Yiwen was in Han Li's office and laughed loudly after hearing her talk about last night's experience:
"Did you really leave 50,000 yuan in cash?"
"Um."
"Ten thousand at a time?"
"yes."
"It's too expensive. At this price, you can go to a club to find some fresh meat. Not only are they skilled in skills, they can also make you happy in a variety of ways and provide emotional value."
Han Li looked at today's work plan and said calmly: "It's not expensive, it's worth the money."
As soon as she finished speaking, the mobile phone placed on the desk rang loudly, like a reminder. If she didn't answer, the other party kept calling.
Ewen on the side couldn't bear the noise and answered the call for her, hands-free.
The other party's rough voice said concisely: "I will go back to the headquarters for a week. When I come back, we will fight 2203 again!"
After saying that, he hung up the phone with a bang.
Yiwen: "Looking at this tone, you have to prepare another hundred and eighty thousand."
Han Li remained calm: "If you don't get used to him, you will have nothing to do next time."
It was the first time that Zhao Tingxing fell into the hands of a woman in this matter. It was a great shame and humiliation. After hanging up the phone, he wore sunglasses, had a dark face the whole time, and flew to the southwest with a look of someone who offended someone would die. In the cabin, even the stewardess looked at
I couldn't help but take a detour. The crying children seemed to have their throats strangled, and their cries suddenly stopped. Because of such a ferocious god, the entire cabin was unprecedentedly quiet.
After leaving the airport, his men came to pick him up and said, "The old lady asked you to go back as soon as you leave the airport."
Recently, because of Zhang Ze's affairs, he was either in Senzhou or on a business trip in the capital. When he came back, he would finish things in a hurry and leave. He didn't see the old lady for a long time.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"I don't know. The old lady said she didn't contact you last night and asked me to tell you today."
The driver drove him directly to the old lady's villa in the city.
After being picked up by Han Li from the mountains last time, the old lady seemed to have figured it out and no longer insisted on going back. Knowing that he would be coming back today, she had been waiting outside the villa early.
When Zhao Tingxing saw her, he took off his sunglasses and tried to look gentle. Judging from her appearance, was there something urgent?
"Da'an will carry out the execution at 3 o'clock this afternoon," the old lady said.
Zhao Tingxing listened and went straight into the villa without much fuss, as if he was talking about an insignificant person.
Old lady: "He wants to see you one last time."
Zhao Tingxing refused: "There is no need to meet."
Old lady: "You are brothers after all. Let's see each other for the last time. Don't leave any regrets."