Li Peiyu's cute appearance inadvertently stirred Lu Yuzhi's heartstrings. Lu Yuzhi tried his best to remain calm, but his eyes still lingered on her unconsciously.
“Pay me 600,000 on the 15th of each month, that’s 7.2 million a year, and it will be paid off in ten years,” Lu Yuzhi said coldly, leaving no room for negotiation.
"600,000 a month? I couldn't earn that much even if I sold myself." Li Peiyu's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, and her voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.
Lu Yuzhi glared at her fiercely.
After that, he ignored Li Peiyu, straightened his clothes, and strolled out the door.
But where did Lu Yu go? On the top floor of the Lu Group building, there was a spacious room where Guanyin was solemnly enshrined.
Lu Yuzhi rarely comes here unless there is something of paramount importance, such as pushing forward a major project with far-reaching implications, or taking down a foolish rival.
Lu Yuzhi solemnly accepted the incense offered by his subordinate, clasped his hands together, and bowed devoutly. He silently prayed, "Thank you for bringing her back to my side. Once I have her completely, I will definitely have a golden statue made for you."
He spent 1.8 billion but still couldn't get her. He even gave up and set her free, but she came to him on her own. Isn't that a blessing from the Bodhisattva?
Lu Yuzhi solemnly placed the incense sticks and bowed deeply. Then, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on his face. He quickly took out the IOU, held it tightly, and felt a surge of security in his heart.
Let's get back to Li Peiyu.
After Lu Yuzhi left, Li Peiyu checked her phone again and found that she was completely broke; she didn't even have enough money for a taxi home.
Left with no other option, Li Peiyu dialed Guo Jiahe's number. As soon as the call connected, Li Peiyu began to rage: "You bastard, you're just ruining my life! All my money has been transferred away by Lu Yuzhi. My hard-earned 4.4 million yuan has suddenly become nothing!"
Guo Jiahe on the other end of the phone said in surprise, "How could this happen? Didn't you pounce on it as planned?"
Li Peiyu replied angrily, "What nonsense! He acted like he didn't see me at all, not even glancing at me twice, as if I were invisible."
Guo Jiahe also found it strange and muttered, "That shouldn't be the case."
Li Peiyu said irritably, "Stop talking nonsense and send me a 100 yuan red envelope right now."
Guo Jiahe, however, offered a crooked suggestion: "Why don't you just stay there and try again tonight?"
Li Peiyu responded angrily, "Try my ass! I'm not going to humiliate myself."
Back at the rented apartment, Lin Wanwan had already gone out to find Gu Yan, and Wang Boyang had gone to the hospital to take care of his mother.
Guo Jiahe was fiddling with the equipment, preparing for a live broadcast.
Li Peiyu angrily grabbed a pillow and threw it at Guo Jiahe, yelling, "Guo Jiahe, give me back my money!"
"By the way, Peiyu, where did you get 4.4 million?" Guo Jiahe asked, catching the pillow.
"Um... I saved it up with great effort."
"Hard work to save it up? How hard was it? Not hard at all. It was given to you by Uncle Lu, right? Now it's only natural for Uncle Lu to take it back, isn't it?"
"Forehead……"
Guo Jiahe blinked and continued with a grin, "Want money? It's easy! Keep poaching him, seduce him, and the entire Lu Corporation will be yours. You can do whatever you want in S City."
"Sleep with him my ass! He's demanding I pay him 600,000 every month for ten years. Why should I pay for the trouble you caused?"
"Oh, why don't you understand what Uncle Lu means? He wants to keep you by his side and sleep with you for ten years."
Li Peiyu frowned slightly, "You'll pay him 600,000 every month."
"I can't afford to pay that. How about you join me in this 'borderline' thing? You have a lot of fans, you'll easily become famous."
Li Peiyu thought about her Douyin followers; she had gained over 200,000 followers because of her unbelievable videos.
Li Peiyu's eyes lit up immediately, "That's a good idea. Once I become famous, a mere 600,000 a month will be nothing."
Guo Jiahe added fuel to the fire, "That's right, you'll give Uncle Lu 1.2 million a month, 600,000 to pay off his debts, and 600,000 to sleep with him."
"Stop being so cheeky. I was going home, but because of you, I had no choice but to do this shady business."
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Sister Yu."
"Guo Jiahe, I'll pay this debt for you. You'll have to work like a slave to pay me back."
Guo Jiahe lowered his head and said meekly, "Okay, from now on I'll be your ox, moo... Come, master, let the little ox teach you how to do live streaming."
Without hesitation, Li Peiyu started her live stream under Guo Jiahe's guidance.
Li Peiyu was already fair-skinned, beautiful, and had long legs. She attracted a large number of fans and made a small fortune in just a few days of live streaming.
At this rate, it's not a dream for Li Peiyu to become a blogger with millions of followers.
One day, Lu Yuzhi finished a project negotiation and wearily slumped into his car. His brow furrowed, filled with frustration and a headache, the numerous obstacles hindering the project's progress had put him in an extremely bad mood.
The moment I looked up, I saw that the driver, Cheng Cheng, was staring intently at his phone, a silly grin spreading across his face.
"What are you laughing at?" Lu Yuzhi's already bad mood worsened because of Cheng Cheng's silly laughter, and his voice was filled with undisguised anger.
"There's a beautiful woman doing a live stream." Cheng Cheng replied excitedly without looking up, his eyes still glued to his phone screen.
"Turn it off." Lu Yu's tone was firm, leaving no room for negotiation.
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