Master Pei, your wife is too cruel

Chapter 182 It's not... I want to eat it.

When Sang Nuan arrived, Pei Zehan was sitting on the sofa reading the documents and was engrossed in them.

He was still wearing the clothes he wore at the ceremony in the morning, half leaning on the backrest, and the stack of documents in his hand was unbelievably thick.

Sang Nuan subconsciously lightened her steps, and when she walked to the middle of the living room, she saw that various fruits and pastries were neatly arranged on the coffee table, with various patterns, as if there was going to be a buffet party here soon.

It suddenly occurred to her that Pei Zehan made a public appearance today, and maybe a lot of people would come to see him. She seemed to have come at the wrong time, and stood where she was and did not go any further.

Pei Zehan was sitting at an angle that happened to be facing the floor-to-ceiling windows of the living room. He was watching Sang Nuan come out of the small building, walk across the garden, and walk towards him.

Looking at the documents, he just thought of it temporarily to put on a show. He didn't want Sang Nuan to think that he was waiting for her specially, for fear that the little girl would have a psychological burden.

But now it seems that his little girl has misunderstood again.

Pei Zehan quickly raised his head, pretending to have just seen Sang Nuan, and said lightly, "Here we are."

Sang Nuan paused and stepped forward, "Uncle wants to greet guests?"

Pei Zehan glanced at the coffee table, "No...I want to eat."

Sang Nuan was surprised, is Mr. Pei a sweet tooth?Kind of crazy.

So many desserts and fruits, eat them all, don't you get fat?
"I can't finish eating anyway, do you want to come together?"

The man casually picked up the plate of cherries closest to him and handed it to Sang Nuan.

Sang Nuan loved to eat cherries in her previous life, and she didn't refuse, she reached out and grabbed a handful.

"Enough, thank you."

The atmosphere between the two suddenly became polite.

Pei Zehan's eyes dimmed, he withdrew his hand, and put the fruit plate on the table.

After eating a cherries, Sang Nuan cut straight to the point, "Uncle, I'll get 1000 million."

Pei Zehan was taken aback by her straightforwardness, and then laughed softly.

It was just an illusion that this girl was being polite to him.

"May I ask, why are you in such a hurry to ask for 1000 million?"

Sang Nuan shook her head resolutely, "It's privacy."

Pei Zehan was silent for 2 seconds, took out the wallet from his pocket, took out a black card, and handed it to her, "You should know that banks need to make an appointment in advance to withdraw large amounts of cash. This card contains the amount you want. Take it first." to use."

"But, I don't need cash. Just transfer the money to me. I have brought my bank card."

As she spoke, Sang Nuan took out a green card from the Agricultural Bank of China that was about to be worn out from her small bag.

Pei Zehan was expressionless, "The company's finances are on holiday, do you want me to go to the bank to transfer the money for you?"

Sang Nuan choked on his words, and that's right, the scene of letting the owner of the richest family in Kyoto go to the bank to transfer money to her seems, it seems, a little weird.

"Then thank you in advance, uncle."

Sang Nuan took the black card in his hand with a smile and put it in his small bag.

"Don't worry, I won't pay you more, 1000 million, I will pay you back when I run out."

Pei Zehan narrowed his eyes, not knowing what the little girl was going to do. From what she said, it seemed that 1000 million would be spent soon.

After Sang Nuan left, Yu Song appeared out of nowhere.

"President Pei, if you want, I'll help you find out about your wife."

He came in through the back door just now, and he didn't come out when he heard his wife was coming. He listened to all the conversations between the two.

Although 1000 million is not much, judging from the information they know, Madam seems to have no special need for money.

After much deliberation, it should be related to the theft of the plan.

Yu Song felt that his suggestion was impeccable.

Knowing oneself and the enemy, and then being courteous every now and then, I don't believe my wife won't be tempted.

It's okay if he didn't say anything, but when he said it, Pei Zehan glanced at Yu Song indifferently, "Contact the finance department, and your one-year bonus will be deducted."

(End of this chapter)