The cell phone he threw on the bed did not ring anymore. His footsteps paused at the bathroom door, and then his thin lips curled up a self-deprecating curve.

Mo Junhao, it’s better to be sober. At least when you are awake, you won’t expect her to call you.

Although I told myself this in my heart, my deep blue eyes still inadvertently slid across my faint loss.

He moved his footsteps toward the cabinet. He picked up the medicine box above, took out gauze and wound medicine, and bandaged his hand that was cut by glass fragments.

The snow-white and soft gauze just touched his palm, and the cell phone on the bed rang again, causing the gauze he held to fall to the ground.

His eyes slowly turned to the large bed with only coldness. The cell phone on it flashed with dazzling light, but it made him not even have the courage to step forward.

Until his cell phone kept ringing tirelessly, he stood up from the cabinet and lifted his feet to walk towards the bed.

The jumping above was still the string of numbers that he could not forget whether he was awake or drunk.

His eyes instantly subsided, and chill flashed through his eyes. He reached out and finally gathered up the courage to answer the phone.

"explain."

The extremely cold voice sounded a little hoarse because I just drank wine, but it was filled with trembling that others could not easily detect.

The voice on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before it rang faintly in a hint of inconvenience-

"Mr. Mo."

She called him with such a strange name, which made him sarcastically curl the corners of his lips.

Mr. Mo? Well! Very good! She was too lazy to call the three words Mo Junhao.

Very good! Han Zhiqing, you did a good job!

"Miss Han is so late and has something to ask me for trouble?"

His voice was like an ice cellar, responding coldly to her name.

On the other end of the phone, Han Zhiqing's hand holding the phone trembled suddenly twice, but the words to her mouth were stuck and couldn't say it.

Seeing that there was no response, Mo Junhao's eyes became colder again. However, in the deepest part of his heart, he was afraid that she would suddenly hang up the phone. He spoke in a hurry: "If you have anything, just say it quickly, I'm very busy."

Having said that, the hand holding the phone was inadvertently tightening the force. Only he knew how nervous he seemed when talking to Han Zhiqing.

"Mo Junhao!"

Worried that he would hang up the phone, Han Zhiqing finally called him anxiously.

She finally had the courage to call Mo Junhao. She didn't know if she had the courage to call him again after he hung up the phone.

"explain!"

A cold voice came from the other end of the phone again, but it made Han Zhiqing feel as if a piece of cold ice was smashed into her heart, cold and painful.

The phone was not heavy, but at this moment she felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Even if she held it in both hands, it seemed like she would fall to the ground at any time.

After biting her lower lip for a while, she mustered up the courage and said, "Can I see you tomorrow?"

Compared to her, Mo Junhao was so shocked that she didn't hold her phone firmly because of her words that she said it directly and said that the phone fell to the ground.

Then, he saw him picking up the phone anxiously and looking at the phone again, but his tone was still extremely cold: "What's the matter?"

He tried his best to make his emotions sound calmer, and pressed against the obviously trembling tone.

"I...I want to talk to you...to talk about financing projects together."

Han Zhiqing didn't know what kind of courage she had to say such a sentence, but Mo Junhao's face suddenly became a little cold because of Han Zhiqing's words.

She called him tonight for another person with her thin lips curled up, her keen awareness and her understanding of Han Zhiqing.

Haha, he should have known that anything she did had nothing to do with him, Mo Junhao, why did he have to wait until she said it in person before he was willing to accept such a fact.

The only value of Mo Junhao's existence to her is that he can be used!

This time, she took the initiative to call him, which was nothing more than one of the superiors of Wall Street, Arc Group, which was about to be listed in bankruptcy during the financial crisis.

And arc's ceo is richard, the husband of Su Zijin, who she cares about the best and most.

This time, she came to him to find a financing company for her good friend?

Mo Junhao smiled coldly in his heart, and his heart became colder and colder. His blue eyes, which were originally a little glittering, were completely replaced by indifference and sinisterness:

"Miss Han wants to talk to me about a deal?"

He smiled sarcastically, but such a sharp question deeply hit Han Zhiqing's vital point, but she couldn't find any words to refute.

I could only nod my head to the phone, "Yes."

She held the phone nervously, listening to every voice on the other end of the phone, her nervous heartbeat was worried that Mo Junhao would reject her request to meet.

But when she thought Mo Junhao would hang up the phone, Mo Junhao's cold laughter came from the other end of the phone:

"Since it's business, I'll go to the company to talk to me tomorrow."

