Hundreds of millions of pets: BOSS marriage addiction addiction

Chapter 55 7000 Checks
The hands couldn't help beating the big bed, and the muffled sound of bumping came from the bed, accompanied by Nan Jin's unscrupulous laughter.

Yuan Zi'an froze when he heard the laughter at first, and then yelled, "Nan Xiaojin, you lied to me! Huh, I've been guilty all afternoon!"

Nan Jin rolled her eyes, "Guilty? Do you think you know what that is?"

"do not know."

"..." I knew it would be like this.

After a pause for a few seconds, Nan Jin laughed enough, and the emotions of both of them eased. Looking at the paper bags in their hands, Nan Jin said, "An'an, Tong Junhao gave me two paper bags."

"And then?" Yuan Zi'an poured himself a cup of coffee, and subconsciously felt that Nan Jin had something to say.

"One of them released 10% of Huateng's shares." Nan Jin let out a sigh of relief, feeling that it took a lot of courage to say this.

How many people dream of getting 10% of Huateng's shares.

Yuan Zi'an really lived up to expectations and screamed, "Nan Xiaojin, you have become a little rich woman this time, so you don't need to... Eh, if that's the case, why are you going to the competition today?"

"I gave that document to Tong Junhao's special assistant and asked him to return it to Tong Junhao."

"..." Knowing it would be like this, Yuan Zi'an took a sip of coffee, and waited for the bitterness to clear her mind before asking: "What about the other one?"

Shaking the file bag in his hand, Nan Jin said, "I haven't opened it yet."

"Don't you dare to tear it down?"

"Well, I was scared by the 10% of the shares." Nan Jin was noncommittal, "But I touched it and shook it."

Yuan Zian: "..."

If you want to know, just open it directly, and you actually engage in such self-deceiving things?
Ignoring her emotions, Nan Jin said slowly again: "It seems that there is a small bottle inside, and there are papers, which should be these."

"Open it and have a look." Yuan Zi'an sighed, because she found that she could only say this, or rather, Nan Jin needed someone to give her enough courage to open that file bag.

"If it's still money, houses, shares, etc., it's a big deal to send back, but if it's not, then it should be something Tong Junhao did that moved you. Or you can consider accepting it."

Nan Jin looked at the file bag, do you really want to open it?
She thought of the first file bag that Tong Junhao gave her. Although the things in it didn't make her completely fall into the darkness of Duanmu Chengyue and other women, they still did in her heart.

What about this?
Nan Jin felt apprehensive and uneasy.

After a long time, she took a deep breath, "Okay."

Pull the rope of the kraft paper bag, and because of the tilt, the contents inside will roll out.

The first thing that came out was a bottle of medicine, and the small words on it were printed into Nan Jin's eyes, "External Ointment for Bruises", eight words, which clearly seemed to be able to sting her eyes.

Is this a coincidence or a coincidence?
Then three slips of paper fell out, or more precisely a note, a check, and an IOU.

There are a few large characters clearly written on the note, which looks like Tong Junhao's own handwriting, very strong.

"Nan Jin, don't forget, we are husband and wife. Don't let me down on you.——Tong Junhao"

Next to the note is a check for 7000 million.

And that IOU was probably a note that said she owed Tong Junhao 7000 million yuan, everything was clearly written, only her signature was missing.

Nan Jin stared at these things in a daze, and the voice came from the mobile phone left aside, with a sense of worry: "Nan Xiaojin, did you see it? What's in it? Is it money?"

"It's money, and it's not money." Nan Jin glanced at it, not knowing what to say.

Yuan Zi'an was baffled, what is money and not money, what is not money?
"Be clear."

Retelling what she saw to Yuan Zi'an one by one, Nan Jin felt like a primary school student who looked at pictures and talked.

"7000 million? That's not..."

"Yes, that's the one!"

Even Nanjin still owes Duanmu Chengyue 7000 million!

It's obvious what Tong Junhao meant, but he just left that IOU again.

"Nan Jin, I used to think that you are no different from a little fox. You can be tactful, sophisticated, persistent, strong, beautiful and intelligent, but now, I think that no matter how smart a fox is, he can't hide from you. old hunter."

Nan Jin hurriedly grabbed her mobile phone to inquire, but Yuan Zi'an had already hung up the phone.

Like Yuan Zi'an, what she struggled with was the IOU.

After watching for a long time, Nan Jin didn't get up from the bed until Butler Li came up to invite her to dinner, hurriedly applied the medicine to herself, and went downstairs.

While eating, Nan Jin was still thinking, how did Tong Junhao know that he would be injured, and why did he deliberately leave the ointment for the wound?Could it be that he has been spying on himself?

After thinking about it for a while, Nan Jin didn't understand it. Anyway, if Tong Junhao wanted to control himself, it would be easy, so why bother thinking so much?
Thinking of what Yuan Zi'an said just now, Nan Jin couldn't help laughing again, even if he, the hunter, set a trap, it still depends on whether her prey stepped on it, right?

After finishing dinner easily, Nan Jin went upstairs to rest.

For some reason, Special Assistant Xin told her that Tong Junhao would stay in the United States for three days and asked her to take good care of herself.

Nan Jin replied with the word "um", and arrogantly threw the phone aside and started to read, only the eyes that fell on a few pieces of paper by the table from time to time became more and more confused.

I don't know if it's because of Tong Junhao's absence, but Nan Jin lost sleep while lying on the big bed alone.

Of course, people who sleep well don't know the pain of insomnia. However, as a person who has suffered from insomnia for two years, Nan Jin, uh, behaved very calmly, continued to hold the book, and even calculated the time when Tong Junhao got off the plane and sent a message. Information passes.

As soon as the message was sent, Nan Jin's cell phone rang.

The phone was connected, and neither of them spoke for a while, their quiet breathing flowed through the microphone. Nan Jin had a premonition that Tong Junhao must know that she was going to participate in the competition in the afternoon.

But why didn't he just ask her directly?
"Can't sleep?" The man's voice finally sounded, and relieved Nan Jin's embarrassment.

Tong Junhao is patient, she has always known, or hunters have always been patient, and Tong Junhao's patience is even worse.

"En." She responded in a low voice, and her soft voice echoed in the quiet room, adding a little more delicate tone.

On the other end of the phone, the man chuckled, "Can't you sleep without me?"

"Well," Nan Jin replied subconsciously, and when she came to her senses in her own thoughts, her face turned red, "No, no, no, I... I am, um, I'm a little tired this afternoon. "

Stuttering and finally finished speaking, she found that she seemed a little self-confident, pinching the corner of the book angrily, Nan Jin simply stopped talking.

(End of this chapter)