Chapter 65

A breakfast ended in hidden smoke.

Ye Fei drove the car, carrying Gu Qingcheng and his sisters, towards the City No. 1 middle school.

All the way.

Gu Qingcheng looks at Ye Fei and Gu Xiaoran from time to time. He feels very strange and feels that there is something wrong between them.

What's the matter with these two people?

Did you quarrel again?

But it's not right, because Gu Qingcheng saw not only anger, but also a little shame from his sister's eyes.

However, now Gu Xiaoran is in the car, and Gu Qingcheng can't ask, but plans to ask Ye Fei later.

So he picked up his tablet and began to browse the news.

"What? Yayun clothing declared bankruptcy?! "

Gu Qingcheng's frightened voice rang out in the car.

"Sister, what are you talking about? Show me, show me! "

Gu Xiaoran took the tablet in Gu Qingcheng's hand and browsed it with great interest.

"Oh, Yayun clothing went bankrupt so soon?" Ye Fei pretended not to know anything and asked.

"Well, I just read the morning news that Yayun clothing was suspected of many violations, and the relevant departments intervened in the investigation... At 1 a.m., Yayun clothing officially declared bankruptcy." Gu Qingcheng nodded and replied.

"Hey, if you go bankrupt, you'll go bankrupt. Keeping a junk company like this is a waste of resources. Going bankrupt early is a good thing for many people."

Ye Fei tilted his lips, pretending to be indifferent on his face, but he was shocked in his heart.

Well, darling, the current network is too awesome!

I just posted the photos of Jin Dakui and his secretary on the Internet yesterday afternoon. So soon, the relevant departments intervened in the investigation?

Tut Tut, this network effect is great!

Otherwise, how can the relevant departments be so efficient?

"Well, fortunately, we recovered the balance yesterday. If we wait until today, we won't come back at all."

Gu Qingcheng breathed a sigh of relief and then said to Ye Fei, "Ye Fei, thank you for this."

"Hehe, Mr. Gu, why did you thank me? I didn't do anything yesterday. If you want to thank me, go to sister Xie LAN!

Didn't you see that sister Lan was really overbearing yesterday. She shocked the people in Yayun clothes in a few words! "

Ye Fei smashed her mouth and said, "if sister LAN wasn't present yesterday, I wouldn't have got the money back!"

Gu Qingcheng smiled and said, "anyway, this credit is from you and sister LAN. I will reward you at that time."

"Hey, hey, thank you, Mr. Gu!" Ye Fei said with a smile.

"Cut, blind cat meets dead mouse!"

Gu Xiaoran said angrily.

"Xiao ran, how did you talk?"

Gu Qingcheng turned his eyes to Gu Xiaoran.

"Hum, it is!"

Gu Xiaoran spat out his tongue at Ye Fei.

"You girl..."

Gu Qingcheng shook his head and said, "Xiao ran, you should study hard at school today. If you let me know that you skip classes and go to Internet cafes, I will... I will..."

"Well, sister, I see. I promise to study hard and make progress every day."

Gu Xiaoran replied weakly.

At this time, the car also arrived at the school.

Before Gu Qingcheng could speak again, Gu Xiaoran hurriedly picked up his bag, said "goodbye, sister", then jumped out of the car and ran into the school.

Gu Qingcheng sighed softly and said, "the child is becoming more and more disobedient. As a sister, I really don't know what to do..."

"Mr. Gu, you don't have to worry too much. Xiao Ran is pretty good. You don't know how naughty I was when I was her age.

I've been skipping classes and fighting. You see, I'm not good now. Children of this age have a rebellious period. As long as this time passes, Xiao ran will be sensible. " Ye Fei said with a smile.

"I hope so!"

Gu Qingcheng sighed and then said, "Ye Fei, you have nothing to do with Xiao ran?"

"Nothing. What's the matter, Mr. Gu?"

Ye Fei was surprised, but he pretended to be confused on his face.

