The Evil President Only Marries and Doesn't Love: Wanted to hunt down the little wife Chapter 162: [At this moment you are plotting against me again] 22
Chapter 162: [At this moment you are plotting against me again] 22
"If it's a joke, can I also treat the signing between the two of us as a joke?"
After taking a sip, he simply put down the tea cup and said, "We can treat this day as April Fool's Day. You entertain me once, and I entertain you once."
"Haha..." Su Yinuo was neither anxious nor annoyed, let alone angry, "Mr. Jian was joking, how could such a big project be used as an April Fool's Day joke?"
Su Yinuo straightened his face and spoke again, "It's July now, not April."
"It's good that you know."
Jian Yi took another sip of tea, and the aroma of tea in the conference room became even stronger.
"I find that Mr. Jian, you seem to like it very much. You skipped one question to answer the previous one."
Jian Yi raised her eyes slightly and looked at her with a smile, "It depends on my mood at the time and which question I want to answer."
In short, what he meant was that he didn't want to answer questions that had nothing to do with her.
Su Yinuo continued to outline the corners of her mouth, and sighed slightly, her simplicity...has it really changed?,
Su Yinuo continued to speak, "Look what you said, Qi Architecture is going to cooperate with our Suzhou Style Architectural Design Office. We must meet regularly within three months at least. Let's learn more about Mr. Jian's preferences. What is the relationship between us?
Wouldn’t it be better for our interactions?”
"Yeah?"
Jian Yi sneered, "The first thing I hate most is others ordering me, and the second thing is being betrayed."
He spoke word by word, and the word "betrayal" was struck very hard by him, even with a deep murderous intent. Chen Jiahua, who had been looking at the contract, couldn't help but raise his head and look at the face of the man opposite.
But there was still no trace of anger on his face, as if he was joking with Su Yinuo just now.
Chen Jiahua, who hadn't said a few words, finally spoke slowly, "Don't worry, Mr. Jian. Regarding work matters, as long as we have a contract, we can run away. A monk can't run away from a temple."
Jian Yan looked at Chen Jiahua and waved the contract in his hand, he still sneered, "So what does Lawyer Chen think about emotional matters? What will happen if he is betrayed?"
Chen Jiahua shook his head and chuckled, "The same goes for emotional matters. With a contract, you will receive corresponding compensation even if you get divorced."
"But material things cannot mend the trauma of the soul."