Sir's Brand

Chapter 7

In this society, there is no fairness to speak of. People who follow the rules are trampled at the bottom, and even survival is a problem. She has a college degree and is forced to have nowhere to go. What is her fate?Destiny is the turntable in the hands of the rich. Whatever game they want to play, they have to accompany them to the end.

Isn't it just a body?

She tried her best to say it lightly, but she still squeezed tightly in her heart.

When he touched the mobile phone beside him, when he pressed the button, Nan Yejue actually memorized the number written on his lap by heart.

Nan Yejue's office is located on the top floor of the noble style. At this moment, he is leaning his legs on the large desk, sipping top-quality Blue Mountain coffee.

With the sound of a strong earthquake, the mobile phone placed aside, as expected, lit up.

The man looked at the screen, turned on the answer button, and the corners of Xie Si's mouth curled up slightly, "Hello..." The voice was charming.

It wasn't until the phone was connected that Rong En realized that he didn't know how to say, "I..."

There was a long silence, and the man said nothing, as if he was only waiting for Rong En's answer.

"I want to ask you to give me a job." When I said it again, there was no hesitation.

"Work?" Nan Yejue put down his legs, tapped his five fingers lightly on the mahogany desk, "What about the conditions?"

A king like a king, everything is under control.

"How about sleeping with you for one night?" Rong En's tone was as relaxed as possible. In fact, it wasn't that difficult when he said it.

On the other end of the phone, Nan Yejue's uncontrollable laughter came out, "When do you want to trade?"

"You decide." Rong En looked aside meaninglessly, his face calm.

Nan Yejue leaned back in his chair, the smile on his lips didn't diminish, "Just tonight, how about it?"

"Not tonight. Also, you have to find a way to handle the contract for me." Rong En thought about it carefully. With Nan Yejue's means and power, it shouldn't be a problem to deal with the boss who wants to lure.

The most important thing is that she can only agree to Nan Yejue after she gets back the contract.

"Then, tomorrow night, I'm impatient."

Nan Yejue's words had already indirectly agreed to her request, so forthright, Rong En didn't know whether to answer directly or go around a few times, but when he said it again, there were only two words, "deal."

make a deal?Buying and selling like items.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." The voice was actually a little gentle, as if whispering to a lover.

Rong En let go and closed the phone directly.

On the other side, Nan Yejue threw the phone aside, a faint sarcasm was drawn on the corner of his lips.

I thought she was different, but it seems that it is another, extremely boring game.

When Rong En walked out of the bathroom, she just allowed her mother to come back in the rain. She paused when she stepped out of the door, and then went up to her as if nothing happened, "Mom, why did you get wet like this? Did you forget your umbrella?"

"Yeah." Rong's mother closed the door with an unnatural expression, and the previous plastic bag disappeared, "This rain is too sudden."

"Mom." Although Rong En was in a heavy mood, he still forced himself to purse the corners of his mouth, and his voice was as brisk as possible as he grabbed Mother Rong's shoulders, "Starting tomorrow, you don't have to go to work."

"why?"

"Because I found a job."

Rong's mother was not as happy as expected, Rong En knew what she was worried about, "This time I was introduced by an acquaintance, it's a big company, and you can sign a contract after entering."

"Really?" Rong's mother turned her head and patted the back of Rong En's hand a few times, "But... it's better not to get in trouble with him."

"Mom, don't worry." Rong En recalled Nan Yejue's arrogant and unruly face, and blurted out, "If you want to offend, it's dog bite dog."

"What?" Mother Rong thought she had misheard.

Rong En avoided the topic and pushed her to the door of the bathroom, "Mom, you go take a shower first, I'll bring the clothes and put them at the door."

Mother Rong paused while walking, "Enen, I will do that job first, and when you are stable..."

"Mom!" Rong En raised his voice and interrupted her, "This time, you just listen to me."

Mother Rong didn't speak any more, she got wet in the rain, her rheumatism problem came up again, and she couldn't straighten her waist anymore.

This rain, stop and go, when I woke up in the morning, there was still a small knock on the window.The sky outside was gloomy and gray, and the cool wind had already taken advantage of it. Rong En shrank under the quilt, turned over, and continued to sleep.

Can't sleep, but don't want to get up.

After noon, after dinner, and an excuse to go out to buy some clothes, Rong's mother let her go out.

Walking into the back door of Yulu, because I spent an afternoon on the street, it is now evening.

Since the time has not yet come, the current temptation is as quiet as a sleeping child. Rong En finds the foreman and explains his purpose.

"Oh, that contract is in the hands of the boss, and he told you to find him on the third floor."

Rong En's heart skipped a beat, after all, he was not sure whether Nan Yejue had finished the matter, but from the tone of the foreman, it should be close.

