Female CEO's Ace Soldier King

What, 9527? My credit card? Two hundred and sixty thousand?

This news is undoubtedly a bolt from the blue, which makes Ye Qingcheng unprepared for a moment and extremely shocked!

"Creak!"

A brake sound sounded, the car suddenly stopped on the road.

Outside the window came the curse of other drivers——

"Grass Mud Horse, can you drive?"

"Son of a bitch, are you sleepy?"

If in peacetime, ye always listen to these curses, always hard with them back.

Now, however, Mr. Ye turns a deaf ear to the abuse. He grabs Gu Xiaoman's Apple phone and looks at it with horror.

Yes, it's my own credit card. It costs 269800 yuan. It's located in Donghai hotel.

This is no accident!

"Mr. Ye, what's the matter?" Li Sisi doesn't seem to know why.

Wang Ting also craned her neck and asked Ye Qingcheng, who was rummaging through the bag, "did something fall in the hotel?"

"Yes - it's a credit card with an overdraft of two million yuan

Turning the bag upside down, ye Qingcheng finally confirmed with tears: the credit card of ICBC is not in the bag!

"Ah - no? Did you leave it at home? " Li Sisi opened his mouth and was surprised.

Wang Ting was stunned and said, "does that credit card have no password?"

"That credit card is always on me. I can't leave it at home!"

"That card has a password, but it's very simple. There are only six sixes."

Ye Qingcheng cried back to the second daughter, and read the text message very carefully.

you 're right! That's your own credit card!

"It must be Ma Minghui

Just when ye Qingcheng was at a loss, she suddenly remembered that Ma Minghui, the bastard, was sitting on her handbag when he offered her wine! It must be, it must be this bastard who took his credit card and paid in the hotel!

"Mr. Ye, does Huige know your credit card password?"

Gu Xiaoman looks at Ye Qingcheng incredulously.

Ye Qingcheng blinked a few eyes, whimpered and said, "such a simple password, he tried several times to try it out!"

"This asshole is so hateful, Mr. Ye. I'll call him and ask him!"

Wang Ting asked Ye Qingcheng for Ma Minghui's mobile phone number.

Ye Qingcheng didn't slow down. He just cried and said, "do you still need to ask? It's definitely that bastard who stole my credit card."

"Huige's mobile number is XXX."

Gu Xiaoman sympathizes with Ye Qingcheng's experience. In order to further verify that her credit card was not stolen, she quickly reported Ma Minghui's mobile phone number.

Wang Ting quickly dialed the number and immediately asked, "Ma Minghui, you son of a bitch, did you steal Mr. Ye's credit card and swipe it in the hotel?"

"Are you Tingting? Why are you so blunt? To be honest, I did find a golden credit card on the carpet of the hotel just now, but how did I know it was Mr. Ye? Besides, if you don't give me money after eating, you leave me in the hotel. Even if you sell me, I can't afford to pay for lunch today! Seeing that the owner of the hotel was about to call the police and invite me to the Bureau for tea, I took that credit card and scratched it at the cashier's desk. I didn't expect it to succeed! "

On the phone, Ma Minghui's solemn voice came.

In order to let the people in the car hear her censure, Wang Ting deliberately turned on the handsfree key of her mobile phone.

So before the boy finished his words, ye Qingcheng burst out a roar from the east of the river, "Ma Minghui, you've had enough, you're on purpose!"

"Ma Minghui, you are such an asshole that you dare to swipe Mr. Ye's credit card!" Li Sisi thought it was funny, but she didn't dare to laugh, so she had to help Ye Qingcheng scold him.

Wang Ting also joined the curse camp, "Ma Minghui, you use Ye Zong's money, are you special or not a man? When you get back to the company, I'll be the first to fire you! "

"Several managers, how can I know it's her if the name of President Ye is not written on that credit card? You really wronged me! Also, I really have no way, just take that credit card to try my luck, who knows how many times I swipe it, and I succeed! Ouch - I'm sorry, my cell phone is out of power. I'm going to turn it off automatically. I can't tell you. Goodbye

Ma Minghui hung up Wang Ting's phone, but in his heart, it was a moment of entertainment.

On one side, the hall manager secretly raised his finger to the beauty waiter Yin Jiaqi, then put his mouth to her ear and said with a smile, "Jiaqi, your commission at noon today is estimated to be less than 10000. You are the best employee of this month. The chairman will give you the award in person at the next month's meeting! We have to work hard in the future. Our hotel will not treat you badly. "

"Thank you, manager. I'll keep up my efforts!"

Yin Jiaqi knows that her harvest today is closely related to Ma Minghui; So when she came to Ma Minghui, she bowed respectfully to him, "big brother, thank you."

"Thank you for what? Is there no escape ticket? "

Ma Minghui looks at this budding flower, his eyes seem to be full of infinite tenderness.

"Well, that's about it."

Yin Jiaqi's thought was simple and straightforward. Ma Minghui was not angry. He just gave her a smile and waved his hand. "It's natural that you don't have to thank me for giving money for dinner."

After that, the boy walked carelessly towards the toilet.

Yin Jiaqi took a rag to clean up the mess of No. 9 private room.

Maybe because she got a high commission today, she was so excited that when she rushed to the door of No. 9 private room, she bumped into a middle-aged man's arms.

What's more sad is that this man is carrying a goblet with Raffi. After being hit by Yin Jiaqi, the dark red wine stains immediately spilled on his white T-shirt.

With the sound of "bang Dang", the goblet also fell.

Yin Jiaqi suddenly surprised, stopped, slowly looked up, and then saw a pair of color squinting eyes.

"Little sister, how do you walk?"

The middle-aged man, whose hair stood like a pine needle, had a round face full of silver.

Yes, he's the leader who led a group of men into room 8.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean to bump you. I just walked fast and didn't see you - please forgive me!" Yin Jiaqi repeatedly bowed her head and apologized to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man didn't buy it. He just squinted and said angrily, "I'm sorry? Do you know what I drink? How much is this cup worth? Also, do you know where I made this T-shirt? You've soiled me. Can I wear it next time? "