Quick Pass: The host has no desire to survive

Chapter 290 Missy Can Have Any Bad Ideas (6)

"Do you think this commander-in-chief will take a fancy to such a small profit?"

These words completely crushed the last life-saving straw in Zhang Rongsheng's heart, his body trembled and fell on the chair, his face was so pale that there was no blood.

Beier's eyes were as black as obsidian, and he looked at her cheap father with a bit of worry. He couldn't help but let out a breath from the bottom of his heart, and walked up to Di Chengting. The eyes as bright as stars matched his The deep eyes filled with ice and snow looked at each other.

"Marshal Di, I am willing to give you two-thirds of the ships of the shipping company, but I want you to help us pay off our debts. I wonder if Marshal Di is willing to do this business?"

The girl's eyes were bright, but her full lips were bloodless, and her complexion was so white that it seemed to be transparent. Her soft and powerful voice hit Di Chengting's heart heavily.

Zhang Rongsheng couldn't take it anymore when he heard her words, how dare this daughter speak to the Generalissimo like this.

And she didn't even discuss with him, and she was about to send the company's lifeblood out. He felt his heart hurt, and he felt like he had a heart attack.

Di Chengting's beautiful and deep eyes stared quietly at the little girl who was wearing a small red dress and looked as beautiful as a porcelain doll in front of her. Looking at her star-like eyes, she looked at him very firmly.

He laughed suddenly.

The originally sharp and cold face became captivating because of this smile, and even a little cute.

The eyes of the girl in front of her were slightly bent into crescent moons, she tilted her head and looked at him inexplicably.

That look seemed to say, do you agree or not?

"Have you ever asked him what you said?" His deep eyes looked at Zhang Rongsheng who was lying on the chair, clutching his chest, and the words he said were full of contempt for Bei'er.

Bei'er glanced at his cheap father, and saw that his flesh was hurting.

I kept sighing in my heart, my teammates are too stupid, what should I do?
Waiting online is very urgent~
"All the shares in this shipping company have been transferred to my name by my father five years ago in order to give my daughter a safe life, so I can make the decision."

At this moment, the girl who said these words, with a warm smile on her face, walked to Zhang Rongsheng's side step by step, stroked his back gently, and continued in a firm and serious tone: "I know you don't care about the ship at all. The small profits of the company, all they want are those merchant ships, otherwise my father invited you to come to Zhang Mansion, otherwise you would not condescend to come, would you?"

Di Chengting's eyes narrowed slightly, and the deep black pupils gradually became deeper and deeper, even dark.

The already strong bloodthirsty atmosphere around him became even more aggressive when Bei'er finished speaking, permeating the entire tea room in an instant.

He took a step forward, and with more and more fierce aura, he rushed towards the little girl in front of him.

He stretched out his hand suddenly, pinched her small chin, and said in a deep voice, "Little girl is very courageous, do you know where the last person who spoke like this in front of me went?"

Bei'er knew that he was very angry, and the surrounding atmosphere was going to overwhelm her, so he squeezed her chin very hard with his fingers.

If he had used even a little bit of strength, his jaw would definitely have shattered.

Those black obsidian eyes drooped slightly, and the long and curly eyelashes covered the star-like pupils. She didn't want to look at the angry lion, nor did she want him to see the eyes in her eyes. Tears flowed from the pain.

The original owner was a squeamish young lady, she had never suffered any harm except that time since she was a child, but now that her chin was being pinched, tears of pain flowed out involuntarily.

She knew that she couldn't overwhelm him in terms of momentum, and she hated the feeling that she was like an ant.

She clenched her back molars tightly together, and her plump lips, which were already bloodless, looked even paler at this moment.

"Where did you go?"

The girl's soft and weak voice asked without a hint of fear in her tone.

Di Chengting pinched the girl's chin, and it felt a little soft, a little delicate, and a little warm.

He thought, this girl looks like a porcelain doll, but unexpectedly, it feels like a soft plush toy, and there is a trace of fresh and sweet smell coming from her black hair.

Well, it smells good. It smells much better than the smells of those famous ladies who were often not afraid of death and stuck it up.

Hearing her seemingly innocent question, Di Chengting touched his waist, took out a black pistol, and lightly pressed it against the girl's white forehead, "Of course I became a dead soul under the gun."

When he said this, he lowered his body slightly, and his thin lips approached the girl's small and tender earlobe.

Zhang Rongsheng found that his daughter was held against the forehead by this man with a gun. He stood up directly, pulled his daughter behind him, and said in a begging tone: "Marshal Di, my little girl has been spoiled since she was a child. What you say is offending, please don't make a deal with a child, okay?"

Bei'er raised her eyes and looked at the cheap father standing in front of her with a slightly curved back. His shoulders were not very broad, but they could hold up a world for her. There was a warm light flowing from his heart, and he closed his eyes slightly. lips.

She will not allow others to bully him.

"If killing me can relieve my anger, I am willing to die."

The girl's voice was not loud, but it echoed in the tea room for a long time.

Di Chengting's thin lips were pursed together, and the corners of his long and narrow eyes were slightly raised, making his entire face more aggressive and fierce, and his aura even more ruthless.

He didn't know why, but he would argue with a little girl.

He took a step back and sat on a chair with his long legs folded together, looking noble and cold, "As far as I know, you have fifteen merchant ships."

When Bei Er heard his words, he knew that the man had let go.

"Yes."

"Then I want twelve of them."

After Zhang Rongsheng heard this sentence, his expression was a little dull, and then he came back to his senses and looked at his daughter.

How can this be.

Bei Er gave him a comforting look, "Yes, but I have to add one more condition, Marshal Di will protect our personal safety for three years."

Di Chengting felt a little strange that she made such a request.

But without thinking too much, he nodded, "Yes."

"Words are unsubstantiated, words are evidence, and we still need third-party supervision."

Bei'er was afraid that this person would play tricks. After all, in the face of absolute power, any promises are false, especially in an era that is about to be war-torn, so she had to be careful.

Di Chengting played with the pistol in his hand with a serious expression, as if treating a lover.

After hearing what the little girl said, he suddenly realized that she was more fun than the gun in his hand, and his thin lips parted slightly——

(End of this chapter)