C29 (1/2)

Double Faced Lady 秋如水 45840K 2022-07-23

He turned and looked at her with a warrior's smile. ”No problem!”

A year's time might not be long or short, but it was enough to completely destroy a person.

A year from now, she would no longer be the same as the dirty beggars on the street.

That kind of person would definitely make him feel disgusted and disgusted. If he couldn't avoid her like a plague, how could he leave her by his side to disgust himself?

”Very good. Then please wait! I'll be right back. ” She bowed her head humbly and left the room.

He was stunned at first, then he threw away the towel with a sneer and walked lazily to the cloakroom.

She was already his turtle in a jar. Without his compassion, she would not be able to leave this room.

He tore off the towel at his waist, took out a shirt and put it on.

There would be an important meeting later, involving future development planning, and he could not afford to be careless.

As for Xia Xinxin, she was sitting in the computer room, her fingers flying across the keyboard.

Not long later, the printer began to make rustling noises. Two files with the number four character in Chinese characters appeared.

She picked it up and read it carefully. Then, she took it back to Mo Zixiao's bedroom.

Mo Zixiao was putting on his tie, but when he heard the voice, he did not turn around.

She handed over the document, ”Mr. Mo, take a look! I've already signed my name, so if you think there's no problem, just write your name down. When your name is signed, it means that our agreement has been reached. ”

”Agreement?” Do you think I would sign an agreement that I have not negotiated? ” Mo Zixiao did not accept it, nor did his eyes ever rest on the paper.

”Well, let me read it to you! ”If you think I have anything else that I haven't touched on, you can put it forward in time, and I'll add it!” She drew back her hand.

”I'll give you ten minutes!” He finally gave her a cold look and sat down on the sofa.

”Yes.” She read the document aloud, her mouth clear, her words slow but clear.

Mo Zixiao's face was initially filled with indifference and impatience, but the more he heard, the more serious his face became, and his eyes darkened. His thin lips were pressed into a straight line.

She had actually laid out a whole bunch of terms that were extremely unfavorable to her.

For example, she couldn't refuse his request. No matter when or where, he could send her a message.

For example, if he was willing to be a pawn in his business, he could use her to make a fool of himself. Trickster. He had achieved the business secret he wanted.

For example, he could also let her participate in all sorts of threatening games, trying to obtain the most benefits for him.

And so on and so forth and so forth and so forth, to the point where he felt that even if he were to list them himself, he would not be able to do it so clearly!

Of course, all these provisions are only valid for one year.

Simply put, he could have used her as a soulless slave for a year.

But at the same time, she also said that a year later, whether he exercised his rights or not, the agreement would be concluded, and when the time came, the debt between them would be completely cleared.

He had to provide her with an unconditional permit to return to China, as well as the necessary travel expenses, and they would never have anything to do with each other again.

This woman was not to be underestimated!

She could actually place herself in such a lowly position!

Such people were usually determined to win!

He raised his eyes and examined her carefully. He saw that her face was calm and her brows were lowered. Her beautiful lips opened and closed, filled with blood. A cold, fishy clause flowed from his lips.

His heart suddenly felt a chill.

Suddenly realizing that she was calmer, more scheming and smarter than someone!

Looking at her, it was as if he was looking at a huge challenge.

Should he take the blow or not?

Would he lose in the end?

Would he lose like the last time?

Or was it a thousand times more miserable than the last time?

Most importantly, it seemed to be not just a matter of winning or losing. He could clearly feel a terrifying threat slowly approaching.

Right! It was a fatal threat!