My poor boyfriend became the richest man after being dumped by me

Will He Zhijin help him?

Su Qiao's heart was beating fast like a drum. The secretary poured a cup of hospitality tea, and he touched the warm and smooth quilt wall, feeling uneasy.

He Zhijin picked up the coffee cup, took a sip gracefully, and stopped at the thin notebook. He didn't show any kindness to Su Qiao, as if this person didn't exist.

Su Qiao forced herself to calm down, took a deep breath, her lips were deeply pursed into a pink line, "Zhao..."

He Zhijin raised his head and looked at him coldly.

"Mr. He." Su Qiao changed her words sensibly.

He walked over and put the documents in his hands on the desk.

The secretary backed out, and He Zhijin picked up the documents on the table, pulled out a stack of clean white papers, and flipped through them calmly. The fingers pressing on the documents were slender and strong, with well-defined joints.

Su Qiao has a deep memory of these hands.

In winter, he ran two streets just to buy him a cup of milk tea. His cold hands were numb. The boy still looked at him with a gentle smile, but now, the same hands, turbulent, controlled the life and death of their family.

He took a deep breath and adjusted his breath, "Mr. He, these are the financial statements of my company for the past three years. According to previous data..."

He Zhijin read the documents, his voice was as calm as water, "I will not forgive this debt."

This was the first sentence he spoke.

Su Qiao wasn't surprised. He broke up with such a violent method at the beginning, and it was reasonable for He Zhijin not to lend a helping hand.

But he has no way out. He Zhijin is Su's father's only hope. The debt of [-] million will be punished for at least several decades. Su's father is a man of culture. He has been well-clothed and well-fed for half his life. It is still unknown whether he can survive the disaster of prison.

He took a deep breath, pressed his body down, and narrowed the distance between the two of them. He could almost feel the temperature on He Zhijin's body, clearly and forcefully, "Mr. He, as long as you give us three years, my father can get it back." With Rongcheng's 30% market share, half of our company's shares will belong to Wudong Group..."

He Zhijin turned his face and glanced at him, his slightly narrowed eyes were cold, "Wu Dong is not a charity organization."

Su Qiao had no idea in his heart, his chest was heavy, and he became calmer at this time. He threw out a weight, "This is a gamble on the future. The Su family is insolvent. Everything that can be auctioned has already been auctioned. Our family will take it no matter what." Not more than [-] million."

He Zhijin clicked on the documents on the desktop, "The value of Su's continuous operation is not high, only the brand has some value. Turning around in three years is really a fantasy."

"Mr. He..." Before Su Qiao finished speaking, He Zhijin pressed the square button on the table and calmly ordered, "Secretary Zhou, see off the guests."

[-] million is not a small amount, He Zhijin's attitude is tough, Su Qiao understands that the chance is small and slim, but he must seize this invisible opportunity.

Su Qiao lowered her head abruptly, the tip of her nose almost touched He Zhijin's face, her warm breath intertwined, causing a burst of heat, and said in a low voice, "Mr. He, you look a lot like a friend of mine."

He Zhijin was casual and unaffected, "Really?"

Su Qiao nodded her chin, smelling the pleasant scent of He Zhijin's perfume, and said slowly, "You are like my first boyfriend."

He Zhijin sneered, with mocking coldness in the corner of his eyes, "Su Qiao, what do you want to do?"

"I want to catch up with you." Su Qiao persevered in playing the last emotional card, ignoring the shame at the end of the road, "Do you still remember the brooch I gave you?"

He Zhijin turned her face gracefully and calmly, "Is there such a thing?"

The corner of Su Qiao's mouth twitched, and said in a low voice: "I gave it to you for Christmas, and that night was also our first time, you said..."

He touched the position of He Zhijin's chest with his fingers, feeling the ups and downs of his heart, he paused each word firmly, "You can never refuse me."

Arrogant people are often very confident in their own charm. Even if the other party has been stabbed in the chest by him, they still believe that the other party is hard to let go of their old love, and often...the other party really can't let them go.

Secretary Zhou stood at the door and looked at it, then closed the door sensible.

He Zhijin raised his eyebrows and looked at him indifferently, "It's been too long, I don't remember."

Su Qiao smiled, and the two posted very close, "I always remember, have you thought about me these years?"

He Zhijin's meal was full of laughter, "Su Qiao, do you think you are worth [-] million?"

