Quick Transmigration: Ten Thousand Worlds Charter Woman

Before the man could speak, a voice that sounded a little old immediately reprimanded: "Li Yan, don't be shameless, what are you, dare to open your mouth and talk to our old man, besides, your previous request The Zhong family has already satisfied everything, people are too greedy and won't live long."

"Okay, let's not talk about it. I can live freely here for a while. It's better to go back and torture Zhong Cheng, that pig and dog. Qi Ling is good. When I meet you things that count, I Living for a long time probably has nothing to do with being greedy or not."

He Xiaoman thought for a while, and added: "Stop shouting, if you dare to break into the door, I will show you my death."

This is probably the least threatening word in the world, but none of the Zhong family, who would tremble three times when stomping their feet in the imperial capital, dared to disobey.

I have a knife in my hand, I have it in the world, no matter whether it is a kitchen knife or a fruit knife, as long as it can cut your own neck, it is a good knife.

For the next time, He Xiaoman unilaterally closed the microphone and ignored anyone, including that person like the negotiator.

The old man who threatened He Xiaoman not to be too greedy later apologized and promised that he would never hurt her, as long as he cooperated with Zhong's family's request, he would send 2 million to her account two days later as compensation.

There was silence inside the door, but there was no sound of footsteps before, and those watching from the bay window did not find Li Yan going to other rooms. The person who was supposed to come was still at the entrance, but she really stopped talking.

The negotiator looked at the old man sullenly. The old man scratched his head and walked away with his mobile phone in a bit of shame, presumably to report the new situation to the higher authorities.

This is the first time that the goals of the victim and the perpetrator are actually the same.

Hate said that she must facilitate this blood collection operation, even if the Zhong family does not come now, He Xiaoman will do everything possible to complete today's blood and the next two days' share before midnight.

He Xiaoman, like the Zhong family, couldn't afford it.

However, the Zhong family didn't know this secret!

So no matter how intimidated and lured by outsiders, He Xiaoman just put on a hob meat state that a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water.

If you shout, I will close the microphone, if you open the door, I will cut the pulse, let's see who is better.

love whoever.

Time dragged on minute by minute, He Xiaoman could hear the footsteps gradually going away, and she could even feel the anxiety of the people outside the door through a door.

After 10 minutes, He Xiaoman's phone rang, and she answered it.

"Is it the seventh daughter-in-law? I'm your great-grandfather. I heard that you have something to talk to me about?"

I am your grandma!

He Xiaoman regretted not broadcasting the recording of this sentence to Qiu Yan, to see if his old man would be furious, and Tianliang Wangpo would directly kill the Zhong family who dominated the imperial capital.

"One, I want 20 million, the money will be paid directly into my bank account; two, in less than three days in the future, I want to play a game with my ex-husband, the game he has been playing with me. "

There was a moment of silence on the phone, like two masters standing quietly before a duel, and the next moment it was a storm.

The old man of the Zhong family was doomed to be disappointed, his tried and tested coercion overwhelmed his loneliness, he had no voice, and the other side was quieter and more patient than him.

"You are not timid! You are not afraid of losing your life to make money? Once I promise you, once you fall into my hands, won't you run the risk of ending up like before again?"

He Xiaoman grinned: "How could it be? How can the power structure of the Zhong family be the same as that of an idiot like Zhong Cheng?"

Mrs. Zhong: Then I thank you?
"Actually, I know I can't escape, it's just that I don't want to be tortured for ten days and then die silently according to Zhong Cheng's method. The process of donating blood is the same as selling blood, but the result is different. I'm just following Mrs. Zhong, you are negotiating a deal that is not reciprocal but allows everyone to get what they need, and the host and guest enjoy themselves."

He Xiaoman's words caused the other party to fall into silence again.

After a long time, Mr. Zhong's interesting reply came from the receiver: "Oh? Let's hear it?"

He didn't seem to be in a hurry at all, and he didn't have the nervousness of the old man and negotiator outside the door at all.

"I heard that Mrs. Zhong gave Zhong Cheng a reward of 2% of Zhong's equity for the success of the mission, which is about one billion. The same mission is completed by me, only 20 million, and my reward is so low that it is almost negligible, and And help you get rid of an idiot who has entered the core of the Zhong Corporation, so as to avoid the dilution of equity, wouldn't it be a multi-purpose move?"

"Well, it seems to be the case. Since you know the amount of my transaction with Zhong Cheng, don't you lose a lot?"

He Xiaoman smiled: "It's not a loss, it's not a loss. If I want one billion, I'm sure I'm dead. I only need 20 million, and the other nine hundred million is the price to keep me alive. Do you think I'm very sincere?"

This time, Mrs. Zhong's laughter was a little more sincere: "If you weren't the master of Kong Kong Fei, I really want to get you to the Zhong family to be the head of the house."

Revisiting the old place, He Xiaoman felt much better.

In her account, 20 million has been safely pocketed. This is the guarantee she gave to the host. This is not too much compared to money for rich people, but it is not too small for ordinary people. Going to the bank to earn interest is enough for the host to live comfortably for the rest of his life.

He Xiaoman's cell phone card was taken out the moment she opened the door of her small suite. No matter how pleasant the conversation with Mrs. Zhong was, the two sides did not trust each other.

Now He Xiaoman is still in Zhongcheng's more than 200-square-meter villa.

Zhong Cheng is also there.

He Xiaoman can see all the pictures in the small secret room on the mezzanine through the surveillance.

The professionals hired by Mrs. Zhong with a lot of money are playing the game with Zhong Cheng that ended abruptly because of He Xiaoman's escape.

According to He Xiaoman's original words: until she finishes taking blood for ten days, she can't play to death, she can't stop playing.

He Xiaoman thought it dirty if he did it himself, but he couldn't get angry, that's not He Xiaoman's style.

No one can retreat after bullying her, only sooner or later.

Here, He Xiaoman also began to live a comfortable life of eating and sleeping.

The first thing to do when you get back to the villa is to hurry up and take blood.

It turned out that it wasn't Zhong Cheng's bad taste, but that the blood collection procedure was like this for some reason, dripping blood on it drop by drop like a blood transfusion for Kong Kongfei.

Mrs. Zhong seemed to be very familiar with this procedure, because He Xiaoman's escape affected both Kong Kongfei and blood, so he asked He Xiaoman to take blood for half an hour more this time.

For the sake of 20 million, He Xiaoman just took care of his aunt one more time.

It will definitely affect the body, but it is not fatal.

The phone call between her and Mrs. Zhong ended in mutual temptation.

"Can you tell the old man who taught you this skill?"

"Old man, what magical effect will Kong Kong Fei have after soaking in my blood for ten days?"

The two laughed awkwardly at the same time, and then pulled up the line.