"Purpose?"
Shi Ran asked with a slight frown.
Song Sichen explained calmly: "I have started this company since I was a teenager and made decisions behind my teacher's back. I am just a teenager. I can't understand it."
"Um."
Shi Ran nodded.
Indeed, she was too young at the time, and no one could have imagined that the person behind her would be a child.
Even for the richest man, Shi Jia, this is surprising.
Then, Tokiran took a brief breath and answered.
"My goal is to become the heir of the Shi family. I want the Shi family to be in my hands and get everything in the Shi family."
The words coming out of his mouth sounded harsh.
At around twenty years old, he talks about getting everything.
"..."
Song Sichen didn't speak, maybe because he didn't know what to say.
"Song Sichen, I'm sorry."
"Why?"
"Perhaps, my purpose of approaching you from the beginning was not pure."
"Use me?"
Song Sichen looked at Shi Ran with a straight face, his black eyes shaking slightly.
However, he didn't look angry.
Shiran took a deep breath and said: "Of course I'm not just using you for my own benefit. The reason why I help you is that you are also my friend. When I first met you and saw your appearance, I couldn't tell you clearly. Ignore him if he has a bad life, but no matter what, I sincerely want you to get the Song family, and I also sincerely want you to live a good life."
"Use me."
This sentence is not a question like the one just now, but an affirmation.
"What?"
Shi Ran was slightly startled and then asked.
To be honest, not sure what he just said.
Song Sichen slowly stood up from his seat, then came to Shi Ran, stood in front of her, leaned down, put one hand on the back of the sofa, and slowly approached Shi Ran.
"Use me, Tokiran."
Song Sichen said this, and then held Shi Ran's right hand with his other hand.
Song Sichen's hand stretched along the sensitive skin on the inside of Shiran's arm.
hiss!
A sound like fingernails scratching on a blackboard resounded in the quiet room.
"Song Sichen..."
"If it were you, you could use me."
This time Song Sichen's thumb drew circles on the back of Shi Ran's exposed veins.
"It doesn't matter if it's 10 times or 100 times, it doesn't matter how many times. Shiran can use me to get what you want, or whatever you want, I'll get it for you."
The eyes were obviously black, as if there was a kind of flame burning, staring at Shi Ran, and slowly pulled the back of Shi Ran's hand.
"Please use me, Tokiran."
please!
This was a word Shiran didn't expect.
To be precise, from the moment Song Sichen said the words "use" just now, the following words were all beyond her expectation.
The breath from Song Sichen's lips could be felt nakedly on the back of his hand.
Finally, the hot lips touched the back of the hand.
The other hand was taken off the sofa at some point and had already slipped into Shiran's left hand, holding it tightly together.
Song Sichen did not stop there, but wanted to go further, but Shi Ran grabbed his hand and prevented him from taking any further action.
He stared at Shi Ran, never looking away.
"Shiran, let me help you."
he said again.
Shiran didn't say a word, ever since he approached.
She stared at Song Sichen, her black eyes reflecting hers.
He didn't answer Song Sichen's words, but just raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
Song Sichen also smiled at this moment.
If Fu Chong had been present, he would have shaken his head and said jokingly: "Love brain! Love brain! Love brain is so harmful! Song Sichen is useless!"
In order to hold back her anger, Mrs. Song showed a deeper smile.
Today at the Song family, we hosted a banquet for Mr. Duan.
"The tea smells so good, Mrs. Song."
"Fortunately, you like it, Mr. Duan."
"but……"
Although Mr. Duan was a little impatient, Mrs. Song already knew what he was going to say.
"I heard that I met Tokikawa some time ago?"
"Madam, you are very well-informed! It seems that you have already heard about it." Mr. Duan slowly put down the tea cup in his hand. "Mrs. Fu has cooperated with Shichuan a few years ago, and they have continued to cooperate in the past few years. The Shi family is a big family that abides by its agreements, so it is not strange for us to meet each other."
"..."
Mrs. Song frowned slightly.
Understand that this sentence points to her.
"How is the Xicheng project? Although Song Sichen is said to be in charge of the project, Mrs. Song still has the right to speak after all."
"No problem, thank you for worrying."
"Can you pay within the agreed time? Mrs. Song."
"That's..." Mrs. Song's natal family owes Mr. Duan money, to be precise, it's the Fu family's money. Part of it has been exchanged for shares, but there is still part of it. “It would be nice if the payment date could be pushed back.”
If Mr. Duan does not postpone the payment date, they will not be able to repay this debt.
"It seems that Xicheng's tourism industry has been hit, and the advancement is not completely smooth!" Mr. Duan nodded and said, "If you are willing, I will lend you some more money, Mrs. Song."
Mrs. Song doubted her ears.
But then Mr. Duan's words proved that she had not heard wrongly.
"We have already invested some money. If the West City Plan does not go smoothly, the losses will be too great and we will also be implicated. Naturally, we still hope that the West City Plan can go smoothly, and we must have sufficient funds!"
"If there is, it will be of great help, Mr. Duan."
A bright smile appeared on Mrs. Song's face.
Although I am worried that I will bear a bigger debt, Mr. Duan’s words are correct. If we stop here, the only thing left is debt.
Something more must be done.
For Mrs. Song now, this is a ray of light given by Mr. Duan.
Mr. Duan stared into the sparkling eyes of Mrs. Song and said quietly: "But this time it seems that a guarantee is needed."
"guarantee?"
Previously, there was only one IOU, and when I couldn't repay it, I used the company's shares to repay it.
"Although I have the final say, after all, it's not completely in my hands now. Mrs. Song still understands my position, right?"
"Of course……"
Mrs. Song wants to borrow a larger amount than last time.
So something of similar value is needed.
At this time, Mr. Duan suggested to the distressed Mrs. Song.
"I don't want Mrs. Song's shares here anymore. What about the land I own, the villa I live in, and the mine I own?"
"Do you want me to use it as collateral?"
Mr. Duan explained in a calm voice: "Just show it to Mrs. Fu. I just want to give Mrs. Song a chance to propose this. If you feel burdened, just repay the debt on the agreed date as before." That’s it.”
Mrs. Song's face froze slightly.
The lips moved but no words were spoken.
Mr. Duan asked with a calm smile: "What should we do, Mrs. Song?"
