Ren Jiayuan's eyes darkened.

In fact, in the past few years, he has relied on his old driver's skills to cheat a lot of money.

But I can't help but pay so much.

He only has a total of 300,000 in his card, and he even thinks that Pei Nanxun has calculated how much money he has and deliberately corrected him.

Ren Jiayuan hung his head and cried: "Pei Ye, I was wrong, but how can I have so much money, you are trying to force me to death."

"If I die, you won't get a penny of compensation, and you will have to bear the charge of forcing people to die, and the person who will have to suffer a lawsuit may not be me at that time."

Pei Nanxun sneered: "I want these, it's your business whether you give them or not, do you know where the three people who made trouble yesterday ended up, they went to the Tibetan border to defend the motherland."

The muscles on Ren Jiayuan's face shook violently a few more times.

Sent to the edge of Tibet, in the snow den of the big mountain, even if he wanted to escape back, he might be frozen into a specimen before he left the mountain.

The saddest thing about this person in the world is that the money is still there, and the people are gone.

So he decisively changed his words and said: "Pei Ye, I'll give it, I'll go and get the money for you."

Pei Nanxun waved his hand, and someone immediately came over to untie Ren Jiayuan.

Ren Jiayuan rubbed his bald shoulders and said, "Master Pei, I'll go back when I go."

Pei Nanxun only raised his eyelids, and immediately someone came up and dragged Ren Jiayuan out.

Pei Nanxun took the document handed over by the secretary, got up and walked out of the lounge, and ordered: "Help me call and ask Mr. Peng, do you have time to have a meal with me at noon?"

The secretary immediately complied.

Pei Nanxun took the document into the conference room.

He didn't lack that money, he just wanted Ren Jiayuan to learn a lesson.

In the afternoon, it rained heavily.

Pei Nanxun leaned back in the chair, slightly sleepy.

At noon, Peng Lao came over with two bottles of good wine.

Baijiu, very strong, is not his favorite type.

But the old man liked it, so he took the plunge to accompany him for a few glasses, so that after a few glasses of wine, people were confused, and they couldn't even say what they had thought of.

Pei Nanxun thought about it, forget it, let Peng Xitong mention the divorce himself.

He has to save some face for that simple little girl, doesn't he?

It was a bit heavy under the rain.

I didn't mean to stop until I got off work in the afternoon.

Pei Nanxun dialed Peng Xitong's phone and asked her: "Where are you, it's raining too much today, so you don't have to go over to cook for me."

Unexpectedly, there was the sound of Peng Xitong closing the car door.

"I've arrived at your house, I've bought all the vegetables, what time do you get off work?"

Pei Nanxun was stunned for a moment, and then walked to the door.

He took the coat hanging on the hanger and walked out as he said, "I've just gotten off work, I'll be home right away."

Peng Xitong sighed, "Then I'll wait for you to come back." ”

"Okay." Pei Nanxun went out and locked the door, and said to the secretary: "I have to leave for a while in advance, if anyone looks for me, you can call me."

The secretary hurriedly said, "Okay president."

It was very windy outside, and the rain swept in by the wind and hit the car glass, and the water was everywhere in the sky.

This weather girl still kept her promise to cook for him, and he was a little embarrassed.

There are combination locks inside and outside his villa, and he told Peng Xitong when he left yesterday.

When he came back today, she was busy in the kitchen.

Peng Xitong still made four dishes and one soup today, but it was different from what he made yesterday.

Pei Nanxun wiped her hair and stood at the kitchen door and asked her, "Didn't you go to the store after class today?"

Peng Xitong turned around and smiled, "There are usually no guests on rainy days, so you can go or not." ”