A terminally ill max-level rich woman transmigrated into a book, becoming the pitiful fake heiress female supporting character.
Zhi Yun originally wanted to seriously experience an ordinary l...
Ruoruo is very good, but the man who can stand next to Miss Zhiyun must be extremely outstanding.
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Zhiyun returned to the Baijing Chamber of Commerce.
She rushed back to deal with other things.
Wei Lai came to the Baijing Chamber of Commerce at some point. Seeing Zhiyun coming back, he stepped forward and said, "Boss, that pretty boy is here to visit."
"Gioco?"
Zhiyun didn't react for a moment.
"It's the pretty boy who follows you around." Wei said awkwardly.
Although he knew his last name was Han, Wei Lai still used to calling him pretty boy.
"So he's gone?"
Wei Lai: "I drove him away."
“…”
She was busy with her work. "Nothing else, I'll go up."
"have."
Zhiyun glanced at Wei Lai and said faintly, "The assistant I hired from Hua Gaoxin is not to be used as an afterthought."
Wei Lai was embarrassed, knowing that he had overstepped his bounds. "Boss, the president of the Si Group is here to visit you. I've already given him tea, and he's waiting for you."
"Si Yufeng?"
"Yes, that's him."
"lead the way."
Wei Lai happily went to lead the way.
Push open the door.
In the huge room, there is a high round table with a cup of tea that is smoking.
Hearing the voice, Si Yufeng raised his head and saw that it was Zhiyun. There was no expression on his face: "Miss Zhiyun, we meet again."
"Why is Mr. Si here?"
Zhiyun walked in and Wei Lai gently closed the door.
Si Yufeng didn't stand up, and gestured to Zhiyun: "Sit down, I came to you because of what happened last time, let's continue talking."
Zhiyun sat down casually and asked curiously, "Mr. Si, can you be more specific about what happened last time?"
"My younger brother, Si Yiruo."
He admitted it frankly.
Zhiyun chuckled, supporting her face with her hand. "Mr. Si, your brother Si Yiruo is fine now. I believe you've found his address, so I don't need to reveal anything more. If you want to take him away, you can do so anytime. However, you have to compensate me for the money I spent on him."
That's too blunt.
Si Yufeng placed his hands on the armrest, gently pressing them again and again: "Are you blackmailing me?"
"No, I'm a businessman now. Businessmen hate to suffer losses, and I don't want to suffer this loss either."
“…”
Her sweet words and flattering manner allowed Si Yufeng to once again see her different side in front of and behind people.
At this time, Zhiyun's cell phone rang.
I looked down and saw that it was Han Qingrang calling.
Zhiyun didn't answer.
Then the voice call came back to mind.
Zhiyun didn't answer.
Then, the video call rang again.
Zhiyun still didn't answer.
She didn't hang up, but just pressed the mute button and let the phone keep ringing without answering it.
Si Yufeng noticed it and asked, "Is it about work?"
Zhiyun smiled and shook her head: "No, boyfriend."
“…”
He still didn't believe that she had a boyfriend.
I joked, "Ms. Zhiyun's boyfriend is very clingy."
"Almost." Zhiyun replied.
“…”
Si Yufeng didn't ask any more questions.
Half an hour later, Si Yufeng came down from the Baijing Chamber of Commerce.
Zhiyun sent him out.
It’s all about work. If we can agree, we’ll be partners. If not, forget it.
Si Yufeng took the lead and the deal was reached.
At the car door, Si Yufeng bent his fingers and gestured, "Miss Zhiyun, come closer."
"Just tell me if you have something to say."
This straight-forward reaction of a straight-forward woman made Si Yufeng laugh and cry.
"When Miss Zhiyun is done with her work these past two days, take me to see Ruoruo. As his brother, I should know his current situation."
"Um."
Zhiyun just nodded and said nothing more.
Si Yufeng left with a smile.
After Si Yufeng left, Zhiyun was about to go in when a car slowly drove over.
Zhiyun noticed whose car it was.
She stood there, watching the car stop, the door open, and Qingji's man get out.
Seeing the man walking towards her, Zhiyun suddenly felt a little nervous.
My subconscious reaction was to turn around and leave.
His wrist was grabbed and he was suddenly pulled over.
She bumped into his chest, and his low, hoarse voice leaned against her ear, a little anxious: "Zhizhi, please, don't ignore me..."