After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

Shen Xunzhou stood up and left the desk. The person who hung up the phone looked cheerful, as if he had just had a sweet love affair.

Knew it!

If you are full of water, please drink!

Otherwise, how can we say that love makes people sweet?

Even during meetings, he would just brush aside the stupid things that several CEOs in the conference room did.

In the evening, Wen Jin took a taxi to the club, a private teahouse along the river.

Li Hui seemed to be very good at finding such secluded and quiet places. If Wen Jin had not been to many such places in his previous life, he would have been shocked again and again.

In the box, the man was twisting the jade ring on his finger and looking at Wen Jin lazily.

He stared at her like a wild beast about to devour its prey.

"President Wen has raised a capable daughter."

Wen Qiyun was asked this question out of nowhere and was a little overwhelmed, as if he didn't know what was going on.

On the contrary, it was Wen Jin who picked up the teapot and refilled Li Hui's tea. It was not a problem to be humble when asking for help.

She would not be like those young men in their early twenties who would bankrupt their family's decades-long business in one go.

"Please forgive me, Mr. Li."

"So, Miss Wen has admitted it?" Li Hui's eyes were unfathomable.

Wen Jin looked straight at him, his face calm and unperturbed: "Whether it's me or not, Mr. Li will think it's me. Instead of arguing with him and making him unhappy, it's better to follow his mind."

"Miss Wen is very eloquent."

"Does Mr. Shen know?"

Wen Jin's smile remained unchanged. He picked up his teacup and took a sip of tea. "Boss Li, there's no need to take it out on me if you're upset with Boss Shen."

"It's not like a capable man to make things difficult for a woman."

Splash——Li Hui picked up the cup of water in front of him and splashed it on Wen Jin's face.

The tea made a mess on her lightly made-up face.

"Mr. Li, you........." Wen Qiyun wanted to get angry, but Wen Jin grabbed the back of his hand.

He freed one hand and took out a tissue to wipe the tea stains on his face: "Is Mr. Li no longer angry? Can we get down to business now?"

From the moment Wen Jin came in and acted like this until now, four words popped up in Li Hui's mind: capable of great responsibilities.

Be able to endure, dare to advance and retreat, and keep calm.

Even if you slap her in the face, she can still respond to you with a smile.

If such a woman enters the business world in the future, she will be a strong competitor.

"Ms. Wen is really able to endure," Li Hui said in a sarcastic tone.

"I can't help it," Wen Jin threw away the tissue in his hand, "I need help from others."

Li Hui waved his hand, signaling the lawyer who was reviewing the documents behind him to take the documents, opened them and handed them to Wen Jin: "Ms. Wen, I hope you can always remember that you are the one who needs help."

In this case, the lawyers of both parties have reviewed the documents in advance, and they can sign the contract directly after confirming that they are correct on site.

"Of course!" Wen Jin took out a pen from her bag, unscrewed it and handed it to Wen Qiyun.

Li Hui leaned over the tea table slightly, stopped Wen Qiyun's movements, took the pen from his hand, and cast a sharp gaze on Wen Jin: "You sign."

"I am not in the company's management and cannot make decisions."

"You can be!" Li Hui looked at her and spoke word by word, his eyes oppressive: "Isn't it?"

Asking Wen Jin to sign means that she will bear half the risk. Li Hui is forcing Wen Jin to go to the guillotine.

Wen Qiyun tried to mediate: "Boss Li, this is indeed inappropriate."

"Oh!" Li Hui responded nonchalantly, "Then I won't sign it."

After saying that, he pretended to take the document away, but Wen Jin held him back: "What does Mr. Li mean?"

"Ms. Wen, sign it. If there is any problem, I can ask Shen Xunzhou to cover it."

"If Premier Wen signs and something goes wrong, I will have to work hard to resolve the issue through legal means. Between one sentence and mobilizing the entire legal department, which one would a normal person choose, Ms. Wen?"

"We are us, and Shen Xunzhou is Shen Xunzhou," Wen Jin said with a scorching gaze, refusing to admit defeat.

"Without Shen Xunzhou, you wouldn't be able to see me. Do I need to remind you? The products produced by Qiyun Equipment are notoriously rubbish in the industry. There is no quality and no after-sales service. Just ask the entire medical industry and heavy industry companies who dare to use your equipment."

"If there is any problem in a medical enterprise or a heavy industry enterprise, human lives will be at stake. Miss Wen, no one will care whether there is a traitor in your family. People only care about their own interests."

Li Hui's words just now emphasized the word "garbage". He slowly straightened his bent body and stared at Wen Qiyun. His words were cold and ruthless, yet also lethal: "Let's take a step back and say that Mr. Wen doesn't know people well. I doubt your ability."

"There is an old Chinese saying that goes, 'When flowers and willows are dense, only the ability to push them away is a skill.'"

"Premier Wen is bound by family ties, so how can he have any real ability?"

Wen Jin slowly tightened her fingertips pressing on the document, and her pink nails gradually turned white due to the force.

Li Hui is right.

No one dares to use the Wen family's equipment.

Because of Zhao Ming's outrageous operations and cutting corners, they have been blacklisted in the industry.

"Do you think that if Shen Xunzhou hadn't been the guarantor, I would have taken over this mess?"

"Let's go," Li Hui didn't want to get entangled with Wen Jin and the others, and glanced at the secretary standing next to him.

Prepare to leave.

"I sign."

Wen Jin looked at Li Hui and spoke again, word by word: "I'll sign."

pat!

Li Hui threw the pen in front of Wen Jin.

He raised his chin and motioned for her to sign.

Wen Jin was afraid that the other party would go back on his word, so he unscrewed the pen and confidently wrote his name on the document.

The document was handed to Li Hui, who sneered and signed his name.

Both parties left the teahouse.

Wen Jin watched Li get into the car. Before the car started and left, Li Hui rolled down the window and looked at Wen Jin: "Miss Wen, do you know what you look like now?"

"what?"

"A female ghost who was forced to her death with no choice," Li Hui pronounced the word "female ghost" very clearly.

Wen Jin was stunned, and responded unwillingly: "Really? As a human being, he can even force a female ghost to the point of being killed. It seems that he is not a good person."

After saying that, Wen Jin turned and left.

Li Hui sat in the car and looked at Wen Jin who was sitting on the side of the road, his hands tapping on the steering wheel from time to time.

Then, the corners of his lips rose slightly, and a cold and murderous aura came to his face.

He stepped on the accelerator and approached Wen Jin who was standing on the roadside.