Chapter 22: Matchmaking
"You want Dong Peng to come out?" Yue Jialing put the mobile phone on the small table in front of him, and the mobile phone shell and the glass were in contact, and there was a crisp sound. He then pressed the hands-free button.
"Yes." The woman's crisp voice came from the earpiece.
Outside the window is the December sky in Jiangbei.
The sky was red and shiny, and a thin line of night sky occasionally leaked a heavy ink color through the cracks in the clouds, as terrifying as the fangs of wild beasts.
He closed his eyes, and he didn't know if he had smoked too much, and he always felt some dull pain in his throat, so he had to clear his throat and ask in a suppressed voice, "Why?" ”
"His mother is critically ill, and she wants to see him again when she is dying, and I want to fulfill the old man."
Yue Jialing turned to look at the night scene outside the window, with endless high clouds overhead and endless lights under his feet.
"Okay."
He answered in the usual slightly rambling voice, but suddenly choked and paused for two seconds.
Yan Shuangyi heard him agree, and was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but the other party's words continued: "But this matter is extraordinary, how can I count all the relationships and favors I have taken for this?" ”
was so aggressive, she had to tremble and respond: "How much it will cost, I will pay." ”
"Money?" Yue Jialing was even more disdainful, "Who lacks your money?" ”
He clearly wanted something else.
"Then, I will never change jobs in the future." As if he had made up his mind, Yan Shuangyi's tone became more and more firm, "Follow you with all my heart." ”
"No, I don't have to. You are a cheap laborer, what is irreplaceable? ”
In a word, erase all her value.
was denied by him once, Yan Shuangyi pondered for a moment before cautiously speaking again: "Andy's matter, if Miss Chi is investigated one day, I am willing to bear all the consequences for her." ”
There was silence on the phone for a long time, and there was a faint "click" sound in the earpiece, which was about Yue Jialing lighting a cigarette.
He took a puff and tucked the cigarette between his fingers. Smoke escaped from his mouth, condensed in the air, and covered his countenance. As the smoke drifted into the air, he said something vague: "I don't care what happens to her in the future." ”
"I can still ......"
Before she finished speaking, Yue Jialing seemed to be tired of this kind of boring bargaining, and he directly gave her a standard answer: "I can ask everyone out, but whether you can satisfy us all depends on your ability." ”
Yan Shuangyi obviously understood the meaning of this "satisfaction", she was stunned for a moment, and replied: "I ......"
"How?"
"I agree."
"Come to my room at 12 o'clock." After Yue Jialing finished speaking, he hung up neatly.
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As soon as Yan Shuangyi came out of the elevator room, he smelled the faint smell of smoke wafting from Yue Jialing's room.
When I got closer, I saw him smoking by the window.
His suite is different from the other rooms, the living room is made of floor-to-ceiling glass, and the figures of the two are clearly reflected on the huge glass wall.
Her arrival didn't provoke any reaction from Yue Jialing, he just casually pointed to a page of white paper on the coffee table behind him.
"A list of people who will attend tomorrow's party."
Yan Shuangyi picked up the list and counted it slightly, and he actually invited thirteen or fourteen people.
"A dozen people...... It's a shame that you boast about going to the sea. With a flirtatious sneer, he turned around slowly, and crushed his cigarette in the ashtray.
A wisp of gray mist was squeezed by him at his fingertips, and what was thicker than the fog was the cold haze in his usual smiling eyes, like the thick clouds before a thunderstorm in midsummer, which weighed down Yan Shuangyi's heart and was a little breathless.
But she quickly calmed down: "I can't thank you enough for helping me pull the strings." The rest is my own business. ”