Chapter 21: You have to be responsible

Looking at the proud face in front of him, Dongfang Wenjing's body couldn't help but tremble. Maybe what this bastard said was true?

Last year, when his parents told him to marry Luo Bingwen, who was good at eating, drinking, drinking, gambling, he begged, but his father was unwavering and forced himself to agree.

I still remember what my father said at that time: "What's wrong with the Luo family? At least I can guarantee you to eat and drink for the rest of your life."

I was a little strange at that time. Could it be that the famous Oriental Group in the business world could not guarantee that it would dress and eat? At that time, I did not think about why my father said that. I only thought that my father wanted to marry him into the Luo family and forced himself financially.

My answer at that time was: "I can support myself."

"Haha, you can support yourself, what do you use to support you?" My father's laughter was so harsh.

"I studied international trade, and I can start a company and do business by myself." I stubbornly replied to my father.

My father said three good words in a row: "Okay, okay, okay, if you have the ability, if you have the ability, just do it for me. I will give you 100 million yuan in capital. As long as you turn this 100 million into 300 million yuan within a year, I will no longer care about you what you want to do. But if you can't do it, you will marry into the Luo family obediently."

"Hmph, I will definitely do it, just wait and see." Dongfang Wenjing said confidently. "Don't be happy first, I'll ask you, what if you can't do it?" His father asked again. Dongfang Wenjing straightened his proud breasts: "If you can't do it, I'll listen to you and marry that bastard Luo Bingwen."

So, starting from the first day of June last year, I abandoned my beloved sports car, threw down the fitness card of the high-end club, and came to Huanghai alone with 100 million yuan given by my father, rented this floor and opened Fengming Trading Company.

I was hoping that I could show off my skills and make a big splash. However, in the beginning, my business was still going well, and I don’t know what happened. Since April this year, some large orders have been almost done, but in the end they always missed me and fell into other people’s pockets.

It is May 14th now, and there are still 17 days to reach half a year. The assets in my hands are still one-third short of 300 million.

If it weren't for the urgency between the two, I wouldn't have agreed to Jack to go to his place to discuss business. Fortunately, I met Zhao Jianhui. Although I didn't give Jack, I was broken by the bastard with a massage stick. When I think of this, Dongfang Wenjing felt so angry that her teeth hurt.

Only then did Dongfang Wenjing realize that it was so easy to spend money, but it was so difficult to make money. When I was studying abroad, I spent more than this amount at a time at the Paris Clothing Festival.

She looked at Zhao Jianhui standing aside. The guy sat on the chair with his head down, as if he was about to die. He was weak and there was no one sitting. Dongfang Wenjing couldn't help but feel even more angry. There was not a single good thing in the two men in front of him.

"Get out, I don't believe your nonsense. I won't admit defeat until the last day." Dongfang Wenjing's emotions were a little out of control.

The two men in front of us are one of the handsome and handsome men, but they are all playboys who eat, drink, go-to, gambling, and behave like a playboy. The other is honest, tall and magnificent, full of charming masculinity, but it is him, he has defiled his pure and clean body and tore his chastity to pieces.

"You drive this person out, I don't want to see him again." Dongfang Wenjing said, and hurriedly turned around. Luo Bingwen's eyes burst into a sinister chill, and he said coldly: "You really want to drive me away? Let me tell you that even if you add a straw, it can crush the decaying old house of the Oriental Group. What's more, Rongguang International is not a straw, but a huge pillar."

Dongfang Wenjing slowly turned around on the stairs and looked at Luo Bingwen coldly: "Are you threatening me?"

"No, how could I threaten you? I love you, I want to marry you home as a wife. What's wrong with this? I just said that Rongguang International is a great pillar. As long as you nod, it can support the Oriental Group." Luo Bingwen said, walked two steps forward and sent out the bright red roses in his hand.

"Luo Bingwen, would you please let me go? We have grown up together and have been classmates for six years. I am so familiar with you and don't feel that way." Dongfang Wenjing didn't reach out to take the flowers in front of her, and she almost cried out with anxiety.

"Haha, I think you should be sober and answer me." Luo Bingwen raised his hand and threw the flowers in his hand under his feet. His shiny leather shoes stomped on it with a hateful step: "I will pick you up when I get off work in the evening, I hope you can satisfy me."

This bastard actually said this? Zhao Jianhui could no longer listen. His fists were clenched so hard that there was almost no blood. His bones creaked and he walked behind Luo Bingwen with big strides and fisted.

