Flash marriage contract, the abstinent president changed his gender

After standing at the bedroom door for a while, Yin Liting raised his hand and knocked lightly before entering.

However, as soon as I pushed the door open, I heard another "bang" and the bathroom door closed.

Before I knew it, I could hear the sound of rushing water.

"Hey~"

Touching his nose, Yin Liting couldn't help but sigh that he was really unlucky at the moment. He would have to wait at least twenty minutes for her to come out.

Looking at the bags in his hands, Yin Liting walked to the corner desk that Yu Qingluo had bought for herself, chose a conspicuous spot, and placed it on the ground against the wall.

Standing up, he looked into the eyes of a panda doll on the storage rack at the corner of the table. The furry panda doll was exquisite and lifelike, wearing a khaki sweater embroidered with red hearts. The white part of the panda was obviously darker, and there were signs of wear and tear on the edges of the sweater. It was obvious that it had been washed many times, but it was still cute.

"How old are you? Why do you still like this kind of thing like a child?"

He curled his fingertips and felt the furry touch. At this moment, his cell phone vibrated again. Seeing that it was Fang Yi calling, he turned around and walked out the door.

"I see. Let's talk about it when we meet later."

After hanging up the phone and checking the time, Yin Liting returned to the bedroom. At this time, the sound of running water in the bathroom seemed to be louder. Finally, he edited a message and sent it, then he picked up the car keys on the side.

……

When Yu Qingluo came out of the shower, she saw shopping bags neatly laid out on the ground.

She walked around the bedroom and listened carefully. Finally, she packed up and went to bed. She tossed and turned but couldn't fall asleep. Her senses were clear and she knew there was no one around her. Finally, she turned on the light and sat up again.

It’s half past eleven?

Is this the sleeping room?

hemp eggs.

Why are you coming back?

For no reason, she even lost her sleep.

Yu Qingluo took the phone and prepared to go out to get a glass of water. When she turned it on, she saw the unread message on it:

【Feel sorry】

[Something happened at the company, I have to work overtime]

gone?

wipe!

After hanging up the phone and looking at the bags in the corner, Yu Qingluo was so angry that smoke almost came out of his head:

company?

Do you think she is blind or stupid?

No wonder he was so diligent and picked up the things for her and brought them in?

Scumbag!

After scolding someone severely, she went out to check the door before climbing onto the bed and falling into a deep sleep.

……

In the blink of an eye, it was a new week. On this day, the hall was busy. Just after seeing off a new batch of consulting clients, Yu Qingluo was called to an office nearby by the manager.

"Manager, you're looking for me?"

"Qingluo, Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon. I'm not busy recently. Don't waste time in the front hall. Just leave it to the reception."

As he spoke, the manager handed over a list:

"There are two key clients that you have met before. They have previous experience in financial management in this area, but they are not cooperating with us. The wives at home are knowledgeable and have a say. The mooncakes and gift boxes are in the office. You can pick them up at will. You can explain the investment theory clearly."

After a quick glance, Yu Qingluo understood what the manager meant:

This is a roundabout way for her to save herself and become a lobbyist.

"Are you opening an account with me, or is it a financial product of the company?"

The nature of these two products is completely different. For customers who can live in a villa, the newly launched financial products may cost millions or even tens of millions. She doesn't want to do it because she doesn't understand it.

The risks in this regard are too great. If something goes wrong, she won't be able to take the blame.

"Don't worry, even if the products are sold, it's still up to you. You just need to deliver the products and talk to them about the return on investment. If they can get you to open an account, that's all."

The manager shook his head and sighed:

"Luoluo, in fact, with your conditions, if you do the latter, your income will definitely be more than ten times what it is now. You know, with your customer level, even if you sell one order a month, the commission will be at least six times what you have now. Last month, a manager successfully signed a ten million order and received a commission of 680,000. He has already reported it to me."

“It can be sent in three months at the latest.”

"It's good enough to sign one big client like this per year, but many of your clients are at a very high level, and the key is that they all trust you."

Just in terms of the commission from opening an account, she is truly the best among the best.

The manager wanted to say something, but Yu Qingluo waved his hand:

"Manager, you know I only take what I deserve. I won't do anything I'm not sure of. If you want me to be a trader instead of going to the front desk, my commission will definitely not be less than 680,000."

What she lacks is capital and time.

The key point is that this person has been promising her good things for several years, but she is still stuck in the same place.

As a trader, she can be responsible for her own profits and losses, and the profit and loss are her own business. If she wants to promote a product and it goes wrong due to an inappropriate performance, it may cause others to lose their fortunes, and she will be implicated or not, and she will never be able to live with it in her life.

One has to be conscientious when making money, otherwise, she is afraid that she will not be able to keep it.

"Ahem, Luoluo, it's not that I don't trust you, but the pressure on traders is too great. The company is investing real money in it, and there has never been a female trader in history. I have been trying to get one for you."

See, in the end it's just empty promises for her!

The four looked at each other, one rolled his eyes, the other coughed awkwardly, and then Yu Qingluo took the list and left.

……

After saying goodbye to his colleague Zhong Xiaofang, Yu Qingluo went to pick out a few gift boxes and left early.

Because it was still early and not too late, Yu Qingluo wore a gray and white casual dress to work. She felt it was inappropriate no matter how she looked at it. She did not rush to contact the client and drove back home first.

After looking through the information on her mobile phone, she walked in and went straight to the bedroom without changing her shoes. She didn't notice that there was a pair of women's white shoes under the shoe cabinet that did not belong to her.

After entering the bedroom, she was about to go to the desk to get a notebook when she heard a "bang".

When she looked up, she saw Zhu Nianqing standing beside the bed, in front of her desk, holding her panda doll in her hand, and the pen holder beside her was knocked over by her.

At this moment, she was wearing a loose shirt-style long skirt with the buttons of the top unbuttoned. Her hair was obviously disheveled from lying down. Looking at the quilt on the bed that was obviously lifted up at one corner and the sheets that were obviously wrinkled, Yu Qingluo's head began to buzz and she felt unwell.

"Who allowed you to touch my things?"

Taking a few big strides forward, Yu Qingluo snatched the panda doll from her hand. Under the powerful force, Zhu Nianqing subconsciously spun around, tripped over the carpet, and fell onto the bed.

"S-Sorry, I, ah... cough cough..."

Yin Liting heard the noise and turned back to the study room to see this scene:

"what are you doing?"

He took a few big steps forward, pushed Yu Qingluo aside, and quickly helped Zhu Nianqing calm down:

"How are you? Have you taken your medicine?"

"Where's the medicine?"

At this moment, there was another muffled "bang". Yin Liting turned around and saw Yu Qingluo stumbling against the wall. On the back of his half-raised hand, there was a clear red mark with blood oozing out...