Chapter 98 A kiss from me and he'll behave.
He is not a male Bodhisattva.
He's a complete devil!
Didn't Shanqingshan come from the mountains?
How come he knows more about the contract than she does?
He was also a great negotiator; with just a few words, he figured her out completely, and knew perfectly well that she was now penniless and had spent all her money on the game.
Shi Qinya broke out in a cold sweat.
I couldn't help but ask, "Are you really the Qingshan Xiaobao from the show?"
Shan Qingshan gave her a cool look.
"Don't call me that."
"oh."
Understand.
Exclusive.
"I went to borrow a printer from my uncle, signed the contract, and will transfer the first installment to you tonight."
The first phase of promotion costs 100,000.
If the expected returns are achieved, an additional 500,000 will be added.
Shi Qinya nodded repeatedly.
After Shan Qingshan printed out the contract, signed it, and made the payment.
Shi Qinya beamed with joy, bowing repeatedly and trying to shake hands, her blood boiling with excitement.
"You'll definitely make money, believe me!"
"I believe in data."
"..."
The blood is no longer hot.
Does the eldest son of the Zhou family like this kind of indifferent attitude?
Shi Qinya had nothing to say, so she stood up and said, "Then I'll be leaving now."
"Um."
"..."
So cold.
Shi Qinya walked out of the room.
Zhou Chong leaned lazily against the door. "All done?"
"Um."
"So you've got your eye on her little game. What game?"
"A mindless game."
?
Shan Qingshan explained, "I observed this in the hospital before. Nowadays, people are under a lot of pressure in their lives, and they use simple, repetitive games to relieve stress. Her game design is reasonable and can make money."
The work is just too slow.
He wanted to pay off the debt as soon as possible.
Zhou Chong had previously handled projects worth hundreds of millions, so naturally he wouldn't be interested in a project like this. But standing next to Shan Qingshan now, he could almost picture him in a suit, sitting at a conference table, coldly negotiating.
In his past life, Shan Qingshan took on a role like this, and he even wore glasses.
He's incredibly handsome.
Zhou Chong held his position for a full three seconds before standing up.
The RV I bought was unclean on that very day.
Why are you looking at me like that?
"Not doing anything."
Shan Qingshan carefully put away the contract, muttering, "You old lecher."
Zhou Chong was delighted.
Things are different once you leave the mountains; the growth rate is so fast that it's become obvious.
"To clarify, I am erotic, but I am not old."
"..."
They were quite proud of it.
Zhou Chong: "I went to see the room prepared for you, and the bed is very big. I think you can't use such a big bed by yourself, so I'll share the burden with you, okay?"
"unnecessary."
"I'm being honest."
Shan Qingshan glanced at him, his eyes filled with distrust.
Zhou Chong added, "If you kiss me, I'll behave."
"If I kiss you, can you please stop having this idea?"
"OK."
Kiss first, then we'll talk.
Neither way is a loss.
He has plenty of ideas.
Shan Qingshan rolled his eyes at him.
Zhou Chong turned around and leaned against the table. "It would be great if we switched places. I owe you money, and you are my creditor."
"So what do you want? Not to pay me back?"
"To serve you, to make you feel comfortable."
Shan Qingshan could hear the abacus beads clicking.
"Zhou Chong, you are a born businessman."
"Praise me?"
Shan Qingshan said calmly, "If you owe money, you can still seek benefits for yourself. In the end, you might even be able to find a boyfriend to take home, and you won't have to pay off the debt."
Zhou Chong smiled.
Even he himself felt that the abacus beads were too loud.
Dan Qingshan lowered his eyes and looked at Zhou Chong's hand resting on the table, its knuckles beautifully defined.
He reached out and touched it.
Zhou Chonghu's body trembled. He looked at his hands in disbelief, then at Shan Qingshan.
"I got drunk last time and slept together, but I didn't drink tonight. It wouldn't be good if my aunt and uncle found out."
Zhou Chong turned his hand upside down and grabbed his hand in his palm, squeezed it, and, not satisfied, kissed it.
satisfy.
"I'll listen to you."
Shan Qingshan: "Then I'm going to rest."
"good evening."
"good evening."
Not long after Shan Qingshan left, Zhou Chong's phone rang. He glanced at the caller ID, his face instantly darkening, and answered the call.
"Young Master Zhou, that woman offended a local tyrant and is currently being held at the club."
Is the phone still being listened to?
"exist."
"Send it over immediately when you hear what I want."
"yes."
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Shan Fang worked at the club for two days and sold one bottle of wine. The manager gave her an extra thousand yuan commission. Shan Fang was overjoyed.
She found that money came exceptionally easily here.
Therefore, they were exceptionally attentive.
She volunteered for any job, and dared to serve guests that others wouldn't. She was quite old, and not particularly attractive, so at most she'd get a few scoldings.
On New Year's Eve, a big shot arrived at the club, and the top floor was cleared out, with all the pretty girls going up there to serve him.
Shan Fang smelled the scent of money, and when the manager asked her if she was willing to go up, she nodded without hesitation.
On New Year's Eve, everyone had a blast.
The girls who served the servants all had hundred-yuan bills stuffed into their clothes and breasts.
The big gold watch was placed on the ground for a ring toss game.
The private rooms were filled with extravagance and debauchery.
We played from New Year's Eve to the first day of the Lunar New Year.
The people in the private room were sleeping haphazardly, with money, watches, and designer bags scattered all over the floor.
Shan Fang thought to herself, "They've drunk so much, they definitely don't remember who they gave everything to." She couldn't help but lean in, hoping to get a little something, but she didn't expect that the items in the room were actually counted.
The man with the tiger tattoo found the club, and the manager handed her over without hesitation.
Dan Fang was terrified and handed over the things she had stolen with both hands.
"I don't know if there's a limit."
One of the henchmen kicked her, knocking her to the ground.
"You dared to take it without knowing? Are you fucking tired of living?"
"I...I didn't, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, please forgive me this time!"
"I'll spare you, okay? Hand over 200,000."
"Two hundred thousand?" Shan Fang's voice suddenly rose.
Where would she get so much money?!
"I've returned everything to you!"
The underling laughed, "Don't you know the rules of the underworld? If your hands are dishonest, this 200,000 is for your own hands. If you don't have the money, whichever hand took it will be chopped off."
Dan Fang looked pale and shook her head frantically.
"No, no..."
"Either you take the money, or you cut off your hand. You choose."
"I'll take the money! I'll take the money! I'll make a phone call and have my family bring it!"
Dan Huai probably hasn't gone in yet.
Dan Fang hurriedly took out her phone, terrified that she had lost it, and dialed Dan Huai's number with trembling hands.
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