Beichen Xiao had known that she would come to settle the score.
Since he dares to do it, he is naturally not afraid of debt collectors coming to his door.
What's more, this woman is as shrewd as a little fox now, and it's not easy to hide it from her.
He didn't intend to hide it either.
"As you can see, if you contribute to the company, I will increase your salary." Beichenxiao took a sip of red wine casually, with a look of indifference.
Wen Tong nodded vigorously at her profile picture in the newspaper. Others might not know who the mosaicd woman was, but she knew it in her heart.
Look at the headline on the front page, it’s as sensational as possible, “The miserable mandarin ducks risk their lives to protect their nests, and forced demolitions and evictions cannot escape the will of God.”
Fortunately, in this story, she was written as a little resentful woman.
And Luo Xi could not escape the bad luck and became a resentful husband.
However, the faces of both people were mosaic, making it impossible to identify them.
"You already knew that the house would be demolished today, so you sent me to investigate the project?"
Bei Chenxiao nodded and did not deny it.
"You also knew that I would protect that house, so you secretly let reporters lurk around and then leaked the news to Luo Xi?"
He nodded again.
"Now the media is unanimously pointing at the forced demolition and eviction of the Beichen Consortium. After reading the newspaper, those nail-biters have also come forward one after another. The police have also intervened. It won't take long for your eldest brother to know that this villa belongs to the royal family.
Under this double pressure, the development plan in the east of the city will probably be shelved. Is this your ultimate goal?"
Bei Chenxiao looked at her funny, "Since your analysis is so reasonable, there is no need to ask me."
He took a red wine glass and poured half a glass of wine elegantly, "Want a glass of wine?"
"Beichen Xiao, you are using me." Wen Tong stared at him hatefully, wanting to throw the glass of wine in his face.
"If you are not an employee of ec, maybe this is called taking advantage, but since you are a member of ec, it is understandable that you contribute to the company. Moreover, your efforts will not be in vain. I said that I will increase your salary."
He's right.
He is such a great director. If he were to film, Ji An would probably retire.
It is indeed understandable that she contributed to the company, and no one except the person involved could tell from the newspaper that the woman was her. In this regard, he actually protected her very well.
However, she was still very angry.
I was being used in such a grand way, but still couldn't say a single word. I felt really useless and uncomfortable in my heart.
"Why do you know so many things about me?" This was her biggest doubt.
He actually knew very well about the relationship between himself and Luo Xi, so he gave him space to take advantage of.
Her intuition told her that the relationship between this man and her back then must not have been that simple.
"I said, I'm your boyfriend, of course I understand you." He held the wine glass and leaned towards her with his angular handsome face ambiguously. His breath, with the mellow aroma of red wine, brushed her cheek warmly.
One hand casually held her soft waist, and his cold lips almost touched the corners of her lips, "I know your body better, do you want to... try it?"
"Rogue." Wen Tong blushed and pushed him away, but he smiled proudly and drank a little red wine.
He is indeed in a good mood now, because when he thinks of Beichen Zhehan's deflated appearance, everything can change from big to small, from small to nothing in front of him.
Even if this little woman curses a few more times, it doesn't matter.
Wen Tong was naturally very angry. This man was like a ball of cotton. She hit him so hard, but he was soft and unmoved.
It seemed like her questions were totally unreasonable.
Wen Tong was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. The look she looked at before leaving was clearly cursing him for choking to death on red wine.
Returning to her seat, Wen Tong pinched a ball of tissue paper hard, crumpled it into a ball, and rolled it into strips.
Beichen Xiao, Beichen Xiao, her teeth are itching.
When Zhu Zhu came in, she saw her gnashing her teeth and struggling with a ball of toilet paper.
"Ahem." Zhu Zhu reminded friendly.
Wen Tong's expression returned to normal in an instant, and she naturally threw the miserable paper ball in her hand into the trash can and asked in a formulaic manner: "What's the matter?"
"Sister Wen, we haven't contacted Xingchen for several days, and he didn't call me either. I wonder if something happened?"
Wen Tong picked up the phone on the table and dialed Xingchen's personal cell phone. She called twice in a row but couldn't get through.
"He didn't ask for leave? He didn't say where he was going?"
"Well, it seems to have disappeared all of a sudden." Zhu Zhu flipped through the documents in his hand, "Tomorrow afternoon, he still has a commercial to shoot, and he has to participate in a TV interview in the evening. At twelve o'clock, he has to shoot some additional scenes for the upper part of the movie.
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Wen Tong tapped her forehead lightly with the pen in her hand.
Based on his understanding of the stars, he is definitely a dedicated and good artist who will not disappear for no reason.
Something must have happened.
She quickly found his current address on Xingchen's information, then turned off her phone, put on her coat, and picked up the handbag beside her.
"Zhu Zhu, Sihan has a night show tonight, please follow up. I will handle the matter of Xingchen."
"I understand, Sister Wen."
Wen Tong hurried to the elevator. The nearest elevator was still on the second floor, and this was the thirty-seventh floor.
She looked at her watch and decided to take the special elevator on the side. On the contrary, it was unlikely that Beichen Xiao would use the elevator at this time.
She was unlucky. As soon as she got on the special elevator, the elevator stopped on the thirty-sixth floor.
Bei Chenxiao stood outside the door, his hands naturally in his pockets. His slender figure paused slightly when he saw her, but quickly stepped in.
He glanced sideways at the number "1" that lit up on the elevator, then looked at her anxious look, and suddenly felt bad-hearted.
The elevator is controlled by fingerprints. As long as he sits in the elevator, he can control the elevator up and down at will.
The elevator had already gone down to the sixteenth floor at this time, and he stretched out his hand, looking to press the button back to the thirty-seventh floor.
Wen Tong saw his little movement and hurriedly stretched out her little hand to grab his wrist.
That means, wait a minute.
But he pushed her to the corner of the elevator and turned off the monitoring system in the elevator.
The elevator was already cramped, and coupled with the heavy pressure on his body, Wen Tong felt a little unsteady in breathing.
Her cheeks turned red and her chest heaved slightly due to her heavy breathing.
Just at this moment, a strand of naughty hair fell in front of her forehead. Almost without thinking, he tucked the strand of hair behind her ears for her, with gentle movements, as if he was protecting his closest lover.
Wen Tong's heart beat faster. She bit her crystal lip unnaturally with her braided teeth. When she lowered her eyes, her dense eyelashes seemed to be like closed leaves, which made Beichen Xiao's heart itch.