Wife Pursuit Order No. 1

Chapter 22 Selling Miserably
Lu Qianchen thought for a moment, then took out a blank check from his pocket, wrote a series of numbers on it in a fluttering manner, signed his name, and handed it to Xia Weiran.

"Here is 100 million. This month, I will arrange your time."

"I'll ask Uncle Wolf to order two dresses for you in a while. There's a banquet tonight, and you go with me."

When Lu Qianchen said this, he demanded it in an orderly tone, so that there was no chance for anyone to refuse.

Xia Weiran tilted her head and squinted at Lu Qianchen, and looked at the check in her hand in disbelief. After a long while, she chuckled, "100 million?"

"What? Too little?" Lu Qianchen raised the price before she could speak, "200 million!?"

Xia Weiran didn't say a word, but just looked at him lightly.

Lu Qianchen was a little unhappy.

It's not that he cares about money, but that he doesn't like someone like her, bargaining with him, especially now that he is squinting at him with a look of "cooperate with your performance, let you talk to yourself", as if the whole script, he Singing a one-man show, she turned a blind eye and became a spectator.

The two stared at each other like this.

In this narrow bathroom compartment.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

In the end, Lu Qianchen lost his patience. Just when he was about to say something, Xia Weiran suddenly picked up the check in his hand, flicked it back and forth twice, and then, his cherry lips parted slightly, and smiled.

"I thought that a rebellious person like you would come up with a blank check, and just say 'how much you want' to fill it in? I didn't expect that when you made a move, it was 100, 200. Lift it up?"

"It's been rumored that the unparalleled boss spends money like water on women, but it doesn't seem to be the case."

It's not that Xia Weilan has never seen money. Before she was six years old, she could be regarded as a rich and well-clothed young lady, but since that man took them out of the house...

Xia Weiran said this just to arouse Lu Qianchen's disgust. After all, in his circle, whether it is a popular little flower who wants to play with the unspoken rules, or those daughters of famous families, they flock to him and flatter him. , Isn't it just a fantasy that one day I can sit on the throne of the First Lady of God?
Even if they don't get what they want, as long as they have something to do with Lu Qianchen, they can gain both fame and fortune.

If he can no longer see through this kind of routine, the days before Questyle Group will go bankrupt are numbered.

Sure enough, as soon as Xia Weiran said this, Lu Qianchen's eyes sank instantly, as if he saw something he was interested in, but after lifting the veil, he didn't want it to be as beautiful as he thought, It is a kind of disappointment.

However, this kind of emotion only flashed in his pupils, and Lu Qianchen took out a check from his pocket again, and handed it to Xia Weiran.

"As much as you want, you can fill it out yourself. After filling it out, I will draw up a contract and clearly write down the obligations you should perform in the past month."

Is this a deal?A check for a contract they bundled together?
This is not the result she wants!
If she flees now, she will definitely die a miserable death!

Write this blank check?She will be sold miserably!
(End of this chapter)