Chapter 94 You must keep a distance from Xiao Huai
After some introspection, she fell into self-doubt: "Am I having dirty thoughts?"
Watching Xiao Xingyu's long shadow walk into his room, Zhang Moyan stood there and his brains were fighting. Finally, he put aside all distracting thoughts to prove that his thoughts were not dirty at all, and followed him into his room.<
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As soon as I entered, I was shocked by Xiao Xingyu's room. With the door closed, I didn't expect it to be so big and beautiful inside. Compared with this bedroom, her storyteller's room was not even worthy of it.
First of all, this room is spacious enough, three times as big as hers, and it also has a separate bathroom! So what Wang Ma said about the renovation during the Daoguang period without considering the bathroom seems to be only for the guest room, and the master bedroom is not qualified.
It also created conditions.
Secondly, the furnishings are quite luxurious, including tables, cabinets, beds, chairs, and furniture. Not only are the furniture categories complete, but the materials are all made of large and old materials, many of which are also covered with gold. Even Zhang Moyan, who does not know how to collect mahogany furniture, can see it at a glance.
These are definitely high-quality antiques. Otherwise, these complicated carvings would be a waste.
Xiao Xingyu was standing in the middle of the room, holding a Kung Fu tea cup and drinking water. He saw Zhang Moyan standing at the door in a daze for a long time, and called her: "Come here!"
Zhang Moyan walked in bravely and stood beside a red sandalwood bed inlaid with marble depicting gold landscapes and Arhats.
Xiao Xingyu twirled the cup with three fingers, looking like an emperor: "How can you talk while standing so far away!"
Zhang Moyan took a deep breath and walked forward three or four meters, probably still three or four meters away from Xiao Xingyu.
"Sit."
"Oh."
Zhang Moyan didn't think much about sitting down on the spot. It wasn't until she saw the man's subtle expression that she realized that she seemed to be sitting on his bed!
I washed myself clean, wrapped myself in a bathrobe and sat down on the bed. This looked too much like a concubine preparing to sleep in a Qing Dynasty drama...
And now Xiao Xingyu is indeed like a king when he is condescending.
The more she thought about it, the more stiff and sluggish her body became. Before her brain could direct her buttocks to rise, Xiao Xingyu had already taken something from the table and dropped it to her hand, causing the soft cushion on the bed to dent.
An envelope has the words Bank of China printed on the outside. It is thick and you can tell it contains money without even looking inside.
"What are you going to do?" Zhang Moyan immediately stood up and jumped away. This situation was too much like the rhythm of a flesh-and-blood business!
However, it is unlikely... Or maybe Xiao Xingyu wants to use money to resolve their relationship? Then there is no need, since she has never made such a request.
If he gives her money, does she also have to give him money?
Seeing the woman's dumbfounded expression, Xiao Xingyu felt that it was impolite to laugh. He lowered his head and put down the cup in a covert manner. When he raised it, his face was as serious as possible: "Sit down, don't be nervous. This is not something in your head. It's what I paid for."
The cost of your bodyguard."
Ah? Then she was even more stupid. She looked at Xiao Xingyu horribly, wondering if he really knew what she was thinking.
"That... bodyguard is what I said casually," Zhang Moyan was still standing, a little embarrassed, "What are you paying for? You don't need to pay for the service."
Xiao Xingyu touched his chin: "But I don't like you following me as a reporter. Your bodyguard status is pretty good, and your performance today is also remarkable. Since I have enjoyed your service, I won't
I'm taking advantage of you for nothing. I asked about the market situation. The remuneration for a private bodyguard is almost two thousand yuan a day. I'll give you ten thousand yuan in advance."
Service cannot be taken advantage of in vain, remuneration... Is it Xiao Xingyu's intention, or is her thinking really maybe a little dirty?
Zhang Moyan was confused: "...I don't want your money."
Xiao Xingyu frowned and looked at her: "Do you think you are not worth the money, or am I not worth the money?"
"No," Zhang Moyan waved her hands hurriedly, and then stood in front of him straightforwardly: "I don't want money. If you want to pay me, just continue to accept our exclusive interview."
Xiao Xingyu didn't speak immediately and looked at her silently for a while: "These are two different things. You see, this is why I have to pay you, because if I don't give you money, you need me to repay you with something else.
."
Zhang Mo was disheartened, and Xiao Xingyu seemed to have no intention of resuming the interview. She thought that her performance throughout the day had some effect on repairing the situation, but it seemed that it did not at all.
