The personal secretary mistakenly slept on the black-bellied president

"How much do you want?" Ye Fanli casually brushed off his cigarette butt. %&*";

Jiang Liwen came back to her senses, her gaze was meeting his eyes as deep as an endless night, she couldn't help lowering her head slightly: "60."

"60." Ye Fanli recited the number playfully, put the cigarette between his lips, and took a puff. The lingering smoke fell on her face as he spoke: "You are one How much is your monthly salary?"

Jiang Liwen looked at the handsome face that was approaching suddenly, her breathing was a little confused: "Five thousand."

"Five thousand..." Ye Fanli laughed, cold enough to hurt his bones: "It takes ten years to earn 60. Which company do you think will give you ten years' salary in advance?"

Ye Fanli's words were very realistic, so realistic that Jiang Liwen couldn't breathe, she clenched her hands tightly, her nails pierced into her palms, and her lips were tightly pursed: "Yeclub is right, I am too whimsical."

Jiang Liwen's hair was not tied up, and as she bent down, her black hair slipped down like silk and hit the man's hand.

Ye Fanli's fingers moved, and he grabbed it playfully: "However, it is not impossible to get 60." He suddenly pulled her into his arms with a deep voice: "As long as you follow I have a month..."

Snapped!

Jiang Liwen pushed him away with all her strength, trembling slightly: "Nightclub, please don't make such jokes. %&*";"

A sharp flash flashed in Ye Fanli's eyes, and the low and indifferent tone, lighter than the air, was as heavy as a mountain, pressing on Jiang Liwen's heart: "I'll give you 3 minutes to think."

The cold tone spit out from the thin and seductive lips, the air seemed to freeze, Jiang Liwen clenched her hands tightly.

The young master over there has already started to raise his arms, counting down.

"1 minutes."

"A minute and a half."

"2 minutes."

"Two and a half minutes."

Jiang Liwen's eyes widened, she had never seen minutes counted like this before: "You said you would give me 3 minutes!" How is it now, counting at his speed is less than three seconds, right?

Ye Fanli's expression was calm, his handsome face was always frozen: "3 minutes, time is up, your answer."

Jiang Liwen wanted to bite someone, how could this person be so shameless!

Can……

She has come here, she can only agree, can't she?

The previous manuscript fee had already been used up, and before she went out, the nurses in the hospital also approached her, and all the discussions were about medical expenses.

If she didn't get the money, my mother might not even be eligible to live in the ward, let alone recover from surgery.

She also thought about finding friends, but she seemed to have only one friend since she was a child.

She knew about Ranran's family. Although it was a well-off family, it was 60 yuan after all, not [-] yuan.

In addition to the rehabilitation expenses required after the operation, it is estimated that there will be tens of thousands more...

Jiang Liwen's eyes dimmed, she lowered her head deeply, put her hands on her temples, and stared at her feet in a daze.

Then, she heard her own voice, surprisingly calm: "Okay."

Ye Fanli smiled charmingly, that smile can fascinate all female animals up to 80 years old and down to eight years old, but the smile did not reach the bottom of the eyes, but a little cold: "For 60, you put yourself sold?"

Jiang Liwen bit her lip for a word of selling. She laughed, her teeth hurt a little, and said honestly: "I can't help it, I'm short of money." , sell yourself to him.

Ye Fanli looked at the woman in front of him, her face was not pretty, her brows were like daisy from a distant mountain, her expression was indifferent, her skin was as pale as a dead person, and her thin lips still had teeth marks, but it was like this, it would always make people I can't help but want to press her down...

Ye Fan Li lowered her eyes, pinched Jiang Liwen's chin with one hand, and clasped the back of her head with the other, her warm lips touched her lips like lightning.

The soft, smooth, and sweet feeling made Ye Fanli involuntarily stick his tongue in, tightly bound her head, and asked for it as much as he wanted.

Jiang Liwen subconsciously wanted to reach out her hand, but when she thought of the terms the two had just negotiated, her raised hand slowly clenched into a fist!

Sensing the stiffness of the person in his arms, Ye Fanli stopped his aggressive movements, slightly hooked his thin lips, and then changed his way to kiss her...