In the afternoon, when Jiang Yansheng walked into a high-end café, Mr. Jiang had already ordered coffee and sat at the table and waited for a long time.

Seeing her appear, he gentlemanly pulled out the chair opposite her.

"Miss Jiang, please be seated."

"Thank you."

Jiang Yansheng put away his handbag and sat down elegantly.

Mr. Jiang sincerely apologized to her first: "For the last endorsement and Weibo incident, I usually spoiled Zhengmei, and I asked Miss Jiang to forgive us for a ......."

Jiang Yan laughed silently, forgiving the word that was not in her vocabulary at all.

"Of course......" Mr. Jiang took out a document from his briefcase, put it on the table and pushed it over: "This is our sincerity to be sorry for Miss Jiang." ”

Jiang Yansheng's face was cold, and the corners of his lips hooked slightly.

During this time, the Internet was torn up badly, and Mr. Jiang contacted Nanxun many times in private to express his desire to reconcile.

Jiang Yansheng ignored all of them, and he had been hanging Mr. Jiang for several days, and now he finally couldn't sit still and show sincerity?

Mr. Jiang's tone was full of helplessness, if this woman was not satisfied, he had no other way. "Miss Jiang, you can read it first and then reply to me."

Jiang Yansheng slowly raised his hand at his request.

She lowered her eyelashes and opened the file on the table.

There are three things in total.

Huo Xiumo's check for 100 million yuan was also attached to the check given by Mr. Zhang Jiang, and she looked at the amount.

"It's interest." Mr. Jiang reminded her.

"Hmm." Also, 100 million remained in Mrs. Jiang's hands for many days.

Jiang Yansheng continued to look, and the third piece was a black and white photo, in which Mrs. Jiang stripped naked and stood in the spotlight, the important parts were blocked by her arms, and expensive and shiny jewelry hung around her neck.

"Tomorrow, the official will release an update on the Internet, and this time my wife will replace your previous position as the spokesperson."

This is the biggest concession Mr. Jiang has made.

Jiang Yansheng wanted to see the photo for the first time, and what he thought about was how Mr. Jiang persuaded Mrs. Jiang, who had straight daughter cancer, to really get rid of it.

"Miss Jiang, please raise your noble hand and let Boucheroi go, I am grateful to you all my life......"

When Jiang Yansheng heard Mr. Jiang say this, he said with a smile: "It's serious." ”

Mr. Jiang's face froze, thinking that she ......

And Jiang Yansheng has already returned the photo to him, and clearly expressed his original intention: "Forgive me for not being able to communicate with your wife before, all I want is for Mrs. Jiang to empathize with her, and propose what it is like to let a woman who is not a professional model appear naked, and I still understand the truth of leaving a way for people to live." ”

Mr. Jiang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, he was dragged by Jiang Yansheng for a day, Huo Xiumo didn't let go for a day, and the company couldn't get a day to get the raw ore wholesaler who proposed to terminate the contract.

How much money was lost in the middle, far more than this 100 million.

Mr. Jiang took a sip of coffee to calm down, and before he left, in order to thank Jiang Yansheng for finally agreeing to reconcile, he took another stack of photos from his briefcase and gave it to her.

"Before I came, I thought that if the compromise between the check and my wife didn't make you waver, this was the last hole card I could come up with, and Miss Jiang was better to be wary of the women outside."

After Mr. Jiang said this, he left the café.

Jiang Yansheng lowered her eyelashes, her eyes stopped at the photos of Huo Xiumo and Liang Wan'er entering and leaving together on the table, half a sound, her face was unusually calm, and her white fingers took a sip of the coffee cup, but found that ......

It's so bitter!

……

Mr. Jiang's sincerity and efficiency are directly proportional.

Jiang Yansheng finally agreed to reconcile, and in less than half an hour, Boucheroi's official Weibo came out to formally apologize to Jiang Yansheng, and asked the public relations to ask the water army to go to the direction of the company's deliberate hype to increase the brand's popularity.

For a while, consumers had mixed feelings.

Until now, Jiang Yansheng's Weibo is still stuck in the dynamic of signing endorsement interactions with Boucheroi, and when many netizens ran to her Weibo, she was returning to Dujingyuan.

I asked the maid, but Huo Xiumo hadn't come back from work yet.

Jiang Yansheng ate half an hour in advance, and after eating, he went upstairs.

When she walked to the third floor, she thought about it, then turned around and walked towards the bedroom, took out the check for 100 million yuan and the interest given by Mr. Jiang from her pocket, and put it on the bedside table.

Today is the fifth night I haven't slept in the room, Jiang Yansheng is still a little unfamiliar, especially when she sees that the quilt cover and sheets of the big bed in front of her have been replaced with dark red, which gives her a strong visual impact.

The bedroom was dim and the lights were not turned on, she lowered her head, found out her mobile phone and sent a WeChat message to Nanxun, and the bright light of the screen was reflected on her little face full of confusion: "Ask, my friend's husband, what is the mentality of the bedding in his room is red?" ”

Nanxun: "bought." ”

Jiang Yansheng: "Did he buy it himself?" ”

Nanxun: "...... Chinese paper can also have pink hearts. ”

Jiang Yansheng: "......"

Nanxun: "By the way, he has a wife, and his wife may like this color." ”

Jiang Yansheng: "No, his wife doesn't sleep with him anymore." ”

Nanxun: "Your friend ......"

Jiang Yansheng: "Don't question it, it's just a friend of mine." ”

Ending this topic, Jiang Yansheng has never been lying on such a red bed when she is so old, she put away her mobile phone, and then she didn't look at it anymore and walked out of the master bedroom.

She still went back to the guest room on the fourth floor, habitually locked the door, then took her pajamas and took a shower, and lay down on the bed at eight o'clock, closed her eyes, and looked at the key in the drawer.

At nine o'clock, there was a movement downstairs of Huo Xiumo returning to the villa.

Jiang Yansheng tossed and turned on the bed for almost an hour, but she still didn't sleep, she closed her eyes, and soon heard the footsteps of the stairs.

Inexplicably, the sound of a heartbeat suddenly increased.

Seconds and seconds passed, and the footsteps were clear in the night, stopping on the third floor and disappearing quickly.

Jiang Yansheng listened quietly for a while, but did not hear any more footsteps.

She frowned slightly, her chest was a little tight, she reached out and took another white pillow, hugged it in her arms and changed her position to continue to sleep.

"Ding" sound.

Just when Jiang Yansheng was about to fall asleep in a daze, the mobile phone resting next to the pillow suddenly lit up and rang.

She slept lightly and was woken up all at once.

Jiang Yansheng's long eyelashes slowly opened, and his hazy eyes looked at the message from Huo Xiumo on the mobile phone screen.

The next second, she continued to close her eyes.

Ten minutes passed.

Jiang Yansheng's mind was disturbed by the news sent by Huo Xiumo, and she couldn't sleep, her eyebrows condensed, and she still reached out to touch her mobile phone.

The screen is lit up by fingertips, and an MMS message is displayed.

Jiang Yansheng opened her clear eyes, her red lips opened slightly because of surprise, at this moment, she couldn't find a word to describe her current mood!