I became the wife of the president after I turned into trash

Shi Dongbai's cheeks tightened, he gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say?"

The expression on his face was terrifying, and his eyes were colder than ever before.

Jiang Qian's whole body's skin was taut, and he didn't dare to take a breath.

Yin Tingjun didn't care about his scary face at all, he didn't even look at him, and said coldly: "Not convinced?"

Shi Dongbai clenched his fists tightly, at least he was too tense to hit anyone, "I said I will pay back the money I owe you, Mr. Yin doesn't have to humiliate me like this."

"How do you pay it back?" Yin Tingjun picked up the document he was looking at just now, and threw it in front of Shi Dongbai with a "slap", "How do you pay it back?"

Shi Dongbai frowned and glanced at the open file.

After a few quick glances, it was clear that it was his recent capital transactions.

Speculation on the edge of the law.

Whether his behavior is big or small, no one can find out about his current amount.

If someone investigates, Shi Dongbai is very likely to go to jail.

Now that this document is in front of him, it means that someone is checking him.

The atmosphere froze, with the documents in front of him, Shi Dongbai's expression still did not ease.

Yin Tingjun's aura was even colder.

Jiang Qian quickly interjected to smooth things over, "Mr. Shi, the president is also worried about you so he will speak freely, and he didn't mean to offend."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard his own president snort coldly.

Yin Tingjun: "You still can't figure out who you are? How can you be so lofty?"

Jiang Qian: It's over.

He watched helplessly as the pupils of the tall young man shrank suddenly, and his face turned pale for a moment.

Shi Dongbai's whole body was tensed like a bow, and he pulled out a smile, "Yes, what President Yin said is true."

The bloodless lips forcefully pulled out a smile, which made people feel depressed.

Jiang Qian couldn't help frowning, quietly observing Yin Tingjun's face.

Yin Tingjun sat on the sofa in a casual posture, with his elbows on his knees, and his eyes fell on the document.

His expression was light, and he couldn't see what it meant.

In just a moment, Shi Dongbai had already relaxed, returning to his usual cynical appearance.

He smiled and said, "Then Mr. Yin thinks which clubhouse I should work for?"

Jiang Qian's scalp was numb, and he said in a low voice, "President..."

Yin Tingjun: "Jiang Qian, send him to the current court."

Jiang Qian was so anxious that he was sweating, and neither of these two people could be persuaded by him.

Shi Dongbai smiled at him and said, "Let's go, Secretary Jiang."

Jiang Qian glanced at their president, Yin Tingjun's eyes were still on the document, his aura was gloomy.

Jiang Qian was about to have a heart attack, and shouted in his heart, President, don't regret it! ! !

"Mr. Shi, please follow me."

Shi Dongbai nodded, and followed Jiang Qian out the door.

After the door was closed, Yin Tingjun looked away from the document. After a long silence, he raised his hand and pressed his forehead.

On the other side, Shi Dongbai and the two got into the car.

Jiang Qian couldn't help but said, "The president didn't mean that."

Shi Dongbai sat in the back seat, propped his chin with one hand and looked out of the window, he twitched his lips as an answer when he heard this.

Silent all the way.

At present, Jiang Qian led Shi Dongbai inside, frowned and said, "The owner of this club is the president, so you don't have to do anything inside, just sing."

In such a short period of time, Jiang Qian was so worried that his hair almost fell out.

Currently, it is the property under the name of Yin Tingjun, and the overall security is good. Shi Dongbai is safer here than other places.

Shi Dongbai laughed mockingly, "Do you still have to carry it when you sell it?"

Jiang Qian hurriedly said: "Don't say that, you are a resident singer! A resident singer!"

As soon as the two of them entered the door, the person in charge greeted them. It is estimated that someone had called him as soon as the car stopped at the door.

The person in charge enthusiastically said: "Secretary Jiang! You haven't been here for a long time, where is the president?"

Jiang Qian put on a commercial smile: "The president didn't come over today, so he asked me to send a resident singer over."

He gestured politely to Shi Dongbai.

The person in charge looked over.

Standing under the warm yellow light of the clubhouse, the delicate and frail boy looked good with his eyes downcast.

Probably because he heard them chatting about himself, the young man raised his eyes and glanced at the person in charge. The person in charge was stunned for a moment, thinking that he was looking at an elegant landscape painting.

Person in charge: "This..."

He couldn't understand Mr. Yin's operation. If he was a very important person, why did he send them here?

If it's not important, why is Secretary Jiang so polite?

President Yin is also known for his frigidity, so it's impossible to show some color to the disobedient lover.

The person in charge is completely confused.

Jiang Qian hinted that he was being polite and left in a hurry.

He was afraid that Yin Tingjun would make up for it when he passed the imperial decree here. If he stayed for a long time, he was afraid that Yin Tingjun would be dissatisfied. In case he called the person in charge and said: I sent you a young master.

That would be hell.

Although Jiang Qian was a secretary, his weight was not low. The person in charge naturally valued his words and arranged for Shi Dongbai to sing on the stage in the hall.

There is no one in the hall, and those who come here are either rich or expensive.

Basically, private rooms are reserved, and few people stay in the lobby.

