Chapter 1207 The end of the volume - Jiang Nansun (Part 2) (two in one)

Jiang's mother woke up from her slumber when she heard her voice. After confirming that it was her daughter, she sighed quietly.

"I'm fine."

Jiang Nansun pointed at the things on the ground and said, "What's going on? Are those people here to make trouble?"

The debt collector also did this last year, but it was not as excessive as today. Moreover, since Daisy borrowed more than two million yuan from Ye Jinyan to help pay back the money, the people from the small loan company have not made things difficult for them anymore.

The existing foreign debts were all borrowed by Jiang's father from his friends. In view of this relationship, those people were embarrassed to go too far, but today...

Mother Jiang nodded, held her hand and said: "He Xiaoli's husband was in a car accident and was hospitalized. He urgently needed money to save his life. She came to see me in the afternoon and asked me if I could return the money to her first. I said I didn't, and she was anxious.

, I was looking around for things, and I was afraid that she would break the lock, so I wanted to stop her, but in the end... it ended up like this."

Mother Jiang was panting as she spoke, as if she had not yet recovered from the afternoon quarrel.

"Nan Sun, why don't we move away? This will affect Suo Suo."

"Mom, Mom..." Jiang Nansun clapped her hand and said, "Mom, don't be sad, I will pay back He Xiaoli's money as soon as possible."

"You don't have the money to pay her back!" Mother Jiang said as she wiped her tears, sighing and looking more than ten years older than last year.

"Mom, don't worry about this. Let's eat first." Jiang Nansun walked to the door, picked up the plastic bag on the shoe cabinet, carried the packed meals to the coffee table, served Jiang's mother for dinner, and went to clean up the floor.

something.

He put the useful things back in their place, swept the floor again, and helped Jiang's mother back to the bedroom to rest after dinner. Jiang Nansun returned to her and Zhu Suosuo's room, took out the black business card in his pocket and gently rubbed it.

number, picked up the phone and called it.

"Hello, Mr. Weng? I'm Jiang Nansun from Sifang. I'm the one receiving you at the sales office this afternoon."

"Oh, it's you."

"..."

After a brief conversation, Jiang Nansun hung up the phone. The expression on her face was like the historical photos that kept flashing in the documentary. After changing several times, she slowly settled. Then she picked up the phone and dialed Mr. Weng's number again. After the connection was connected, she only said:

The word "good" is used.

…

Second week, Friday.

Today is the day when Zhu Suosuo was released from detention. The people who came to pick her up were Xiaohe, Fan Jingang, and Jiang's mother, but Jiang Nansun was not seen.

She asked the reason, and Jiang's mother replied that Jiang Nansun was sent on a business trip by the company.

Zhu Suosuo was puzzled. The opportunities for residential salespeople to travel were very limited. How could it be the turn of a novice like Jiang Nansun?

Jiang Nansun was indeed on a business trip, but the person who issued the task was not the sales manager, but a man named Weng.

Of course, if he knew that she was going there for an order worth over 100 million yuan, the sales manager would be happy to grant him a few days off.

At night, Fisherman's Wharf was brightly lit, accompanied by the strong sea breeze and rushing waves. Women in red and green and well-dressed men stepped off the ocean cruise ship, chatting and laughing all the way towards the Palace Entertainment City.

Compared with HK, MO is more worthy of the name Golden Cave. The former is famous for its financial industry, while the latter is just for fun. There are not only casinos such as Lisboa, Sea Palace, Jinbi, Hyatt, etc., but also

Regal Sauna, Sauna No. 1, Sauna No. 18, etc. are places that men like.

Jiang Nansun left the hotel where he was staying and walked directly to a small cruise ship docked at Fisherman's Wharf.

As the sea breeze became stronger and stronger, blowing the newly purchased pink dress, she took out a golden mask from her bag that could cover the upper half of her face and put it on.

There was a cordon in front of the gangplank for boarding the ship. Two crew members were chatting at the entrance. Behind them stood four muscular men wearing sunglasses and black suits. They looked very oppressive. They were probably the ones in charge of security.

She took a deep breath and walked over quickly.

The high heels clicked, and the sea breeze ruffled her long hair.

A crew member stopped her: "Private property, miss, please stay."

Jiang Nansun lifted the bag in front of him and said in a voice with almost no emotion: "If a proud person wants to see his own face clearly, he can only use other people's pride as a mirror for him; if you kowtow to him, it will only add to your wealth."

If you lose his arrogance, you will humiliate yourself in vain."

The crew member in front suddenly became much more polite and said with a smile: "Welcome to the Garden of Truth. The cruise will set sail in five minutes. Please board the ship as soon as possible."

After saying this, he bowed and made way to get on the boat.

Jiang Nan nodded to him, walked through the isolation zone, and boarded the cruise ship via the gangplank.

A female sea rider in blue uniform bowed to her and walked towards the corridor ahead: "Hello, please come with me."

