At this moment, Pan Qiaomu felt unwilling and unsurprised. He wanted to get angry, but he also wanted to laugh - a joke! Damn it! Does she know what she's going to do?
So Pancho asked: "What the hell are you going to do?"
Chen Jiaxian said without hesitation: "Ruin it. Start again."
Pan Qiaomu asked: "Where is the suit I bought with you."
Chen Jiaxian made no secret of it: "Hanging Xianyu is ready to be sold."
Pan Qiaomu couldn't believe it: "Are you so short of money?"
Chen Jiaxian said: "I need a lot of help. Help bought with money is also help."
Pan Qiaomu's back was pressed against the cold wall, but his whole body was hot, and his light-colored eyes were staring at Chen Jiaxian, shining like fire.
For a moment, neither of them spoke.
Until Chen Jiaxian asked: "Why are you laughing?"
Pan Qiaomu touched his face and realized that he was actually smiling.
Yes, he is laughing.
He had imagined a thousand indifferent, alienated and embarrassing scenes for her, how she would be sad and lost for losing his love, and how he would be as hard-hearted and hostile to her.
However, at this moment, he smiled sincerely because of her vision.
Because her unwillingness is also his unwillingness, is her anger also his anger?
Is it because of her childish ideals and courage to destroy everything?
For Chen Jiaxian's childish thing, Pan Qiaomu didn't think there was any possibility of success, but——
Who the hell doesn’t admire Qiang? Pan Qiaomu thought.
At this moment, he finally realized the source of the attraction.
Then he laughed quietly, very tiredly, very absurdly.
He laughed for a long time.
"Chen Jiaxian." Pan Qiaomu was tired of laughing. He supported his head with his hands and leaned against the wall. "Do you know how fucking crazy you are? A little person like you actually wants to be so big and ridiculous. Who will believe you? Who will care about this set of things you care about? "
Chen Jiaxian said without any hesitation: "You believe me. You care."
Pan Qiaomu looked at Chen Jiaxian.
The two stared at each other for a long time, and finally Pan Qiaomu was defeated. He looked away and said tiredly, "You're right. I'm angry."
So Chen Jiaxian said: "You will help me, right?"
Pan Qiaomu looked steadily into her brown eyes. There is always an extremely strong color in her eyes, just like a brightly burning firework stick, even if it is about to be burned out, it will still burn brightly.
He was silent for a long time.
"I will help you." Pan Qiaomu finally said, "Because I like you."
…
because I like you.
Pan Qiaomu's confession came suddenly and without warning. Chen Jiaxian subconsciously took a step back. She said: "We just..."
She raised her eyes and met Pan Qiaomu's eyes. But there was no tenderness in Pan Qiaomu's eyes, only peaceful tiredness. So Chen Jiaxian swallowed the last half of her words.
"I must know clearly what our relationship is." Pan Qiaomu said calmly, "Chen Jiaxian, I don't mind being used by others, but I mind being used by people I like." He raised his hand and pressed it gently In my own heart, "If I didn't like you, I wouldn't care at all. If I was just attracted to you, I wouldn't care either. But I found that I like you."
He looked at her steadily: "I am the most vulgar person. I admit that I really have feelings for you, so - I will not play desire games with you anymore. Because I will long for repayment. Because I'll mind."
Chen Jiaxian did not retreat any further. She looked down at her toes.
She is forced to face her own heart.
After a while, she finally chose to be honest: "Then you will be disappointed. Because I don't have the ability to repay you."
Pan Qiaomu immediately said: "No..."
Chen Jiaxian interrupted him. She still lowered her eyes, but her voice was sad and sober: "What you want - maximizing interests, complementing each other's advantages, and joining forces. A girl like me cannot do it."
Pan Qiaomu was silent for a long time and did not answer directly: "I will teach you. I will make you succeed."
Chen Jiaxian stared at her shoes.
The shoes were suede and were very old, with white tips. She saw the thin laces on Pan Qiaomu's leather shoes and the low-key silver luxury logo.