Did Gu Qingcheng know that he gave Gu Xiaoran chest treatment?

what the hell!

If you know this, it will be a big deal!

"Really nothing?"

Gu Qingcheng stared at Ye Fei and asked again.

"It's really nothing."

Ye Fei shook his head decisively.

Gu Qingcheng nodded without asking any more questions.

Because, judging from these days, she thinks Ye Fei is still very good, so she just thinks she is worried too much.

Seeing that Gu Qingcheng didn't ask any more questions, ye Fei was relieved.

I'm NIMA. I'm scared to death.

What's going on like an affair?

What a depression!

Without words, the car soon arrived at Qingcheng international.

Gu Qingcheng is busy, and ye Fei also comes to the security department.

As soon as he entered the security department, ye Fei saw a group of security guards around there chatting with each other.

"Good morning, brothers!"

Ye Fei walked past with a cigarette in his mouth and a smile.

Hearing Ye Fei's voice, the security guards quickly stood up.

Everyone smiled and said hello to Ye Fei, and there was no seriousness and prudence before.

Because, through these two days together, these security guards also know that as long as they don't confront Minister Ye, Minister Ye is actually quite good.

Ye Fei nodded with a smile and asked, "what were you talking about just now?"

"Minister Ye, you really don't know what we're talking about?" Asked a black faced security guard.

"I don't know."

Ye Fei shrugged.

"Oh, that's right. Minister Ye, you've only been here for a few days. You shouldn't know yet."

A little older Lao Zhang came out and said, "Minister Ye, we are talking about the 'Friendship Cup' basketball game to be held next week."

"Basketball game?"

Ye Fei was stunned and asked, "what ghost is this?"

"Minister Ye, you don't know that!"

Lao Zhang smiled and continued: "there are six companies in Ninghai city that do well in clothing, cosmetics and biomedicine, ranking at the forefront, and Qingcheng international is naturally one of them.

In order to deepen the friendship between us, Qingcheng international and five other companies will hold a basketball game every year.

Therefore, every company has its own basketball team, and our company is no exception. "

After listening to Lao Zhang's words, ye Fei almost understood.

In fact, to put it bluntly, several companies promote close cooperation between companies under the guise of holding basketball games, but also for resource sharing.

"Lao Zhang, don't you tell me that the basketball team of our company is composed of you?" Ye Fei asked jokingly.

"Yes, Minister Ye, there are too many female employees in Qingcheng international, and only the men in our security department can get together a basketball team." Lao Zhang replied.

"Oh, you too. If you keep talking, I won't disturb you."

Ye Fei was not interested in the basketball game. Just about to enter the office, Lao Zhang stopped him.

"Minister Ye, wait!"

"Lao Zhang, is there anything else?"

Ye Fei turned around.

"Minister Ye, on behalf of the 'dream team' of Qingcheng international, I officially invite you!

Minister Ye, please join our 'dream team' and join us in the 'Friendship Cup' basketball game! "

Lao Zhang finished, then waved his hand, and several security guards behind him spoke in unison.

"Minister Ye, please join our 'dream team' and join us in the 'Friendship Cup' basketball game!"

Dream team?

What the hell is this?

These guys really dare to name, even others dare to use the name of the U. S. National team men's basketball team!

Ye Fei waved his hand and said, "forget it, I'm not interested in basketball. I'd better not join!"

"How can this work!"

A thin security guard was in a hurry. He immediately stood up and said, "Minister Ye, your strength is really great. It's a pity not to play basketball!"

"Yes, Minister Ye, if you join us, our company may not be the bottom this year." Another round faced security guard jumped out.

"Wait, what do you mean, what's the bottom?" Ye Fei asked.

The round faced security guard scratched his head and said, "well, Minister Ye, because the physical quality of our company's security guards is uneven.

And everyone's basketball level is half. Therefore, the basketball game is held every year, and our company is at the bottom every year... "