"I'm not your woman, how can I still use your card?" Yu Tianyu was confused and asked Gong Shiheng and Lu Zechen for confirmation.
Gong Shiheng smiled but said nothing. Lu Zechen tsked, "What do you know? Mr. Yan is better at playing than you."
Yu Tianyu was slightly disappointed and waved his hand, "It's because I don't know enough."
Yan Han listened to their teasing and questioning without saying a word. He only drank some wine and ate two pieces of fruit.
When the gossip couldn't be heard, everyone gave up and went indoors to have some fun.
After everyone left, only Lu Zechen and Gong Shiheng were left sitting opposite Yan Han.
Lu Zechen sat over and put his hand on Yan Han's shoulder, "I'm in a bad mood."
Yan Han frowned and opened Lu Zechen's paw, "Stay away from me."
"Did Song Xiang offend you?" Gong Shiheng sat over and sighed: "When that girl called me, she was very frightened."
"Is she afraid?" Yan Yanhan snorted, anger rising, and the smell of morning noodles still lingered in his nose, his tone was gloomy, "She can go to heaven."
Gong Shiheng was helpless, shook his head and smiled.
Lu Zechen smelled the gossip and put his hand on Yan Han's shoulder again.
"It's not her who offends you, it's you... Gu Qianqiu who's dissatisfied, right?"
Yan Han lowered the corners of his lips and glanced sideways, "Shut your mouth."
Lu Zechen exclaimed, "Sure enough."
He moved a little closer, with a playful look in his eyes, "Tell me about the process you took, and I'll analyze it for you to see which step is wrong."
Yan Han pursed his lips, remembering the conversation with Song Xiang last night.
…
Song Xiang's family
Suman sent a bunch of documents to Song Xiang's email, all of which were shady.
Song Xiang went through it from top to bottom, feeling secretly shocked that these people were too courageous.
Suman: "The price of the car is basically about 50,000, but the value recorded by our company is more than 100,000, and the difference goes into Mr. Li's pocket."
Song Xiang: "How come the car price is so low?"
Suman: "Then you have to ask Director Wang."
Song Xiang thought of the message she saw on Wang Yong's cell phone that day, and the thoughts that had flashed across her mind came to her mind again. She leaned on the leather chair and rocked back and forth, thinking of a solution.
Suman's news came again, "If you want to know the truth, maybe you can go to Yue Ji's senior management."
Song Xiang was a little hesitant. She just wanted to teach Wang Yong a lesson, and didn't want to get involved in some shady events. If she blocked other people's way of making money, she would die without knowing why.
What's more, she just offended Yan Han and lost her gold medal to avoid death. A little person like her with few relatives and few friends will disappear from the world and no one will care about her.
Suman was not in a hurry and just sent a personal message, saying: "Think about it. If you want to go ahead, tell me and I will help you."
Song Xiang twitched his lips, pressed the keyboard with one hand and texted OK.
The two chatted.
There was only one dim lamp in the small study room. Song Xiang sighed and lay on the desk, feeling wavering in his heart.
Suman wants to take this opportunity to bring down Mr. Li and take over, or he may have a bigger goal.
But as for her, why take such a big risk? She will be free in less than two months. Then she can come and go as she pleases, and what should she care about.
…
seaside
Yan Han finally spat out, and Lu Zechen's eyes lit up. Gong Shiheng was not interested on the surface, but he didn't even bother to take a sip of wine in the middle of the conversation.
Lu Zechen concluded: "You force others to develop impure relationships, and they reject you."
Yan Han: "..."
He moved his shoulders and shook off Lu Zechen's hand, suddenly regretting saying it.
Lu Zechen wanted to laugh, but in the spirit of sustainable development of gossip, he held it back and continued to post shamelessly.
"I have a solution."
Yan Han stopped, put the wine that was already close to his lips back on the coffee table, leaned forward, and looked at Lu Zechen up and down.
Gong Shiheng couldn't laugh or cry, "Li Han, if you really believe him, then there will be a big problem."
Yan Han raised his hand to block Gong Shiheng's words, looked at Lu Zechen, and said, "Let's talk and listen."
Gong Shiheng held his forehead and shook his head helplessly.
Lu Zechen smiled like a fox. He insisted on getting closer to Yan Han and lowered his voice: "If you force it, let's find another way."
Yan Han frowned and thought carefully.
Lu Zechen said: "We use fishing."
fishing...
Lu Zechen licked his back teeth and continued to say to Yan Han: "You should..."
While listening, Yan Han leaned over and picked up the wine glass again, shaking his wrist slightly while listening to Lu Zechen's words.
After a while, Lu Zechen finished speaking.
Gong Shiheng felt it was inappropriate, "What's the difference between this and playing with people's emotions?"
Yan Han swallowed a sip of wine, raised his hand to wipe the traces of wine from the corner of his mouth, and said hoarsely: "It sounds... interesting."
Gong Shiheng: "If you listen to him, you will definitely get into trouble like him."
Yan Han leaned back, opened his arms, and looked confident, "Don't compare me with some idiots who are trying to get rich."
Lu Zechen rolled his eyelids and said, "Okay, it's time to kill the donkey."