Chapter 2 Last night you begged me to make up with you!
Nan Xia slightly turned her swivel chair to face him, her slender legs, clad in thin black stockings, arrogantly crossed on the L-shaped mahogany desk.
With her arms crossed, she leaned back in her chair, her alluring figure languidly, suppressing her anger as she smiled at him.
After a long pause, he said casually:
"You were recruited by your partner, Director Zhou."
When Director Zhou approached her the day before yesterday with such attractive terms, she readily agreed, because...
This place is very close to the murderer who killed her father.
She also wanted to let that old man experience what it felt like to be completely fooled.
Song Yanzhi's usually calm expression was filled with surprise—she was going to join this law firm.
His gaze lingered on her swaying legs for two seconds before shifting away. Looking at her, he asked with a smirk, "Did you switch jobs because you wanted to make up with me?"
Nan Xia laughed upon hearing his words, and swiftly kicked him in the stomach. She glanced at the position of her slender heel and sneered.
"Who wants to make up with you? You took advantage of me while I was drunk. I'll expose you, you bastard."
As she finished speaking and was about to kick him hard, Song Yanzhi suddenly grabbed her ankle, pulled her away, and frowned.
"Have you forgotten everything? You were the one who initiated things last night, and you even begged me to make up with you..."
Nan Xia laughed, then retorted with a stubborn snort, "Would I beg you to make up? I wouldn't make up with you even if I found a beggar."
He was the one who broke up with her. In the immediate aftermath of the breakup, she was still immersed in sadness and couldn't get over it, so he caused her to lose two lawsuits.
Is she cheap?
Would you beg him to make up?
Upon hearing her words, Song Yanzhi unconsciously tightened his grip on her ankle. "If it weren't for me, why would you switch jobs here?"
Nan Xia looked at him, her eyes darting around.
"Of course it's for money. I'm really short of money right now. That guy surnamed Zhou gave me 10% of the shares. Otherwise, do you think I came here to pursue you?"
You're overthinking it.
That old fox actually gave her 10% of the shares?
Was she here to cause him trouble? Or was she a cunning strategist Zhou had recruited to keep his trusted confidant in check?
"You still need money?"
Who would complain about having too much money?
Nan Xia pouted. She was indeed short of money. Even when she was dating him, she had never told him that her father had been framed and jumped off a building, and that her family had gone bankrupt and owed tens of millions of yuan.
With interest compounded, by the time she started working, her fortune had already exceeded 100 million.
She felt that this was her own business.
Song Yanzhi glanced at her, knowing she wouldn't tell the truth, and didn't ask any more questions. He let go of her leg, his long leg quickly draped over the armrest of the chair, digging painfully into her...
Nan Xia stood up with a smile and kicked him hard in the shin. The leather shoe was a bit hard, and he couldn't help but frown and groan.
He exuded a chilling aura, his voice extremely low, "Are you sure you want to confront me head-on here?"
Nan Xia could clearly feel the oppressive aura emanating from him, but she wasn't afraid. She chuckled softly and asked, enunciating each word clearly:
"Hard? How hard are you?"
Song Yanzhi couldn't help but sneer, and asked in her ear, "Attorney Nan, do you still want to give it a try?"
She defiantly reached out and grabbed his tie, pulling him closer with a sudden tug. She heard him grunt and laugh triumphantly.
"Then why don't you just force yourself on me and show me?"
The two stared at each other, and the air seemed to freeze at that moment.
Song Yanzhi suddenly raised his hand, his slender fingers pressing against the wall beside her head, and leaned slightly forward—
He paused just before his face was close, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly.
Nan Xia held his tie with one hand, and gently slid a slender finger across his lower abdomen, smiling 'comfortingly':
"Attorney Song, don't be ashamed if you can't get an erection!"
Song Yanzhi grabbed her mischievous hand, threw it away, and didn't bother to argue with her.
Nan Xia glanced at him again. The best way to teach him a lesson, of course, was to steal his case. So, she prepared a surprise for him as soon as she started working:
"By the way, did you and Mr. Li reach an agreement on the acquisition of Ruifeng Group? I'm sorry, he has already handed it over to me."
"When was it given to you?" Song Yanzhi asked, looking at her.
“Half an hour ago.” She gave his arm a triumphant nudge.
"You haven't even signed the contract yet, and you're already so smug?" Song Yanzhi asked, raising an eyebrow in a cool tone.
This woman is quite capable to snatch his case away in such a short time. However, Song Yanzhi did not panic and remained as calm and composed as an old dog.
"Don't worry, I'll go sign it now..." she said, then took the contract documents from the table and left.
No sooner had she left than Song Yanzhi took out his phone and dialed President Li's number—
Ruifeng Group.
Nan Xia, wearing black high heels and exuding an air of confidence, was led into President Li's office by the receptionist.
In my mind, I could already picture Song Yanzhi's eternally unchanging icy face shattering—
After entering the office and exchanging a few pleasantries with the portly middle-aged man, she took out the contract.
Mr. Li, who was in charge of the mergers and acquisitions, suddenly chuckled, a slightly greasy smile appearing on his chubby face.
"Well, Attorney Song just spoke with me. How about you and Attorney Song work together on this contract? Mergers and acquisitions take a long time, and it will definitely take longer if only one person is involved..."
Nan Xia's expression froze instantly, and the icy coldness in her eyes was enough to freeze a person to death.
Song! Banquet! Of!
These three words were grinding between her teeth. Was it him who was interfering?
Okay, very good...
A moment later, Nan Xia regained her composure and asked with a slight smile:
"Mr. Li, what did Attorney Song say to you that made you change your mind again within half an hour?"
"I didn't say anything. It's not good for me to go back on my word. If Attorney Nan is unwilling to work with me, then I'll have to find Attorney Song alone."
He apologized, saying he dared not offend Attorney Song, as that man's background was extraordinary.
Nan Xia's eyes were deep, and she finally gave in. The legal fees were considerable, and she needed the money to pay off her loan.
"sign!"
When I returned to the law firm, it was already past 11 a.m.
Upon entering the law firm, she pushed open the door to Song Yanzhi's office.
The man was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, tall and imposing, exuding an aura of complete control.
Song Yanzhi didn't hear a knock. He turned around coldly, and when he saw it was her, a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes behind his glasses.
"Attorney Nan, you're back so late, did you sign a contract?"
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