"Why, you haven't come up yet?" He looked at her and said something lukewarm.
An Yi was very torn, but had no choice but to get into his car. She was shocked to find that there was no one else in his car except him. Where was the young lady in the private room just now?
But she would not be bored enough to ask these words in front of him.
Lai Qijun didn't intend to explain the matter, so the car drove out again.
An Yi wrung her hands, gritted her teeth and asked, "How much do you want?"
His clothes will definitely not be cheap. The manager just gave her three hundred yuan. Adding in the dozens of yuan she originally had, the total wealth she could give him was only three hundred and twenty yuan.
However, more than three hundred is still money, right?
With this thought in mind, without waiting for him to speak, I held all my belongings in front of him and said, "That's all I have."
Lai Qijun glanced at it and laughed. He knew without counting that she would never have much money. She could only survive with a few hundred yuan, so this was how she was going to spend him?
For some reason, he suddenly remembered the "eight yuan" that the woman left behind when she ran away in that villa five years ago, and his expression suddenly fell into a trance.
Just listen to An Yi scream "Be careful"!
Lai Qijun stepped on the brakes almost instinctively, and the car suddenly stopped. An Yi held her heart with her heart beating wildly. It was so dangerous, he almost hit the puppy in the middle of the road.
Turning his face sideways, he looked at the man next to him and couldn't help but curse: "Are you blind?"
He suddenly came back to his senses, and then he felt that he was ridiculous. Why did he think of Xuanxuan's mother when he looked at the woman in front of him? Are there any similarities between the two of them?
His eyes looked all the way down from An Yi's face.
An Yi trembled when he looked at her, and she retracted her spread hands in embarrassment. Wasn't it because she had a little less money? Is it necessary to look at her like this?
"Beep-beep--" the horn from behind began to shout.
Lai Qijun then realized that the car was still parked in the middle of the road and stepped on the accelerator.
"Put your money away." He suddenly said coldly.
An Yi was shocked. Just now he said he wanted her to pay compensation, and now he used such a tone. This man was going back on his word. But he said it was okay if he didn't want the money, since she was short of money now anyway.
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard a man's voice coming again: "Do you think you can afford to pay for my clothes with just a few hundred yuan of yours?"
Her heart that had just been put down was raised again, and she was still angry. She blurted out and asked: "How much do you want?"
"Twenty-eight thousand." He said casually.
An Yi was so shocked that her jaw dropped, right? Twenty-eight thousand for a shirt?
Why didn't he call it two hundred and five?
She has seen extravagant people, but she has never seen such extravagant people. Ou Ze would not be like him.
For no reason, she thought of Ou Ze again. For some reason, An Yi's heart felt a little stinging. If it were before, let alone twenty-eight thousand, even if it was two million, Ou Ze would have paid it back for her, right? But now
, he is gone, she has to rely on herself for everything.
Taking a deep breath, she said: "It's just a splash of oil stains. It's not broken. No big deal, I'll wash it for you." If washing is not enough, she can only buy a few tens of yuan worth of laundry detergent and use it.
Do you deserve to be so open-mouthed as a lion?
Lai Qijun smiled contemptuously: "These clothes are like this, do you think I will still wear them?"
"Hey, it's your business whether you wear it or not, okay?"
"Tsk, tsk, I've never seen someone so righteous and confident when he justifies his losses. In one sentence, do you want to compensate?"
"I..." It's not that she doesn't want to pay, it's just that she doesn't have the money to pay, okay?
He looked at her: "Why, your Ou Ze can't even get out such a small amount of money, right?" He was testing, and the questions along the way made him sure that there must be a relationship between this woman and Ou Ze.
something is wrong.
Seeing her embarrassed look, he asked unceremoniously: "Dumped?"
"Don't talk nonsense!" She denied through gritted teeth.
Ou Ze didn't want to dump her. He left because he was afraid of hurting them. She understood that and had always understood it.
She thought that one day, when she had the courage, she would go to City Y to find him. She always knew where he lived.
Lai Qijun's handsome eyebrows raised, it seemed that he was hurt by his poke. But there was one thing he still couldn't figure out. Even if Ou Ze didn't want this woman, how could he not want his own child as well?
At least, he will not give up his child.
At some point, the car had pulled over and stopped. When An Yi reacted, she realized that the car was already on the Yanjiang Avenue. At this moment, as long as she looked to the right, she could see the endless Lingjiang River.
"What do you want to do?" She looked at the man beside her alertly.
Lai Qijun took out a cigarette elegantly, lit it, took a puff, and said softly: "I don't want to do anything else, I just want to ask you when will I pay you back?"
"I...I have no money." She finally compromised.
But he chuckled: "No money? Still need a job?"
Looking at him in surprise, An Yi bit her lip and couldn't say a word. Yes, everything he said was right.
Lai Qijun stretched out his arm and flicked the cigarette ashes outside the car. The wind on the riverside was strong and blew the ashes away. He finally spoke again: "I just want to hire a secretary." When he said that, he changed his mind.
He turned to look at the woman in the car.
An Yi opened her eyes wide and looked into his. What did this sentence mean?
He waved his hands hurriedly: "I...I can't!" Are you kidding? She has no education. The most important thing is that to enter his company, doesn't she have to have an ID card? Then her identity will be exposed.
Can she still hide the things she tried so hard to hide?
So, no, absolutely not!
Unexpectedly, she refused so quickly. Lai Qijun frowned: "I'm helping you."
"Thank you, but I don't need it."
"Mrs. Ou, oh no, do you still think you are still Mrs. Ou? You can have whatever you want? As long as I say a word, I guarantee that no one in the entire East China will dare to want you." Dangerous words came from his mouth.
spit out.
An Yi suddenly remembered Bertha's "but" five years ago, what would happen if she didn't agree to surrogacy...
She couldn't help but tremble, she knew how scary such a man was.
Even the manager said he couldn't afford to offend him.
She is just a little woman with nothing, what can she do to compete with him?
"Why me?" It was her five years ago. Why is it still her five years later?
Lai Qijun smiled: "You are asking about me? I don't know who soiled my clothes twice."
Yes, she made it dirty, but this time, she really didn't mean it.
It's useless to apologize. Money can speak for itself, but she has no money. Does she really want to work in his company?
Ou Ze...she thought of Ou Ze.
She hurriedly took out her mobile phone and called him. She didn't have the phone number he had been using. This time when he came to T City, he also changed his number temporarily. She could only call the front desk of Ou Shi Group: "Hello, I
Find Mr. Ou."
The front desk lady's voice was very sweet, but she asked: "Excuse me, do you have an appointment?"
"I don't."
The voice over there was still sweet: "I'm sorry, please make an appointment first. Thank you for calling."
The phone was hung up, and An Yi was very frustrated.
In my ears, Lai Qijun's voice came again: "How about it, have you thought about it?"