Chapter 6 Creditors Come to Home

Midsummer night doesn't think so: "This dream indicates that you are going to enter the peak season of love. Wait for me to calculate the tarot card for you. Let's see what it says. By the way, don't eat so much. Pay attention to keep in shape. Also, go to learn beauty makeup class. Beautness like Ye Chen and Ouyang Feibai must be very picky, but The most important thing is to learn ** kung fu well. Don't sleep. I'll send you the disc.

He Qian had a black line hanging on her forehead. She looked up at her watch. At 1:40 a.m., would she come here at this time of midsummer night? This woman must be crazy.

She quickly stopped her: "No, I live in Zhao Nuannuan's villa now. It's far away, and Jia Ming will have class tomorrow. I'm afraid to disturb her."

He Qian's ability to lie is really poor. It's summer now, and it's time for students to have a holiday. What classes do they take?

Screaming in midsummer night: "Ah! You actually lived with Zhao Nuannuan! You won't even let go of gay!!!"

He Qian is speechless. She really wants to open her head and see what's inside? As soon as she looked up and saw Zhao Nuannuan standing lazily at the door of her bedroom with her arms in her arms, He Qian was shocked. It was estimated that she had heart disease had hung up now. She hurriedly hung up the phone, and the high eight-degree sound of the midsummer night on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly.

She pulled up the quilt without a trace and looked at him vigilantly. Won't she suddenly become a normal man and suddenly have a need? Will she be hungry for too long? She smiled and said, "Nuannuan...Nuannuan, why haven't you slept yet?"

Zhao Nuannuan looked at her timid appearance and knew that she was thinking in a messy direction again. He laughed and said, "I just made a phone call and thought it was on fire. Is it so exciting?" He glanced at her chest, "What are you hiding? An LCD screen, and I won't feel it if you stand in front of me. " After saying that, he made a very feminine "cut" and turned around and walked away.

He Qian angrily grabbed the pillow and threw it at him. TMD actually said that she was an LCD screen!

The next morning, He Qian was still recovering and suddenly received a life-threatening call from Song Wentao. His angry roar almost penetrated her eardrums: "Now I will rush back to the company immediately. I want you to look good a second late!"

He Qian almost jumped up from **. She asked for leave. Director Song must have something important to urge her back so urgently.

Zhao Nuannuan and He Jiaming were not at home. The car was driven out for a ride. This is a villa area, and there is no shop in front of the village. She walked three kilometers before getting on the bus. After two turns, she finally arrived at the unit, but it was still half an hour late.

All the employees of the unit lined up neatly in two lines in professional clothes and stood respectfully at the gate. He Qian looked at her jeans and T-shirts, and there were two holes in her knees. Suddenly, her head was as big as a bucket. As a precaut, she decided to ask about the situation before going in.

looked left and right. Except for a few extended Lincoln and Bentley elegant cars parked in front of the door, there were only the first few people who were about to walk into the unit. She quickly followed and gently patted the man in the middle on the shoulder: "Hello, can you tell me what's important here..." activity?

The other party turned his head and looked back with the people around him.

He Qian was stunned. It was all leaders, and the one in the middle was... Ye Chen!

Ye Chen looked at her lightly and frowned slightly.

Song Wentao's face next to him turned green (it may also be angry).

He Qian pulled out a smile awkwardly: "Big... Hello, everyone."

She looked at Ye Chen with caution. Is he here to ask for debts? Is he here to make things difficult for Hongbo Office?

Ye Chen raised the corners of his lips elegantly and said, "Wen Tao, your employees are really diverse."

Song Wentao sweated like rain: "Ye... Mr. Ye's lesson is."

Song Wentao's attitude was deliberately humble and flattering, and He Qian was more sure that Ye Chen was coming to trouble Hongbo.

Ye Chen turned around and continued to walk, but He Qian also followed.

She whispered, "Mr. Ye, I advise you not to have any bad intentions against Hongbo, otherwise I can't guarantee that I will say something 'unreasonable'."

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows with great interest: "Oh?"

He Qian said, "You don't want others to know that you are gay."

Ye Chen paused and stared at her with deep eyes: "Who told you?"

He Qian said, "It doesn't matter who told me. The important thing is that I already know it, and I have evidence that I will be responsible for the matter of Meiye, but please don't implicate Hongbo."

Ye Chen looked at her inquiringly and suddenly smiled faintly. He turned to Song Wentao and said, "Wen Tao, I want to talk to this lady first. The meeting is delayed by 15 minutes."

Song Wentao stared at He Qian in surprise, as if she was a creature from an alien planet, and stammered: "Okay...Okay."

He Qian followed Ye Chen all the way up to the ninth floor in a special elevator. The office building of Hongbo Office has a total of 10 floors. The first to ninth floors are Customer Service Logistics Department, Criminal Affairs Department, E-commerce Business Department, Medical Legal Affairs Department, International Affairs Department, Real Estate Affairs Department, Corporate Finance and Securities Department, Litigation and Arbitration. The tenth floor of the Ministry of Intellectual Property is the office of the highest leadership. At present, Song Wentao and other directors of the highest leadership are working on the ninth floor, and the tenth floor is empty.