Xiao Xingyu glanced at the envelope on the bed with an ultimatum look: "You have two options now. One, take the money to be a bodyguard and continue to stay here; two, if you don't take the money, go back to Shenhai tomorrow.
."
This...basically what else is there to choose from!
Zhang Moyan hesitated for a while, then chose to compromise, bent down and grabbed the envelope in his hand: "Well, I'll take it first." Just give it back to him when he finally gets the chance.
Xiao Xingyu nodded with satisfaction, sat down on her shoulders, and leaned over to reveal the true face of the jackal: "Okay, from now on, you have to listen to me when you take my money!"
Why does the harmless smile look so like a villain?!
Zhang Moyan felt that the left shoulder he was holding was as heavy as a stone, and it was still burning. The money in his hand was starting to feel hot, and he didn't know if he could throw it away now.
"Listen to what you say...then what do I need to do?" Half of her butt hung on the edge of the carved bed, blinking hard.
Xiao Xingyu noticed the stiffness of his body, patted her twice, and withdrew his hand: "As a bodyguard, your first priority is to be around me. Except for sleeping in the bathroom, you have to be in my room every minute.
Within sight."
"Ah?" Zhang Moyan looked at Xiao Xingyu in disbelief and was very shocked.
Xiao Xingyu deliberately misunderstood: "If you want to be by my side when you sleep, you have to..."
"I don't want to, I don't want to!" Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Moyan quickly made his position clear.
Xiao Xingyu looked as usual and snorted in his heart.
"So since this is number one," Zhang Moyan asked without hesitation, "then what is number two?"
When it came to the second, Xiao Xingyu straightened up and switched to strict employer mode.
"The second thing is that you must keep a distance from Xiao Huai. You are not allowed to interact with him or talk to him. Going out with him alone like today is absolutely prohibited!"
To be honest, when he said this unreasonable request, he felt that he was jealous and unreasonable, but the woman opposite didn't seem to have a big reaction. She just thought about it for a moment and asked tentatively: "You and Xiao Huai have a lot of differences."
Is it a holiday?"
Xiao Xingyu looked at her for a few minutes, and quickly chose among more than a dozen performance forms. He took a long breath and said, "You guessed it, I'm going to tell you this next."
He dragged a huanghuali wood lamp hanging chair from the side and sat down in front of her.
Because of his height, Xiao Xingyu was still much taller than Zhang Moyan, so he bent his elbows and rested them on his knees, leaning slightly forward to keep eye level with the woman in front of him.
He narrated: "Xiao Huai's former ambition was to be an outstanding financial elite. For this reason, he studied hard and was admitted to the top-ranked finance major in the country, and then to the top-ranked financial institute in the world.
HEC. Just when he was graduating and ready to show his talents, because I decided to work on the 'Magic Rock', he was called back from Paris by the old man's phone call, and he has been in charge of the Xiaosheng Group since then."
At this moment, Zhang Moyan felt that Xiao Xingyu, who was talking nicely, seemed to be no longer domineering.
"Do you know what it means to publish the Journal of Finance as an undergraduate in finance?"
Zhang Moyan nodded: "Awesome! The world's top journal, all manuscripts are in English, it is very difficult to submit manuscripts."
Xiao Xingyu raised his lips: "Xiao Huai has published 4 articles."
"Oh my god..." Zhang Moyan was stunned. She knew that this was definitely a dark horse at the full level.
She had seen a team of teachers from a certain 985 university send a congratulatory letter to the official website of the Journal of Finance after they published one paper. She didn’t know what Xiao Huai meant by publishing four papers!
Genius? God of learning? Future Wolf of Wall Street?
Xiao Xingyu looked at Zhang Moyan's expression as he had completely knelt down in the spiritual realm, raised his handsome long eyebrows, and suddenly began to self-examine whether he should have told her that Xiao Huai was so strong.
But he knew very well how to get attention at this time, so he quickly tilted his head and picked up the miserable script: "So, you can imagine Xiao Huai's dislike of me. I think you can see it too,
Xiao Huai doesn't have a good attitude toward me, and he doesn't speak the same way as others treat me... He may have secretly hated me for many years and is waiting for an opportunity to take revenge on me! So you must keep a distance from him.
Don’t be used against me.”
What he said before was fine, but Zhang Moyan frowned when he heard what happened later. Why is the trend of the article so bloody?
