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, and then got dressed and left. It was not until she got off the plane back home and checked her messages that she saw an explanation that was pushed to the bottom of countless work messages: I'm so sorry, Miss Wen, I didn't mean to stay you! I met some acquaintances while I was waiting for you, and they insisted on taking me out for a drink, and then I got drunk. Not long after, another popular young actor emerged in the entertainment industry. It must be that his efforts that night were rewarded. The transaction that was originally a consensual one unexpectedly turned into a ridiculous night. Wen Si felt disappointed. The first thing he did after leaving the airport was to run straight to the drugstore and buy an emergency contraceptive pill. She didn't dare give birth to a child of unknown origin. Then I went straight to the hospital and had a full body check-up. Only after confirming that he was fine did Wen Si breathe a sigh of relief. From then on, he closed his heart and locked away his love, focused on making money, and never mentioned having children again. At the same time, she also hopes that the guy she slept with by mistake can be more sensible and not disturb each other. After all, it's not like she didn't pay. She simply filled the check with about one million yuan! If this million yuan couldn't shut him up, she could negotiate other conditions. As long as they were reasonable, she could accept them.
Wen Si was mentally prepared for someone to come and blackmail him, but that person didn't show up yet. In addition, she was busy with work and was involved in the entertainment industry. The number of handsome men and beautiful women she met every year could circle the earth several times. Gradually, she put this matter out of her mind. After a long time, I even forgot what that person looked like. did not expect. You have to pay for what you have done, and the thing she was most worried about happened. Did he spend money lavishly and finally squander all the money, and then thought of her as a sucker? Or did he come to her for help because of a sudden change and no other choice? Wen Si looked at the creditor in front of him inconspicuously. I haven't seen him for a few years, and he seems more handsome than I remembered. Moreover, he was well-dressed, had decent manners, and exuded nobility in every move. He doesn't look like someone who is short of money, but that's just an appearance. After so many years of working in the entertainment industry, Wen Si has seen many people who appear beautiful on the outside but are actually rotten inside. Judging people by their appearance is somewhat biased. But no matter why he came, this place was obviously not suitable for resolving the love-hate relationship between them. She still has some shame. Wen Si took a step back, changing their slightly ambiguous standing position to a normal social distance. She ignored his joke and asked in a businesslike manner, "May I ask your name?" "My surname is Jiang." "Okay Mr. Jiang, can I have a word with you for a moment?" "All is up to you." The man smiled with his eyebrows curved, and was surprisingly easy to talk to. This made Wen Si feel uneasy and he couldn't figure out what he was going to do. Five minutes later, the two 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 think it's not enough, we can negotiate it again." "Within my acceptable range, money or resources, which one would you choose?" Wen Si had thought of this set of classic lines copied from a domineering president's novel three years ago. Now that he finally said it, he inexplicably felt a little refreshed. It's a pity that Mr. Jiang on the opposite side was not interested in playing out the bloody drama of "she runs away and he chases, and neither she nor he can escape even if he has wings." He just sat quietly with his eyes downcast, his back straight, his slender knuckles loosely holding the coffee cup, only his index finger was beating very regularly. His fingertips tapped the wall of the cup one after another, without making any sound, but it made Wen Si inexplicably anxious. She couldn't read his emotions and didn't know what he was thinking, so she subconsciously felt that he was considering her proposal. So he continued to persuade her: "You are young and good-looking. Whether you choose to take money or resources, it's actually -" "Miss Wen." The man interrupted her and finally raised his eyes. Wen Si was finally able to glimpse some emotions in his dark and shiny eyes. Reluctance, shame, anger, greed, surprise, flattery... all the emotions she expected were gone. Instead, she smiled happily like a naive person. And she made me laugh. Wen Si: ??? What's wrong with this guy? "Before we formally start negotiating compensation, would you like to Baidu 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 chose to satisfy him as much as possible. "What's your full name?" She took out her cell phone and opened Baidu. "Jiang Zhihuai." Wen Si: “…” Her typing fingers paused and she silently turned off her phone. As luck would have it, 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 returned to China in the past few days. If she remembered correctly, that person's name was Jiang Zhihuai. While matching the person to the number, Wen Si finally understood why he was amused by him. The Jiang family in Kyoto is very famous. Not only are the industries spread across the country, 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. The eldest son Jiang Zhi took a safe route and is now rising in the political arena. The second son, Jiang Zhijin, took over the family business and became a big shot in the business world. Only the information of his youngest son, Jiang Zhihuai, was protected extremely tightly. Not only had he never appeared in public, but Wen Si had only just heard of his full name.
Compared with the Jiang Group with a strong background, her Zhongyue Media is just a small workshop. Even if she takes out the best resources, Young Master Jiang may not even look at them. Isn't he amused by her? Wen Si sucked in a breath of cold air, and for a moment he didn't know whether he should sigh that he had good vision and didn't act rashly, because when he acted, he got a big hit, or should he sigh that he was unlucky, because he could sleep with anyone else but such a guy! Jiang Zhihuai was very satisfied with her reaction. He propped his chin on one hand and admired it with interest for a while before he took the initiative to cue the process: "Now you can negotiate with me." Wen Si: “…” What kind of negotiation is this? Even if we give away the entire Zhongyue Media, it may not be enough to fill his teeth, okay? She has never been one to back down in the face of difficulty. While she was roaring and collapsing inwardly, she calmly asked, "Master Jiang, what kind of compensation do you want from me?" "I want your heart." "Young Master Jiang, you're joking." Wen Si has been in the business world for many years. What kind of frivolous words has he not heard? Not only did he not take it seriously, he quickly responded: "We live in a society ruled by law now, and privately buying and selling human organs is illegal!" (End of this chapter)
