Nan Zhiyin refused in her heart, did not check the card, and had no intention of picking it up.
But at this moment, Nan Zhiyin was more worried about him causing trouble in the company.
If he makes a big fuss, his reputation will definitely be affected, and his employees' impression of him will become worse. This is not the result he wants.
But in response to his arrogant demand for money, she still insisted that she did not want to give it.
For a moment, Nan Zhiyin couldn't think of any other way and didn't know what to do?
Han Feng stretched out his hand to hold the card. After waiting for a while, he saw that Nan Zhiyin had no intention of taking the card, and he suddenly felt a little confused.
What? Do you want more?
Not knowing Nan Zhiyin's finances, Han Feng could only think this way.
Then, Han Feng thought about it again and immediately planned to give in and change his words.
"Since it's more than 200,000, let's give it 100,000, right?" Han Feng said.
When Nan Zhiyin heard this, he still didn't intend to give it and didn't answer at this moment.
There was silence between the two for a while. Han Feng felt angry when he saw Nan Zhiyin's indifferent expression, but he still had hesitations and thoughts.
Is it more than one hundred thousand?
Thinking like this, Han Feng immediately lowered the price again, but this time it was the bottom line.
"Fifty thousand," Han Feng said, "Give me fifty thousand immediately. If you don't give it, I will go to your company to make trouble right now."
After Han Feng finished speaking, he put away his card and prepared to walk to Su Cheng's office area.
Nan Zhiyin saw Han Feng's movements and immediately shouted, "Stop."
This result is not what I want.
Although I can't think of a better way, I don't allow such a result to happen.
Han Feng stopped when he heard Nan Zhiyin's obstruction.
Since he was always here for money, Han Feng didn't intend to make a real fuss. After facing Nan Zhiyin again, he lightly twitched the corner of his mouth, then naturally stretched out the card and signaled, "Hurry up and transfer money."
Nan Zhiyin still didn't want to give it at the moment, but in this situation, there was really no other way, so...it seemed like this was the only way.
Slowly giving in, Nan Zhiyin had no choice but to take out her mobile phone, open her online banking, enter Han Feng's bank card number, and transfer 50,000 yuan.
Han Feng only took back his bank card when he heard the text message prompt on his mobile phone.
Then he turned on his phone and saw the payment information. Han Feng was satisfied. Then he put away his phone, looked at Nan Zhiyin happily and said, "This is right."
"We are all related people, so we should help each other. If you give me some money now, if anything happens to you in the future, just tell me and I will definitely help you," Han Feng said, adding at the end
, "By the way, my phone number is 13..."
Before he could say the next words, he was interrupted by Nan Zhiyin.
"I don't need your help, and don't come to me in the future." Nan Zhiyin didn't want to see him again.
"That's not possible," Han Feng disagreed. He had other thoughts at this moment. He took two steps closer to Nan Zhiyin and whispered, "I heard that you are married. If your husband cannot satisfy you, you
You can come to me, I'll be here whenever you call."
"Go away." Nan Zhiyin pushed this disgusting person away.
But Han Feng smiled with satisfaction, "Haha."
Han Feng didn't care about the rejection, but suddenly thought of something again, and asked immediately, "Oh, by the way, you were pregnant three years ago, where is the child now?"
Mentioning Mumu, Nan Zhiyin felt nervous instantly, and her body started to tremble at the same time.
But at this moment, an idea quickly popped into Nan Zhiyin's mind, and she immediately affirmed, "I don't have children. I had an abortion three years ago."