Su Qiao could only take a big gamble, put all his eggs in one basket, he lowered his head and moved closer to He Zhijin, his lips moved slowly towards him, and even felt He Zhijin's rising and falling breathing.

He Zhijin remained motionless, looking at him deeply, the moment he touched him, He Zhijin turned his face coldly, and a warm kiss fell on his cheek.

Su Qiao blinked her eyes a few times, with cunning in her eyes, "You thought of me."

"Su Qiao, you're dreaming." He Zhijin twitched the corner of his mouth, and smiled softly, "Do you think I still like you?"

If He Zhijin refuses to help him, Su Qiao really has nowhere to go. Su's mother's tears, and his father who is about to go to jail, these are like ropes around Su Qiao's neck, and the feeling of suffocation binds him tightly.

Su Qiao must firmly seize this opportunity, he stood up straight, his eyes were slightly red, "If you don't want to help me, I can only go... take another path."

He Zhijin glanced at him, his eyes were indifferent, his fingers half-curved, and he clasped the table without haste.

Su Qiao is at this point, what other way can she go?

The only one who can betray is himself.

Su Qiao's eyes were wet, and she bit her lips tightly. A faint smell of blood filled her mouth, "I can do anything, as long as you are willing to help me."

He Zhijin turned his head to the side, looked at his red eyes seriously, "I can do anything?"

Su Qiao nodded, squeezed out a smile, and forced herself to be calm, "I will listen to everything you say."

No matter how He Zhijin tortured and humiliated him, he would endure it, as long as he could save the Su family, he was willing.

He Zhijin leaned back, looked at him, and thought for a few seconds, "I will lend you the money in my own name."

Su Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and immediately became nervous again, "What about the conditions?"

He Zhijin paused for a moment, followed by a brief silence, "I have a friend who owns an entertainment company, and all your time will belong to this company in the future, until your film contracts are divided enough to pay off the [-] million debt."

Turning around, bringing the dead back to life.

Su Qiao froze for a moment, then looked at He Zhijin fixedly, unable to guess whether He Zhijin was teasing him or not.

He Zhijin looked calm, "Do you want to do it?"

Su Qiao nodded fiercely, and the self-curls at the tip of her hair swayed up and down, "Do it!"

He Zhijin looked down at the documents on the desktop with a focused expression, "Someone will contact you tomorrow."

The surprise came too suddenly. Su Qiao seemed to be thrown up and down on a roller coaster. She grabbed her coat and walked outside. Thinking that his father would be home tomorrow, she couldn't wait to share the news with relatives and friends.

"Wait." He Zhijin stopped him.

Su Qiao turned her head and maintained her smile, worried that He Zhijin would suddenly regret it.

He Zhijin picked up the documents on the table to review, "Ask Secretary Zhou to come in."

Su Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, and the moment she closed the door, she heard He Zhijin's magnetic voice clearly and calmly said: "The appointment with Ms. Xia is on Wednesday afternoon, choose her favorite French restaurant, and remember to order a bouquet of roses .”

He paused, turned his head and glanced inside. He Zhijin's silhouette was exquisite and elegant. He put his hands in his pockets and walked down slowly.

After he walked away, in the office, Secretary Zhou asked in a low voice, "Mr. He, who is Miss Xia?"

He Zhijin was very efficient in handling things. That night, when Su Lihua returned home, the family hugged each other and wept. They reunited after a long absence and had a good reunion dinner together. A smile finally appeared on Su's mother's face. After experiencing the ups and downs of life, there is nothing more important than family.

No one expected that Su Qiao would accomplish this. Compared to his elder brother Su Mao, Su Qiao was not very capable among the cousins ​​of the Su family. Of course, except for this face, no one had ever placed high hopes on him. Hope he amuses the elders like a mascot.

This mascot actually got Su Lihua out of the prison, and the [-] million debt was successfully suspended, buying the Su family some time to breathe.

Su Lihua was very worried, gold cakes fell from the sky, and repeatedly asked Su Qiao about the details of meeting He Zhijin, Su Qiao said what should be said, and did not mention a word.

Su's parents didn't know the relationship between Su Qiao and He Zhijin. If they had met He Zhijin, they would be able to recall the boy who waited for three days at the gate of the villa six years ago.

The author has something to say: This chapter also has 30 red envelopes!