Fresh and tender little Tianhou: Uncle, hold me tight!

Chapter 178 He Has No Interest in Her
After entering the office, Song Tingyue opened the drawer, put the black box in, and then sat on the executive chair.

His handsome face is as cold as ice, giving people a strong sense of distance.

Zhang Zihan swallowed, and before she could speak, she squeezed a few tears.

"Mr. Song, you must save my father's company. This is my father's lifelong painstaking effort. My father is still lying unconscious on the hospital bed. Mr. Song, please, please help us..."

Zhang Zihan burst into tears, just like a filial daughter.

Song Tingyue looked at her coldly, without any disturbance in his heart, and tapped lightly on the mahogany desk with his slender fingers.

"President Song..." Zhang Zihan wiped away his tears before hearing Song Tingyue's statement, and looked at him pitifully.

Song Tingyue still had a cold face, his thin lips parted slightly: "How do you want me to help you?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zihan thought that Song Tingyue would help him, and was overjoyed: "Now there are several banks urging my father to repay the loan, Mr. Song, can you help, let those banks have a grace period, there are still a few projects , lack of start-up capital, I wonder if Mr. Song is willing to invest?"

When I came to see Song Tingyue today, Zhang Zihan made sufficient preparations.

She deliberately wore a sexy yet dignified purple dress, which outlined her perfect figure, with her delicate collarbone and fragrant shoulders exposed.

The long chestnut curly hair is scattered behind the head, charming and charming.

Zhang Zihan knows which angle she is most beautiful.

She kept her face sideways, letting Song Tingyue see her most beautiful side, trying to confuse him.

Song Tingyue looked at Zhang Zihan, who thought he was smart, and curled his lips coldly.

"Miss Zhang, your father's company is already insolvent and will soon declare bankruptcy and reorganization. My money did not come from a strong wind. It is not a good time to invest at this time."

Zhang Zihan didn't expect Song Tingyue to reject him, and his face turned pale.

She thought that she didn't give Song Tingyue enough sweetness, so she rushed up and grabbed Song Tingyue's sleeve.

"Mr. Song, I beg you, please save my father. Only you can save my father now."

"As long as you are willing to help us, let me do anything, Mr. Song, please!"

When Zhang Zihan begged Song Tingyue, he deliberately lowered his shoulders, and the shoulder straps slipped off, revealing a large piece of snow-white skin and a looming semicircle.

"I beg you, Mr. Song...help us..."

Song Tingyue was indifferent to Zhang Zihan's seduction.

He unceremoniously shook off her hand.

"Do not touch me!"

Zhang Zihan's touch made him sick.

Song Tingyue frowned, and stood up abruptly.

"President Song?"

Zhang Zihan cried until the pear blossoms were raining, and looked at Song Tingyue timidly.

There are still crystal tears hanging on the fragile skin.

Song Tingyue said lightly: "I can ask the bank to give it a grace period, but don't think about investing."

"President Song, why don't you think about it again?" Zhang Zihan said coquettishly, "I'm willing to do anything to save my father!"

She thought Song Tingyue didn't hear clearly, so she said it again.

Now is the time to hear it!

How can Song Tingyue not understand Zhang Zihan's hint, but he is not interested in her.

Even if she stood naked in front of him, he didn't respond.

Song Ting gave her a cold look: "Miss Zhang, please respect yourself."

"See off the guests!" Song Tingyue ordered, and the assistant immediately came in and asked Zhang Zihan to go out.

Zhang Zihan gritted his teeth angrily.

She pulled up the shoulder straps and said fiercely in her heart, Song Tingyue, you are unkind and I am unrighteous, I will definitely make you regret it!

(Ting Shao: Wife, I’ve behaved well, I’m not tempted. Yinyin: You must be crooked! Ting Shao: It seems that I have to prove myself tonight. Yinyin:...)
(End of this chapter)