This time when they met, Zhou Ziyi arrived much earlier than Yu Yanxi.
As soon as Yu Yanxi entered the store, he found that there were many people sitting in the store, making a lot of noise. He looked around and saw his target sitting at a small table in the corner.
He walked over and sat opposite Zhou Ziyi: "Don't you think this place is noisy?"
"It's okay." Zhou Ziyi smiled. "If we make a lot of noise, other people won't be able to hear our conversation, right?"
Yu Yanxi didn't know whether to agree or not, but he just sat there without moving. Zhou Ziyi stood up because of the beeping sound of a caller on the table.
Yu Yanxi: "What?"
"My milk tea is ready." Zhou Ziyi shook the call number device, "You can scan the QR code over there to place an order. Berry and white peach fruit teas are available this season. I recommend them."
Yu Yanxi was about to say "I don't drink this kind of stuff", but Zhou Ziyi didn't even wait for his answer and turned away.
He brought back a glass of pink berry juice with a layer of cheese on top, which looked very girly. But Zhou Ziyi drank it happily and didn't care about Yu Yanxi's gaze at all. He sat back opposite, sipped a few times, and then looked at Yu Yanxi who didn't say a word: "So, what do you want to say? Say it."
Yu Yanxi looked at him: "Are you sure it's here?"
"Of course." Zhou Ziyi said, "As long as you don't scream, no one else will hear you."
Yu Yanxi was silent for a few seconds, put the phone on the table, and got straight to the point: "I heard that you have 50 million in foreign debt."
Zhou Ziyi: “…” If it wasn’t inappropriate, he really wanted to say “That’s it?”
But since Yu Yanxi said so, Zhou Ziyi couldn't help but respond, so he replied: "So?"
"If you could rely on Yan Xiuji to pay off the debt, you should have paid it off by now, right?" Yu Yanxi said, "You just got married, so you don't dare to ask, right?"
Zhou Ziyi looked at him while drinking milk tea: "What do you want to say?"
"I want to say that if you are after the money, I can help you." Yu Yanxi said, "You don't have to marry a man, and you don't have to flatter him all the time. As long as you divorce, I will give you 10 million. How about it?"
Zhou Ziyi suddenly felt that marrying Yan Xiuzhi would make money, and divorcing him would also make a lot of money.
Before, Yan Wenwu sent Yan Meiyue to say that if she left his son, he would give her 5 million. Now Yu Yanxi's salary has risen to 10 million, so she doesn't have to do anything, just by working with Yan Xiuji, she can get a lot of money.
Yu Yanxi saw Zhou Ziyi was silent, with his eyes downcast as if he was thinking about something, and then said, "I can also lend you 10 million interest-free for five years. How about that?"
Zhou Ziyi: A wealthy man.
To be honest, Yu Yanxi was able to give out 20 million yuan at once, so his family was really rich. And this made it impossible for Zhou Ziyi to give out the 1 million yuan. If he had known that he would throw the check as soon as he saw Yu Yanxi, even if Yu Yanxi tore it up, he could still earn a cool line.
No wonder when he joked with Yan Xiu Ji about giving Yu Yanxi a check, Yan Xiu Ji said he didn't think much of the one million.
——The world of the rich...
Zhou Ziyi thought maliciously: Since they can withdraw so much cash, it means that their investment and financial management plan may not be that good.
Yu Yanxi knocked on the table, but in a noisy environment, the effect was not very good: "How about, think about it?"
Zhou Ziyi leaned back in his chair, put the milk tea on the table, and turned the cup with his fingers: "You came to me just to talk about this?"
Yu Yanxi looked at him: "What?"
Zhou Ziyi raised his eyebrows: "No other conditions?"
Yu Yanxi frowned: "...What do you mean?"
——Nothing. Once I confirm that you have Zhou Wenwen as your donor, I can give you an answer.
"Nothing, I just wanted to confirm." Zhou Ziyi lowered his eyes and smiled, then picked up his milk tea and took a few sips. "If I heard correctly, you want to spend 10 million to buy Yan Xiuji's single status, right?"
"...You can say that." Yu Yanxi was a little surprised by his smile, but still replied, "If you agree, I will send you an electronic contract right away."
"Pfft." Zhou Ziyi laughed even more happily, "I'm not saying that your conditions are too disrespectful to Yan Xiuji."
Yu Yanxi was stunned: "What?"
"Ten million, is this how much Yan Xiuji is worth in your eyes?" Zhou Ziyi shook the milk tea cup, and the smoothie inside spun around. "I think it's at least three times as much."
"Three times?" Yu Yanxi looked at him with sharp eyes, "You mean, you want 30 million?"
"Yes." Zhou Ziyi put down the milk cart, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at Yu Yanxi, "Can you at least show me 30 million in sincerity before you talk to me?"
"30 million, and you can get a divorce?" Yu Yanxi asked, "So, you think this marriage is worth 30 million?"
Zhou Ziyi: Of course not, it’s written in black and white.
"It's fine if you think so." Zhou Ziyi looked at him and said, "However, this is only the previous price. You don't have this opportunity now."
Yu Yanxi frowned: "...Why?"
"Instead of asking me, why not ask yourself?" Zhou Ziyi's current action may look cool, but it really doesn't feel good on his butt. He changed back to the backrest position, took a long breath, and then said: "What did you do last night, don't you remember it?"
Yu Yanxi: "You mean I had dinner with him?"
Zhou Ziyi: "More details."
Yu Yanxi was silent for a while.
