Regarding the ninth point of Party B’s attention, Song Mi not only doesn’t understand it, but also doesn’t understand it at all.

Are public peace talks always about relationships between boyfriend and girlfriend?

Please, I would never dream of doing something this big.

After the two looked at each other for a long time, Song Mi discovered a problem, and that was that Tan Xize looked at her with a frank look without any impurities.

On the contrary, when she looked at him, her eyes would occasionally dodge, revealing a guilty conscience and discomfort.

Tan Xize looked at her, quietly, just looking at her.

Didn't say a word.

Song Mi felt her throat was a little tight, making it difficult for her to speak. After some mental struggle, she still hesitated to ask.

"Mr. Tan, I don't understand this Article 9."

"Um."

Tan Xize was smoking, his eyes and tone were calm, "What don't you understand?"

Song Mi paused for a moment, stared into the man's dark eyes, and asked slowly: "...Why do you want to tell others that we are boyfriend and girlfriend?"

"Then how else can you serve as a shield for me?"

Tan Xize answered very neatly and fluently, as if he had expected that she would ask this question.

Song Mi was startled.

Tan Xize put out his cigarette butt and said, "If we don't say we are boyfriend and girlfriend, what identity are you going to use to protect me from my love affair?"

"..."

"Do you have to cry every time?"

Song Mi felt that the big boss was right, but she still felt that this was not appropriate and always felt that there were endless hidden dangers.

If she takes the initiative to tell the outside world that the current president of Yingda Group talks about Nishizawa being her boyfriend, others will treat her as a lunatic... and she might even cause a lot of unnecessary trouble...

Just thinking about it gives me a severe headache.

After thinking for a moment, Song Mi carefully considered the words and said, "Mr. Tan, do you think this is okay? When someone of the opposite sex harasses you, I will just say that I am your girlfriend. Normally, I won't say anything casually if it's okay."

"..."

"I'm afraid that others will think me crazy."

Tan Xize raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his tone: "Madman?"

"yes."

Song Mi shrugged, "I tell others that I will always be my boyfriend. Is it possible?"

The man's peach-blossom eyes were slightly squinted, showing a romantic look. He laughed very softly and said in a lazy and playful voice: "What's impossible?"

"..."

Song Mi choked up and could only say, "I just think it's very unrealistic."

"What's so unrealistic about it?"

He just laughed.

Song Mi didn't hear anything wrong at all. He just thought it was the boss who was making a show and asked for a complete set, so he asked again without giving up: "Can you only say that we are boyfriend and girlfriend when the opposite sex harasses you? Other times, I really don't care.

I want to say..."

Tan Xize looked at her quietly, his eyes deep.

After a long time.

He compromised and gave her enough respect: "Okay, this will be changed later."

Song Mi immediately showed a grateful smile, her smile was sweet and bright: "Thank you, Mr. Tan, I'll take a look below."

Tan Xize gave a faint hum.

Looking down, the rest of the terms are trivial and quite relaxed, such as the occasional need to attend events with Tan Nishizawa, the need to accompany Tan Nishizawa on business trips, and the need to take the initiative to say hello and say good morning and good night every day.

When seeing this, Song Mi gave Zhou Lang an admiring look, as if to say, okay, this contract is drawn up in detail enough.

Zhou Lang: "..."

Dead speechless.

Ninety-nine items in total.

There is only one sentence in the last article: Except for working time, the rest of Party B’s time belongs to Party A for a period of two years.

Spend money to buy time.

Very reasonable.

Song Mi closed the contract, let out a long sigh of relief, and looked up at Tan Xize. He had finished smoking and was drinking tea leisurely, looking very relaxed.

Tan Xize raised his eyes and asked her: "Have you finished reading?"

Song Mi nodded: "I've finished reading."

He used the lid of the cup to pluck a few strands of leaves from the tea surface, his movements elegant and gentle, "How about it? Can it be done?"

Song Mi clenched his hand hanging by his side: "Yes."

She wants to get the job.

"OK."

Tan Xize nodded and reached out to her cheerfully, "Make a price."

Song Mi's heart tightened.

Coming!

The most exciting part is here...

Let her make a bid?

Song Mi was stunned on the spot. She didn't know how much to open. She was afraid that if she opened it high, Tan Xi Ze would think she was too open-minded, and she was afraid that if she opened it low, she would suffer a loss.

Seeing her staying where she was, Tan Xize found it funny. After taking a sip of tea, he asked her: "What are you doing standing there?"

Song Mi's brain started to work rapidly, but in fact it didn't work. After working hard for a while, she thought about the five thousand yuan reward she got when she helped him get rid of his difficult ex-fiancée last time.

"Mr. Tan, how about we still calculate based on the last price?"

"Driving away a member of the opposite sex for five thousand?"

Tan Xize frowned slightly and immediately rejected it: "When it comes to monthly salary, just one person is troublesome."

monthly salary.

This is really a headache.

Song Mi thought deeply for a long time and made some calculations in her mind. She realized that what Mr. Tan spent money on was all her time outside of work.

To be honest, her time is not too expensive, but it is not too cheap either.

So, Song Mi boldly stretched out a finger and said timidly without confidence: "Ten thousand?"

Tan Xi Ze paused while drinking tea, then raised his eyes to look at her.

The moment their eyes met, Song Mi almost stopped breathing on the spot. What did the big boss mean when he suddenly looked at her and thought her price was too high?

The main reason is that when this man has no expression on his face, people can’t guess his emotions!

Tan Xize held the tea cup but did not drink, looked at her, and did not speak.

The air condensed.

The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.

He raised his eyebrows and looked coldly: "Ten thousand?"

Song Mi choked, swallowed, and said nervously and carefully: "Mr. Tan, what about... If you think the price is high, you can negotiate for it. I'm easy to talk to."

Bargain?

Tan Xize put the tea cup in his hand on the coffee table, leaned back on the sofa, and looked at Song Mi with a smile: "What do you mean by asking for ten thousand? Who are you looking down on?"

Song Mi: "..."

Her eyes widened slightly and she didn't react for a moment, "Huh?"

What do these mean?

Do you think her price is too low?

There was a smile in the man's eyes, his expression became gentle, and he said to her: "Be bold and ask for a price."

Song Mi thought to himself.

According to the big boss, doesn't it mean that he is a fat piece of meat and should be killed quickly?

Her heart skipped a beat, and she said loudly: "Twenty thousand a month, then!"
To be continued...