Chapter 100 Zhao Zonglan, I Choose You
In the morning, when Shen Jingni woke up, Zhao Zonglan had just returned from outside.
Seeing the old man's cold, handsome face, she was furious and simply turned her back to him, not wanting to pay him any attention.
That despicable capitalist exploited her for a whole night.
And in the end, they didn't agree to help her find someone.
I'm so annoyed.
Zhao Zonglan knew she would definitely throw a tantrum.
He stubbed out the half-burnt cigarette and said in a low voice, "Get up and eat something when you wake up. I'll take you back to Beijing this afternoon."
Shen Jingni ignored him, shrank back, pulled the blanket over her head, and chose to ignore him.
Zhao Zonglan neither coaxed nor forced her. He simply leaned against the door and said calmly, "We've found her. If you're obedient, you can go see her before you leave."
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw her peek out from under the covers, her eyes glaring at him with a resentful look.
Why didn't you say so sooner?
Zhao Zonglan did not speak again.
He didn't want to argue with that stingy girl right now, lest she cause trouble again.
But in Shen Jingni's eyes, he was just being pretentious and deliberately giving her the cold shoulder.
She threw back the covers, got up, and put on her shoes, muttering to herself, "How annoying."
Zhao Zonglan walked over with a stern face, picked her up with one hand, and startled Shen Jingni, who screamed and quickly grabbed his shoulder and neck.
Her legs thrashed weakly, and she patted his shoulder with her hands, puffing out her cheeks, "Zhao Zonglan, put me down!"
He remained unmoved, forcefully carrying her to wash up and then to have lunch.
The lunch ended with Shen Jingni silently "resenting" the capitalists.
Zhao Zonglan kept his word and, after lunch, took her to the building where Meng Qing worked.
Shen Jingni was still throwing a tantrum. When she got out of the car, she deliberately put on a stern face and said, "You, you wait for me here. You're not allowed to come with me."
Although they lacked confidence, they made their stance clear.
The princess was still angry that he wasn't allowed to follow.
Watching her sullen back, Zhao Zonglan smiled helplessly and asked Chang An in the driver's seat, "Who spoiled her with this bad temper?"
They are lawless and show no restraint.
This puts Chang'an in a difficult position.
He dared not refuse to answer, yet he couldn't be too direct either. "Miss Shen shouldn't be like this in the Shen family, right?"
Zhao Zonglan glared at him coldly, "You mean, I spoiled him?"
Chang An: Uh... isn't that right?
He didn't dare to ask back, so he nervously lowered his head and whispered, "Well, not necessarily."
Serving a ruler is like serving a tiger.
It's too difficult.
Zhao Zonglan closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and scoffed, "Let them spoil me."
It's better than shedding tears.
Chang An wiped away a cold sweat.
He really couldn't figure out what the man was thinking.
The agency was small, occupying only one floor. Shen Jingni met Meng Qing at the end of the corridor.
She was standing by the window smoking, and there were fresh wounds on her exposed wrists.
Seeing Shen Jingni approach, she was somewhat surprised, but quickly regained her composure. "What are you doing here?"
"I'm looking for you."
Shen Jingni leaned against the wall on the same side as her, tilted her head, and after her gaze lingered on her hand for two seconds, she frowned and asked, "Did you get hit?"
She asked that question because when Meng Qing came to see her that day, she was still wearing the clothes she wore during the fashion show.
Wearing runway pieces off the runway is against the rules; the brand will definitely cause her trouble, and her agency won't let her off easy either.
This is one of the reasons why Shen Jingni insisted on finding her.
"Yes," Meng Qing raised her hand to take a drag of her cigarette, readily admitting, "It was my manager who called."
"They are quite considerate and never slap you in the face, but I'm used to it."
Shen Jingni felt a little uncomfortable, so she didn't beat around the bush with her. "My studio also needs models for taking photos and making videos for promotion, but there aren't many opportunities to walk the runway right now. If you're willing, I can help you terminate your contract."
Meng Qing remained silent.
“I know the Meng family owes Xie Chengsui a lot of money. You’re afraid his people will come after you for the debt, so you don’t want to go back. My relationship with him is okay, we can talk. You can pay back the money slowly.”
"Meng Qing, going back to Beijing, back to your home, is better than being beaten and bullied outside, isn't it?"
Seeing that she still didn't speak, Shen Jingni's patience was about to run out.
She raised her voice and urged, "Give me an answer, Miss. Don't make me come all this way for nothing, okay?"
Meng Qing looked at her, her hand holding the cigarette trembling slightly, and replied in a hoarse voice, "Okay."
Shen Jingni oversimplified things.
An agency that can beat or verbally abuse models at will has no conscience.
When Shen Jingni approached the boss and offered to help Meng Qing terminate her contract, the boss smiled sarcastically and said in a contemptuous tone, "Miss, she signed a three-year contract with the company. The contract hasn't expired yet, so it can't be terminated."
"Why should you take it away just like that?"
This is deliberate obstruction.
Shen Jingni crossed her arms, showing no sign of backing down, and sneered, "You just want a high penalty for breach of contract, huh? Name your price."
But the boss didn't give in easily.
At the negotiating table, the longer the stalemate lasts, the more you exhaust the other party's patience and emotions. Ideally, you should push them to the brink of collapse, as this will allow you to reap the greatest benefits.
Shen Jingni is indeed not a patient person.
Just when the two sides were about to reach a stalemate, Chang An appeared.
He came in carrying his briefcase and nodded slightly to Shen Jingni: "Miss Shen, leave the rest to me."
He then took a check out of his bag and placed it on the table in front of his boss.
"Based on our assessment, considering your company's initial investment in Ms. Meng and the expected returns she may bring to the company over the next two years, this one million is a fair and reasonable price."
The boss frowned, clearly displeased.
"This is so little, you'd be giving it to a beggar."
Chang An calmly took out another brown paper bag from his bag and threw it on the table.
He spoke in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "Your company has been evading tax supervision for a long time through certain transfer methods. I believe the tax authorities should be very interested in those transfer records."
"Furthermore, your company's frequent organization of models to participate in business entertainment involving drinking has likely exceeded the scope of legitimate economic services..."
The boss turned pale and hurriedly interrupted him: "Okay, do as you say, terminate the contract, terminate the contract."
After saying that, he quickly instructed his secretary to prepare the termination agreement.
The fact that the other party was able to find this information in such a short time indicates that their identity and status are not simple.
Don't mess with them.
Shen Jingni gave Chang An a thumbs up.
As the two came out of the boss's office, she asked, "Did Zhao Zonglan send you?"
Chang An nodded. "Yes, it was the master's order."
"Sir was worried that some fools might cause you trouble, so he had someone check out this company."
It has to be said, it's still the capitalists.
That's very thoughtful and meticulous.
They're quite good at winning people over.
He's quite good at winning her heart.
Shen Jingni's lips curved into a beautiful smile, her anger vanished, and she felt secretly delighted.
She and Chang An went downstairs, and from a distance, they saw Zhao Zonglan leaning against the door of the Rolls-Royce.
He had one hand in his trouser pocket, looking languid, and was also looking at her.
Shen Jingni's heart skipped a beat.
She ran over, threw herself into his arms, and looked up, meeting his dark eyes.
"Zhao Zonglan, I choose you."
"I choose you to stay with me."
At this moment, Shen Jingni was willing to side with Zhao Zonglan.
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