Chapter 2 I Want Your Heart
Wen Si was very satisfied with his service. After writing the check, he tore off a sticky note, drew five stars on it, then got dressed and left.
It wasn't until she got off the plane back to China and checked the news together that she saw an explanation that had been pushed to the bottom of countless work messages:
I'm really sorry, Miss Wen, I didn't mean to pigeonhole you! I met an acquaintance while I was waiting for you, and they insisted on dragging me to have two drinks, and then I drank too much.
Not long after, another traffic niche turned out to be in the entertainment industry. I must have His efforts that night paid off.
The originally agreed-upon transaction unexpectedly turned into a night of absurdity. Wen Si felt disappointed. The first thing he did after leaving the airport was to go straight to the pharmacy, buy emergency contraceptive pills and take them.
She would not dare to give birth to a child of unknown origin.
Then he went straight to the hospital and had a full body checkup.
After confirming that he was fine, Wen Si breathed a sigh of relief.
From then on, she closed her heart to love, focused on making money, and never mentioned having children again.
At the same time, she also hopes that the buddy she slept with by mistake can be more sensible and not disturb each other.
After all, it’s not like she didn’t give the money, she filled the check with over one million!
If this million cannot shut him down, other conditions are not impossible to negotiate. As long as it's reasonable, she's totally fine with it.
Wen Si was mentally prepared that someone might come to blackmail him next, but that person never came.
In addition, she was busy with work and was involved in the entertainment industry. The number of handsome guys and beauties she saw every year could circle the earth several times, so she gradually put this matter behind her.
As time went by, I even forgot about that person’s appearance.
Unexpectedly.
She would always have to pay it back if she came out to hang out. What she was most worried about happened.
Was it because he spent money lavishly and finally squandered all the money that he thought of her? Or did he come to her for help as a last resort due to unexpected changes and desperation?
Wen Si looked at the creditor in front of him without leaving any trace.
I haven't seen him in a few years, and he seems to be more handsome than I remember.
He is well-dressed, well-mannered, and exudes nobility in every gesture.
He doesn't look like a master who knows how to make money at all, but that's just looking at him.
After working hard in the entertainment industry for so many years, Wen Si has seen a lot of people who are good on the outside but poor on the inside. It is somewhat biased to judge people by their appearance.
But no matter why he came, this kind of place is obviously not suitable to resolve the love-hate entanglement between them.
She still wants to be embarrassed.
Wen Si took a step back, changing the slightly ambiguous position between the two of them into a normal social distance.
She didn't pay attention to his joking, and just said in a business-like manner: "May I ask what your last name is?"
"My surname is Jiang."
"Okay Mr. Jiang, can you lend me a moment to speak?"
"It's up to you." The man smiled with crooked eyebrows and was surprisingly easy to talk to.
This actually made Wen Si feel nervous, wondering what he was going to do.
Five minutes later, the two of them sat down in a very private cafe.
Wen Si got straight to the point: "I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, I recognized the wrong person three years ago."
"That check is my compensation to you. If you feel it's not enough, we can negotiate again."
"Within what I can accept, do you choose the same, money or resources?"
Wen Si had thought up this set of classic lines copied from Ba Zong's article three years ago, and now that he finally said them, he still felt a little bit happy inexplicably.
It's a pity that Mr. Jiang opposite her is not interested in playing a bloody drama with her where she escapes and he chases her, but neither she nor he can fly.
He just sat quietly with his eyes lowered, his back straight, his long knuckles holding the coffee cup empty, and only his index finger was beating very regularly. The fingertips tapped the wall of the cup one after another without making any sound, but Wen Si became inexplicably anxious.
She couldn't see his emotions or what he was thinking, so she subconsciously felt that he was considering her proposal.
Then he continued to persuade: "You are young and good-looking. Whether you choose to take money or resources, you are actually-"
"Miss Wen." The man interrupted her and finally raised his eyes.
Wen Si was finally able to get a glimpse of some emotion from his dark and shiny eyes.
Reluctance, shame, anger, greed, surprise, flattery... all the emotions she expected were gone. Instead, she looked like a fool, smiling happily.
And the kind that makes her laugh.
Wen Si:? ? ?
What’s wrong with this guy?
"Before we officially start negotiating compensation, would you like to search my name first?" he said.
Wen Si:? ? ?
What a strange request.
But in order to pay off this romantic debt as soon as possible, she still chose to be as satisfied as possible.
"What's your full name?" She took out her phone and clicked on Baidu.
"Jiang Zhihuai."
Wen Si: "..."
Her typing fingers paused and she silently turned off her phone.
By coincidence, on her way to a dinner with Mr. Wang, her assistant Ling Wei just shared a piece of gossip with her: the young master of the Jiang family has returned to China in recent days.
If she remembered correctly, that person's name was Jiang Zhihuai.
While confronting the person, Wen Si finally understood why he was amused by him.
The Jiang family in Kyoto is famous.
Not only are industries spread across the country, but the population is also extremely prosperous, with leaders in all walks of life.
The current head of the Jiang family is Jiang Zhihuai's father, who has three sons in total.
The eldest son Jiang Zhi has followed a safe path and is now rising step by step in the political world.
The second son, Jiang Zhijin, took over the family business and became a dominant player in the shopping mall.
Only his youngest son Jiang Zhihuai's information was protected to the letter. Not only had he never appeared in public, but Wen Si had just heard of his full name.
Compared with Jiang's consortium, which has a strong background, her Zhongyue Media is just a small workshop. With the best resources, Young Master Jiang may not even like it, but isn't it funny to her?
Wen Si took a breath of cold air. For a moment, he didn't know whether to lament that he had good vision and didn't take any action easily. As soon as he made a move, he slept with Wang Zha, or whether he should lament that he was unlucky and had no choice but to sleep with someone like this. Ancestors!
Jiang Zhihuai was very satisfied with her reaction.
He supported his chin with one hand and admired it with interest for a while before taking the initiative to cue the process: "Now you can negotiate with me."
Wen Si: "..."
What a waste of negotiation! Even if the entire Zhongyue Media package is sent out, it may not be enough to fit between his teeth, okay?
She was never one to give up when faced with difficulties. While her heart was breaking down and roaring, her face was calm and probing: "Master Jiang, what kind of compensation do you want from me?"
"I want your heart."
"Master Jiang is joking." Wen Si has been in shopping malls for many years. What kind of frivolous words have he never heard?
Not only did he not take it seriously, he also quickly responded: "Now is a society governed by law. It is illegal to buy and sell human organs privately!"
(End of chapter)