Jiang Nansun remained silent and followed Hai Cheng to the third floor of the cruise ship and walked into the brightly lit hall.

Luxurious chandeliers hung low, and on the stage was a well-dressed jazz band. The saxophone player's selfless expression was very joyful. There were many people standing on the dance floor below. Pairs of men and women swayed gently to the music. They wore makeup on their faces.

Different masks make it almost impossible to confirm identity through facial details.

At about the same time, the cruise ship's horn sounded, and a slight shaking was heard from the floor. After a while, she got used to it and walked towards the long table with pastries.

The unmasked waiter came over with drinks. Jiang Nansun took the glass casually, put it to her mouth and drank a little. She noticed a man and woman leaving the dance floor and holding hands into the side corridor.

If we look at the people in the rest area and at the table where the food is placed, the number of women is much greater than that of men, with a ratio of 2:1.

"Hello, Miss, can I ask you to dance?"

The voice behind her ear drew her attention back. She turned around and saw a man wearing a Batman mask and a suit standing in front of her.

Her voice is very magnetic, her figure is very stylish, and her skin has a healthy yet delicate white color. Anyway, she looks very approachable.

"OK."

Jiang Nansun put down the cup and let the man hold her hand and walk to the dance floor.

The band changed the track, and the white female singer wearing bright lipstick held the microphone and sang "Misty" affectionately.

Jiang Nansun changed his pace in accordance with the movements of "Batman". The accidental scratches on his body and the strange fragrance wafting into his nostrils not only soothed the tension in his heart, but also aroused a kind of distraught emotion, although he couldn't see what was behind the mask.

He has a manly face, but in Zhu Suosuo's words, this is called an affair, a proper affair.

The two of them got closer and closer, their bodies almost touching each other. "Batman's" breath was steady and powerful, and the hand holding her lower back was transmitting more and more heat.

"Let's go."

The song ended, and a soft voice penetrated the ears.

Jiang Nansun woke up from a state of confusion and infatuation, but she did not refuse. Instead, she nodded slightly and let "Batman" hold her hand and walk to the side corridor.

She had no choice in this matter. Since she agreed to Mr. Weng to come here to participate in the masquerade, it was expected that things would develop to this point. After all, it was clearly written in the agreement that the Truth Pastoral is a service center for Asia.

It is a high-end club for the wealthy, and another term for the masquerade is the concubine selection ball. As one of the registered members of the cruise ship, Mr. Weng recommends three to five high-quality beauties in good health to board the ship every year.

As for what she was going to do on board the ship, it was very simple: to please the men. Within a week of boarding the ship, as long as she could get a score of 90 or above from the male members, she would have successfully completed the task and the list of 44 suites would be hers.

In the past, her reaction would have been to ignore him or tell Mr. Weng to go away, but after knowing the hardship of making money, experiencing the trouble of being overwhelmed by debt, and the helplessness of her family's financial situation, she compromised and surrendered.

, not to mention that she was attending a masquerade and didn’t know anyone. She doesn’t have a boyfriend now, so she doesn’t need to worry about moral pressure.

What's more... the man who pulled her into the room and pushed her directly onto the bed behaved well and spoke well. It could be said that he was polite when he should be polite, and wild when he should be wild. Compared with those fat-bellied and oily-mouthed men on the dance floor, he was more willing to go.

The female companion's arms were wrapped tightly, her fat hands were moving up and down dishonestly, and she was still smelling the old stuff that was so good.

To be honest, she felt very lucky to have met such a man. In a certain sense, this was an affair.

Or... maybe it will become an unforgettable moment in life.

His voice is very beautiful, the perfume he uses smells so good, and his palms are warm and strong.

"..."

An hour later, Jiang Nansun collapsed on the bed, feeling that all the strength in his body was exhausted. It was difficult to even move his little finger, let alone sit up.

So in addition to having a nice voice, nice perfume, and a great figure, "Batman" had another advantage that she would never forget.

At this moment, the man made an action that surprised her. He raised his hand and patted her.

Pa~pa~pa~

Applause broke out.

The door leading to the second room opened, and a graceful woman wearing a golden mask like Jiang Nansun walked out.

She was startled, and reluctantly pulled the long skirt that was thrown aside to wrap around her body. After that, she looked at the only male in the room with doubtful eyes.

After a few breaths, she understood.

This Batman's physical strength... is simply abnormal...

Fifteen minutes later, Jiang Nansun felt that his physical condition had improved, and he quickly got up and ran outside, because he always felt embarrassed, and he felt an inexplicable familiarity with the woman with the golden mask.

She had only taken half a step when a hand reached out from behind, grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.

"Ah~"

Jiang Nansun let out a cry of surprise, and her whole body was pulled back. As a warm breath hit her face, a horrifying voice sounded in her ears.

"Jiang Nansun, don't think about it. In the end, you accepted my contract. Well, it's as agreed before... 170,000 a day."

This voice.

A voice she would never forget.
To be continued...