C20 Do You Have Any Conditions

"I ?" She stubbornly lifted her head and looked into Fu Siming's eyes, wanting to show some of her aura. But as soon as the words left his mouth, he began to stutter and immediately lost all of his arrogance. "I haven't thought about it yet."

It was foolish of him to see her like this, like a cat baring its fangs. Even though he thought he was extremely fierce, he was actually only able to last for three seconds.

"But don't be complacent. In short, if you don't agree to my request, I ?" I'll expose you! "

The more Qiao Anxiao spoke, the more incoherent he became. Seeing the slight change in Fu Siming's expression, she thought that her threat had worked.

After all, Fu Siming could be considered a well-known person. If this matter were to be leaked out, it would at least affect him a little, right?

"How is it? Do you agree or not? "

"Sure." Fu Siming replied casually.

He agreed so easily? Johann stared blankly. How could Fu Siming agree so easily?

"Do you have any conditions?"

"Seems like he's not that stupid." With a chuckle, Fu Siming said, "If you can do one thing for me and do it, I'll promise you that."

She knew that he had a condition. That's not right! She was clearly negotiating with Fu Siming, but why had she lost the initiative and been led away by Fu Siming?

"What if I don't agree?"

"Then I won't agree either."

A certain someone's attitude was a bit harder than hers, so Qiao Anxiao could only helplessly sigh. It seemed like it would not be easy at all to negotiate with a merchant like Fu Siming.

"Tell me, what do you want me to do for you?" For the sake of her future and freedom, she could only compromise with Fu Siming. "However, the prerequisite is that I can do it."

Fu Siming sneered. "Other than you, there's probably no one else who can accomplish this."

"Hmm?"

"Go look for Wen Ziqi. I want to know his bid for the land of Heng Si."

Fu Siming had recently taken a fancy to a plot of land and was determined to obtain it.

Coincidentally, Wen Ziqi was in the right hand in this auction.

Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy wouldn't be too weak. Knowing Wen Ziwei's bid, Fu Siming was determined to win this land.

"Bidding? "Land?" "Can you tell me what you're talking about first?"

Fu Siming glanced at her out of the corner of his eyes. With an expression like he was retarded, he said, "You only need to ask me about it. As for the rest, you don't need to know."

"But what does it have to do with me? Why should I ask? Can't you ask for yourself? "

"Are you really stupid, or are you just pretending to be stupid?" Fu Siming frowned. Hadn't she played out enough of her silly acting? If she wasn't annoyed, he would already be sick of it.

"You can't get anything if you pretend to be stupid in front of me."

"But... Will Wen Ziqi tell me? " Qiao Anxiao said to himself.

Was this a trade secret?

"That's your problem." He looked at her coldly and said, "I am determined to get this piece of land. Once this is done, I will give you what you want. "

After all, Fu Siming was her last hope.

Back in his room, Qiao Anyun took out his mobile phone, opened his contact book and found Wen Ziqi's number.

Thinking about the way Wen Ziqi looked at her during the auction, she couldn't help feeling goosebumps all over her body.

Taking a deep breath, she still dialed the number. However, she didn't realize how ambiguous it was for her to call a man at night.

Only after a long while did someone pick up. Wen Ziqi's voice came through the phone, panting heavily. Beside him, there was also the charming laughter and low moans of a woman.

Qiao Anxiao was not an idiot, of course he understood what was happening over there. However, he could only bite the bullet and smile awkwardly: "I'm really sorry ?" "Sorry for disturbing you so late ?"