Chapter 388

Okay, okay, hurry up and come out; if you don't come out, I'm leaving, and later don't say I didn't give you anything—hurry up, I still have things to do soon.

Ye Cheng hung up the phone, then looked at the little sister with an extremely expressive face and said,

"I already called him; he'll be out soon."

The little sister struggled to suppress her urge to laugh, pressed her lips together and nodded; there was no way—if she opened her mouth, she feared she'd burst out laughing.

Come out quickly, or I'm leaving.

Damn it!

What do you think our boss is?

Even when municipal leaders come, you have to greet them in advance; do you think you're a provincial leader?

The little sister quickly sat down, not wanting to see Ye Cheng, as it would make her laugh easily.

Just as she sat down, she heard a hurried footsteps coming from inside the company.

Immediately afterward, a person walked out and directly grabbed Ye Cheng,

"Sorry, I was too busy and forgot to tell the front desk."

"Damn, if you're any slower I'm leaving." Ye Cheng said in a tsundere manner.

"Fine, fine, I'll take you in, okay? Did you bring the stuff?" Lao Wang looked at Ye Cheng with a lecherous expression.

That expression left the front-desk little sister staring blankly!

When did the boss have twin brothers, and the contrast is this huge?

As for the person right in front of her being her own boss,

That's impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

Ye Cheng could see the little sister's expression from his side, so he quickly coughed to remind Lao Wang.

Only then did Lao Wang notice he'd been a bit improper; he quickly straightened up, then turned and spoke solemnly to the front-desk little sister,

"Alright, this is my guest; next time he comes, just let him in."

The little sister nodded foolishly.

Don't worry.

Even if he shows up naked next time, I'll still let him in.

One phone call got the boss summoned—this is too harsh.

Lao Wang pulled Ye Cheng into the company, and Ye Cheng also took a quick look around.

The company is still quite big, with many people; regarding Ye Cheng, everyone wondered where he came from and why the boss personally came to pick him up.

However, looking at Ye Cheng's attire, most people guessed he must be a rural relative from the boss's hometown.

Lao Wang's office is at the far end; from a distance, one could see a young secretary dressed properly and with a sweet appearance standing at the door to greet them.

Ye Cheng tilted his head and said softly,

"You found such a young and pretty secretary—did Xiao Rou not take you out?"

Lao Wang gave a hehe smile, with that "you know what I mean" look, and replied softly,

"This is Xiao Rou's close friend, specially assigned to monitor me—you get it, right?"

"Got it! You're really pitiful." Ye Cheng sighed, "Lao Wang, it'd be great if you had a son, or even a daughter, to watch your days go by."

"By the way, do you want to take Xiao Rou in? I feel that once she's married she won't bother me anymore." Lao Wang raised his eyebrows at Ye Cheng.

"Damn!" Ye Cheng shouted,

"You're coming again, trying to shift the blame—cut it out; after I deliver the stuff, I'm leaving."

The little secretary at the door looked at Lao Wang and respectfully called out,

"President Wang, good."

Then, with a strange expression, she sized up Ye Cheng from head to toe, making his hairs stand on end—good grief, she looked at him like a meat buyer at a market.

Entering Lao Wang's office, one had to admit the big boss's office is indeed different.

One word: huge!

Fifty to sixty square meters, one side is the work area, the other side is for tea.

Lao Wang directly brought Ye Cheng to the tea side, then eagerly looked at Ye Cheng,

"Let me see the drawings?"

Ye Cheng casually pulled two wrinkled sheets from his pocket and handed them over.

Lao Wang looked at him speechlessly,

"Come on, you couldn't get slightly better paper? What is this, an elementary school homework notebook?"

"Yeah, it's exactly an elementary school homework notebook; finding a notebook at home is already decent, and you're still complaining—hurry up and look, ask whatever you need after you're done, I still have things to do today."

Lao Wang gave him a white-eyed look, "Damn, I'm an old boss who took time out to see you, and you're still nitpicking."

Lao Wang opened the two sheets and looked; the more he looked, the more surprised his face became.

"This design—really, can't say it's divine craftsmanship, but it truly makes good use of space; 89 square meters really has three rooms, even after subtracting common areas."

"The four-leaf-clover layout is similar, with a closet and double bathrooms inside; the design is bold yet practical."

Seeing Lao Wang's reaction, Ye Cheng knew he had spotted the awesome aspects of the design.

"This is practically the best layout of later generations—of course it's awesome."

After Lao Wang had looked enough, Ye Cheng took out another sheet, a community plan, and began to explain,

"Well, this is the pedestrian-vehicle separation design; the whole community will look much more upscale, and I mentioned putting a swimming pool in the middle here."

"Then we need to plant upscale trees in the community—the more pretentious the better, like palm trees, ginkgo trees, or even if you can manage two golden-sandalwood nanmu trees."

"Also, we need to arrange a clubhouse here—a place for cards, fitness, and swimming; if space allows, we can dig an indoor swimming pool."

With this plan, your house—if you don't sell it for 20,000 per square meter, you'd be letting yourself down.

Ye Cheng's over-the-top talk left Lao Wang's brain reeling; suddenly, a flood of concepts poured in.

Besides separating pedestrians and vehicles, there's a clubhouse and palm trees—goodness, is this a house or a scenic area?

Seeing Lao Wang's doubtful look, Ye Cheng said firmly,

"You didn't get it wrong; future houses will be a scenic area, a high-end scenic area!"

Those later high-end residential complexes—never mind separating pedestrians and vehicles; even people entering need some guidance, let alone a butler.

Marble covers the ground, the courtyard is full of high-end trees and flowers, plus the river and sea views outside the community—all to give people that scenic ambience.

Lao Wang listened attentively, occasionally jotting notes in a small notebook; these were things he had never heard of before.

Although it came from Ye Cheng, a fisherman, he believed it.

With all those years of business experience, he had his own judgment.

Ye Cheng spent twenty minutes finishing what he needed to say, then stretched out his right hand toward Lao Wang.

Lao Wang glanced twice, then started feigning ignorance,

"What for?"

"Pay up—I've said all this, it's not free." Ye Cheng said, looking at Lao Wang.

This bastard is stingy; he doesn't want to mention money and just wants to weasel out.

"This is something that surpasses anything from the past twenty years; give it to you and you'll get rich—how can you not give me something?"

Lao Wang looked at Ye Cheng, speechless,

"Fine, I'll give you ten thousand—isn't that enough?"

"Get lost! Want some blue lotus? Ten thousand, or a hundred thousand—otherwise I'll tell Xiao Rou you're fooling around with the secretary." Ye Cheng shouted.

"Holy shit! You're robbing me, and for ten thousand it's just a few scraps of paper." Lao Wang raised his eyebrows and shouted as well.