Jiang Jingchen, also in pajamas, lay on the bed, idly playing with a white slip of paper.
"Are you up yet? What are you busy with?"
"You said you'd settle the wages you owe me after returning to Nancheng. You came back yesterday, why didn't you call? What are your plans for today? Don't tell me you're going to stall me again?"
He hadn't expected someone to show up so early to demand payment.
Pei Kexin's sadness was instantly shattered by him, leaving only annoyance in her heart.
"Calculated by the day, less than a month, less than two hundred thousand. Don't worry, I, Pei Kexin, wouldn't default."
"Send me your account number, and I'll give it to you before five this afternoon. Don't call me again, okay?"
After saying that, she was about to hang up when Jiang Jingchen exclaimed from the other end.
"What do you mean less than two hundred thousand? Are you playing me? What about the five hundred thousand from Harbin? It's clearly written down, are you trying to renege on that too?"
Pei Kexin reminded him, "Please take a good look at the IOU, Mr. Jiang. If it's indeed my name, Pei Kexin, written on it, I can't possibly deny it. But what if it's not?"
"I don't remember any fifty thousand. If you can, sue me with it, as long as you can."
Yesterday evening, when he had nothing to do and was looking at the IOU, Jiang Jingchen realized how meticulous this woman was.
She had written it in front of him, deliberately misspelling his name, which he hadn't even noticed at the time.
Pei Kexin had written it as Pei Shixin, and his own name was also fake. This IOU was clearly a farce.
Being openly tricked like this right in front of him was a first in his life.
Honestly, he was quite angry.
A woman could be smart, but not cunning, much less treacherous, or she wouldn't be lovable.
He heard that Old Master Pei had passed away and was curious about her current state, so he called early in the morning to annoy her.
"I won't sue you. The Pei family is currently in the spotlight, and with the Old Master's passing, the entire Nancheng is paying attention. I'm going to attend the funeral and, at the funeral, I'll make your good deeds public."
"A contract for buying a husband, and an IOU with a deliberately misspelled name. Vice President Pei, do you think I'll become famous overnight if I show up with these two things?"
Pei Kexin had underestimated the explosive power of someone desperate for money.
He was actually going to the funeral...
She sat up, "Where are you now? Give me a place, and we can talk face to face."
Zhan Jingchen gave an address, and less than an hour later, they both appeared.
It was a relatively secluded teahouse. They sat down, ordered tea, and Pei Kexin took out the contract and threw it on the coffee table.
"I'll give you what I owe you, not a cent less. Don't even dream of getting what you're not owed. Jiang Jingchen, I'm not as rich as you think, to be extorted so easily."
"As I said, I acknowledge this contract, but you can forget about the IOU. After all, we worked together, and you know how the Pei family treats me. The Old Master is gone, and I have no relationship with them anymore. I won't attend the funeral. If you don't find it shameful and think it's useful, then go ahead."
The IOU for fifty thousand was a joke in the first place.
Jiang Jingchen had not asked her out today for money, so he didn't argue with her further.
"I know you weren't favored in the Pei family, and I also know that such a scandal wouldn't bother you much, so I was just joking."
"Joking?"
"Yes, Vice President Pei. Although my background isn't as good as others, I'm actually quite capable and not short of money. The reason I chose to cooperate with you before wasn't for your money."
Pei Kexin was suddenly confused by his words.
"Then what did you want? .oγg"
Could it be for the person?
Don't tell me you developed feelings for me from sleeping together.
Jiang Jingchen saw through her narcissistic thoughts through her expression and interrupted her with a smile.
"Of course, it wasn't for your person either. We're not at that stage yet."
"...Then I don't understand. Mr. Jiang, why don't you just say it directly? If you don't want this or that, are you perhaps seeking moral superiority?"
Jiang Jingchen was amused by her interesting choice of words.
"There are too few morally superior people in this world. If you don't even want to be noble, why should I?"
"However, President Pei, I am a man after all, and I don't want to argue with a woman too much. You don't need to give me the money you owe."
Pei Kexin wasn't foolish; he hadn't finished speaking.
As expected, Jiang Jingchen stared at her for two seconds and added.
"Let's renegotiate our cooperation."
He was dressed quite respectably today.
A Versace haute couture deep white shirt, matching trousers, Italian designer handmade leather shoes, and a meticulously combed slicked-back hairstyle.
He looked young, handsome, clean, and sharp, exuding an elite aura.
He looked nothing like a delivery person, but rather like a corporate elite.
He even looked like a rich second-generation heir.
He possessed a natural confidence and elegance. The more Pei Kexin observed him, the more she blamed herself for not realizing earlier that he was not simple at all.
"Renegotiate cooperation? What kind of cooperation?"
Jiang Jingchen sat there leisurely and domineeringly, like a client.
"You, the most valuable thing you possess is your professionalism. To be frank, President Pei, I'm interested in your skills."
"If you can provide me with a detailed sharing report on the professional sales skills you've accumulated at Pei's over the years, and your analysis of Pei's strengths and weaknesses, not only will you not have to pay me, but we'll also be friends from now on."
Pei Kexin had imagined many scenarios, but she had never expected the cooperation Jiang Jingchen wanted to discuss was...
He wanted her skills?
He wanted a thorough professional analysis of Pei's?
What use would these be to him, someone unrelated to an electronics company?
Could it be that he intended to sell them to someone else?
After listening to him, Pei Kexin pondered for two seconds, then leaned forward, looking him directly in the eye.
"It's more realistic for us to talk about money directly. Jiang Jingchen, do you want to change careers? Are you planning to use the report I made to jump ship to an electronics company and try to get a high-paying and respectable job? I'm sorry, things are probably not as simple as you think."
"Although I, Pei Kexin, am not a highly valued person in the Pei family, I would never betray them. Don't even mention for this small amount of money; even if it were two more zeros, it would still be impossible."
Jiang Jingchen knew she was a person of principle.
It was precisely because of this quality that he was willing to cooperate with her.
A person of principle wouldn't suddenly change their mind after a few words.
He had only come to test the waters today and hadn't expected to succeed in one go.
Therefore, he wasn't surprised by anything Pei Kexin said today.
"President Pei, aren't you being too hasty in shutting down the possibility right away?"
Pei Kexin looked at him dismissively.
"There is no room for negotiation between us, so there is no question of being hasty. I can pretend you didn't say that about your wishful thinking just now. Now, let's talk about your compensation. Here is the contract, take a good look. Sixteen days in total, paying you sixteen thousand, right?"
Her refusal was so thorough that Jiang Jingchen felt a little displeased.
He sighed lightly and leaned forward in the same posture as her, meeting her gaze at close range.