Mr.Mo's hidden honey love

"I give Ji to you to take care of by yourself. As for how much it will be worth in the future and how much wealth it will bring you, it depends on your own ability. Now you let me take care of it for you. You can pay money without any bottom line. What's my advantage? "

The man's handsome face is calm and steady, like a philistine businessman, who never let go of her.

When Sheng light curl of smile, "don't you owe me? It's also right to suffer losses. I don't have much money to spend. After all, you've made money. "

"Under what circumstances would you go to Ji's to pay for it?"

Specifically, Shi Sheng can't say.

Maybe one day I want to understand, I don't want to be hypocritical, I want to spend money like dirt, I don't want to work in the dark, or I get sick and wait for money to save my life.

She perfunctorily, "get married, have children, get sick."

Ji Yunan bowed his head to light a cigarette. He lifted his eyes with one hand and asked with a smile: "so, if you want to get married, you need me to buy you a dowry, a car, a house and a banquet. Give birth to a child, later sick hospitalization still need me to give you medical expenses? Are you looking for a man or a little white face? "

"If you don't have the right man, it's good to have a white face, at least handsome and sweet mouth."

The fire went out.

Ji Yunan leaned back and folded his legs. He took the cigarette from his lips and said, "I'll pay you to raise a little white face? Shisheng, what do you think I am? "

Shi Sheng just said it casually. I didn't expect that Ji Yunan was more serious.

She curled her lips and muttered, "psycho."

When Sheng took the bag to go, Ji Yunan clasped his wrist and sat on the seat again.

The man turned the document to the last page with one hand, unscrewed the pen and put it on Shi Sheng's hand, "sign before you go."

On the pen, there is still the hot temperature of the man's palm. When Sheng holds it in his hand, he only feels it is very hot.

Along the pores into the blood vessels, gradually evolved into restlessness.

She bowed her head and covered up the mood of her eyes by curling her eyelashes. "You have a big heart and are not afraid that I will ruin your family business."

"There's no way to worry. Someone has to watch."

Somebody's always watching?

This tone seems to have the depression of Zhuge Liang.

Shi Sheng frowned: "what about you?"

"I leave, no longer appear in front of you, is not what you want?"

“……”

Shi Sheng is silent.

After a while, she said solemnly, "Ji Yunan, I hope we can not meet again in the future, but Ji, I really don't want to."

Ji Yunan's hand on the table was suddenly tense because of the sentence "don't meet again". The joints of his hand were white. On the back of his hand, the cyan veins were obvious and the roots were protruding.

But it only lasted for a second or two, then it returned to its original state, "don't do it, just stay with me at ease."

Shi Sheng signed on the document and pushed the pen back to him together with the document. "OK, I've signed the document. Can I go now?"

"I'll see you off." He took his coat and got up to follow.

Shi Sheng: "I take a taxi myself."

Speaking, Ji Yunan has passed her door, "back to the company, by the way."

"Don't you go to work today?" The resistance on Shi Sheng's face is very obvious.

She had a day's work yesterday, and she still feels dizzy.

Ji Yunan's eyes on her are focused and deep. He sees the resistance and fatigue on her face.

He knew that the workload and difficulty of his work were really a bit overwhelming for Shi Sheng's current situation.

Ji Yunan turned his eyes, pressed down the heartache and said indifferently: "who can't say? You only have two months. After the high-level meeting next Monday morning, the whole Jishi group will know that you are going to be the CEO of Jishi's branch in China. With so many eyes looking at you, is it difficult to say that you are going to be said to be in this position only by climbing up to me? "

Ji Yunan sent Shi Sheng back to the company.

Shi Sheng didn't even look at him. He pushed the door open to get off.

"Shisheng."

Ji Yunan stops her.

The woman didn't look back, but she didn't move.

He didn't care. He said to himself, "if the original evidence could be successfully submitted to the court, and I was punished by the law, would you not hate it so much?"

When Sheng relaxed nerve a little bit tight up.

She looked back and fixed her sharp eyes on his face. "What do you mean?"

"I'm just making a metaphor. If we didn't have so much to do, if the original evidence was sent, if... He was punished as he should be, would you be with me?"