Deliberately attack

Chapter 360

Tang Yili's mobile phone transfer has a limit of 2 million. She tried a few cards, but they couldn't make up enough.

From reality, there is still a difference of 150 million.

The mobile phone reminds you that the limit is exceeded over and over again, and every time it emits a simulated "dang" sound, which sounds sad and embarrassing in the small and airtight rear seat space.

Tang Yili just thought of turning off the phone to mute, but the last bank card has been used up, and Tang Yili has no chance to try again.

Taking a deep breath, she put down her phone. If it was just an ordinary debt, 150 million, the price of a luxury leather bag, she really didn't worry about it, but this is the employee's year-end bonus, and the nature is different. Looking forward to the night of New Year's Eve, if it fails in the end, the lost trust may be fatal to Yili Garment.

That effect is equivalent to directly announcing layoffs.

Healthy people can talk about death, but dying people will desperately try to survive.

At that moment, Tang Yili ignited the belief that she could not let her employees down, and she would never give up Yili Garment.

Through the forest, you can already see the lights of the villa, dotted with warm yellow, in the quiet and cool night sky, waiting for the owner to return home.

The car is about to enter the hospital.

Tang Yili faced the air and said softly, "I want to go back to the city."

Mobile banking cannot do large-value transfers, but it can be done with a computer, as long as there is a key similar to a USB flash drive.

Tang Yili's key is at the Jingyuan's home.

Xun Lang, who had been silent all this time, turned his head and looked at her quietly. After a while, the car had stopped on the parking lot.

He asked lightly: "How much money are you short?"

"150 million." Tang Yili quickly added, "I'm actually rich, but there is a limit on mobile bank transfers... I should have raised the limit a long time ago, but I just thought it was too cumbersome to do so..."

A simple question caused Tang Yili to answer flusteredly and digress a bit. When she realized it, Xun Lang was still looking at her calmly.

Tang Yili felt ashamed for a moment, and hurried back to the original question.

"Can I go back to the city alone, you don't need to accompany me." She added, "I will be back before eating rice cakes tomorrow morning."

"Running more than 100 kilometers once and for all?" Xun Lang's tone finally became cold, "Tomorrow is the first day of the new year again. Do you know how many people will go to Xishan Temple to offer incense?"

At that time, the road will be very congested.

Tang Yili pursed her lips and didn't think of a rebuttal for a while.

"Get out of the car." Xun Lang ordered.

"but I--"

"Give me the account number, and I'll ask the secretary to transfer the money." Xun Lang stepped out of the car, and then slammed the car door, with a loud bang, giving him a sense of superiority with his own luxury car.

Tang Yili felt as if he had been slapped on the face, and his head was buzzing.

She waited for a long time before digging out Wang Jian's account number from her phone and forwarding it to Xun Lang. This operation process was very short, but it was full of embarrassment and psychological embarrassment.

In the era of advanced information, is this a kind of begging method with a unique style?
The driver in front was silent all the time, and when he saw Tang Yili making a rustling sound, he got out of the car and opened the door for the young mistress.

Tang Yili got off the car from the other side, and when she leaned out of the car, she let out a long breath, which quickly condensed into a puff of white mist in the air, hazy, covering her eyebrows and eyes.

In the house, Qiu Bo has already arranged everything.

In the living room on the third floor, a bottle of red Australian wintersweet is placed on the desk when entering the door, and it protrudes sideways. There are also a few bright green eucalyptus dotted inside, which is a traditional festive atmosphere.

Tang Yili put the bag and coat casually on the sofa, where there was also Xun Lang's black coat.

Through the long corridor, the sound of water came from the direction of the bedroom, Xun Lang should be taking a bath.

They probably won't sleep in separate rooms tonight.

Because there is only one bed in the master room on the third floor, if you insist on sleeping in the guest room on the second floor, you will definitely alarm the elders above.

On this point, Tang Yili and Xun Lang had a tacit understanding.

Tang Yili first went to the cloakroom to find a pair of pajamas to change into, and then went to the bathroom on the other side to take a shower and remove makeup.

Halfway through, the mobile phone rang suddenly. With wet hair and wrapped in which bathrobe, he rushed out of the shower in three steps and two steps. Seeing that it was Wang Jian's call, he wiped the water on his hands on the front of his clothes, and quickly picked it up. .

Wang Jian's tone has become relaxed and cheerful.

"Mr. Li, it's done. The money has been sent to everyone. Everyone in the group is shouting Long live Mr. Li."

Tang Yili was not in the group of ordinary employees, but after hearing Wang Jian's description, he could also think of that scene, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

After a night of suffocation, I suddenly got a little respite.

After hanging up the phone, Tang Yili walked to the bedroom in her pajamas.

Her hair was just blow-dried, fluffy and black, and the pajamas she was wearing couldn't be more conservative. The dark blue cotton underwear had only a thin white fringe rolled around the collar and cuffs.

Although it was plain, it made the person extremely white, the skin was as clear as a piece of tender tofu, and the small face was fumigated by the heat and was flushed.

Xun Lang had already finished washing, and was sitting by the bed reading a book. When he looked up, what he saw was such a gift of Tang Yi.

He paused his gaze for two seconds, then lowered his head and continued to read.

Tang Yili sat on the edge of the bed, not knowing why she was nervous, she moved herself to the bed one by one, and then pulled the quilt to cover her body.

This time, another owner of the double quilt was affected.

Xun Lang looked up again, but this time he directly turned off the button on the control panel, the main light and the bedside light, all of which were turned off.

The room was instantly plunged into darkness.

The night in the mountains is quieter than that in the urban area. Even on New Year's Eve, there is a feeling that time has stood still for thousands of years.

The two were lying on their backs, separated by half an arm's distance. Because the quilt was pulled, a channel was formed in the middle for the cold wind to pass through.

Feeling a little bit of coolness, Tang Yili shrank his quilt back inside again.

In the darkness, the breathing of the two people was one after the other, and after a while, they were assimilated into the same frequency again, quiet and orderly.

But this kind of quietness is too rare, and Tang Yili is still not used to it. She knew that Xun Lang hadn't slept, so she thought about it and spoke.

"Wang Jian called me just now and said that the money has arrived and the problem has been solved...Thank you."

Xun Lang has always been very well-behaved, laying down well-behaved, and now he turned his head well-behaved again, looking at Tang Yili in the dark: "How can I thank you?"

Every time Xun Lang said how to thank him, Tang Yili could always hear some color, affection, it was a sense of aggression that was very close.

In the dim light at night, she could vaguely see Xun Lang's deep jaw line, and the adam's apple rolls inconspicuously downward.Looking up, something surged in the quiet black pupils.

(End of this chapter)