Chapter 115

Out of the elevator, the two girls walked smoothly along the corridors, up and down, twists and turns, moving forward at a uniform speed.

Everything you see is golden and exquisite relief.

This is very similar to the style of the elevator exclusive to the president of Shengshi group.

"My God, this club is really spectacular. As far as we can see, there are hundreds of private rooms?" Fang Xiaoyu followed her and was deeply attracted by the luxurious decoration. "Do you also need to pay for the private room? Smile, you're going bankrupt. "

"Don't pay, just borrow a place." Anxin sent a message to tell her that this is his friend's territory. He booked it and didn't need to pay.

In front of a compound door, Su Xiaoxiao entered the password, and the door automatically opened, "go first. He should not have come yet. "

Fang Xiaoyu and Su Xiaoxiao walked in. In the 100 square meter private room, the sofa, tea table and stereo were spotless. The walls around them were all golden reliefs. There was a floor to ceiling window. The air was also filled with a faint fragrance of tea. The ceiling chandelier emitted a golden light. The light on the wall was emitted from the hollow out. It looked golden and resplendent.

In the room, it is very quiet without any noisy sound, and the sound insulation effect is particularly good.

The two girls sat down on the sofa. Su Xiaoxiao stared at the silent wall clock on the wall. It was almost 11 o'clock. She was a little nervous.

"Smile, have you figured out what to say?" Fang Xiaoyu was inexplicably nervous. She was very open on weekdays. She took a deep breath and tried to calm her nervous heart when she thought that she would see an internationally famous pen master later.

"Think about it. Anyway, it's all kinds of begging. It's shameless." If she could ask him out, Su Xiaoxiao would never give up this rare opportunity.

One minute to 11 o'clock, staring at the silent wall clock on the wall, that second will soon be a circle.

Isn't he coming?

Mark? When Newson came in, Sue smiled and her hanging heart finally fell down.

"Hello, Mr. mark." She stood up, restrained her tension, raised her lips and greeted him in fluent English.

Mark? There was no superfluous expression on Newson's national character face, "you can speak Chinese, I understand." He is a standard Italian with thick curly hair, glasses and a beard.

"Please sit down."

Mark? After Newson sat down, Fang Xiaoyu opened the suitcase in front of him, mark? Newson was stunned by the box full of cash. He looked suspiciously at the girl sitting opposite and said seriously, "what do you want?"

Su Xiaoxiao pushed the open box to him through the tea table. "This pen came from your hand and was accidentally broken by me. I beg you to help me repair it. This is two million yuan. It can also be regarded as a gift. Thank you for taking the time to see me in your busy schedule."

Just one look, mark? Newson frowned. "Mr. Sheng's pen?"

"..." Su smiled and sat quietly, his mind slightly restrained, "yes." Will you promise to help in the face of reputation?

Mark? Newson was a little surprised, and his words were full of shock. "Did you break Mr. Sheng's pen?" It was like a disaster.

"Yes." She met him with a quiet look.

Mark? Newson frowned slightly, with a little worry and displeasure at the bottom of his eyes, "does he know?"

"..." Su Xiaoxiao didn't know why he had such a big reaction. She held her hands together and her back was slightly stiff. "Yes, he was very sad, so when I knew you came to Jiangcheng, I seemed to see the only hope. I hope you can help me."

Mark? Newson reached out and took out the two cut-off pens from the box. He looked dignified and opened his mouth. "Do you know why such valuable pens are set together with the most fragile crystal? Do you know why it breaks when you fall? "