Chapter 1792 Chen Huan Hao Baoer confronts him for the first time
Qin Yukai shrugged indifferently and crossed his arms easily: "Since you insist on thinking so, just take it as such."
Chen Baoer's eyes widened. What she couldn't believe was that the man in front of her actually admitted it so shamelessly! He admitted it!
She waved her hand: "Just give up on this! I will never agree to this request!"
He narrowed his cold, shining eyes: "Then what are you going to do with the debt you owe?"
She was stunned again. Thinking of her miserable life and background, she wished she could just pull out the author's mother and beat her up! What kind of ghost is this! She is the heroine!
Heroine! Why have I fallen to this point? I owe debts everywhere and can't pay them back. Now, I still meet a man who can exploit people like this. Isn't this terrible! Where is the aura of my heroine?
!
The author’s own mother said: Sorry, sorry! Things like the heroine’s halo are too expensive! I can’t afford it!
The mother of the poorest author in history is matched with the most miserable and poor heroine in history!
"Uncle, do you really promise that you are just sleeping with me and that you will never do anything that goes beyond the bounds?"
She asked worriedly, and now there was really only one way before her, which was to try sleeping with him for three months to pay off her debt.
Qin Yukai nodded: "Of course, what I am more worried about is that when the time comes, you will not be able to control yourself, and you will be so bold that you will kill me."
Baoer's lips twitched slightly: "Don't worry, uncle, I like little fresh meat, not men like you. Even if I attack a cute dog, I won't attack you.
"
The man's face darkened, and his eyes shone like stagnant water: "You mean, I'm not even as good as a dog?"
He seemed to be waiting for Bao'er's answer, but if she dared to say yes, he would throw her directly from the roof of the building.
Her elf-like eyes moved flexibly in circles, and then she said with a smile: "I didn't say that, you said it yourself! You can't blame me!"? Qin Yukai stopped talking for a long time.
Speechless.
At this time, Bao'er took the opportunity to sneak to the desk, took away the drawings on the table, and then walked towards the door: "Since there is nothing else, I will leave first! My drawings
, I took it away too!”
Not long after she slipped out, a hand easily grabbed her by the back collar and carried her back like a wild monkey.
"I'll buy these drawings. There are eight of them in total. I'll give you 10,000 yuan for each one. How about that?"
Qin Yukai spoke again. He admired these drawings and the inherent elements in them. This kind of style was not available in the company, so it would be very special and very marketable.
But Bao'er is a fifth-rate designer and has no reputation outside. He has never seen any previous designs. So he is not sure that Bao'er can design such perfect drawings every time.
It is precisely because of this that he did not decide to sign a long-term contract with Boa and sign Boa to his company.
Chen Bao paused: "You want to buy my paintings for 10,000 yuan each? Are you telling the truth?"
"Of course." The man raised his head.
She fell into hesitation. If she sold it, it would be 80,000 yuan, which was indeed a lot. However, if she could not hand over the drawing, the studio would be in breach of contract and would have to pay 1 million yuan!
A calculator instantly appeared in her mind, seemingly helping her calculate the current situation.
If you sell the design drawings, you can earn 80,000 yuan, but if you have to pay 1 million yuan in compensation, you still owe 920,000 yuan! If you don’t sell it, you can still earn a net profit of 5,000 yuan a month!
Which one is more serious is already very obvious.
Bao'er hugged the painting in his arms tightly and shook his head quickly: "I won't sell it! One million! I can't afford to lose it!"
After saying that, she broke away from Qin Yukai and slipped out instantly.
As soon as he walked to the door, he met Chen Huanhao, who was standing at the door gloomily and uncertainly.
Chen Huanhao tightened his grip on a drawing in his hand and glared fiercely at Chen Baoer in front of him: "You damn woman..."
Before she could finish her words, Bao'er grabbed the drawing in her hand: "I'm sorry, the drawing in your hand belongs to me, please let go."
Chen Huanhao and Bao'er met each other for the first time, and both of them had the same feeling, that is, a sense of crisis.
For both of them, this feeling has not happened for a long time.
Baoer Xiaoxiao has lived a lively and free life for so many years, and there is no such sense of crisis at all.
As for Chen Huanhao, after killing Bao'er, this sense of crisis has never appeared before.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, they would all have such a strong sense of crisis...
Before Chen Huanhao could recover from the sense of crisis, she felt the strength in her hand. She clenched the drawing tightly and refused to let go.
"Why do you say this sketch is yours? I also said this sketch is mine!"
Baoer curled his lips in a funny way: "I designed the costumes in these drawings. There are eight pictures in total. I only have seven in my hands now. The last one is in your hand. Besides, there are all the clothes in the drawings.
The name is noted. If you don’t believe it, look at it, it says “Baoer”!”
After hearing her words, Chen Huanhao froze on the spot and looked at the woman opposite in disbelief.
His face turned pale with fright, as if he had been hit directly on the head by something heavy.
"What are you talking about? You are, you are Bao'er? Which Bao'er are you!"
She suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Bao'er's shoulders with both hands, and then kept shaking, as if asking step by step, which Bao'er it was! Was it Li Bao'er, or was it just Bao'er with the same name?
Chen Baoer looked at the crazy woman in front of him and couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.
Chen Huanhao's nails were very pointed and sharp. Now he was grabbing her shoulders, and his fingers were constantly digging into her skin, causing her facial features to wrinkle together in pain.
"What are you talking about! Which baby!"
Chen Huanhao's heart was beating fast. He felt guilty, scared, and most of all, nervous.
"Tell me, what's your name? Tell me!"
Baoer gritted his teeth: "My name is Chen Baoer! What on earth do you want to do!"
When he heard her say the three words "Chen Baoer", Chen Huan's mood was relieved.
She kept mumbling, "Chen Bao'er, it's Chen Bao'er, great, not that Bao'er..."
Bao'er couldn't help but tilted his head: "What are you talking about? What's not that Bao'er? Are there other people with the same name as me?"
Chen Huanhao took a few steps back: "Don't talk nonsense! No!"
Only now did she understand that the Bao'er in front of her was the person Qin Yukai asked her to find. Unexpectedly, she didn't find Bao'er, but Bao'er found Qin Yukai first!