She came to the tenth floor for the first time since she went to work. The decoration of the tenth floor is very different from the style of the previous floors. The whole design is very artistic. The main colors of the space are mainly white and navy blue. The whole wall in the morning sun is made into floor-to-ceiling windows, giving people a refreshing, light and elegant feeling.

I don't know why, He Qian feels that this design is very suitable for Ye Chen, as if it is specially designed for him.

Ye Chen said, "Say it, how do you want to be responsible?"

He Qian clenched his fist and said, "I don't have any money. As long as I don't embarras the people around me, I'll deal with it?"

Ye Chen smiled softly. It was rare for anyone to say "no money" so righteously. He said, "Even if I sell you, I can't get you back for billions." He suddenly remembered a person or just a vague shadow, which was a long time ago. He even thought he had forgotten. When he saw He Qian, he suddenly remembered, but it was just a vague outline.

He Qian said, "It will always be useful to get me. Not everything can be bought with money!"

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and wanted to say, "Can the body also be betrayed?" But he suddenly didn't plan to ask this again, so he changed his words and said, "If such an opportunity does not appear, won't it drag on forever?"

He Qian said, "Mr. Ye, you don't seem to understand what I mean. I'm not asking for your consent. If the news spreads, your loss may be more than billions. First of all, the stock falls, and the silence fee of the news media is not a small number, and it also concerns you. As the first heir, is a gay suitable for inheritance? After all, the larger the family, the more they pay attention to the continuation of incense. Don't you think so?

Ye Chen has to admit that this girl's analytical ability is very strong. She negotiates in a simple way and steadily controls the overall situation. The initiative has always been in her hands. Unfortunately, she misread the card. He has never been gay. He smiled, "Then I have to thank you for keeping a secret for me?"

He Qian said, "That's not necessary. I'm not a robber. I will definitely exchange the debts I owe. I just hope you don't involve Hongbo and other unrelated people."

Ye Chen looked at her faintly. She was a beautiful and thin girl, not so beautiful. Her eyes were dark and bright, with a sense of firmness. It's not that he has never been threatened, but she is the first to risk threatening him for the benefit of others, and the reason she used to threaten him is really ridiculous. Where on earth did she come to the conclusion that he is gay?

The huge office fell into a dead silence. At this time, Ye Chen's mobile phone rang. He glanced at the number, pressed the answer button, and said gently: "Hey... Well, what did the old man say? ...I understand, but emotional things can't be forced... I don't want to mention it again... No, don't worry... Well, you also pay attention to your health, um, okay!"

Ye Chen put down the phone and looked ugly.

Can't the feelings be forced? Does his family want to find a girlfriend for him?

Ye Chen looked at her coldly: "Are you happy?"

He Qian said, "No, Mr. Ye, I'm very happy."

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows: "Oh?"

He Qian smiled faintly: "Here comes the opportunity to repay the debt."

Ye Chen sneered: "You are smart, but I can totally hire an actress with better acting to cooperate."

He Qian shook his head: "Maybe she pretends to be more similar than me, but her feelings are beyond her control. She doesn't know that she may inevitably fall in love with you under the premise that you are GAY. Imagine if you are a normal man, how many women can resist?"

Ye Chen smiled coldly. His smile was as bright as the sunshine in July, but as cold as an Antarctic iceberg: "Really, then sign an agreement first."

He Qian's hand signing the agreement felt like Yang Bailao being forced to sell Xi'er by Huang Shiren. He was absolutely unwilling. The difference is that He Qian wanted to sell himself. Ye Chen really drew up a contract to sell himself. She had to do everything that his girlfriend should do, and it's okay to pour tea and water. Why? Including going to bed? Although the premise is that she can't be forced against her will, do gay men need this???

Ye Chen looked at her name with a smile: "The words are ugly! From now on, come to my office every noon to practice calligraphy!"

It's not good! Does he have to take up his lunch break? He Qian didn't come here angrily: "Is there any overtime pay?"

A faint smile overflowed on his lips. He said, "Yes, but it's used to offset the tuition fee."

He Qian gritted his teeth, very good, this account will be recalculated one day.

She thought that this was clear, but unfortunately, President Ye's accounts were very clear. In exchange for a contract for the project she messed up in Meiye, but this morning, she was undisciplined, and the account of being late for work still had to be settled.

The next day, He Qian was transferred from the litigation and arbitration department to the customer service logistics department. The logistics department is mainly responsible for administrative, customer service, secretaries and other non-legal affairs. Those who study law will never want to enter this department. He Qian's space is tantamount to being hidden or demoted.

Everyone remains silent about He Qian's mobilization. Can he be unorganized and disciplined in front of the big leader? This transfer is really well-founded.