Time and you are my fault

The issue of liquidated damages is still a serious concern for Chu Yi.

Lian Shanshan borrowed a large sum of money from her family, including the money she cheated from Han Qifeng, a total of 3000 million, and handed it all over to Chu Yi.

As soon as Qiao Mingshan arrived abroad, she learned of Chu Yi's difficult situation, and gave Chu Yi a huge sum of money to help her fill in the loopholes.

Looking at the two large sums of money, Chu Yi felt very sour.

After I went to the bathroom to wash my face, the cold water washed away my red eyes and hot cheeks.

After all her emotions calmed down, she also made a major decision.

Walking out of the bathroom, dialed Xiao He's phone, and said in a concentrated voice, "Give me the invitation, and I will go to the banquet tonight."

This is the first time Chu Yi has appeared in the mixed circle of people and dragons in the capital since the Hengzong turmoil.

eight pm.

Chu Yi stepped on silver high-heeled shoes and a black dress with a halter neck, and walked into this ostentatious Vanity Fair radiantly.

She came today with only one purpose, to find a suitable financier.

If no one invests in Xin He, there are only two paths ahead of her.

One, sell Xin He at a low price.

Second, the company declared dissolution.

No matter which one, it was a scene Chu Yi didn't want to see.

At the reception, everyone looked at Chu Yi curiously.

Whispering passed by her ears, the voice was not small, it seemed that it was intended for her.

"This President Chu's psychological quality is really good. The Zong family directly sent a message to kick her out, and she dared to come out and show off."

"What's wrong with swagger, he has a figure, face, and capital, don't you see the eyes of hungry wolves around you?"

"As expected of a master who has played since childhood, he can exude a sense of smell wherever he goes."

Several men and women gathered together and laughed lowly.

Chu Yi ignored these voices and went straight to her goal for tonight.

The CEO of Rongcheng Entertainment, Feng Cheng.

Chu Yi came to Feng Cheng with a champagne glass, "Hi, Mr. Feng, I'm Xinhe Media..."

"Chui." The man turned sideways slightly, interrupting her.

At the age of 27 or [-], he has an outstanding appearance and a tall and straight figure. Looking at the whole reception, he is really an outstanding existence.

Chu Yi froze for a moment, with a smile on her face, "Boss Feng recognizes me."

"There is no one in the capital who doesn't know Mr. Chu." Feng Cheng raised his glass to him and said meaningfully.

Chu Yi felt a lump of hemp in her chest, which made her breathless.

"President Chu asked me to talk about financing cooperation?" The man said straight to the point.

Chu Yi nodded, since the other party was honest, she didn't hide it.

"President Chu, I don't know how to raise money."

Chu Yi struggled with the manuscript for a long while, but before she could say anything, she was turned away.

"I just want to buy."

Four words, the final word.

Chu Yi squeezed the wine glass tightly, her expression was a little bad.

"As we all know, you are breaking up with the Zong family now, and the person who is willing to inject capital into you, unless he is mentally ill, won't he just hit Heng Zong in the face." Feng Cheng squinted at the woman's indifferent little face, looking at her with a half-smile.

Chuy is indeed beautiful, among the women he has ever seen, she can be ranked in the top three.

But what's the use of being beautiful, when you don't have a strong backer, and you don't have enough background, you can only wait to be bitten and swallowed by the hungry wolf hiding in the dark.

"Mr. Chu has made up his mind, then contact me."

After finishing speaking, Feng Cheng shook his wine glass and walked into the distance.

Chu Yi's face was a little pale, and the probing eyes and words from all around came again.

"It seems that this is a failure to strike up a conversation."

"Do you think it's enough to be beautiful? Who dares to touch someone who has given birth to a child and is against Hengzong."

"Young Mistress Hengzong is wrong, what kind of monster is she?"

"Do you think there is a possibility, that Zong family... can't?"

For a moment, the small group of people fell silent.

Married for five or six years without children, it is really possible that the one in the Zong family can't do it.

Chuy shook her head, put the empty wine glass in her hand on the long table, and walked to the bathroom.

The cold water washed over her fingers, which relieved her heavy thoughts.

Suddenly, several people who came out of the bathroom bumped into her violently.

Chu Yi frowned, leaning on the edge of the marble to stand firm, and looked at the few people.

The woman in yellow squeezed her throat and said, "Oh, sorry, I didn't see you here."

Chu Yi pursed her lips, and the anger spread in her eyes.

"Why are you staring at me? I'm so scared!"

Chu Yi raised her red lips slightly, "It's okay, after all, the two holes on your nostrils are just for venting, I sympathize with you."

After finishing speaking, he shook off the water droplets on his hand, took out the wiping paper and wiped it slowly.

The woman in yellow reacted for two seconds, pointed at Chu Yi viciously, and cursed angrily, "You dumped bastard, how dare you scold me! You... ah!"

Chu Yi grabbed the woman's finger and snapped it backwards.

Screams like killing pigs came from the bathroom.

Chu Yi approached from a close distance, his gaze swept past the woman in yellow, and finally landed in front of her eyes, "You and I have never met before, give me peace of mind."

The woman in yellow wanted to resist, but the pain in her hand became even worse, "You are crazy... Ah! Let go! Let go!"

Chu Yi smiled lightly, with fierce and sharp eyes lingering, like a leopard ready to show its fangs, and bite off the neck of the enemy, "Even if I am a scum, not everyone can step on it, remember Already!"

"Let go of Yan Meng!" Finally, someone from the sister group behind her was willing to stand up.

Chu Yi raised her eyebrows, "Yanmeng, Lin Luolian's plastic sister in college, so this is to complain for Lin Luolian? Has the plastic melted yet?"

She gently pushed him away, and took another tissue to wipe her hands.

Yan Meng rubbed her fingers that were about to break off, "Why are you so arrogant! Luo Lian will marry into the clan right away! When the time comes, you will be crushed to death like an ant!"

Chu Yi suddenly laughed, disdainful and frivolous.

"Marry into the clan's family? Run me to death?" Chu Yi stepped forward step by step, her whole body overwhelmed, making them take a step back, "Do you know that Lin Luolian just came out of the ICU a few days ago?"

"Do you know why Lin Luolian entered the ICU?"

Several people looked at each other.

Chu Yi generously admitted, "I did."

For a moment, the air was dead silent.

"The sound of the fire extinguisher hitting her skull was like chopping a pork chop."

"Her blood splattered on the walls and floor, everywhere."

"The color is very nice, just like...your lipstick today."

Chu Yi's cold eyes fell on Yan Meng's bright red lips, and her tone was gentle, but with a bone-chilling coldness.

The people on the opposite side were frightened by Chu Yi's description, "Let's go! Let's go! She's crazy! Chu Yi must be crazy!"

Chu Yi stared at the backs of several people, with a smile on his face and a calm and restrained expression.

All are women.

But in this world, it is often women who make things difficult for women the most.

Seeing that you were good in the past and not good now, they wish they could step you into the mud and never get up again.

They won't admit to being jealous of you in the past, and usually vent their dirty and shameful resentment under the banner of justice for some people.

Why were you so arrogant in the past?
Why did you win thousands of favors in the past?
You should be like us, lying in this mud, stinking and rotten.

Chuy sneered, and accurately threw the ball of paper in his hand into the trash can.

When he turned to leave, he bumped into a woman smoking a cigarette who was leaning against the wall at the door.

Zhao Meiqi looked at Chu Yi from top to bottom, her voice was hoarse, "I was worried that you would be bullied, but..."

She paused, her tone was playful, and her voice floated out slowly in the hazy smoke, "Chui, you used to be really good at pretending."