Chapter 18 It’s mine

Before the sales manager shouted, the salesgirl was still filling out the contract! While writing, she wondered whether she was really busy for nothing today. If the client found various reasons after writing, wouldn’t she be laughed at by colleagues? And she hurried to come with holding her urine. So she wondered, or else... not to write? While thinking about the matter, the sales manager's cry rang. She was completely dumbfounded, considering if something was wrong with her ears, and quickly picked them with her fingers. It wasn't until she saw that the sales manager ran to Edward, she recovered. Oh, God! She should meet the God of Wealth. The value of suppressing urine just now was so right! Uncontrollably pleased, she quickly shook hands with Edward and bowed vigorously, her long hair even sweeping Edward's face. "Thank you, thank you. I finally sold a car. Thank you very much..." The salesgirl was tearful in excitement, but the sales manager beside was busy pulling her away. "Okay, what are you doing? But you did a really good job today, and you would receive reward!" Pulling the salesgirl away, the sales manager filled out the contract himself for Edward, and always accompanied with a smile on his face . The other salesgirls in the store all shocked at this time. Especially the one who persuaded others not to take precautions against the pretender just now, was even more embarrassed. Edward was simply a hero. He would pay for a car without any asking. She almost got in the way of other people's business, thus she was very uneasy, but also mixed with some envy and jealousy. Such a customer, why didn't she meet him! Thinking of this, she had the idea of flirting with him. After all, Edward was not only rich, but also handsome, if she can sleep with him... But she only thought about it after all, seeing Isabella next to Edward, she felt disheartened. Compared with Isabella, except that they all wore flesh-colored stockings and needed to squat down in the toilet, they had no common ground. At this time, Isabella had just recovered. She looked at Edward with surprise. "You, did you really buy it?" Edward nodded, looking indifferent. "I think you should be cool when you drive it, so I bought it for you. You’re the boss, and you need a car that deserves your identity, and it’s also good for our corporate image, right?” Isabella really didn't know what to say, "But, but I can't drive it. This car looks different from the usual ones. There are too many buttons. I, I really can't control it. The gift is too expensive, and I can’t ask for it!” Edward waved his hand easily. “It’s not as difficult to control as you think. I’ll teach you later. And this car are not for you, one day if you don’t work in the company, I will take back the car." Isabella knew that this was just Edward's excuse. How could she not be in the company created by herself? She knew this, and Edward knew it too, so the car was just for her. But for such a heavy gift, she really couldn't accept it, "Edward, I know you are kind, but I can't..." "She can't accept it, Isabella can't accept it!" Isabella hadn't finished her words yet. There was a cry ringing out. Then Isabella found that Kristen flicked John's arm and hurried over. "Isabella can't accept this car at all. This car was paid to John. We have decided that you have to buy a car for compensating John!" Although Isabella wanted to decline Edward's kindness, she didn't want to be taken advantage of by Kristen, a cheeky woman. "Compensate John? When you were in the office, everyone could hear clearly. Vice President Smith said that Edward should afford a car of the same value. He didn't say that he would pay John a more expensive car. Kristen, are you crazy about thinking about money?" Kristen froze, remembering that when he was in the office, William Smith seemed to say that. But she still didn't want to believe, let alone watch the Audi R8, which should belong to her, be driven away by Isabella. So she turned to look at John and William Smith. John received Kristen's eyes and shouted: "Yes, what he said in the office is to pay me!" As soon as he finished his words, William Smith gave him a slap. Then he whispered angrily: "Are you a fool? You must have evidence. Why do you say that people want to pay you the car, talking nonsense!" William Smith still held his brain and was not being wide-eyed at the sight of money like John and Kristen. He also loved money, but he considered more. Today, the money was clearly from Edward himself, and Isabella had no money even if she wanted to advance. And through this matter he also saw that the 10 million investment by Edward were true. Since the contract was true, the identity of Edward's major shareholder was also naturally true. It was too easy for a major shareholder to kick out the vice president who did not own shares. So what he wanted now was not how to make a bargain, but to quickly stop the loss! But when William Smith was still thinking about the way to stop loss, Kristen had a new trick. "No, this car is mine and I can't give it to you. You, Isabella is just a bitch, I, Kristen is the first wife. We just divorced this morning, and the money is supposed to be pre-marital property. He must give me half of the property. " Isabella laughed, she had never seen the shameless person like Kristen! Just not waiting for her to say something, Edward escorted her behind and walked towards Kristen. While walking towards Kristen, Edward pulled out a box from his pocket, which was the one given to Kristen last night. "I want to give it to you last night, but you don't accept it. You feared that your hands became dirty. You disliked the sour smell of my sweat on it." "You don't dislike it now, you want it again? But do you remember what you said at the divorce window of the Civil Affairs Bureau in the morning, you said you don't want anything, and you gave it up to me, this registrar can bear witness." "Kristen, I gave you the opportunity three times from last night to this morning. Do you remember what you said? Do I need to remind you how much you were unsympathetic?" "I remember you told me that ‘why don't you eat romantic candlelight dinners, and come here to take my leftovers which are still rancid.’ Can you still remember this? " “If you can remember clearly, then I want to ask you, what is it that gives you such a great motivation to make you stare at this little money at this moment. It is your greed, your dissatisfaction, or your brazenness and shamelessness!"