Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

His face looked a little conflicted. He didn't understand the matter of cooperation, but reading faces was his forte. If he told the truth, the cooperation might not be possible.

"Wife, this may sound a little unbelievable, but I'm telling the truth. There's something wrong with that person."

"Have you noticed? His complexion is very abnormal, and his temperature is wrong. I just checked and found that his heartbeat has stopped."

Qin Wushuang's eyes widened in disbelief, "What? How is this possible? A person is dead without a heartbeat, how can he walk and talk so naturally?"

Su Chen also knew that it would be hard for people to believe what he said, so he sighed and said, "Wife, if that person dies after signing the contract, will the Qin family suffer a great loss?"

"... Generally speaking, within three days of signing the contract, the 1 billion yuan must be transferred, and Qin will own 40% of the other party's shares."

"If the chairman dies, Sennheiser's stock will inevitably plummet. Song Qizhou is the founder of the research and development of intelligent robots. Without him, there would be no way to continue the research."

"Then Qin will not only lose 1 billion, but also have to make subsequent investments. If they don't invest, it will all be wasted, and if they do invest, it will be a bottomless pit..."

As Qin Wushuang spoke, he began to feel a little uneasy.

Su Chen's fortune-telling has never been wrong. If it is true, then why did Senhai refuse to give in before, but suddenly agreed to cooperate with Qin? Is there a conspiracy behind it?

Now that he thought about it, there was something wrong with Senhai's attitude. He looked around to see if there was anyone around, then put his arms around his neck and whispered.

"I understand what you mean. Before signing the contract tomorrow, I will take the person to the hospital for a checkup. If there is really a problem, then the contract cannot be signed."

Su Chen nodded and felt relieved to see that she believed him.

"Okay, then I'll go with you tomorrow. If he uses any evil magic, I can see through it, right?"

Qin Wushuang nodded, kissed him on the cheek, and softened his tone: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Achen."

"No, Qin is good at making me live comfortably. If I were to be dragged into this trouble, I wouldn't have a good life either."

"Pfft, stop talking nonsense and go back quickly."

After the banquet, Qin Wushuang did not go back to the villa directly, but went directly to the company and began to look through Senhai's information, financial statements, etc.

Su Chen waited quietly by the side and was busy until twelve o'clock in the evening. Looking at the tired person, he stood up and walked over, putting his hand on her shoulder and massaging it.

"How about it, did you find something wrong?"

"The financial statements are real. There is indeed a shortage of capital chain. Otherwise, they would not seek financing. The problem is the medical examination report. Take a look at these."

Qin Wushuang pointed at the date and said softly, "The examination report from half a year ago showed that Director Song had myocarditis, and the data from each follow-up examination is also available."

"But these few suddenly have no myocarditis data. And they are very frequent, almost once a month. The dates here are very clear."

Su Chen nodded and said softly, "It's too deliberate. It seems like you're trying to cover up something and it only makes it more obvious."

"Well, I was so focused on the transformation that I neglected the details. Mornhai's attitude last month was not the same as it is now."

"This month, their attitude changed drastically. Normally, discussions about cooperation would take at least a month or two to finish, but they actually agreed to all the conditions I offered."

Qin Wushuang wrote and drew on the paper. The more she thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong. She didn't believe in luck. Many times, luck might be a big pit.

Su Chen put his arm around her waist from behind and said tiredly, "Wife, are you tired? Why don't we rest here tonight?"

"That's fine. Go take a shower and rest. I need to think about it."

"Well, I'll wash first and come down to accompany you later."

Late at night, when everyone was asleep, the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms. Qin Wushuang was very sleepy, but he was thinking about something and couldn't fall asleep. He reached out and poked the person next to him.

"Achen, are you asleep?"

"Well, I fell asleep. My wife is okay."

When Qin Wushuang heard his words, the serious expression on his face relaxed a little. He buried himself in his arms, his face against his chest, listening to his pounding heart.