122 Miss's future husband

"Are you bragging with me? I'm not those childish little girls. I hate to sacrifice my body when I fool people. You and I have not settled the account, and I will settle it with you slowly.

Song Xi carefully played with the small bottle: "If you want to make this into a product, you must have 51 percent of my shares, based on what you have done to me. It's your luck that I didn't kill you. You owe me a life, 51 percent is not too much, and I can also invest in the corresponding You are actually taking advantage of funds and being able to find a market, do you understand?

Zhang Yuan was stunned first, and then nodded with a wry smile: "Shir, I admit that what you said makes sense. That's good. Let's discuss the specific plan later. I'm a person who cherishes time. I hope you become a major shareholder of my product not to hold me back, but to help me. Business is business, not a joke. If such a good product is not done well, there will be no face to live!"

"Don't worry about this. Although I don't know much about business, Sister Runrun is a master here. I will ask her to help me operate and manage. She will be the president of the company. I am the chairman. You are a shareholder without management and management rights, only the right to dividends."

"Then there is no this product."

Zhang Yuan smiled faintly: "I won't be a puppet or a cash cow. I will definitely not do business without initiative. I will only do business that can make me happy."

"I have this small bottle. Under the premise of modern high technology, I want to know what the ingredients are."

Song Shishi disdained it. She has a huge business empire, including many domestic and even international first-class biotechnology laboratories. It is absolutely not difficult to analyze the composition and ratio of the ointment.

Zhang Yuan smiled confidently: "Ok, if it can really be analyzed, this formula is yours. From then on, I won't touch it. If you can't analyze it, the conditions are not like this now. I have to account for at least 70% of the shares, otherwise the development of this product will be regarded as a It's all right!"

After saying that, Zhang Yuan waved his hand, and the elevator just opened. He walked into the elevator, smiled at the angry Song Xixi and went downstairs.

There was no one else in the elevator. All the way down to the first floor, Zhang Yuan just walked out of the unit door and saw a man smiling at him. Although the man was smiling, he clearly felt a fierce and murderous atmosphere!

People have aura, which is not bullshit. It's just that ordinary people don't have it, and a few people have it. Some people also call it "potential". This well- Dressed and ordinary-looking man has an aura, or momentum!

Zhang Yuan already had a little panda cigarette in his mouth, put the cigarette box in his pocket, took out a match, lit it with his hand, took a hard breath, narrowed his eyes and looked at the man, waved the match into the dustbin beside him, which was extremely accurate.

Zhang Yuan saw that although the man's eyes had been staring at his head, the man saw his movements very well. And he also saw the bright light of this man at the moment when the match flew into the dustbin!

"What's the matter? Is it for that little one?"

Zhang Yuan squinted and looked at the man with a smile. His expression was very natural and calm, without any sense of embarrassment.

This seems to be appreciated by the man. There was a touch of appreciation in his eyes and said lightly, "You are a smart man. I don't have to talk nonsense with you. Come with me!"

The man walked in front, Zhang Yuan followed, and the two walked into another unit together, which was opposite Song Xixi's unit. The room that the man led Zhang Yuan into is also on the same floor as Song Xixi's home. Standing in the living room, you can see the living room of Song Xixi's house opposite.

If another room is changed, Zhang Yuan feels that he is likely to see other rooms in Song Xixi's house.

Zhang Yuan knew that Song Xixi had a strong sense of prevention, and all her rooms were curtains. I went there twice, it was the same, and I never pulled it away!

This gave Zhang Yuan a sigh of relief. If what he did last time and details were shown live, it would really be a crazy thing.

The man handed Zhang Yuan a bottle of red wine. He opened the bottle, drank it slowly, and said faintly, "We will see what should be seen. We can't see what we shouldn't see!" We are just the lady's bodyguard, not her nanny, so we won't care about some things. As long as it doesn't endanger the young lady's personal safety and cause harm to her!"

Zhang Yuan held the smoke in his mouth and the smoke steamed. He narrowed his eyes and opened the red wine. He poured a breath. The cold red wine hit the heart of the esophagus, which was very cool!

The man had a hiccup and continued to smoke. After a while of silence, Zhang Yuan suddenly asked, "If someone gives up your young lady and abandons her, is it a kind of harm? How will you deal with such a person?

The man withdrew his eyes looking at Tianyu outside the window and looked at him deeply. A trace of coldness appeared on the corners of his mouth and said indifferently, "Any man who has touched the young lady will die except for the young lady's future son-in-law. However, we won't do it until the young lady gets tired of it!"

Zhang Yuan smoked slowly and said with a smile, "If it hadn't been for his own experience, I would have really thought it was filming a film and television drama or reading a novel!"

The man sat down on the chair on the balcony and took out a cigar from the exquisite wooden box on the table. First, he gently swept the surface of the cigar with a cigar brush from top to bottom, cut off the cigarette cap with a cigar, and then carefully lit the cigar with a lit wooden strip.

Just now, the man was still fierce and murderous, but at this time, he was like a real nobleman, with all his movements as elegant and calm as pleasing to the eyes.

Zhang Yuan recognized that this is Havana cigars, the king of cigars, pure luxury. This cigar is enough to buy several red panda cigarettes in his hand, enough for him to smoke fiercely for a long time!

The man drank red wine, took a mouthful of cigar leisurely, stayed in his mouth for a moment, and slowly spit it out. The mellow aroma surrounded the man and made Zhang Yuan smell the heart-watering tobacco aroma.

The value of a thing has its principle of positioning itself in this value. Just like the price of this Havana cigar, the top pile of red panda cigarettes is necessarily expensive!

Although the smell of this cigar makes Zhang Yuan have the impulse to throw away the cigarette in his hand. However, he still stubbornly continued to smoke, still not slow, and seemed to enjoy swallowing more than men.

Zhang Yuan suddenly remembered a sentence: The whole world is there, and only paranoia can succeed!