Su Jingchen put down the coffee cup in his hand, wiped the coffee stains around his mouth, stared diagonally in front of him with interest and said, "Mo, those two girls are from your company, right? They're really interesting!"
The man opposite did not answer, but with a cold face, he silently took out the paper towel on the table and wiped his linen handmade suit that was stained by coffee, and said lightly: "1.8 million,
Remember to transfer the money to my account."
"What?"
Su Jingchen withdrew his gaze and looked at his friend across from him. He had just focused on the two girls and didn't quite hear what the other party said.
"clothing!"
Zuo Zimo coldly dropped the two words and stood up without waiting for his friend's reaction. When he left his position, he deliberately glanced in the direction of Zi Yuan, and a flash of unknown emotion flashed in his dark eyes.
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It was the same bar as before. Zuo Zimo was the last one to arrive. Besides Leng Ran, Su Jingchen was also there. As soon as Zuo Zimo saw him, he gave him a cold look and said, "Why are you here too?"
Su Jingchen sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, holding a wine glass in one hand and resting on the backrest with the other. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and said as if he was deeply shocked: "Young Master Zuo, what are you talking about?"
?Can’t I be here? I haven’t even asked you if you are brothers, but you didn’t even call me up when you had a drink?”
Zuo Zimo ignored the other person's plaintive look, sat down opposite him, and said a few words to the waiter who came behind him, then turned to the other person and said coldly: "Want to drink? Give me my hundred and eighty first.
One hundred thousand come back."
Su Jingchen raised his eyebrows and looked at the other person rather hurt, "It's just a piece of clothing, but you don't even want a brother? Besides, you don't lack that little money, right?"
The president of a dignified multinational group actually went after someone to collect debts for a piece of clothing, and he was not afraid of being laughed at if he told the truth.
Zuo Zimo, however, replied coldly: "Brother, let's settle the score!" It's his business if he has more money. It doesn't mean that others can use this as an excuse to blame him.
"Okay, okay, can't I do it?" Su Jingchen curled his lips and deliberately let out a long sigh in front of the other party. They say that businessmen are very profitable, and it is indeed true at all.
"Then bring it over." Zuo Zimo spread his hands, still speaking in a calm tone. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with his behavior at all.
The so-called repayment of debts is a matter of course.
"Now? Not now!"
Su Jingchen touched his nose and shook his head with a helpless expression: "As you know, I just had a falling out with the old man. They are implementing an economic blockade policy on me and have frozen all my credit cards. Not to mention a hundred
Eight hundred thousand, I can’t even get out one hundred and eighty yuan now!”
After saying that, he turned to Leng Ran who was sitting on the other side and raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure that this cold-faced, cold-hearted, ruthless guy is really like what you said, and a woman likes him?"
Leng Ran raised his eyebrows, with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth, and corrected: "I didn't say that a woman fell in love with him, but that our Young Master Zuo fell in love with a certain woman!"
That day, he clearly heard in the lounge that the girl was clearly planning to confess to him. It was someone who insisted on pretending to be stupid and confusing right and wrong.
I don’t know what despicable means were used to force the other party to agree!