After walking around a corner, Rong En looked around, but she didn't see anyone else. The door was still closed. She searched around, but didn't see anything like a doorbell, so she had to knock on the door with her hand. stand up.

After two sounds, the door opened, as if predicted in advance, and it opened quietly.

It was still dark inside, Rong En turned around and closed the door, blocking the only weak light outside the corridor.The central air conditioner in the room had only a light flashing, and the weak warm air hit Rong En's face, but it was quite cool.

Inside, there was the sound of shower water, knocking on Rong En's sensitive nerves through the open door.

Rong En tried to move a few steps. This should be a spacious room with no obstacles in the middle.The sound of water disappeared amidst her anxiety.The door of the bathroom was moved open, and there was a slight sound.

"What? Still here?" Rong En could only judge by the sound of footsteps, he should have come to him.

"I'm here to get back that contract." Her voice was clear and peaceful, and some things are often so absurd. The contract was obviously tricked into signing.Now, in exchange for it, he had to put on his own body.

The man didn't speak, and walked aside with the approaching breath, Rong En grabbed his handbag tightly, in the dark, he felt the most insecure.After a long time, a sudden gust of cool wind hit the face, accompanied by the man's cold and gloomy voice, "Here you are."

The contract was scattered on the ground, and Rong En hurriedly knelt down to pick it up.

"Accepting favors from other men with peace of mind, Rong En, do you really think that dead people can't open their eyes?"

An unfamiliar voice, in a strange place like a restricted area, Rong En's outstretched hand stopped suddenly, she was covered in cold sweat, her heart was suffocated, her pale face was full of shock, her trembling lip voice, it took a long time before she asked Come out, "You, who are you?"

The man was sitting on the edge of the bed in a bathrobe, staring at the wine glass in his hand, Rong En couldn't see the hatred spreading in his eyes at this moment, and the solid ice covered, the man drank the red wine in one gulp, his slightly drunk eyes Eyes revealing gloom, "Get lost!"

Picking up the contract tremblingly, Rong En stood up and asked again, "Who are you?"

The long silence, this feeling, reminded Rong En of how many years ago, she waited anxiously at a door that determined his life and death, hope and anxiety slowly filled her eyes.

"Me?" The man sneered, "I'm just trying to seduce the boss behind the scenes." Such an answer was impeccable.

"No, you know more than that." Rong En insisted, but his voice was out of tune due to excitement.

"At this time, your benefactor should be looking for you." The man put the wine glass on the table, and after the cold rubbing sound, he got up, "If you don't leave, don't blame me for regretting it."

The man's tone is already repelling others thousands of miles away.

It wasn't until he got out of this door, got out of the temptation, walked on the street, and the cool breeze poured into his head, that Rong En became more awake.

The crowd was surging, but she was the only one who seemed so lonely.

Taking out the phone, she wanted to check the time, only to find that there were more than a dozen missed calls. Before she could take a closer look, the phone vibrated again, and she answered, "Hello."

"Woman, are you testing my patience?" Nan Yejue said in a bad tone, "Do you still want to go back on your word?"

"I went to Yuyu just now, and the phone was on vibrate."

"where?"

Rong En looked around and reported a place name, the man stopped talking nonsense and hung up the phone.Rong En called her mother and said that she was going to spend the night at a friend's house tonight. Faced with her mother's doubts, she just prevaricated a few words, and really didn't have much energy to deal with it.

Sitting on a bench in the night market, opposite is an audio store.

Night, deep dark.

can you really forget your first love

if one day

You met someone who looked exactly like him

Is he really him? is it possible?

Is this the tolerance of fate, or
another bad joke

Rong En's deep-set eyes looked up in surprise. In the store and on the stereo, the once touching dialogue has now become a true portrayal of her.

难道 爱情 可以 给 别人

但 命运 注定 留 不 住 的 的 人
At the entrance of the audio store, people coming and going were pointing. She put her hands on the window, and the transparent and clean glass vaguely projected a sad and pale face.In the middle of the road, high-end sports cars appear in such a civilian consumer place, attracting many people to stop.Nan Yejue turned sideways and looked at the faint shadow left by the woman not far away.

"Beep beep..."

Rong En hurriedly wiped away his tears, turned around, saw Nan Yejue, and walked over.When he got into the car, he was in a good mood. Looking at her red eyes from crying, the man became irritable. He stepped up the gas pedal, and within a short while, the car drove into a luxurious open-air villa.

The gate opened automatically in front of the car, followed the colored stones on the mat, bypassed an artificial open-air swimming pool, and drove for nearly 5 minutes before driving the car into the garage.

"Get out of the car." Nan Yejue got out of the car first, and Rong En took the handbag and followed behind.The luxury of this manor-style villa made her speechless.

(End of this chapter)