She whispered: "Then how are you going to teach me? Follow your arrangements, obey your guidance, and give you face and freedom, right?"
Pan Qiaomu hesitated. He chose to tell the truth: "Yes."
Chen Jiaxian asked: "If I accept you, how will you help me?"
Pan Qiaomu is a rational person. He was quick to provide solutions:
"You marry me, and I will help you with strategic liabilities. What you want to do requires a large amount of funds. After marriage, using my assets and reputation as leverage, we will use strategic liabilities to create a company. I will help you link investments Work with a team of lawyers to control the debt ratio. In a marriage protected by law, your goals and achievements will also be my goals and achievements. I will share 50% of the risks and glory with you, and we will be the most loyal partner."
Chen Jiaxian said: "This is the logic of business. You know my starting point is not business - when I do this with you, how much power do I have to make decisions?"
Pan Qiaomu didn't want to lie.
So he didn't answer.
So Chen Jiaxian knew that once capital was introduced, the direction of this matter would be the same as before: it would have nothing to do with her.
Chen Jiaxian asked again: "If I don't accept you, will you still help me?"
Pan Qiaomu said: "I will. Your vision can convince me, and when I see smart and hardworking people, I can't help but give you a hand. Of course, this does not mean that I am willing to continue to pay for you. No investment, no leverage, All I can do is 'pull a hand'."
Chen Jiaxian slowly raised her eyes, but all her courage was only enough to stare at Pan Qiaomu's buttons. So she looked at the tiny shell buttons, faintly flashing with a little bit of polarized light in the shadows of the corridor.
She could feel Pan Qiaomu's gaze covering her.
He forcefully asked her to choose.
And she was aching inside.
…
If my desires must be disciplined - by whom?
If my desires refused to be disciplined – what would happen to me?
…
Chen Jiaxian didn't know what she was about to experience.
But she knew exactly who she was and where her desires were directed.
"I will not be your reward." Her voice was low but firm.
Pan Qiaomu was silent for a long time. He said: "Have you thought clearly?"
Chen Jiaxian tried her best to remain silent.
Pan Qiaomu took two steps back.
"Okay." He said calmly.
"Please give me a hand." Chen Jiaxian said.
"I can." Pan Qiaomu held his heart, "But I can't help you for long. After completing the first phase of the Changlefang project, I will leave Zhuoxiu, which is expected to be in the middle of next year."
Chen Jiaxian was quiet for a while and said, "How can such a big thing as resignation be decided on the spur of the moment?"
Pan Qiaomu said rationally: "Because I will want to get close to you, and you will hurt me. I don't want to be hurt. There is a red line in my life to stop losses in time."
He stretched out his hand and patted her shoulder: "Print out your business plan and give me the paper version. Don't leave any electronic traces."
Chen Jiaxian found her voice.
She said dryly: "Or you should take a look first and then decide? What if this is a good project and worth working on for a long time?"
Pan Qiaomu said calmly: "Even if it is. But this is your goal, not mine. And I - I have my own way to go."
Lunch time came and the corridor became deserted.
Pan suddenly bent down, his eyes were very close to hers, and the tip of his nose almost touched the tip of hers. He asked gently: "Will you change yourself for me?"
Chen Jiaxian did not avoid it.
There were many emotions tumbling deep inside her, but she knew that her decision would not be influenced by her emotions.
"I can't," she said, "What about you?"
Pan Qiaomu smiled, his peach blossom eyes curled up, and the red moles at the corners of his eyes also curled up, just like the first time they met.
He and she only bumped into each other occasionally, and then separated, they were still strangers.
"Me neither." Pan Qiaomu said lightly, "We are the same."
In order to learn how to conceal her emotions, Chen Jiaxian practiced for a long time. She controlled herself and smiled slowly: "So, we have to say goodbye."
Pan Qiaomu also slowly smiled. He nodded: "It's not goodbye. It's never see you again."
He gently pushed her away and turned to leave.
"Bon voyage, Chen Jiaxian."
