Help!After bankruptcy, President Gao Leng provokes me everywhere

Chapter 1 Absurd
The warm sunlight shone on her eyes, and Song Zhaoyan finally woke up, and sat up with difficulty on the bed.

The sound of the shower in the bathroom stopped abruptly, the door covered with mist slowly opened, and Pei Yichen walked out slowly with a bath towel wrapped around his waist.

As if he didn't see Song Zhaoyan, Pei Yichen wiped his wet hair unhurriedly, and the water droplets that hadn't been dried in time dripped from the hair along the beautiful muscle texture to the end of the tight mermaid line.

He completely ignored Song Zhaoyan's ambiguous scrutiny, dressed as if nothing had happened, his movements were gentle and elegant, revealing a noble and inviolable temperament at any time.

The well-tailored high-end shirt was worn neatly on him, and Song Zhaoyan sneered in her heart: This is probably what a beast in clothes looks like.

Then he curled his lips into a smile, and raised his eyebrows pretending to be coquettish and said, "I haven't seen Mr. Pei for a few years, but he is more attractive than before."

Since you are asking someone to do something, you always have to close your eyes and blow it first.

Pei Yichen snorted coldly, as if he had never heard of it, he continued to wear his tie with his head down.

Seeing that he ignored him, Song Zhaoyan was not surprised, and continued to talk to him with that trademark smile: "Mr. Pei really worked hard last night. I wonder if Mr. Pei still had a good time?"

Pei Yichen turned around directly, with unconcealable disgust in his eyes.

"We Ming people don't talk dark words." Song Zhaoyan didn't bother to play yin and yang. "Since Mr. Pei was satisfied with the game last night, to be honest, Song's company has some troubles recently, why don't Mr. Pei help?"

"Oh, little trouble." Pei Yichen tugged at the corner of his mouth noncommittally.

"How can I help?" It was still the style of cherishing words like gold.

"I need one billion, Pei Yichen, you inject one billion into Song's capital, let me temporarily turn around, and after this crisis, I will definitely return you with interest!"

"Of course! You will still be the largest shareholder of my Song Corporation's board of directors." Song Zhaoyan spoke bluntly about his interests, and anxiety could still be detected in her tone.

The Song family made a mistake in investing, and the eldest son of the executive director, the Song family, has been framed and sent to prison for investigation. Now only Song Zhaoyan, the eldest lady of the Song family, is left struggling to support her. What the Song family needs most now is working capital.

Pei Yichen's Liguang Group has been in full swing in recent years, and it seems to be the leader of the chamber of commerce.

This one billion may be difficult for others, but it is just a trivial matter for this man who stands at the top of the business world.

Therefore, Song Zhaoyan had no choice but to find him. Even though she understood his ruthlessness, she had to take a gamble.

"As long as you are willing to help, I will keep my mouth shut about the absurd things last night."

If it wasn't impossible, she would never have made it to this point.

"If I say it, what do you think, Young Master Pei?" Song Zhaoyan deliberately elongated her voice.

"Are you threatening me with this kind of thing?" Pei Yichen frowned, slowly approaching Song Zhaoyan with the low pressure all over his body, the coldness in his eyes made people shudder.

"I don't dare, it's just that Mr. Pei, my condition is not too much. Besides, Mr. Pei showed his skills last night, so you know that I also worked very hard?" Song Zhaoyan's voice was soft, and she tried her best to act as someone she was not familiar with. Role.

"Song Zhaoyan, you think highly of yourself. One billion a night, you deserve it too?" His sarcasm hit the sore spot, and he turned his face away from her.

Song Zhaoyan's hands trembled slightly, but Pei Yichen continued to insult her without mercy.

"You voluntarily dedicate yourself. I don't want to be as cold-hearted as Miss Song was back then. She endured nausea and didn't refuse. Who knew that she was a prostitute? Song Zhaoyan, are you dirty?"

Words were like sharp knives, cutting open her dignity fiercely.

dirty?
Song Zhaoyan's eyes were hot.

It felt like a gust of wind was pouring into his chest.

Yes, she also felt that she was dirty, and let him humiliate her for one billion, but what could she do.If it weren't for the fact that there was no other way, even if she died, she would not seek humiliation again.

But she still has the entire Song family waiting for her to save, and her own brother in prison waiting for her to clear him up.

Song Zhaoyan forcibly maintained her expression, and put on a brighter smile shamelessly, as if these words had no effect on her.

"You didn't act like you disliked dirty last night. Let me tell you, Pei Yichen, you can eat dirty or not, so don't try to be alone. This muddy water will drag you down!"

(End of this chapter)