2065. Chapter 2065 I will treat you to dinner at 8 o'clock tomorrow night
Shengsheng rubbed his brows and sat in the car. He had just repaid his father 10 billion, and now he was a pauper. He had to catch a flight all night, and he was hungry and tired. He walked into the apartment where he lived, took off his tie, and went straight to the car.
I went to bed, didn't even take off my shoes, and fell asleep directly next to the bed.
The phone call came less than ten minutes after he slept. He couldn't hear it at all. He was sleeping as deeply as a dead pig.
Maimai sat on the sofa and called his cell phones on both sides, but no one answered. She muttered: "Turtle Egg doesn't answer my calls."
After a tender glance, she said: "Forget it, I signed it anyway. The high breach of contract fee is not worth it."
"I was deceived by him once, will I be deceived by him a second time?" Maimai refused, and then sent him another text message: "Guitan Dan, I want to terminate the contract with [Beloved], you can see for yourself
manage!"
It was already five hours after Shengsheng woke up.
He didn't like waiting on a bunch of people, so he bought a two-story apartment with a total area of only 400 square meters in a lively high-rise in the city center. He had the upper and lower floors connected, making it a completely open house. He cooked in the kitchen.
I made some porridge, put some chives in, went back to the bedroom and took a shower. When I came out, I was only wrapped in a bathrobe, with everything from the waist up exposed.
While wiping his hair, Shengsheng walked to the bedside, took the phone in his hand, pushed open the balcony, and overlooked the night view of Los Angeles.
There were several text messages and missed calls on the phone. Shengsheng didn't pay attention until he found the sender's name, and he suddenly woke up completely.
[Turtle Egg, I want to terminate the contract with my favorite, you can do it yourself! 】
[Stinky Turtle Egg, don’t think you can just pretend to be dead, I want to terminate the contract with my beloved! Terminate the contract!]
【Turtle egg! Did you hear that? 】
[Hmph, you stinky turtle egg, I won’t compromise. At worst, I’ll compensate you for the termination fee! 】
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There were more than twenty text messages in total, and the tone of each one became more violent. Sheng Sheng frowned: Who leaked this matter?
[Love] He is the one who created the film and television group. Not many people know that, but someone must have leaked the text message that Maimai sent today. Shengsheng walked back into the house and poured himself a glass.
Milk, sitting on the sofa with each other, laughed coldly, and circled around the people who knew about the incident. He guessed that it might be because he returned the 10 billion to his father and smashed it among several friends.
Pot, that’s why it leaked out!
He really did not know how to live or die and ruined his plan!
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The next second, there was a smile on his lips again. It was rare for Maimai to send him a text message and call him. It was a rare occurrence in a hundred years. Shengsheng found an excuse to deal with Maimai and immediately called back, but the call came.
Halfway through, he decisively hung up. After thinking about it, he replied to her with a text message: [Let’s meet and talk. I’ll treat you to dinner at eight o’clock tomorrow night.]
Soon, the text message came back: [Okay! Godfather!]
Shengsheng looked at the text message and immediately couldn't laugh or cry.
He also thought of the rumors on the Internet, saying that he was a bad old man in his eighties, and that Maimai fell in love with this bad old man. He stared at those words with his eyes, leaned against the sofa quietly, and then himself
He laughed to himself, "I don't want to be your godfather, I just want to be your husband."