Chapter 11: The Art of Speaking
Double the contract price.
Gu Chengzhi only felt the crisp collision of gold coins ringing in his ears.
Triple it again, and that's how much it will cost.
Is this Wen's president going to be a robot secretary with gold and diamonds?
I'm afraid that I really regard money as dung.
"Okay, I'll take it." Gu Chengzhi's eyes were closed, and his heart was ruthless.
Who made her just can't get along with the money.
The old lady was afraid that Gu Chengzhi would regret it, so she listened to her personal promise, sat down peacefully, and urged Gu Chengzhi to type out the contract and sign it immediately today.
If they don't sign the contract again, maybe Wen Yuchuan will do it behind their backs next.
It's true, I don't have the ability to find a girlfriend, so I have to mess around.
Wen Yuchuan: Is it my grandmother???
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Wens Group.
Wen Yuchuan sat facing the glass wall with a wide field of vision, his right hand casually clasped on the desk.
Song Lin stood at the desk holding his wrist.
After returning from Shichen Technology, Song Lin picked and repeated the conversation with Gu Chengzhi to Wen Yuchuan, Wen Yuchuan has always been sitting in this posture, and he is not sure what mood he is in now, so he can only wait quietly.
After a long time, Wen Yuchuan spoke, as if he didn't understand Song Lin's words, and asked, "What did you just say she said?" ”
Song Lin took a deep breath and replied, "Miss Gu said that your husband is very serious. ”
God knows how Song Lin racked his brains to adapt the dialogue to the way it is now.
Wen Yuchuan: "What else?" ”
Song Lin: "Your husband should pay attention to rest, don't just care about making money, beware of getting sick." ”
[Gu Chengzhi: ??? 】
Wen Yuchuan: "Hmm. ”
Song Lin: "Miss Gu also said...... You're pretty good, sir. ”
As soon as these words came out, Wen Yuchuan's face completely darkened, and the whole aura was not quite right.
Song Lin swallowed his saliva and didn't dare to move.
He said that at best, why did Mr. still have a black face.
If he hadn't reconciled in the middle, the two would have to fight.
"The file was given to her?"
"Yes, sir."
She ...... That's all? ”
“…… Yes, sir. ”
Wen Yuchuan turned his head and glanced at the document on the table, which was the same as the one that Song Lin handed to Gu Chengzhi.
This is obviously deliberately embarrassing her, and she can still care about whether he is sick or not, and praise him for being good.
Could it be some kind of disease?
Song Lin saw Wen Yuchuan staring at the document, and he didn't speak. Extremely difficult, he finally decided to speak bravely: "Sir, if there is nothing to do, I will go out first." ”
Wen Yuchuan raised his finger.
Song Linru was amnesty, and walked towards the door with a calm face but an excited heart.
But the reality is often a bit harsh.
"Wait." Wen Yuchuan called Song Lin.
Song Lin turned around, his expression as innocent and ignorant as possible: "Sir." ”
Wen Yuchuan leaned back in the chair, his sharp gaze fell on Song Lin's face, his eyebrows were raised, and he said lightly: "Explain, what is 'your husband.'" ’”
Song Lin was stunned in place, obviously not yet reacting to Wen Yuchuan's sudden throw.
This...... What is there to explain.
Could it be that he can still be someone else's husband?
Wen Yuchuan's eyes were still sharp, staring at Song Lin as if he were staring at his prey, patiently waiting for his explanation.
With great uncertainty, Song Lin cautiously probed: "That...... I am your family...... Special assistance? ”
Huh~
As soon as he finished speaking, Song Lin snorted coldly.
How can I say this by myself, with a little faint numbness.
As if he had finally reacted to Wen Yuchuan's displeasure, Song Lin immediately assured: "Sir, don't worry, next time I will tell Miss Gu not to call you that." ”