"Stop, what are you doing?" Dongfang Wenjing screamed and rushed down, blocking between Luo Bingwen and Zhao Jianhui. Zhao Jianhui's fist was tightly fixed on Dongfang Wenjing's chest. If it weren't for her own strength to be able to send and receive freely, this punch would have beaten her half to death.

She was willing to block my fist for this person? Zhao Jianhui's face changed color.

Then, he sighed slightly, slowly withdrew his clenched fist from Dongfang Wenjing's chest, twisted his body and walked around the stairs, and headed towards the doghouse where he and Heizi lived behind him.

From afar, Luo Bingwen's extremely proud laughter came: "Haha, this little security guard is really unaware that the world is so high. This kid actually wants to hit me? Wenjing, fortunately you stopped him, otherwise I will make him lose all his life."

"Enough, no matter what, he is also my employee. You'd better leave, I still have to work here." This was Dongfang Wenjing's voice, and the voice was still cold.

Haha, yes, I am just an employee she hired or the lowest-level security guard. What qualifications do I have to manage the affairs of other people’s big boss?

Even Zhao Jianhui himself couldn't understand what this woman had to do with him? Why did he not be able to stand rushing up when he saw Dongfang Wenjing being humiliated?

Zhao Jianhui thought about it and had already walked into the hut.

He was about to sit on the bed, but suddenly he saw that the guy's smelly socks were thrown everywhere on it. The one on the top was that guy's smelly socks and rotten pants.

"Stupid brat, why are you still in my bed?" Zhao Jianhui groaned from his nose. This guy went out to fool all night last night. Who knows if he had any disease? Zhao Jianhui bent down and pulled out Heizi's bag from under the bed, stuffing unwashed clothes on the bed in it.

"Hey...why are you doing? I haven't approved your resignation yet, do you want to leave like this?" Behind him, Dongfang Wenjing's voice suddenly came.

Zhao Jianhui slowly turned around and saw Dongfang Wenjing, who was running blushing and panting. As she gasped violently, the chest was rising and falling.

Dongfang Wenjing herself didn't know why she was chasing her, but the moment she saw Zhao Jianhui packing her things, she thought nothing and blocked the door and called Zhao Jianhui.

Maybe it was because I had not taken revenge yet, how could I let him leave me easily?

Looking at Dongfang Wenjing's pretty face with a slightly panting slightly, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel inexplicably surprised, thinking that when did I say I was going to resign?

"That...I..."

"What are you? I tell you Zhao Jianhui, don't be okay after you finish your work. You have to be responsible to me. I won't let you go..." Dongfang Wenjing's eyes were filled with tears, staring at Zhao Jianhui with beautiful big eyes, pursing her plump red lips tightly, and whispered: "Are you still a man? A coward..."

"I..." Zhao Jianhui said in his heart why I am not a man anymore? I didn't do anything to you, why should I be responsible to you? "General Manager Dongfang, what did I do wrong? What do you want to do?"

"You...you bastard! You asked you what you did wrong? Don't you know what you did to me? You asked me what I wanted? Could it be...can't..." Dongfang Wenjing thought to myself that I have been like you, can we just let it go?

However, when the words came to his mouth, Dongfang Wenjing herself didn't know how she wanted Zhao Jianhui to be responsible. Could it be that she really wanted to marry this person?

He is just a little security guard, but he is the daughter of the chairman of Oriental Group. He has gone abroad to study and received a good higher education. No matter from any aspect, he can't tell that he has a little common language with him. Is it because he has seen his body that he wants to marry him? The current society is not the old feudal society, and he is not a girl who has no choice but to go out of the door and has no feet. If it is just for this reason, not only will he not accept it, but even the man opposite him may laugh out loud?

Then why do I still want him to be responsible for me? What exactly do I want?

However, the man in front of him was so annoying. Looking at Zhao Jianhui standing in front of her with a bitter face, Dongfang Wenjing let out a muffled groan: "Hmph, I don't care. Since we are all like that, you are just responsible. You heard that Luo Bingwen would come to pester me tonight, and you can find a way to solve it. Also, I heard from Manager Ye that you have a very business mind. Regardless of whether you have any choice, you will make the company earn 100 million in half a month. Otherwise... I... I... I'll spare... I can't spare you..."

Even Dongfang Wenjing said that she thought that her request was a bit too much, but now she really had no choice but to be a living person. Earn 100 million in half a month? She was not sure that she could do it. No, it was not that she was not sure to do it, but that she was 100% sure that she could not do it.

No matter how much he is, put the burden on Zhao Jianhui first. Who told him to let him be sorry for himself in doing things?
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