Zhou Ziyi even reminded him in a mean way: "When I took her away, was she pregnant with your good fortune?"
Yu Yanxi: “…”
If Yu Yanxi still doesn't realize what Zhou Ziyi is talking about, then he has studied for so many years in vain.
He narrowed his eyes and said, "...did he tell you?"
"Ah, exactly as it is." Zhou Ziyi smiled at him, "Even if he didn't say it, I could have guessed it. Teacher Yu, just because you are smart doesn't mean that others are stupid."
"You guys..." Yu Yanxi only said the beginning of his words, but somehow, Zhou Ziyi guessed what would happen next.
The young man wanted to reply: "It's just what you think. After all, he asked me to go, right?"
Yu Yanxi's expression was cold.
After all, he didn't know the inside story. Otherwise, he would be so angry if he knew that he had worked so hard to make wedding clothes for others. But even so, Zhou Ziyi's tone still made him very angry.
Yu Yanxi couldn't help but ask: "So, you originally like men? It doesn't matter who it is, not to mention who has money?"
"It's more than just money." Zhou Ziyi tapped the table with his fingers and chuckled, "With my brother's conditions, it's not a loss to sleep with him for free for one night."
Yu Yanxi seemed to dislike the way he described Yan Xiuji, and said, "It seems that you are not very serious about this marriage."
"Whether I am serious or not, what does it have to do with Teacher Yu?" Zhou Ziyi said, "Teacher Yu, I don't know what happened between you and Yan Xiuji yesterday, and I won't go through him to deal with this matter with you. You should handle the matter between you two. I came here today to talk to you."
"What?"
In fact, at this moment, Zhou Ziyi wanted to open his collar, take out a check from his inner pocket and throw it out.
But thinking that Yu Yanxi might not like it, Zhou Ziyi held back his eager hands and leaned forward again with his elbows on the table. Although this posture was uncomfortable, it was full of momentum, and Zhou Ziyi was trying his best to look good.
In Yu Yanxi's opinion, Zhou Ziyi just came closer and looked at him with a smug look in his eyes.
Then he said slowly: "Stay away from my husband."
"..." Yu Yanxi said, "Do you think you're acting in a TV series?"
"Who knows? We don't know whose life is more dramatic, right?" Zhou Ziyi smiled at him and even winked, leaving Yu Yanxi speechless.
Yu Yanxi really didn't understand what Zhou Ziyi meant by smiling at her.
Do you look good by showing off?
Zhou Ziyi ignored his thoughts, stood up with his milk tea, and waved his hand: "Since we don't agree on anything, let's just leave it at that. I heard you were leaving, wish you a safe journey, I won't see you off."
After saying that, Zhou Ziyi sipped his milk tea and walked away. When he reached the door of the milk tea shop, he happened to meet two little girls who were about to enter. He even opened the glass door to let the little girls in first.
The little girl shouted "Thank you handsome guy", and Zhou Ziyi replied with a smile "You're welcome beautiful".
Yu Yanxi watched Zhou Ziyi disappear, was silent for a few seconds, and picked up the phone that had been on the table.
Turn it over and press bright.
***
Yan Xiuji is working overtime again tonight.
Fortunately, the project was nearing completion, so he wasn't too busy and didn't have to work too long. Yan Xiuji was thinking about going home early in the evening and talking it over with Zhou Ziyi.
I had so many plans before, but they were delayed again and again, and now they are all in vain. It can only be said that plans cannot keep up with changes, which is the truth.
At around 7pm, while Yan Xiuji was still eating takeout, he found Zhou Ziyi had posted a blog. He clicked on it and saw that he was live-streaming drawing again, so Yan Xiuji clicked on it.
As soon as I entered, I saw a sentence floating on the barrage: [Aren’t you going to continue drawing the same picture as last time today? ]
Then Zhou Ziyi's voice sounded: "No, I'm in a good mood today, so I'll paint a bright one."
Yan Xiuzhi was stunned for a moment, and didn't even notice that the corner of his mouth curled up slightly.
——Are you feeling good?
Zhou Ziyi didn't reply to the messages Yan Xiuji sent to him in the afternoon, and the ones he replied in the morning didn't sound very good either, so Yan Xiuji thought he was in a bad mood. Now he actually said he was in a good mood, which surprised Yan Xiuji.
After answering that question, Zhou Ziyi stopped talking and drew while playing music. He wrote the draft very quickly, but it was also very sloppy. Yan Xiuji could barely make out the human figure, but basically couldn't understand anything else.
When Yan Xiuji finished his dinner and went to the toilet, Zhou Ziyi had already started coloring.
I still don't know what it is, but the color selection is indeed very bright. Yan Xiuji continued to work while live streaming. The light music was not noisy at all and had the effect of adjusting the mood.
And when it's open like this, it feels like we're all working. It's great.
Just after 8 o'clock, Yan Xiuji was ready to go home. Zhou Ziyi hadn't finished painting yet, but the background was already visible, which should be sunflowers and blue sky.
"Do you like sunflowers..." Yan Xiuji thought about several things in his mind. He thought that if he was not busy in the summer, he could take them out for a vacation.
When he was about to leave the office, Yan Xiuzhi received another message.
Sent from Yu Yanxi.
To be precise, it was a text message and a voice file. The text message was simple: [You might want to listen to this.]
Yan Xiuji clicked on the voice message, and amid the noisy background, Yu Yanxi's voice came: "You mean, you want 30 million?"
Then came Zhou Ziyi’s answer.
"Yes. Can you at least show me 30 million in sincerity before you talk to me?"
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