Mr. Lu, Mr. Su is being coquettish again!

Lu Fang watched Su Nanqin's departing figure. His long, slender legs were encased in perfectly tailored suit trousers without a single wrinkle, and the well-tailored suit accentuated his upright waistline.

Who would have thought that this person would seriously say things like wanting him to hug him and acting cute last night? The more he thought about it, the more unbelievable it seemed.

Wei Chi called him and said there was a problem at the store and he needed to go back.

When he arrived at the store, he discovered that a batch of goods that had been sold was of substandard quality, causing construction problems and resulting in a heavy object falling and killing someone.

Lu Fang nearly dropped his phone: "What?"

He was so shocked he could hardly speak. He had opened his shop with loans, and this accident happened after only six months, almost costing him his life.

The shop isn't the most important thing; the death is the most troublesome. Lu Fang might end up in legal trouble.

After all that final effort, the bottom line they gave was a loss of three million, not a penny less.

Where did Lu Fang get so much money! Even buying him wouldn't be enough.

Unfortunately, the man died because of his goods.

He found it strange. He had carefully inspected the goods, and the person who took the lead was introduced by someone he knew. Why would a problem arise?

He couldn't help but wonder if someone was plotting against him. He knew this industry was murky, but he'd only been in it for a short time. If someone really was plotting against him, who could it be...?

He preferred to believe it was an accident.

Lu Fang turned around and sat on the chair at the store entrance, resting his hands on his knees. He rubbed his head listlessly, then reached for his bag, only to realize that he didn't actually smoke much, so he hadn't brought any.

Wei Chi stood by without daring to say a word. Seeing him take out his bag, he cleverly took out a cigarette and then a lighter to light it for him.

Lu Fang glanced at the person squatting in front of him, raised his hand and patted his head, his voice becoming even deeper from the smoke; "You've suffered following your brother."

Wei Chi is practically his younger brother; he's only twenty this year. He met Wei Chi at a bar when Wei Chi happened to be bullied and helped him out.

They kept calling him "brother" and when they heard he was going to be his own boss, they followed him around without even asking about his salary.

"Brother, I understand, why are you saying all this?" Wei Chi was a little embarrassed after being patted on the shoulder.

Lu Fang was awakened by the sudden switching on of the living room lights. The light was so bright that he squinted instinctively, looked up and waved his hand, and vaguely saw a tall figure in front of him.

He tried to blink, and when he regained his senses, he saw Su Nanqin standing in front of him, looking at him calmly.

"What, are you trying to scare me to death?" Lu Fang's tone was not good. When he first opened his eyes, he didn't realize where he was and subconsciously thought that a thief had broken into his house.

Su Nanqin casually tossed the documents onto the table in front of him and looked at him:

"This is the formal contract. It outlines your obligations during your employment, the compensation you are entitled to, and the breach of contract clauses for both parties. Take a look, and if there are no problems, you can sign it."

Lu Fang hadn't reacted yet, and looked at the other person with a smile: "What, does this mean you've agreed to join the company?"

"Are probation periods this short these days?" He casually flipped through the contract. There were quite a few obligations listed at the beginning, but the words hurt as soon as he looked at them. He turned directly to the page on compensation and found that it was twice as much as the compensation he had seen online.

"Giving me so much, you're not going to ask me to kill someone, are you, big boss?" Lu Fang tossed the contract back onto the sofa, leaned back, crossed one leg over the other, and looked up with a half-smile, teasingly remarking.

"I suggest you read through the contract requirements before deciding whether to ask me such a stupid question," Su Nanqin said seriously, showing no intention of responding.

Lu Fang genuinely found this person uninteresting. After thinking for a moment, he said, "I don't plan to sign for the time being."

Su Nanqin frowned, displeased.

No one has ever dared to negotiate with him.

"Why?" But he still asked, pretending to be polite.

"I just don't want to sign for the time being." Lu Fang didn't say why.

"You think the money isn't enough? I can add more." They even offered additional conditions.

Once the contract is signed, the person will be in his hands, and then he can do whatever he wants with them.

"Let's talk about it in a couple of days." Lu Fang was genuinely a bit tired. He sometimes had an escapist personality, and when there were too many things to do, he would want to put them off.

"Sign it, don't be ungrateful." Su Nanqin's good temper lasted no more than three seconds.

What did they take him for? Already annoyed, Lu Fang's temper flared up the moment he heard that tone: "I haven't even signed yet! What are you trying to pull? Let me tell you, unless I want to, no one who can order me around in this lifetime has ever been born!"

Lu Fang spent a lot of time hanging out in his youth, and his roguish nature isn't something that can be easily changed. Plus, he's been quite frustrated lately.

Su Nanqin was clearly uncomfortable with his constant use of traditional Chinese culture. He frowned and said, "Sign it, or you won't be leaving this room today."

Lu Fang knew there were bodyguards around the villa, but he really didn't expect Su Nanqin to play hardball with him.

However, Lu Fang was the type of person who wouldn't listen to threats: "You're threatening me? I won't sign today! Go ahead and try, let's see if your incompetent bodyguards are stronger, or if my fists are tougher!"

Lu Fang was all ready to go all out, but to his surprise, Su Nanqin looked at the contract on the table and suddenly softened his tone: "If you don't want to sign, then don't sign. I just want you to stay."

Su Nanqin knew that you couldn't deal with someone like Lu Fang by force; you had to be more charming and coquettish.

He pretended to be very aggrieved.

Then he went upstairs, very unhappy.

When Lu Fang walked to the door, he saw that the bodyguards who had been outside when he arrived were now blocking the doorway. They knew that Su Nanqin was sick, and they disliked him but wanted to keep him here.

He had no desire to confront them head-on, so he turned around, went back to the living room, picked up the contract on the table, and slammed it back down with a loud bang.

He turned and went to the "bedroom" that Su Nanqin had provided for him. After taking a shower, he lay on the bed, and his thoughts inevitably drifted to one side again. He thought about his shop, the three million, and Su Nanqin's domineering attitude.

When you have too many upsetting things on your mind, your brain gets all confused. It's almost 1 a.m., and Lu Fang has been rolling around in bed for ages without being able to fall asleep.

There was a knock at the door. Lu Fang thought he had misheard, so he propped himself up on his arm and listened carefully. There was no sound, so he thought he must have misheard.

He hadn't been lying down for long when he heard another series of loud thumping sounds, a little louder than before. He got up and opened the door.

Su Nanqin stood at his door wearing black silk pajamas, her expression natural, showing no remorse for disturbing his sleep.

Lu Fang was genuinely furious and didn't understand what the other person was trying to do. He yelled, "What are you trying to do?!"

Su Nanqin glanced down at her slippers, then looked up to meet his gaze. She blinked, her expression still somewhat innocent, but her words came out like a child's pleading: "Lu Fang, don't be angry. I didn't mean to be mean to you just now."