Woman 30: I regained my life after divorce

Xiao Song's mind was in turmoil.

"Brother Qian, let me think about it some more."

Xiao Song was very hesitant and extremely conflicted.

Her current goal is to win over Bai Yunchuan, drive away Zhou Xinyao, and live a bright future without worrying about money.

A new choice has appeared before him, and Xiao Song is at a loss for what to do.

Qian San's meaning was clear: he was offering to send someone over to work and pay a high salary, but wasn't he just after Xiao Song?

In the end, it will only evolve into a deal that satisfies both parties.

Qian San wanted people, while Xiao Song wanted money.

Qian San continued driving, answering casually.

"It's okay, no rush. I have plenty of time. You can contact me anytime you've thought it through. I welcome you to come anytime."

While the two were talking, Qian San had already returned to his residential area according to the navigation.

At this time, the moving company's truck had not yet arrived, and it looked like it would take some time before it arrived.

"Brother Qian, let's wait here for a while."

Xiao Song suggested that she didn't want to go to Qian San's house early without anyone else present, which would mean that it would just be her and Qian San alone in the room.

A man and a woman alone under one roof, especially with an older man like Qian San in front of them, Xiao Song felt a strong sense of resistance.

What good is money? If you're not good-looking, it's all for nothing.

Qian San was completely unaware of what was happening. He didn't agree to Xiao Song's suggestion, but instead took Xiao Song's hand and said with a smile.

"Oh dear, the sunlight outside is too strong. You, such a beautiful woman, can't be exposed to the sun. I think we should go back to my house first. I'll show you my personal collection."

Before Xiao Song could refuse, Qian San grabbed Xiao Song's hand and headed straight for his home.

As expected of a wealthy man, Qian San's house was a small villa with a garden. Although it only had two floors, the area inside far exceeded Xiao Song's imagination.

Upon entering the first floor, Xiao Song couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

Wow, what a luxurious renovation!

Qian San listened to Xiao Song's praise with great satisfaction, his male pride swelling to an extreme degree.

Qian San led Xiao Song through each room, and finally brought him to the most important room in the house, the collection room.

"Liu Liu, look, this is my private room."

Qian San stood shoulder to shoulder with Xiao Song, pointing ahead and demonstrating to Xiao Song one by one.

In the end, Xiao Song is just an ordinary person who works as a caregiver in a hospital or a nanny in an employer's home. He has never seen so many collectibles before.

For a moment, Xiao Song's eyes were dazzled, and he didn't know which one to look at first.

"Brother Qian, these things must have cost a lot of money, right? Judging from the number in this room, there must be at least a hundred."

Qian San is a collector who likes to collect all kinds of things, with the aim of one day doubling the value of his collection.

Any item with a history can fetch a good price if it is well preserved.

Qian San was full of pride and displayed his wealth and status in front of Xiao Song.

"It didn't cost much money. All in all, it was just under 100 million."

Part of the money came from the demolition compensation of Qian San's house, and another part came from the profits of his company.

Money can never be exhausted. Even now, after transferring money to Zhou Xinyao, Qian San doesn't have many coins left in his wallet.

To save face, Qian San had no intention of telling Xiao Song the truth that he had no money in his pocket.

Qian San believed that as long as he sold some of his family's collectibles, his wallet would soon be bulging again.

Xiao Song stared in shock, her eyes wide with disbelief.

Spending 100 million yuan to buy these collectibles in front of you is simply insane!

Looking at the items in the room, Xiao Song looked at Qian San as if he were a complete idiot.

He thought Qian San was a sucker, but Xiao Song said the opposite.

"Brother Qian, you're really rich. The things in this house are obviously not ordinary. It must be fate that these things were bought by you."

No matter how much you dislike Qian San, you can't deny the fact that he is indeed rich.

Xiao Song lowered his eyes, his thoughts drifting away as he pondered Qian San's suggestion in the car.

"Brother Qian, can you really offer me a salary of 70,000 yuan?"

In the end, Xiao Song succumbed to reality and tentatively asked a question.

Qian San raised an eyebrow, overjoyed, his lips curving into a wide smile, and nodded repeatedly.

"Would your brother Qian lie to you? Your salary will be deposited into your bank account on time every month, and there are many other benefits. Coming here will definitely make you live a life of luxury and happiness."

Seeing that Xiao Song was showing some signs of relenting, Qian San quickly extended an olive branch, trying to completely attract Xiao Song's attention.

Nobody dislikes money; if you don't, just add a little more!

"Liu Liu, just come. If you're worried that Zhou Xinyao won't let you go, I'll talk to her later. I'm sure she'll give me face."

Qian San patted his protruding belly and stared at Xiao Song with great confidence, as if he were about to devour her.

Xiao Song was still hesitant, mainly because Qian San was too old. Once he joined Qian San's company, he would inevitably encounter Qian San's groping and other irreparable situations.

After much deliberation, Xiao Song decided to agree to Qian San's request, but he wouldn't go immediately.

"Brother Qian, I can come to your place, but I have one request, and I hope you can agree to it."

Upon hearing this, Qian San's eyes lit up instantly, his face full of anticipation.

"What are your requirements? Tell me, and I'll definitely agree as long as you come to my company."

Qian San was overjoyed; now he had a wife to settle down with.

Xiao Song took a step back, keeping his distance from Qian San, and then spoke.

"After all, I have a master-servant relationship with the Madam's family, and I can't just quit like that. I need to give the Madam and her family some transition time."

“I will continue working for Madam for a month. When the time is up, I will come to your place, Brother Qian. What do you think?”

Xiao Song's words actually had his own ulterior motives.

A month isn't a long time, but it's enough for Xiao Song to make his mark alongside Zhou Xinyao.

Qian San was unaware of Xiao Song's intentions and genuinely believed that Xiao Song was dragging it out for a month in order to perfectly leave Zhou Xinyao's side.

Without much thought, Qian San readily gave his answer.

"Alright, alright, how could your brother Qian not agree to Liu Liu's request?"

"I'll give you a month, and then I'll come pick you up."

Qian San stared intently at Xiao Song, rubbing his hands together, full of anticipation...