She closed the file, looked at him with black and white eyes, and asked in a cold voice: "Mr. Zhao, did you do the matter of Luo's Newspaper?" ”

Zhao Zifeng's deep eyes were not shocked, and his complexion remained unchanged, which made people look unfathomable.

After Sun Mengjiao asked this sentence, she was also extremely worried in her heart, mixed with a trace of regret.

Anyway, her father transferred to the hospital and took her to escape from Luo Hao, she should be grateful to him.

"If you don't sign it, Roche Newspaper will go bankrupt, you think about it." Zhao Zifeng's cold face did not seem to have the slightest emotion.

He didn't answer directly.

But Sun Mengjiao had already heard what he meant from his words.

In this matter, who else has such great ability, who will be down.

He is a dignified president of VATS Group, and he will not target a newspaper for her just because of this simple relationship between the two, after all, for him, this is obviously thankless, and his rights and status don't need to care about these trivial things at all, is it because of other intentions?

Sun Mengjiao stared at the divorce agreement for a while, and suddenly raised her eyes and asked, "Why do you want to help me?" ”

Zhao Zifeng saw that she was hesitant, his eyebrows twisted, and he walked to the door with a calm face.

Sun Mengjiao was stunned, turned her head to look at him, thinking that he was ready to leave without saying a word.

But when he touched the doorknob, he suddenly stopped and threw down a sentence: "I'm just to repay you for saving me." ”

After saying that, he left the room directly.

The door of the room was closed, silence returned to the room, Sun Mengjiao sighed, sat on the edge of the bed, and reopened the divorce agreement.

All the fonts are very formulaic, maybe everyone divorces with just such a black and white piece of paper and completely separated.

It's ridiculous to think about it, and the same is true of a marriage certificate, but it doesn't tie up those who are desperately trying to separate.

She picked up the pen on the table and paused for a long time in the blank signature underneath.

She couldn't bother to sign it, frowned slightly, and threw the pen on the ground.

She really wants to divorce Luo Hao immediately, treat him well to both of her, and no longer have to be entangled and threatened by Xin Chuyi, let alone dodge for herself and Zhao Zifeng.

But no matter what, the Luo family is kind to themselves and their father, and since his father was sick and hospitalized, Luo Zhiguo didn't know how much money and energy he had paid, and treated her like his own daughter.

She can't be ungrateful.

She sat in bed for almost an hour before she made up her mind and picked up her mobile phone to call Zhao Zifeng.

The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered.

Sun Mengjiao thought in frustration, maybe he didn't want to answer at all, and when he was about to put down his phone, the call was connected.

"Figured it out?" Zhao Zifeng's deep and magnetic voice came from the other end of the phone, his voice was very recognizable, even if someone next to him was talking, Sun Mengjiao could automatically filter out others, and his voice could be heard.

Sun Mengjiao pondered for a moment and asked tentatively, "Where are you now?" ”

She was very angry before, so she blurted out directly and called him Mr. Zhao, but now that she calmed down and felt that something was not quite right, she thought about it, and she didn't know what to shout, so she simply omitted it.

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, he simply reported the location, "Yulin Restaurant." ”

Sun Mengjiao read it again, and then thought that maybe he was talking about business, and it would be inconvenient to go rashly at this time.

However, the problem of Roche's newspaper and the divorce agreement is imminent, and she is afraid that the more it is delayed, the more trouble will occur.

"Well, is it convenient to go over now?" Sun Mengjiao hesitated again and again, but still asked.

"The plan is good, but VATS's ......"

After Sun Mengjiao finished speaking, she only heard that the other end of the phone seemed to be busy talking about business, maybe Zhao Zifeng didn't hear her words at all.

She waited for a while, playfully preparing to hang up.

But I heard him order directly: "Come here now, 168 private room." ”

After finishing speaking, before Sun Mengjiao could react, she hung up the phone directly.

Sun Mengjiao pulled the loose clothes on her upper body, looked at the bruises that could not be covered for a long time, gritted her teeth, and after leaving the hotel, she chose a set of clothes in a nearby clothing store, and then returned to the hotel to take a simple bath before rushing to Yulin Restaurant.

This restaurant is located in the center of the city, and it is a restaurant with a mystical atmosphere and unlimited freedom as its propaganda theme, and the space inside is quite large.

It was her first time to come to this restaurant, so she walked to the front desk a little crampedly and asked, "Miss, where is Box 168?" ”

The front desk and waiters here are more stylish than the average restaurant, and they are all tall and legged, and their bodies are well proportioned.

The front desk glanced at Sun Mengjiao, except for her face exposed, her whole body was wrapped like a zongzi, and she frowned lightly and said: "The 168 private room is a private private room, and you can't enter without the permission of Mr. Zhao." ”

The guests who come here are all rich or expensive, just by looking at the clothes of the people, you can see one or two, the woman in front of you, all up and down are bargains, don't you come here to find excitement, right?

Or maybe I've watched too many TV series, so let's create a scene where Cinderella meets the president, right?

Besides, this Zhao Zifeng is the ultimate goal of all the single women in their Yulin restaurant, how can they let such a shabby woman of unknown origin come to rob them!

Sun Mengjiao opened her mouth, obviously feeling the disdain in the eyes of the front desk attendant, chuckled, took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhao Zifeng.

"Mr. Zhao, are you in the 168 private room?" She turned on the speakerphone, deliberately spoke louder, and looked at the front desk attendant defiantly.

"Hmm." A word that couldn't have been shorter ended the call.

