own mother's body?

If that was the case, why did Yin Liting agree to marry her and treat her like that? Mother Yin was such a reasonable person who could accept her situation and conditions, so why was she so opposed to Zhu Nianqing?

Is it just because of her body?

Even if she really has epilepsy and is infertile, given the Yin family's financial situation and the current state of technology, these shouldn't be a problem!

Just as she was about to say something, Meng Qiao's phone rang again. After answering the call, she hurried away:

"Hey, my boss is rushing me. Let's talk when we have time."

Looking at the advertisements scrolling on the screen, Yu Qingluo stood there for a long time. The more she thought about it, the more anxious she felt.

If the Yin family treated her badly or he had a bad temper, she could just quit. But the two of them couldn't even have feelings for each other. This half-good, half-bad situation was really annoying.

Why should she endure this humiliation?

An idea suddenly flashed through her mind, and Yu Qingluo took out a card from her bag, then turned around and went to the mall.

……

In the conference room, Yin Liting was discussing something with a group of executives when he heard his cell phone vibrating.

He opened it and took a look. Seeing that it was bank card payment information, he ignored it and put it aside, turning his attention back to the information at hand.

"President, the conditions for cooperation with this German company are too harsh. Not only do they want us to give up our interests for five years, but now they want to get our hands on our company and technology. The factory hasn't even started production yet, but they're putting in new conditions every day. I think it's really not worth it. In five years, we might have figured it out by ourselves."

"Yes, everything else is fine. But once this precedent is set, will future cooperating companies want to take over the company's shares in disguise? Even though it's purely for dividends, won't we still be working for them after all the hard work?"

"But in terms of precision manufacturing, WT does have an advantage. There are only two companies in the world that can meet our requirements, and the other company is about the same and has high requirements."

"Another thing is that they are really slow. We had already agreed on the site we were looking at, but when we went back to discuss it over the weekend, the water source was no longer suitable. There were so many problems."

"Yes, it sounds nice to say that they are striving for perfection, but in fact, they are just nitpicking. I guess they think they have us in their grasp and are afraid that they will suffer if they sign too early. So they are ready to ask for too much?"

"But our products are stuck at this point. Among all the products made by domestic and foreign manufacturers, only WT has the best effect."

"Hey……"

"Are we off topic? Shouldn't we focus on discussing how to defeat WT?"

"The contract was drafted, but they changed their mind. I guess even if we agreed to the conditions, they would still push for more. I saw Andre's eyes light up when he visited our production line."

“This contract cannot be signed.”

"I think we still have to cooperate. The sooner the product is launched, the sooner it can gain a firm foothold in the market. Making money is the key. It is still uncertain who will swallow whom in the future."

"We can't let him dominate the country alone. Find another home!"

"Will this offend people? We have been working on this cooperation for half a year. If we fail to do it right, we will lose more than we gain."

"It's better to study it yourself!"

Everyone expressed their opinions, arguing with each other, and finally, everyone focused their attention on Yin Liting, saying in unison:

"President?"

Everyone wanted to hear his decision, but they saw him frowning and the phone on the table kept ringing.

Fang Yi couldn't help but look over there, and saw the big words "XX Bank" jumping.

It was a call from the bank’s customer service, so why didn’t he hang up?

Just as I was wondering, I saw Yin Liting standing up:

"Ten minutes of rest."

After going out to answer a phone call, Yin Liting's face darkened visibly:

"Okay, I understand. I'll come over when I'm free."

Fang Yi walked out and heard this sentence. He handed over a bottle of water and said:

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with the funds?"

As soon as he said this, Fang Yi shook his head. If there was a problem with the funds, it should be handled through the company's accounts, and the person who called should be the financial director. How could it be the bank's customer service?

When he looked over again, he saw him flipping through text messages on his phone.

The screen was full of consumption information, and the two most recent card swipe records were less than a minute apart.

Looking at this, Fang Yi was shocked:

"Is your card stolen?"

Is the last one a bank freeze reminder?

Which thief is so stupid to swipe so many at once in broad daylight?

After knocking his forehead, Yin Liting also had a headache:

"I'm going to make a phone call."

Does this mean that he is not comfortable listening?

At the end of the corridor, Yin Liting dialed Yu Qingluo's number:

"Sorry, the number you dialed is currently unanswered. Please call again later..."

After calling twice in a row and getting the same reply, Yin Liting looked at his phone and huffed angrily:

What is this woman doing?

She swiped his credit card with a monthly limit of one million until it was frozen in one day, and she didn't even answer the phone?

He wanted to send a message, but couldn't express himself clearly for a moment. Finally, Yin Liting hung up the phone, turned back, and sat back in the conference chair. His face was gloomy and he looked unwell.

The executives were confused, but their expressions were not so confused that they could not understand each other. So when the meeting started again, everyone unanimously restrained their attitudes and tones. After a debate, there were still several different opinions and no progress was made.

Seeing that there was no result, Yin Liting was obviously getting impatient, so Fang Yi quickly picked out the key points:

"President, what do you think? Should we continue to attack WT or look for another way out now? And the issue of internal dividends..."

I've been struggling for a week, and there has to be a direction for the wind to blow.

Yin Liting was getting very annoyed and his temper also flared up:

"You are shameless. Go wherever you want. Go talk to XMZ Company in the US and set our terms. If neither company compromises, we will start the project and poach people from these two companies with high salaries!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he stood up:

"You've been tired for a few days, go back and rest, and make up for the weekend on Monday."

He wants to go home now!

He waved his hand and walked away. A group of people behind him half sat up, staring at each other, all of them were stunned:

Does this mean that he's really pissed off and won't talk about the contract on Monday?

At this time, in the clothing store, Yu Qingluo was also confused while browsing pajamas:

Black card, she only spent less than 200,000 yuan and it’s abnormal?