Ling Chan was very arrogant and had no fear at all.
She even wanted to take Yunting upstairs.
The waiter relied on his top professionalism to prevent himself from showing strange expressions.
He had politeness etched on his face: "I'm sorry, Mr. Talsma only invited you."
Lingchan clicked her tongue and turned around. Lou Yunting was sitting on the sofa, smiling regretfully at her, "I should face it with you, but... Mr. Talsma will not let me in. "
The ending sound was gently raised, sounding like regret and ridicule.
Lingchan curled her lips and left him.
…
Also in Area A, Talsma's rooms are more luxurious.
The area is large and the decoration is extremely gorgeous. There is a huge floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, and the universe outside the window is vast and deep.
Behind a long solid wood table was a high chair. Roy sat on the chair with his back to her. Lingchan could only see his brilliant blond hair.
No one invited her, but Lingchan took the initiative to go over and sit down.
"Look who this is?"
Roy kicked his foot and turned around. He was wearing a white uniform and holding a gold rim. Wearing a brooch on the right chest, a rose is in bud, and the gems embedded in it reflect the bright light.
He put his elbows on the table, wearing platinum gloves of the same color as his clothes, and his fingers were elegantly crossed.
What a personable and elegant young man, he hides his indifference, arrogance and snobbery under his plain face.
Roy knocked on the table, "Jehovah."
"It will be my honor to serve you, please order."
The cold and straightforward electronic sound sounded, startling the system.
【This is an AI! ] The system's tone was full of novelty.
Roy looked directly at Lingchan and ordered: "Speed up the air circulation. Being in the same room with lower-class people makes me a little dizzy."
He pretends to be a human being, but unfortunately the illusion is shattered as soon as he opens his mouth.
"Okay, Mr. Talsma."
AI responds without emotion.
Lingchan was scolding in her heart, but her face was calm. She didn't shy away from Roy's direct and sharp gaze, "It seems that Mr. Roy's physical fitness needs to be improved."
Thin dog!
Roy said: "It's good if you can understand. I came to you this time to discuss something."
"About you stealing the keepsake of the wife of Talsma's family and pretending to be Talsma's fiancée."
Ling Chan frowned.
…
... "I thought you came to help me because you knew I didn't want to marry Qi Yingzhou."
She said in a weak tone.
One is to satisfy the wish of the sweetheart, and the other is to satisfy one's own possessive desire.
Huo Jiuke could have said some nice words to Lingchan and used clever words to decorate his dirty desire for monopoly.
But he didn't want to.
Abroad, during the year he lost Lingchan, Huo Jiuke thought day and night, why did he lose Lingchan?
They were obviously childhood sweethearts, and he was Lingchan's closest relative, lover, and friend... Why didn't Lingchan want him anymore?
It's because he is selfish and wants to take over everything about Ling Chan and control Ling Chan's life.
He wants to master Lingchan.
He originally thought he could do it, but as a result of his blind confidence, he might have broken off the engagement, and he and Lingchan were separated.
He won't make this mistake again.
"I..." Huo Jiuke's throat trembled a little, "I was wrong, Chanchan, can you give me a chance to make up for it?"
He raised his eyes, full of sincerity, "When I first founded CN, I thought that Uncle Jiang was engaged in this kind of business and was affected by cutting-edge technology... Chanchan, please give me a chance to help you. "
His industry happens to be the upstream productivity of the Jiang family, which is certainly not a coincidence.
Huo Jiuke just wants the Jiang family to be controlled by him and marry his daughter to him obediently.
"I founded CN when I was in high school. In the early days, I was in China and couldn't keep a close eye on foreign companies. Fortunately, they didn't let me down."
Huo Jiuke said: "At that time, I studied the management methods of many start-up companies, which may also be helpful to you."
"High school?" Lingchan raised her eyebrows, "Why would the Huo family allow you to take away this big cake?"
"CN has nothing to do with the Huo family." Huo Jiuke said calmly: "I deliberately separated it and hid it from the Huo family."
At that time, the bloodline issue had not yet come to light, and Huo Jiuke was the definite heir to the Huo family.
Why would he separate the two?
For Lingchan.
The Jiang family and the Huo family are not equal, and Huo Jiuke and the Huo family are also not equal. Huo Jiuke knows the Huo family and Mrs. Huo very well, and his marriage to Lingchan is their best tool to manipulate him.
Of course he had to make more preparations.
Lingchan thought about this joint, sighed, and couldn't help but soften her tone, "You really made me sad."
"I can give you another chance, but I have a condition." Lingchan stood up, walked in front of Huo Jiuke, bent down, and caressed Huo Jiuke's face with her eyes, as if she wanted to see beneath the skin. sincerely.
"I don't want to get married anymore, I want to marry someone else." She asked willfully, "My future husband wants to marry someone else."
Huo Jiuke laughed when he heard it, "Huo is not my surname. It would be great if I could change my surname to Jiang."
"We will be the closest family we can be."
