Chapter 981 Compensate for One Hundred Boxes of Fireworks From the Other Party
Ye Yuchen pursed her thin lips tightly.
He played with a few concert tickets in his hand, and still wore the dark blue star diamond ring on his left ring finger.
"What's the reason?" He rubbed the face of the ticket with his fingertips, especially the three words "Mu Wanqing" on the ticket.
Pei You shook his head, "I don't know."
Ye Yuchen's eyes darkened slightly. He collected all the concert tickets and put them into his ticket folder for collection.
"Go tell the organizer that these tickets do not need to be refunded, and I refuse to send back the tickets."
He said in a deep voice, "If the organizer still insists on refunding, exchange the money for 100 boxes of fireworks and send them over on New Year's Eve. Sooner or later, I will refuse the visa."
Pei You: "..."
The corners of his lips twitched twice.
I don’t know why, but Ye Yuchen has been very obsessed with stocking up on fireworks since last winter...
Pei You couldn't help but remind him, "Xiao Chenchen, there are still a hundred boxes of fireworks stored in the group's warehouse from last year's New Year's Eve."
Hearing this, Ye Yuchen suddenly sneered coldly.
He looked sideways at the calendar, his thoughts seemed to be taken back two years ago, his thin lips parted slightly, "It's almost New Year's Eve again."
She once promised to spend New Year's Eve together every year. If anyone broke the contract, they would pay the other party a hundred boxes of fireworks...
He has kept his promises.
On the day she comes back, two hundred boxes of fireworks will be lit.
However, I am afraid that she has long forgotten her promise and has thrown away the feelings between them...
"Tuk-tuk-tuk-"
The atmosphere gradually became awkward, and there was a knock on the door again.
Gong Qianyue walked in with a stomach-nourishing tea, a faint smile hidden between her eyebrows, as if she was already familiar with the business.
"Achen, I specially made some tea for you to nourish your stomach. There have been a lot of social activities recently. You must remember to protect your stomach before going to drink. Otherwise, it will hurt your body but not the gain..."
With that said, Gong Qianyue put down the bowl of tea.
But Pei You suddenly stretched out his hand and stopped her with a very ugly expression, "Miss Gong, I remember I reminded you that no one is allowed to enter or exit the president's office at will, including you."
Hearing this, the smile on Gong Qianyue's lips froze slightly.
She still insisted on putting the tea bowl on the desk, and then looked at Ye Yuchen with a somewhat apologetic smile, "Sorry, I'm just worried about Ah Chen's health, so I'm leaving now."
After the words fell, Gong Qianyue turned and left.
Pei You looked at her back, curled his lips impatiently, and muttered in a low voice, "This woman is really difficult to deal with."
Ever since Mu Wanqing left, she has been pestering Ye Yuchen.
With that paper engagement contract, the royal family of country A found her and transformed her from an orphan to a princess respected by all.
Due to this status, even if Ye Yuchen repulsed her, he would still have to live with it for the sake of diplomatic relations between the two countries, although he had never given her any good looks...
"Keep an eye on her from now on."
Ye Yuchen's face was tense and ugly, and he was extremely dissatisfied with Gong Qianyue's intrusion into the office.
He picked up the tea bowl and then threw the bowl of stomach-nourishing tea into the trash can along with the porcelain bowl, "Dispose of it."
He never likes other women to get close to him, but Gong Qianyue is dignified on the surface, but in fact he doesn't follow the rules...
"Yes." Pei You nodded slightly.
"And..." Ye Yuchen took a deep breath, as if relieved, "This New Year's Eve, let's light up all two hundred boxes of fireworks."
Pei You twitched the corners of his eyes hard twice, "You...if you don't think it pollutes the air, that's up to you."
Two hundred boxes of fireworks, what fool would do such a thing!