Shi Dongbai had never heard a song here, so he casually hummed a little tune from his hometown.

He looked at the microphone in front of him without focus.

He was a little distracted.

Shi Dongbai was an aristocrat admired by everyone in the original world.

But since he came here, he never thought about going back, and he rarely thought about that world.

Yin Tingjun's words today stirred his thoughts.

Shi Dongbai fell into the memories of the past, and remembered Yin Tingjun's words again.

Can't carry it?

Ah.

He's really... death-defying.

Shi Dongbai withdrew his divergent thoughts, looked towards the spacious hall, and was suddenly taken aback the moment he saw it clearly.

A group of people stood quietly in the hall.

Everyone was looking at him with fascinated eyes.

Shi Dongbai raised his hand and patted the microphone, there was a muffled "bang", everyone was startled, and their eyes were finally clear.

"I didn't sing well, I made everyone laugh." Shi Dongbai showed a cute smile.

A young dandy laughed and applauded: "Good! How well you sing."

After speaking a few steps, he walked up to Shi Dongbai and asked, "What's your name?"

Shi Dongbai didn't tie up his bangs today, but put them aside, his unique beauty was slightly covered up.

He replied, "Shi Dongbai."

The man was average in appearance, with a good build, broad shoulders and long legs.

Hearing this, the man grinned and showed his white teeth, "Sit together for a while?"

He pointed to a booth at the edge of the hall.

Shi Dongbai knew he couldn't get rid of him, not to mention he didn't have the capital to confront this person head-on, so he stood up and followed without any objection.

The person in charge gasped as he watched from behind, and hurriedly found a corner to call Jiang Qian.

This person is notoriously fond of playing, and his methods are not clean. If he really did something to Shi Dongbai, he would not be able to bear the responsibility.

It's better to notify Secretary Jiang immediately.

The man also took a few companions, and the group took their seats at the booth.

"First time going to work today? I haven't seen you before." The man said to Shi Dongbai, "Oh, by the way, my name is Li Yiran, just call me Brother Li."

He looked at Shi Dongbai with interest in his eyes.

Shi Dongbai lost interest, "Hello, Brother Li."

He has a lot of bad things, the first one is his beauty, Li Yiran looks really average, he has no interest in perfunctory.

Probably seeing that he was absent-minded, Li Yiran raised his hand and opened three bottles of Louis XIII.

The price of this wine is not low, a bottle costs 10,000+, and the ones sold in the club are more expensive. These three bottles will definitely cost more than 50.

The price is expensive, and the staff share of the clubhouse is also high.

Generally speaking, three bottles can definitely make people happy.

It's a pity that Shi Dongbai didn't understand the market, but he remembered that he was here to sell himself to pay off his debts, so he was barely enthusiastic.

It was probably the first time Li Shao saw the cold face of Qian from the people who came to work here.

The interest in Shi Dongbai has risen a few more layers, leaning close to Shi Dongbai's side, almost whispering into his ear: "Little friend, why do you come to work here?"

While he was speaking, hot air sprayed on Shi Dongbai's ears, and Shi Dongbai squinted his eyes.

He suddenly raised his hand to cover his face, took the opportunity to lower his head to avoid the man, and then spoke with a choked voice: "I was arrested."

Shi Dongbai sobbed and said: "I owed him a sum of money, and he asked me to sell myself to pay off the debt."

Young Master Li obviously heard this kind of words a lot, but he cooperatingly comforted him: "Don't cry, brother will pay you how much money you owe."

Shi Dongbai raised his head, his eye circles were a little red, "Really?"

His crying voice sounded soft and waxy. When the man fell down, there was a rush of heat in his stomach, and he swallowed a bit: "Of course, how many brothers will pay it back for you. Stop crying and drink some wine."

When he was standing below and listening to Shi Dongbai singing, the man was thinking, if he hummed deeply and shallowly on the bed with this clear and moving voice, it must be a beautiful tune.

Shi Dongbai didn't want to drink, and was coaxed and threatened by the man to drink a cup.

The slightly sour and spicy wine slid down his throat, Shi Dongbai faced his situation of being controlled by others more intuitively, with a slight irritability in his brows and eyes.

Li Shaotie was determined to eat people, and persuaded him cup after cup.

Shi Dongbai is not a fuel-efficient lamp either, coaxing him to drink with him.

Li Shao drank two cups, and Shi Dongbai drank half a cup in a serious manner.

After a bottle of wine, Li Shao's eyes were already a little dazed.

Shi Dongbai was also a little dizzy, propped his forehead with one hand, and pulled his neckline with the other hand.

Always feel so hot?

Li Yiran stopped him by the neck and said with a smile, "Come on, Xiao Shi, let's continue."

Shi Dongbai took a breath, "Brother Li, I'm going to the bathroom."

He pushed away Li Yiran's hand, barely stood up, and suddenly his legs softened and sat back down.

Shi Dongbai was taken aback for a moment, he wasn't too drunk to stand still.

Li Yiran laughed and said in a low voice, "It finally happened."

Shi Dongbai's heart skipped a beat, and he reacted immediately.

It turned out that I didn't want to go to the toilet, but was drugged.

[The author has something to say: Calvin, er, er, the double update is postponed until tomorrow~ I love you all! 】