The Nangong employees in suits and ties lined up in a row. When the black sports car arrived like a turtle, they all bent down to welcome the CEO.
Xiaoyu got out of the car, opened the door, and welcomed out a certain noble and gentle young master.
"Miss Yan," the young master raised his hand to look at his wrist and ordered without turning his head, "I will give you the last two hours to think about it. After the meeting, I want to hear the exact answer."
Miss Yu, "Answer?"
It's really hard to talk to a single cell.
Master Tou didn't bother to explain, so he directly lifted her chin, leaned over and kissed her heavily.
Miss Yan was immediately petrified.
The jaws of hundreds of employees dropped collectively.
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"Do you understand now?" Master Tou held her waist with one hand and held her chin with the other, pressing her against the black car. His tone was rare and gentle, "Yan Xiaoyu, no one has ever challenged me like this.
Patience. You stupid fish, you have kept me waiting for too long, do you know?"
Stupid fish...who is the stupid fish? You are still completely stupid!
Miss Yan heard the young master's gentle words and couldn't help but ask cautiously and courageously: "If I...refuse..."
"Then, repay the debt." The young master grinned, very charming, "One hundred thousand for a finger, three hundred thousand for an arm, five hundred thousand for a leg, one million for hemiplegia, three million for a life, five hundred
There will never be a dead body, Miss Yan, please take a seat."
After that, he turned around gracefully, surrounded by men in suits, and walked into Nangong Building gleamingly without looking back.
Comrade Yan was left standing alone in front of the building, looking up at the sky, feeling that he had been forced to be the gang boss's girlfriend for nineteen years. Life was so hopeless, so hopeless...
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Agree or not?
Xiaoyu struggled for a while, felt uneasy, and decided to make a call for help to his guiding ideology, Grandpa Yan.
"Xiaoyu, what's the matter? Do you miss your grandpa and me? Haha! I heard from Xiaoan that you performed well at work and were promoted again. Ah, grandpa is playing the erhu with Lao Wang in the vegetable field 200 meters west of the village.
Well, my grandpa’s current skills are not impressive. Just a piece of the song "The Horse Runs to Protect the Frontier" shocked the audience. Two days ago, the village committee organized a performance. Your grandpa and I went on stage to sing the song. Several widows in the village even organized a support cheerleading team for me.
…”
Grandpa Yan and Yan Xiaoyu have the same temperament. As soon as they heard Xiaoyu's voice, they got excited and started chatting endlessly.
Xiaoyu agreed and ran further and further away before the topic even started. He quickly stopped him and said: "I know, I know, grandpa, you still don't want to change the glory of the Red Army! Grandpa, I have something to ask you...
…”
Grandpa Yan couldn't help but frown when he heard Xiaoyu's tone. He put down his erhu and shouted: "Comrade Xiaoyu, tell me, did you make a mistake?"
As expected of grandpa, he knows everything!
Yu hesitated, nodded and whispered: "Grandpa, I, I owe people money..."
"Ow money?" Grandpa Yan frowned, but felt that this was completely inconsistent with Xiaoyu's usual saving style, "Grandpa has used all the money you have sent back over the years. He has saved the dowry for you and Wei An. How much do you owe?
Grandpa will help you pay it back."
"Grandpa..." Yu explained in a low voice, "It's a lot of money, and our Yan family probably won't be able to pay it back!"
"Have you been defrauded by criminals?" Grandpa Yan was angry, "How did that kid Jiang Fan take care of you!"
"No, grandpa... I was too careless and accidentally caused a lot of losses to a gentleman. This gentleman knew that I had no money to repay the loan, so he provided me with a high-paying part-time job to relieve my guilt.
Then, some conditions were put forward..."
"Yu, you are lucky to have met a good person!" Grandpa Yan sighed slightly after listening to her narration, and praised him, "This gentleman is a philanthropist, he is very kind, and he is simply a model for the socialist people."
Philanthropist, role model for the people...
Yu Da Lei, why can't she associate Master Tou with these words?
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