Mr. Mu, stop bullying Professor Jian.

Jian Zhinian exhaled a breath of hot air, covered his head and found the medicine box, but found that there was no antipyretic medicine. After sitting for a while, he put on some clothes and planned to go to the pharmacy next door to buy some.

As soon as I went out, several messages came on my phone.

Ding dong ding dong, one after another.

He opened it and was a little surprised. Next to the little red dot on WeChat was the name "Song Liangjie".

Ever since he declined Song Liangjie's invitation to dinner last time, Song Liangjie has not contacted him again.

Jian Zhinian thought Song Liangjie already understood what he meant. In the adult world, some things should be said only when they are said properly.

Jian Zhinian pressed the elevator button and casually clicked on the message. There were a few sentences, a picture and an address. He clicked it, rubbed his brows, and went back to the room to get the car keys.

I didn't expect that Song Liangjie would get involved in the affairs of the Mu Group.

It’s easy to guess why Jian Zhinian did it.

He actually got involved with such a bad peach blossom...

Jian Zhinian had a gloomy face and drove straight to the restaurant where Song Liangjie had an appointment.

It was still early in the morning, not yet time for lunch, and when Jian Zhinian walked into the luxurious and low-key restaurant, there were only a few service staff inside.

The layout of the restaurant is high-end. There is a piano on the small stage in the center of the hall. Even if it is not meal time, there will be a girl in a white dress playing elegantly on it.

A soothing and romantic tune, passionate and joyful.

However, the girl who was playing the piano actually covered her eyes with a piece of black satin...

Jian Zhinian didn't understand this strange taste and method, and didn't plan to stay any longer.

The lighting in the restaurant was just the right amount, romantic and secretive. Jian Zhinian saw Song Liangjie, dressed like a gentleman in a light-colored suit, by a floor-to-ceiling window.

"I ordered some tea and snacks. What do you want to drink? The jasmine tea in this restaurant is good."

The moment Song Liangjie saw Jian Zhinian, his eyes lit up. He did not stand up, but handed over the menu after Jian Zhinian sat down opposite him.

Jian Zhinian didn't answer it and said to the waiter next to him, "Hello, give me a glass of boiled water."

Inside the restaurant, an unknown scent of incense was burning. It was light and not pungent, but gave people a charming illusion.

Jian Zhinian really doesn't like this kind of environment and atmosphere.

He looked at Song Liangjie, smiling lightly and with a hint of alienation, and said directly: "Mr. Song, if you have any conditions, why not tell me directly? If I can give them to you, we will have a pleasant cooperation."

"If I can't give it to you, you should just go find Mu Qingyuan directly."

Song Liangjie took a sip of red tea. He didn't expect Jian Zhinian to be so impatient.

"Zhi Nian, don't be so formal. Didn't you agree to call me 'Ajie' last time? We haven't seen each other for a long time. It's not easy for us to sit together. What's the point of just talking about cooperation? How about talking about something else?"

Song Liangjie at this moment gave a completely different feeling from the last time he was at the Tianmu Shopping Mall.

There is a hint of hidden darkness in his self-conceit.

Jian Zhinian is a pure person, and he believes in group chemistry. He has never had such a person around him before, and a hint of resistance could be seen between his brows.

However, Song Liangjie holds 5% of the shares of Mu Group and uses this to invite him to a gathering.

Along the way, he thought of many ways to buy the shares held by Song Liangjie, but he could not gather enough funds...

If he can talk it out, then he will.

If the negotiation fails, Mu Qingyuan will have to deal with the issue of Mu’s stock himself.

"Mr. Song, what do you want to talk about?"

The waiter put down the boiled water, and Jian Zhinian held it in his hand, taking a sip from time to time to moisten his throat and dry lips and tongue.

"How about we talk about feelings?"

Song Liangjie put down the jasmine tea in his hand, placed his arms on the tea table, leaned forward, and moved towards Jian Zhinian.

The target market of this restaurant is high-end couples. The tables are not very big, so the distance between two people can be shortened if they get closer.

Jian Zhinian leaned back in his chair without leaving any trace and said, "Mr. Song, I have a boyfriend, and I have no intention of changing my mind."

Song Liangjie curled his lips and said, "I know you have a boyfriend, and I know his name is Mu Qingyuan, otherwise you wouldn't have specially purchased such a shabby stock of Mu's."

Jian Zhinian's face darkened, his voice no longer gentle, and he said, "Mr. Song specially asked me to come here. If you have anything to say, you can just say it directly. I am not good at beating around the bush."

Song Liangjie didn't seem surprised by Jian Zhinian's behavior. Instead, a strange desire to conquer him emerged in his eyes. "

"Zhi Nian is indeed a straightforward person! Then I will be frank. I can transfer this 5% of the shares to Mu Qingyuan at a low price. The condition is--"

"Jian Zhinian, how about you accompany me for one night?"

Song Liangjie said this without blushing or breathing hard, as if he had made this request countless times.

He continued shamelessly: "I didn't think about being with you forever, but the nightmares from my youth have troubled me for too many years. I can't sleep or eat well if I don't get you."

"Jian Zhinian, I have been dreaming of someone like you for too long!"

It seemed like the sanctimonious gentleman finally took off his hypocritical disguise, revealing his greedy and lustful face, shameless and dirty.

Jian Zhinian smiled, and it was the first time his smile was so cold.

"Mr. Song, are you sure I won't dare to speak out by exposing your true nature like this?"

Song Liangjie raised his eyebrows, confident and arrogant, and said: "This restaurant is run by the Song family. Even if you want to make it public, I'm afraid you can't."

"In H City and K University, you may still have some power, but Zhinian, you have no foundation at all in S City. From what I know, there may be some old grudges between you and Mu Qingyuan, and the relationship between you is not so unbreakable."

"If you are willing to follow me, I will naturally not treat you unfairly, but if you are unwilling, I would like to have a taste of the melon and get rid of the obsession in my heart."

It was the first time that Jian Zhinian heard someone express dirty and shameless thoughts so shamelessly and openly.

He felt itchy holding the boiled water in his hand, and couldn't help it any longer, so Jian Zhinian stood up and poured it on Song Liangjie...

However, the moment he stood up, Jian Zhinian’s eyes blurred.

Are you dizzy due to fever?

The glass in his hand fell, hitting the soft carpet with a dull thud, but no one heard it.

Jian Zhinian leaned his hands on the dining table, his whole body seemed unusually weak, which shocked him.

He studied chemistry...

"What did you put in the water?"

It is unlikely that the psychedelic drugs on the market are colorless and tasteless, which is why he chose boiled water. Could it be that he didn't notice the bitterness in his mouth because of the fever?

He was not without guard against Song Liangjie.

Song Liangjie stood up gracefully, stretched out his hand to cover the back of Jian Zhinian's hand on the table, and said with a smile: "A small amount of psychedelic potion, and... a strong and passionate incense..."

"I brought this potion back from abroad, Jian Zhinian, I took great pains to get it for you!"