As he spoke, his eyes were like melted hot chocolate, sticky and still bubbling.
"I like you so much." He said softly.
Lingchan stood up, "If you really like me so much, why don't you apologize to me?"
"You said a lot of things and promised me a lot about the future, but what about the apology you owe me? The wrong things you have done will not disappear with the passage of time."
Huo Jiuke opened his eyes slightly, and he immediately understood what Lingchan was talking about.
Taking a deep breath, Huo Jiuke stood up and bowed deeply, "I'm sorry."
He maintained his bent posture and did not get up, "I should not try to affect your interpersonal relationships or interfere with your friendships."
"I won't cross the line again."
He solemnly said: "Please let me join Suzhen Intelligent Company, and I will bring all CN's technologies as compensation."
…
The two reached an agreement.
Lingchan immediately returned to her usual lazy and bossy demeanor, "I want to eat a small cake, go get me some."
"OK."
Huo Jiuke got up obediently and went to get it.
He opened the door and saw Zhao Xuchang sitting in the corner.
Zhao Xuchang was wearing a crisp suit and sitting in an armchair. He was dressed up beautifully by Ling Chan, and even in his daze, he seemed to have an extravagant air.
What was originally a worthless local dog has now become a precious purebred dog imported from foreign countries.
Huo Jiuke thought sarcastically.
"Are my clothes comfortable?" A cold male voice drifted into his ears.
A pair of leather shoes caught Zhao Xuchang's sight. They were discerning, well-tailored, and smelled like money.
He looked up and saw Huo Jiuke looking down at him with ridicule on his face.
Zhao Xuchang asked: "Why don't you laugh?"
He met Huo Jiuke only a few times, and what had the most profound impact was his demeanor that seemed to be confident at all times. Huo Jiuke always had a smile on his face, as if his expression would not change even if the sky fell.
"..."
Huo Jiuke's expression became even more gloomy, "Are you comfortable using the stolen things?"
uncomfortable.
Zhao Xuchang felt uncomfortable when he thought that he was wearing Huo Jiuke's clothes. He became much more aggressive, "These are not your clothes."
He asked, "This is the dress prepared by the Jiang family for Miss Jiang's future husband. It is intended to be worn at the engagement ceremony. Miss Jiang does not have a fiancé now. She is free to wear this dress to anyone she wants."
"This is a dress made in my size. Does it fit you?"
Doesn’t fit, Zhao Xuchang: “Your size two years ago may not fit you now.”
Zhao Xuchang stood up from his chair, his momentum also getting higher and higher, "It's just an old thing, why should Mr. Huo care about it?"
Huo Jiuke smiled. He took a step back, looked at Zhao Xuchang with a surprised look, and then said after half a minute: "So, is it really you who stole the information from my database?"
database.
Is it the database in the tablet? It is all about Lingchan's video materials, singing and dancing speeches, and the childhood memories that Huo Jiuke specially preserved.
Zhao Xuchang's face stiffened. He was not a eloquent person. Faced with Huo Jiuke's questioning, he was speechless.
"Did you give the contents to Qi Yingzhou?"
Silence didn't work for Huo Jiuke. He could see what he wanted to know from Zhao Xuchang's subtle expression.
"You gave it, but you didn't give it all..." Huo Jiuke sneered, "It seems that your friendship is not that strong?"
"Does Qi Yingzhou know that you are partnering with Lingchan to open a company?"
Zhao Xuchang lowered his head and said after a long time: "Ms. Jiang said this is a company secret...Don't sow discord among our company's employees."
"What would Chanchan think if Qi Yingzhou suddenly found out?" Huo Jiuke asked.
Zhao Xuchang didn't understand what he meant and looked at him with a frown.
"Find a way to get the tablet back and return it to me. If you have backed up the video, delete it yourself." Huo Jiuke's face sank, and every fold line on his face and facial features showed sharp indifference.
"It is only natural that everything should return to its original owner."
Zhao Xuchang frowned.
The tablet is not in his hand, but in Qi Yingzhou's place. Qi Yingzhou will definitely not give it to him now...
Huo Jiuke ignored Qi Yingzhou's confused look and said calmly: "I'll give you three days. I will have a regular meeting next week. I want to see my things."
"Of course I will protect you, my princess, my rose."
Two pairs of completely different but equally beautiful black eyes stared at each other in silence.
After half a meal, Lingchan relaxed her stiff body, opened her arms and hugged Lou Yunting, like a little bird soaked in the rain, returning to her warm home.
Her fingers were hidden under the back of the sofa and she wrote word by word on Lou Yunting's back: [Is there surveillance? ] "Of course I will protect you, my princess, my rose."
Two pairs of completely different but equally beautiful black eyes stared at each other in silence.
After half a meal, Lingchan relaxed her stiff body, opened her arms and hugged Lou Yunting, like a little bird soaked in the rain, returning to her warm home.
Her fingers were hidden under the back of the sofa and she wrote word by word on Lou Yunting's back: [Is there surveillance? 】
(End of chapter)