"Thank you...thank you."

beep--

As soon as Han Zhiqing finished speaking, a busy voice that the phone was hung up came from the other end of the phone.

Listening to the busy sound coming from the other end of the phone in a daze, Han Zhiqing's heart started to hurt familiarly.

But there was still a happy smile on his face.

At least, he would like to see her, right?

As long as he is willing to see her, Arc will be saved.

After Mo Junhao hung up the phone, his face was terrifyingly gloomy, and his sinister blue eyes were like an offended wolf in the dark night, throwing towards the floor-to-ceiling window covered by moonlight.

"Damn it!!!"

He was so angry that he was hurt by that heartless woman. He was secretly happy because of a phone call from her. He deserved to be used by her, right?

The cell phone in his hand was thrown hard at the floor-to-ceiling window and brutally fell into two pieces.

The next day—

Han Zhiqing appeared outside the DKS building as scheduled and got out of the car. She held the project plan in her hand, but hesitated outside the DKS building and did not dare to approach.

On the twenty-story floor was the man she wanted to see but didn't want to see, and she didn't know what kind of choice she would face.

She pursed her lips and looked up at the towering group building in front of her. After a while, she finally plucked up the courage, lifted her feet and walked in.

In the hall of dks, everyone could not help but look surprised when they saw Han Zhiqing approaching. Many people began to whisper again, pointing at Han Zhiqing and whispering.

Since Han Zhiqing left DKS, she has never seen her appear in DKS again, nor has the media photographed her appearing with their president.

This time, Han Zhiqing's sudden appearance was a great surprise for everyone in DKS, except for Mo Junhao.

Until Han Zhiqing walked into the elevator, the discussion among those people had not stopped:

"Hey, what did Han Dushang do to DKS this time?"

"I must be here to find the president. I probably know that the president is going to get engaged to Princess Kaila. I know that my dream of wealth is going to be shattered, so I never want to pretend to be noble again."

"You mean, she couldn't help but come to the president and use tricks to snatch the president back from Princess Kaira?"

"What's so strange about this? She's snatched it once before in her sister's hands."

"But, Han Du Shu is really shameless. The president wants Princess Kaira to get engaged, and she even came to the door on her own initiative. She thought she could snatch the president from Princess Kaira?"

"Don't forget that they are nicknamed Han Du Shou, and some are means, don't underestimate them..."

“…”

“…”

The clerks in the hall downstairs were having a lot of fun talking. No matter what they said, Han Zhiqing would not care. She just hoped that Mo Junhao would agree to her request this time.

As for what he calls a deal, he can do whatever he wants.

What Mo Junhao wants, as long as she has it, she will give it to you!

The elevator finally stopped on the 20th floor. Like the group of people downstairs, when they saw Han Zhiqing appear, a look of surprise appeared in their eyes.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at Han Zhiqing in a daze, heading straight towards the president's office.

Ignoring so many shocked eyes around her, she walked outside the president's office, raised her hand but became timid when she knocked on the door.

Mo Junhao was inside, the closer she got to him, the more nervous she became, and even her hands holding the file bag began to sweat from her palms.

At this moment, the door of the president's office suddenly opened, and Han Zhiqing was suddenly scared.

Hugo came out of the office. When he saw her again, Hugo didn't seem to be as surprised as those people.

Seeing her, Hugo just smiled politely at her and said to Han Zhiqing in a standard Mandarin:

"Miss Han, go in, the president is inside."

"Oh... OK."

Han Zhiqing suddenly came back to her senses, her expression seemed a little unnatural.

She avoided Hugo's gaze with guilt. She lowered her head slightly, walked around Hugo, pushed the door and walked into Mo Junhao's office.

The door behind him was brought with him by Hugo.

Han Zhiqing stood opposite Mo Junhao, watching him bending his head and flipping over the documents in his hand, and then lifted his head out of the documents.

Seeing her, his cold blue eyes were as plain as water, his eyebrows slightly raised, raised his hand and looked at the time on his watch, and his thin lips curled slightly:

"Ms. Han came very early. It seems that the project I want to cooperate with this time should be very important to Miss Han?"

He stood up from the office chair with a smile and walked towards Han Zhiqing, but was so scared that Han Zhiqing subconsciously took a few small steps before he stood still.

Seeing this, Mo Junhao stopped, looked at the woman who was slightly nervous facing him with long arms and chests, and his thin lips curled up again:
Chapter completed!