CEO is a high-risk job

#轩元饰陈 Xiemei smiled, pinching her stubborn little face: "Yu Xiaonuan, you have successfully aroused my interest!" ——Excerpt from "Buy One Get One Free: Billionaire President's Unruly Sweetheart Wife"#

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The silver Bentley pulls into a narrow street where the driveway closes to the pavement and slows down.

I saw a pink bicycle coming out of an alley in front of me, riding towards Bentley. The cyclist probably had something urgent to do, so he rode very fast and turned sharply. Eight meters, and finally lost balance and hit the side of the Bentley.

"Hey~ hey~~" The cyclist fell to the ground amidst a series of exclamations.

Bentley also came to a screeching halt.

In fact, the driver of the Bentley slowed down in time when he saw that the condition of the bicycle was not right. Because there was only one lane and there was no way to avoid it, he had to watch the bicycle hit him.

"SHIT!" Mo Ziye in the car patted the steering wheel in displeasure.The Bentley is his private car, and since today is the day to go back to the old house, he drives it himself.

The door opened, Mo Ziye got out of the car, and looked coldly at the rider on the ground.

The rider was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old girl, wearing a white T-shirt and a navy blue pleated skirt. She fell sideways on the ground and was sitting up now. There was a large scratch on her left knee , oozing blood.

She propped her hands on the ground by her sides, trying to stand up, but the pain in her knees made her face wrinkle, and her mouth let out a gasping sound of "Hiss! Hiss!"

Hearing the sound of the car door, the girl looked up at Mo Ziye.

"Is it public or private?" Mo Ziye asked expressionlessly.

"I'm really sympathetic." The girl muttered in a low voice, then pouted again, "How about private?"

"You are self-aware." Mo Ziye sarcastically said, he is not afraid of girls falling for him, his car is equipped with a hidden camera, which recorded the whole process of the accident. "Tell me, how much do you want?" He spent the money to avoid wasting his time.

The girl got angry, "It's great to be rich! Who said I want your money! Just help me up if I'm private. If you don't want to help me, leave as soon as possible!" Then she muttered aggrievedly, "Anyway, I fell by myself, I didn't want to rely on you."

She tried to stand up again, but because her left leg was too painful, she didn't dare to use any strength, and she sat down again as soon as she left the ground.

Mo Ziye wanted to run away, but the girl hit him by herself. Since she was fine, he didn't have to take responsibility for her. Besides, the front of his car was scratched by a bicycle, and he didn't mention it. Compensation matter.

But when he saw crowds of spectators slowly gathering around him, he frowned. It wasn't his fault if someone photographed it and put it on the Internet, but there are many people in society who hate the rich, and maybe the one who posted it The headline would read: "A luxury car knocks down a girl riding a bicycle, and the owner walks away indifferently." The impact on Beiyuan Company will be too great.

Even if the post can be deleted in time, the manpower and material resources spent are not usually large.

trouble!Seeing that the girl was trying to get up again, Mo Ziye took a step forward and grabbed her left arm, and gently lifted it up. The girl was startled by his sudden movement and said "Ah". Knowing that Mo Ziye was helping her, she stood up leaning against Mo Ziye with the help of her right leg.

"Hiss! If you want to help, don't tell me in advance." The girl lowered her head and complained, as if she felt that she was "revenging kindness and revenge", and turned her face to look at Mo Ziye in a little embarrassment, "Thanks. Uh... that, sorry for delaying you thing."

Mo Ziye stretched out his hand to open the door of the back seat of the car, and helped her in, "Go in, I'll take you to the hospital."

"No, no need, I'll just go back and apply some ointment." The girl refused to get in the car.

Mo Ziye couldn't help but stuff him into the car.

"Hey, hey, take it easy, my leg hurts so much." The girl resisted in vain and sat in the back seat.

Mo Ziye got into the driver's seat and started the car immediately.

"Ah! Ice face! My bicycle is still there!" The girl looked out the window.

"Your family didn't teach you manners? Should you be able to say the word sir?" Mo Ziye sneered.

Uh... Shouldn't it be the default name for ice cube face?Why not follow the script?

The girl was a little stunned, but quickly adjusted her mood, "Then... sir, can you bring my bicycle?"

"Trouble!" Mo Ziye had no choice but to turn off the engine and got out of the car. The bicycle was not far from his feet. He bent down and grabbed the clean handlebar, and lifted the car up with one hand. Except for a little paint, the car did not fall. bad.

Fortunately, it was a collapsible bike, and he couldn't do the indecent thing of driving with the trunk lid open. If it was an ordinary bike, he would rather throw it away and pay her for a new one.

Folded it and put it in the trunk, and looked around coldly, a few onlookers were leaving because there was no excitement, so he could feel more comfortable.

When we arrived at a nearby hospital, the girl's injuries were not serious. The wound on her knee was sterilized and bandaged. The doctor only prescribed a common anti-inflammatory drug.

"Hey! Ice... Mister! What's your name, where can I pay you back!" The girl stopped Mo Ziye who was walking out.

Mo Ziye turned his head, with a trace of disdain on the corner of his mouth, "No need." He had seen too many girls who took the opportunity to catch up with him.

"How can I do that? I have to pay it back!" The girl retorted eagerly, and jumped off with one leg supporting the edge of the treatment bed, "I just came out today and forgot to bring money! I didn't mean to ask you to pay the money on purpose." I really want to thank you for sending me to the hospital."

"No need!" Mo Ziye's tone was stiff.

"President Mo!" Personal assistant Song Cheng hurried over.

"I leave it to you, take care of the follow-up." Mo Ziye told Song Cheng and left.

After watching Mo Ziye go away, Song Cheng turned back to face the girl, with a gentle attitude, and asked with a smile, "Miss Zhong Xiaonuan, where do you need me to take you?"

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Back home——in an attic on the top floor of an old three-story building, Zhong Xiaonuan lay on the bed that occupied two-thirds of the room, opened a carefully bound book and read it for a few minutes , then gently close and carefully set aside.

Turned on the laptop again, opened the catalog of archived novels, the cursor landed on a novel "Buy One Get One Free: The Dirty Sweetheart Wife of a Billionaire President", clicked on it, and read it from the beginning.

If there is a god standing three feet above the head, the god will find out that this novel written by the author named "Feihua Lanxueyu Qiongluo" three years ago, in its opening chapter, the heroine and the heroine get acquainted , is strikingly similar to the scene where Zhong Xiaonuan crashed into a Bentley with a bicycle before.

The difference is that the male protagonist Xuanyuan Aochen acquiesced in the female protagonist Yu Xiaonuan's address to him.

Very weird.

"Why didn't he acquiesce in calling him Bingcube Face?" Zhong Xiaonuan thought deeply.

At the same time, a piece of information was sent to Mo Ziye's mailbox.

"Zhong Xiaonuan, formerly known as Zhong Peiwen, changed her name to Zhong Xiaonuan half a year ago, a third-year student at Shanghai No. 101 High School, whose mother is Zhao Lanni..."

"...No sign of any contact between Zhong Xiaonuan and his family and business opponents was found, and it was preliminarily determined to be an accident."

Mo Ziye's suspicion disappeared and he closed the page.

The scene returns to Zhong Xiaonuan's room, and Zhong Xiaonuan happens to see the story of the protagonist Xuanyuan Aochen investigating the heroine Yu Xiaonuan after the accident.

"Yu Xiaonuan, a third-year student at Tiandu Experimental High School, whose mother..."

Very very weird.