C4 Selling kidneys without selling skills 1

Qu Cunzi slightly hesitated, then shook his head: "I won't touch him for the time being."

Zhang Chun asked again, "Do you still need to send a bunch of flowers to Miss Jiang every day?"

"I'll send you off!" He said flatly, "Nothing can stop me." Until she marries me. "

Zhang Chun sighed and quietly retreated. This young master had received such a huge lesson and had almost lost half of his life. He still did not know how to restrain himself. Right now, his subordinates were all helping him cover it up. When Old Boss Qu returns from abroad, he really did not know how to explain it.

Qu Cunzi sat there for a long time, before making a phone call, "Wang Congke, listen carefully. In a year, I will definitely marry Jiang Yueming and have you go bankrupt! What you have done to me, I will give back tenfold. "

"Qu Cunzi, you are simply a scoundrel. Who would be afraid of you?"

Qu Cunzi sneered and hung up, he subconsciously touched the back of his head, the old wound on his neck still faintly hurt.

The internal phone rang. The secretary, Little Tao, respectfully asked for instructions: "Miss Li has already arrived. Do you want to invite her in now?"

Qu Cunzi massaged his swollen brain, as if he just remembered something, he paused for a moment and said: "Call her in."

The girl sitting quietly in the reception room had already eaten three servings of tea and drank two drinks. Her body leaned on the sofa and she entered into a semi-soporific state.

Little Tao had taken on girls who came to his door countless times before. The boss was big and small. New and old, his girlfriends were really uncountable. However, there had never been a girl like her who could be so indifferent to this magnificent building until she fell asleep.

Although the time he had been waiting for was a little long ? it was only two hours, but he had to wait for a wind like Young Master Qu. A character, beautiful. Weren't women always very patient?

"Miss ?" She called out three times in succession before Li Xiaobao finally woke up.

"Boss Qu invites you in."

Once he entered, Li Xiaobao's jaw dropped.

Not because of this quaint office, not because of the whole set of tables and chairs made of pear wood, not even because of the vintage pot of blue and white porcelain in the ornamental window, but because of the man in the suit.

He was a tall man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, the perfect figure for a gold ratio sportsman. "He had handsome features and was brimming with energy. He was a rare handsome man, but he had an unfathomable expression on his face.

This was that bloody stranger from that night? She could not believe it. Her eyes widened.

He did not get up, nor did he invite her to sit down. He just sat on the big wooden chair with the pear blossom and twirled the golden pen in his hand before lightly saying, "I sent people to get your number from your landlord." Your name is Li Xiaobao, right? "

She asked, "What about you?"

He did not answer and her gaze fell on the table in front of him as she enunciated each word clearly, "Qu Cunzi ? Existence? Such a feminine name. Did your father always have a crush on some girl, trying to perpetuate her in his mind? "

The corner of Qu Cunzi's mouth twitched, he watched helplessly as she sat down on the big chair beside him, comfortably leaning against the chair.

They had a long time to assess each other, for there was one advantage about the music: he liked to listen to the women first, and he was not a stingy man as long as he was not a stingy man, as long as it was within reason. He waited for her to ask, but she didn't speak.