Chatper 59 (1/2)

A flash of calculation flashed in Su Yige's eyes, and when he looked up again, his expression was already calm.

She asked Su Youcheng: "Grandpa, why do you think the president of LK appointed Ziyue to negotiate a contract with him?"

"As long as the contract can be negotiated, nothing else matters."

Su Youcheng obviously didn't care about these things.

Su Yige continued unwillingly: "Grandpa, if this contract is not signed for a day, it means that there are variables."

"What do you mean?" Su Youcheng turned his head to look at Su Yige.

"I see that the president of LK has a lot of thoughts about Ziyue."

There are some words that everyone can understand.

Su Yige paid attention to Su Youcheng's expression, and said tentatively: "If the president of LK is really interested in Ziyue, why don't we push the boat forward and let the contract be negotiated quickly?"

Su Youcheng leaned back with a serious face, half-closed his eyes, as if he was thinking about the feasibility of this plan.

Su Yige's eyes showed a smile that was sure to win.

Grandpa was obviously moved by her words, as long as he fanned the flames a little more, maybe grandpa would agree.

"Grandpa, last time I went to a banquet, there were still many companies staring at LK Group..."

Su Youcheng raised his hand to signal her to stop talking, and nodded invisibly: "I will leave this matter to you."

"it is good."

Su Yige lowered her head, a cold smile flashed in her eyes.

...

Su Ziyue and An Xia returned to Su's, only to realize that she didn't bring her bag back.

The house keys and wallet are in the bag.

Thinking of Qin Muchen's actions in the office, her desire to go to LK to get her bag disappeared little by little.

She was afraid that she wouldn't be able to resist going to him with a kitchen knife.

After getting off work, Su Ziyue made a difficult decision: at worst, change to another door.

As soon as he left the company building, Su Ziyue saw Nanchuan.

As soon as Nan Chuan saw Su Ziyue, he smiled at her: "Too..."

"Shut up!" Su Ziyue walked over and gave him a cold look, then pulled him to a place where no one was around: "What's the matter?"

"The boss asked me to bring my wife's bag." After saying that, he turned around and went to the car to get a bag out.

It was indeed Su Ziyue's.

"thanks."

Su Ziyue took the bag over, thanked her coldly, turned around and left.

Nan Chuan followed behind her. Nan Chuan was 1.9 meters tall and followed her. In order to keep up with her speed, he could only take small steps.

"Ma'am, shall I take you home?"

"What did I say last time? You don't remember? Believe it or not, I posted your phone number and photo on the wall of the public toilet, and wrote the words 'Marriage Advice' by the way!"

Nan Chuan stopped immediately, and the expression on his face couldn't be more serious: "Miss Su, go slowly."

Su Ziyue snorted coldly, got into her car, and drove home.

...

As soon as she entered the house, she realized that something was wrong.

Someone else has been in the room.

Su Ziyue's face tightened, she took off her high heels lightly, and took one in her hand.

She closed the door, but didn't close it tightly.

Go inside bit by bit against the wall.

When she reached the corner, she looked around and found that there was no one there.

Could it be that she was thinking too much?

No, there is also a bathroom.