Sun Mengjiao hadn't finished what she wanted to say, she shook her phone in front of the front desk attendant, "Can I go in?" ”

The front desk clerk hesitated, but still refused: "No." ”

Just when there was a stalemate outside and Sun Mengjiao was not allowed to enter, Zhao Zifeng's assistant came out of the private room, stood beside Sun Mengjiao, and said respectfully: "Miss Sun, please follow me this way." ”

The front desk attendant was so shocked that her jaw was about to drop to the ground, and even if she was rejected, she could only let her in.

Zhao Zifeng's assistant, even when talking about cooperation, I didn't see him so respectful, and now he is so respectful to such an ordinarily dressed girl, it's unbelievable.

Sun Mengjiao was afraid that Zhao Zifeng was still talking about cooperation, so when she arrived at the door, her steps slowed down, ready to go in later.

"Come in."

Sun Mengjiao took two steps slowly, and after entering, she glanced at the private room, except for him and the assistant, there was no third person inside.

Zhao Zifeng glanced at the assistant behind him, and he went out directly and closed the door of the private room.

The two of them were left in the spacious room.

I haven't been here and I don't know, it turns out that this private room is so spacious, it's almost the same as the facilities in the hotel, even the bed.

Much more luxurious than a hotel, to be exact.

"Something?" Zhao Zifeng sat on the sofa, half on his back, his hands on the back of the sofa, his legs folded, and a bottle of red wine in his hand, with a lazy posture and a noble temperament.

"Well, that ......" Sun Mengjiao slowly approached Zhao Zifeng, stood in front of him, and looked directly at his dark pupils, "I want to ask, is there any room for maneuver in the divorce agreement?" ”

Zhao Zifeng's face obviously sank immediately, and the air pressure beside him was so low that it was breathless.

He slammed the wine glass on the table, making Sun Mengjiao's body tremble.

He stood up suddenly, pinched Sun Mengjiao's wrist, squinted his eyes and raised his voice to ask, "What?" Is it for Luo Hao? ”

When Sun Mengjiao heard this, she frowned at him and didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Sorry, no! If it is not signed, Roche can only go bankrupt. His voice fell suddenly, sinking Sun Mengjiao's chest, feeling like something was blocked.

Sun Meng was anxious, met his gaze, and said angrily: "It's not because of Luo Hao! Do you have to do it all in such a hurry? ”

Zhao Zifeng paused slightly, stared at her for a while, and suddenly let go of his hand and sat back on the sofa chair.

This gesture is clearly waiting for Sun Mengjiao to explain herself.

She pursed her lips, and after calming down a little, she looked at him with a big grin, "It's because his father is kind to me and my father, I can't be an ungrateful person because of the matter between me and Luo Hao." ”

The last sentence is not a question, nor is it asking for his approval, but it is to say the insistence in her heart.

Even what happened to her in life, she kept her heart.

Zhao Zifeng was a little moved, he had also investigated these, but he was not a weak and kind person, since he had made the first step, he would never stop.

Sun Mengjiao said everything in her heart, but she didn't see any reaction from him, and asked cautiously: "Is there room for maneuver now?" ”

The pupils in Zhao Zifeng's deep eyes moved slightly, lowered his eyes, and took a sip from the wine glass, "It's not impossible, it's just ......"

As soon as she heard that there was hope, Sun Mengjiao's spirit perked up, and she hurriedly asked, "It's just what?" ”

His legs were folded, his bony hands were on his knees, and he patted them for a while, and the corners of his lips hooked up with a wicked smile, "You please me now, I can think about it." ”

Sun Mengjiao's face immediately stiffened, extending to her entire body, biting her lip and looking at him in a daze, completely overwhelmed.

Her hands and feet were completely out of control, her brows were furrowed tighter and tighter, and she couldn't move no matter what.

Especially under the gaze of his deep, whirlpool eyes, she felt that she was frozen, and the word "please" came back to her mind over and over again.

Although she had happened to him every time, she couldn't do it if she was in such a sober state, and in broad daylight.

The atmosphere in the room is particularly depressing, and there is a little inexplicable ambiguity.

"I ......" As soon as Sun Mengjiao spit out a word, her face was like a fire, and she couldn't say a word.

Zhao Zifeng looked at her coldly, and when he saw that she didn't move for a long time, he raised his eyebrows, "What?" Gave up? ”

The slight curvature of the corners of the mouth gradually fell, leaving only thin lips and a tense and cold face.

The slight tapping of his hand stopped, and he got up directly with a calm face, "Assistant." ”

"Wait a minute!" Sun Mengjiao moved her fingers on her side hard to ease up, and just as he passed by, she grabbed his arm, and her voice was slight, "I'm not very comfortable, can I change the day?" ”

When she said this, Sun Mengjiao didn't even dare to look into his eyes, only stared at the floor, hoping to find a crack in the ground to drill into.

But just when she didn't notice it, Zhao Zifeng heard the words, looked sideways slightly, and looked at the flush on her face that was red to the root of her ears, and her mood got better inexplicably, and a trace of satisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"Mr. Zhao." The assistant suddenly pushed the door in, saw a scene in the room, his face changed slightly, and he hurriedly lowered his head.

When Sun Mengjiao saw someone coming in, she hurriedly let go of his arm and coughed lightly twice to relieve the embarrassment.

Zhao Zifeng's deep eyes only glanced at Sun Mengjiao lightly, and then left the private room.

When their footsteps faded away, Sun Mengjiao remembered that Zhao Zifeng hadn't answered her about what happened just now, so she hurriedly chased out, but the car had already driven away.