The huge office is only black and white, and the monotonous color system exudes a cold taste.

The blinds were half-rolled up, and potted plants of greenery were placed in the corners that were not exposed to the sun.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, with a few items scattered around, and it doesn't look like the office of President Lai, who is worth tens of billions of dollars.

Li Mofan looked down at the documents, there was a thick stack on the desk, and according to the current progress, he had read less than a third.

He didn't lift his head, but buried his head in the pile of papers.

"Let her in."

Gu Nianchen walked in, and Anya gently closed the door.

An invisible oppressive force swooped down on you.

The heating was on in the office, but she felt a cool air rush into the soles of her feet.

The rustling sound of turning pages was heard, and the man buried in front of the desk took off his blazer and wore a twill shirt inside, with a few loose buttons on his chest, looking casual and casual.

When she came, she was still thinking about how she would angrily question and how to make painful accusations when she met.

At this moment, she couldn't even say a word.

Now she is as small and humble as a speck of dust.

He turned his hands into clouds and covered his hands into rain, and he was the king who stood at the top of the pyramid.

In Anya's words, it is easier for Li Mofan to pinch her to death than it is to pinch an ant to death.

Her questioning and accusations cannot change reality.

The debt owed six years ago has finally come to be repaid.

"Anya will quickly sort out the contract, and after signing, the two million will be remitted to your account immediately." The cold and deep voice echoed in the empty room, word by word, extremely clear.

Gu Nianchen thought that he had misheard, and said in astonishment, "Two million? ”

"Too little?"

Li Mofan's disdainful gaze was like a knife stuck in her heart.

Gu Nianchen tried his best to control his emotions, trying to ignore the pain in his chest, and a trace of imperceptible bitterness quickly flashed in his eyes, "You said ten million." ”

"A woman who can sell herself for a million will also be afraid of less money?" Li Mofan sneered, his cold gaze stabbed at her, "This price is fair and reasonable, I don't think there is anything wrong." Your doubts will be answered by Secretary An. ”

Time can really change a lot of things.

Six years ago, Gu Nianchen was still a noble princess who grew up in a honey pot and didn't know the sufferings of the world.

Now she is pitiful and humble, which is really unaccustomed.

Knock knock.

There was a soft knock on the door, and Anya walked in on the heels of her slender heels, holding coffee in one hand and a document bag in the other.

"President, your coffee."

Fresh coffee beans are ground to produce Blue Mountain coffee at the right temperature, with a rich aroma and a soft and smooth taste.

Li Mofan took a sip, with undisguised appreciation in his eyes, "Secretary An's coffee is getting better and better, maybe I should consider whether to give you another raise." ”

Anya flicked the red curls in her ears, her body exuded a sweet and seductive fragrance, and the smile on the corner of her lips was charming, "This proposal is very good, I have to thank you to the president in advance." ”

Li Mofan raised his eyes slightly, his indifferent and detached eyes softened a lot when facing Anya, and hooked his lips, "A good Western restaurant has recently opened downstairs, accompany me to try it at night." ”

"Gladly."

Probably because the window was not closed tightly, the air conditioner blew straight in the direction where Gu Nianchen was standing.

She felt a little cold, her whole body was cold, and she still felt cold when she wrapped her clothes tightly.

Isn't Anya afraid of the cold?