Chapter 22

Qin Lang's family has been online for several days in a row recently. Su Yirou has no face to go out, and the company hasn't been there for several days.

In addition, Qin Lang was recently forbidden to enter the hotel and squatted at home. Fortunately, news came from the hospital, and he didn't match the children. He was so happy that he almost jumped up. Fortunately, he didn't match.

After he min's abuse, more and more people pay attention to it. Unexpectedly, when it's matched, surgery can be performed in the near future.

She called Song Jin and specifically told her the operation time.

Song Jin hung up, in the heart more silk comfort, also can be regarded as an accident to do a good thing.

In the last two days, she began to find a designer and was busy decorating the facade. Lu Nancheng learned that she didn't know it at all. At night, they worked together in the study. He was reading the documents. Song Jin took a calculator to calculate the accounts. A piece of A4 paper was full of money. How much money would it take for a new store to officially open.

The more she looked at the frown, the more severe it was. At last, she looked at the number above in disbelief and decided to continue to calculate it again.

Lu Nancheng leans behind the big class table, and her eyes pass her frown. Recently, she is busy opening a shop and doing business, and she is not eating and drinking everywhere, so she started eating and drinking to open a shop in the later period. So the main purpose of her return to imperial city is to open a shop and do business? By the way, marry him?

Song jinsuan's devotion didn't notice Lu Nancheng approaching. The man's tall body leans against the table, and his slender fingers suddenly take out the paper under the pen.

She is busy to rob, but he steps back, sharp eyes quickly swept, throw to her again.

"Want to open a chain store in Imperial City?"

Song Jin knew that she couldn't hide it from him, so she nodded: "well, now I have this plan."

"How much do you have?"

This problem is tantamount to stepping on her pain. She doesn't have much money now, maybe only enough to open a few stores, and she has no working capital.

"That's all."

She was distressed to draw a figure, Lu Nancheng sneer.

"It's too little. It's not enough. If you play around and don't want to expand, it doesn't matter."

Song Jin is deep in thought. She is quite serious. She not only opens a shop in Imperial City, but also opens a chain store all over the country after it is stable.

She looks at Lu Nancheng who purses the corner of her mouth. If she asks him to borrow it, is it OK?

She felt her chin and looked at him carefully. When she was impatient to see him, she slowly said, "Lu Nancheng, have you ever considered taking a share?"

Lu Nancheng sneered again, thin lips a hook, face is very cold: "sorry, I'm not interested."

He left a few words, people have quickly out of the study, Song Jin helpless, had to give up.

She struggled for several days under the pressure of lack of funds. In order to continue to expand the store, she once again talked to Lu Nancheng. However, this time, instead of looking for him at home, she went directly to the company.

She called Xiao Yi downstairs in the company, and was welcomed upstairs by him in fear all the way.

Lu group she came once, familiar into the Lu Nancheng office.

Compared with the study at home, his office is particularly bright and spacious, with large French windows, elegant and modern. The light outside the window penetrates through the glass, increasing the brightness but not increasing the heat. He is dressed in a capable professional suit, sitting straight behind the big desk, and his eyes sweep her with interest.

Song Jin walks up in her high-heeled shoes, pulls the chair opposite him and turns it twice happily. Her eyes scan his office, bookshelves, wine cabinets, golf balls, cupboards and even the kitchen.

"Make a long story short."

Lu Nancheng was not surprised by her arrival. She had no choice but to come to him.

Song Jin respectfully put his recently written contract in front of him. Lu Nancheng opened his eyes and pushed it back calmly.

"Mrs. Lu, I said I'm not interested in buying shares."

She was surprised: "don't you all look at the proportion of shares I give you?"

Lu Nancheng laughed: "I'm a businessman. I have more insurance and higher profit projects than you. Why should I invest in you?"

Song Jin was asked speechless, half - ring murmur mouth: "those are outsiders, I am your wife ah."

Lu Nancheng's smile is bigger, his hands ring his chest and look down: "Song Jin, are you coming to make fun of me?"

“……”

"You don't know about our relationship?"

The nominal marriage is fragile. How can Song Jin not be clear? Her eyes are dim.

"Lu Nancheng, do you really stop thinking about it?"

She is struggling in the end. Lu Nancheng sees her face and eyes in her dark eyes. Her slim fingers pick the contract and take it back slowly.

He silently appreciated for a long time, see her frustrated ready to go back, suddenly took out the contract from the drawer and threw it in front of her, Song Jin was stunned, but quickly opened.

"Although it's not possible to talk about a share, we can talk about something else."

She flipped through the documents and saw the amount of money with a slight jump in the corner of her eyes. She didn't know that the three-year marriage was worth so much money."Song Jin, now I have a chance to put it in front of you."

"Lu Nancheng, you are very generous. One hundred million in three years."

"Yes, three years later you offered to divorce."

Song Jin knows that Lu Nancheng is not willing to get married, but because of the engagement many years ago, he has to agree to it. But at the same time, for her emotional freedom, she makes the worst choice. Three years later, she asks her to divorce on her own initiative.

She back and forth of turn over a document, Lu Nancheng Mou Guang tightly falls on her body, Song Jin suddenly took a breath to close.

"How do you know that I would agree that if I don't get divorced all my life, it would be more valuable to sit in my wife's seat."

Lu Nancheng's eyes tightened, and the sharp light swept her smiling face. Her eyebrows curved and her red lips rose slightly, as if she was a little more proud.

He raised his hand and took the contract, looking very casual: "whatever you want, if you don't divorce, you will cry in the future."

"Even if it's crying, I'll take my wife's seat, won't I? I'll live in a luxury house, take a luxury car, and have bodyguards in and out. I'll be satisfied all my life."

Lu Nancheng's face turns black in an instant, and her whole body exudes a cold air. Song Jin secretly smiles in her heart. Her words just now may just hit his heart and make him angry.

"Lu Nancheng, do you have someone you like?"

"I will never forget that I am married."

"Yes, I won't forget, but we still have to love each other for three years. After three years, let's go our own way."

"Come on, let's have a good cooperation," she said with a smile

Lu Nancheng looked at her cunning smile, heart unexpectedly inexplicably more silk wave, raised his hand to hold her white fingers.

"Happy cooperation."