When she reached the door, she paused and turned to look at Qi Shiyan, who was working seriously at the desk again, "Mr. Qi..." She hesitated, looked into his eyes and hesitated for a while before asking, "Why did you choose
I?"
Everyone in the modeling industry knows that Qi Shiyan has very strict requirements for models. He even said in public that he has yet to find a model who can wear the soul of his designs...
"What if I say I want... to be caught by you?" Qi Shiyan looked at her, and what he said made Xiao Yaofeng confused.
Teasing? Truth? Joke?
Isn’t the legendary Qi Shiyan gay? Isn’t he?…
Until he walked out of ML Company, Xiao Yao didn't know what Qi Shiyan's last words meant.
A van suddenly stopped in front of her, and without waiting for her to react, she was escorted into the van.
Regarding this unexpected incident, Xiao Yao seemed extremely calm. He neither screamed nor struggled. He could even say with a cold face, "Don't touch me" in a cold voice.
Anyway, after he was caught in the car, Ma Zai didn't dare to do anything to the financial backer. He just said politely, "Boss, please ask Miss Xiao to come with us to his office."
Xiao Yao sneered disdainfully. In this era, it is not easy for anyone to get around. The gangsters have already used their offices.
But the office location they are talking about is not in a high-end building or high-end place like ML Company.
The house is some years old, and the one not far away still has a big word "Kaifu" painted on it. The red circle surrounds the word "Kaifu" tightly, which is shocking.
Stepping on the decades-old stairs, Xiao Yao walked into the office
The office is not big, but there are cubicles and clutter scattered around. A worn-out sofa is placed by the window. The most conspicuous thing in the entire office is the statue of Guan Gong, majestic and righteous.
A burst of screams came from the cubicle in the office, and then the door of the cubicle was opened, and a man who had been beaten with purple eyes and bleeding mouth rolled out in embarrassment.
"Brother Fa, Brother Fa, if you give me a few more days of grace, I will definitely repay the money." The man begged for mercy without dignity, but the man called Fa Ge lit up a cigarette and blew it.
smoke
Staring at the ceiling, he sneered, "How many days of grace can you give me?" After saying that, his boss handed him a fruit knife. He looked down at the man and said, "Leave a little finger first. You know, as a man, you must keep your word."