After my death, the Nanyang prince committed suicide for love

The helicopter returned to Nanyang and landed directly on the top floor of Shen Xunzhou's company.

The Kaiyuan Real Estate logo with large characters stands on the top floor.

Shen Xunzhou got off the helicopter in a hurry.

"Let Jiang Ge take you back? I have an urgent meeting to attend."

While standing on the top floor waiting for the elevator, Shen Xunzhou's questioning voice sounded beside him.

Wen Jin refused: "No, I can go back by myself."

The man's brows tightened slightly: "I'll ask Zhou Jin to postpone the meeting and send you back."

Wen Jin:.............He doesn’t think I’m having a bad temper, does he?

Seeing Shen Xunzhou about to take out his phone to make a call, Wen Jin grabbed his wrist and said, "Just let Jiang Ge take me there."

Shen Xunzhou stared at her, as if trying to read some emotion from her eyes.

As a result, she looked calm and had no emotions at all.

Only then did he look at Jiang Ge with relief: "Send Miss Wen back home safely."

"Don't worry, young master, I promise to complete the mission."

Wen Jin was sent to the community parking lot by Jiang Ge.

When she was about to get on the elevator, someone called her, "Miss Wen, our young master asked me to give it to you."

"what?"

"They said it was tea and some tea sets given by a partner. They are not valuable items."

"No, I don't need it," Wen Jin refused. The things given by Shen Xunzhou's partners must be exquisite and expensive. If you take them out to buy, they will be out of stock.

Giving it to her would be a waste of resources.

In my previous life, I once went to a car to get something for him. When I opened the trunk of the third car behind, I saw that it was filled with beautifully packaged gift boxes, cigarettes, alcohol, tea, and some tea sets made in private kilns.

From the outer packaging, you can't tell the brand.

It is tightly wrapped with layers of off-white rice paper.

There are policies prohibiting illegal eating and drinking and lavish banquets.

There is a solution: remove the packaging of all things and only look at the inside, not the appearance. The value of this gift will not change whether you give it or receive it.

For a natural born businessman like Shen Xunzhou, most of the time people give him things as gifts.

And 90% of the things in his trunk were spent on eating and drinking.

Many things are easier to talk about if you are having fun over a meal.

When it comes to interpersonal relationships, Wen Jin learned at least 80% from Shen Xunzhou in his previous life, if not 100%.

There are certain rules for how to give gifts, what to give, and when to give gifts.

Seeing that the man refused, Jiang Ge scratched the back of his head helplessly and said, "Miss Wen, if you don't accept it, I will be at a loss!"

Wen Jin didn't want to argue, so he took the gift, took it upstairs, and ordered takeout.

As I came out of the shower, the takeaway was delivered.

While tidying up, he prepared to put all the things Shen Xunzhou had given him into the empty guest room.

Just as it was put into the cabinet, a box of tea was not placed firmly and fell down.

Suddenly, with a rustling sound, bundles of Mao Zedong's banknotes fell at my feet.

Wen Jin:............

Fuck!

Just say why it is so heavy when you lift it.

She lifted her hit foot, shook her instep, limped to get her phone, took a photo, found Shen Xunzhou's WeChat and sent it out.

exclamation mark??????

"Did I block him?"

"When did this happen?"

Wen Jin walked to the bed and sat down, opened the text message, entered his number, and sent a photo.

No wonder she remembered Shen Xunzhou's number.

It’s really because the memories of my previous life are so profound that I know them by heart.

She has been reborn, so why didn't she forget what she should forget?

Wen Jin held the phone in his hand and showed no intention of replying. He closed the door and prepared to catch up on his sleep.

I almost died after not sleeping for a night.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Wen Jin was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

I picked it up and saw a familiar number jumping on the screen, so I reached out to pick it up.

"It's me," the man's deep voice spoke from the other side, and from time to time, voices of people could be heard nearby.

"I know, go ahead," Wen Jin had just woken up and turned over on the bed with his cell phone in hand.

"Did I wake you up?" Shen Xunzhou asked, and then said, "I just finished a meeting. My phone was in my secretary's hand, and I just saw your message."

Is she going to explain?

Do you mean to give an explanation for everything?

Why didn’t I have this awareness in my previous life?

"Well," Wen Jin smoothed his hair and sat on the bed: "Things?"

"I have an interview soon and can't postpone it. I'll let Jiang Ge come and get the things. You keep the money and just give him the box."

Wen Jin was puzzled: "Why?"

Perhaps realizing that his tone was not right, Wen Jin tried to make amends: "I mean, what's the point?"

"It was a gift from the director of the Chengxi Community. Recently, the company was developing the land in Chengxi, and there were unpleasant things with many parties. He gave the gift either for profit or to cheat the company. If it was ordinary tea, it would be fine, but money cannot be accepted."

"Don't have the intention to harm others, but be on guard against others. The things must be sent back intact."

Wen Jin nodded: "I understand, let Jiang Ge get it."

"Take the money too. I didn't touch it, in case someone marked it or something."

Shen Xunzhou's emotions fluctuated slightly after hearing Wen Jin's words: "Wen Jin."

The latter was silent for a moment before he hummed.

“WeChat, can you bring me back?”

Wen Jin: ........ "I'll consider it."

After saying that, seeing that he had no intention of hanging up the phone, Wen Jin said again: "I haven't slept well yet."

"Jiang Ge is at the door. Give him the things and you can continue to sleep."

Wen Jin took out a short-sleeved shirt from the closet and put it on, then opened the door and motioned Jiang Ge to come in.

"Just give me the things, and I won't go in."

"Come in!" Wen Jin didn't say any extra words.

She pushed open the door of the guest room and motioned for him to come in.

When Jiang Ge saw the scattered Mao Zedong portraits on the ground, he thought, no wonder he was allowed in!

"Clean up yourself and close the door after you're done,"

"Let me clean up by myself??"

"You still need my help with such a small thing?"

Jiang Ge chuckled: "What I mean is, aren't you afraid that I will rob your house?"

"Look at my house, it's empty, what is there to steal?"

"That's right," Jiang Ge took a look and muttered, "It's really lame."

"I'll go back to my young master's place and steal some goodies for you."

"I can't bear it," Wen Jin said, and went into the bedroom. He remembered the shirt and handkerchief from last time, packed them up and handed them to Jiang Ge: "Take them back to Shen Xunzhou."

"Good good."

Their young master must be so happy? ??

Jiang Ge returned the things to the director of the Development Office and happily took the things to Shen Xunzhou.

The other party had just come out of an interview in the reception room and was now taking off his coat.

"what?"

"Miss Wen asked me to give it to you."

Shen Xunzhou looked down, and when he saw the shirt inside, his face darkened: "Who asked you to answer it?"