Collective mind reading, villain boss, let me go

On the other side, Nan Zheqian looked at the phone and stopped the meeting directly.

Lawyer Chen: "Mr. Nan, the purchase contract for the castle has been completed with Miss Nan."

Nan Zheqian nodded and tapped the pen in his hand on the table. The entire conference room was as quiet as a chicken.

"Just send the contract over. You don't have to worry about anything else."

After Lawyer Chen hung up the phone, he rushed to Nan Group.

When Nan Zheqian finished the meeting, Lawyer Chen had already arrived. He walked to the desk and looked at the contract: "Lawyer Chen, if this contract is gone, then the purchase agreement will naturally be invalid, right?"

Lawyer Chen was a little confused but nodded: "Yes, if there is no contract, the handover cannot be done, and the castle will still be under Miss Nan's name."

Nan Zheqian picked up the contract and put it directly into the shredder: "Pay the money as usual and tell her that the transfer has been completed. Zhizhi will not check the properties under her name."

Lawyer Chen just watched the contract come out of the shredder bit by bit. Yes... bit by bit.

"Boss Nan, what do you mean...?"

Nan Zheqian sat down, pinching his brows tiredly: "Just let her think that her house is sold. Just 400 billion, just give it to her as pocket money."

Lawyer Chen nodded like a lucky cat, a little speechless, a mere 400 billion? I was wondering why you took the initiative to add 300 billion when they asked for 100 billion, is this the charm of the richest man? Pocket money in million?

Chen Shuo has been a lawyer for so many years and has taken on so many jobs, big and small. He has seen many wealthy families in City A, but he has never seen anyone like Nan Zheqian.

On the other side, Nan Zhi was standing at the entrance of the building. This building was the entertainment industry under the Nan family. The Xingnan Company signed by Nan Qian'an was located here, and the equipment here was the best. In the past, in order to facilitate meetings with Nan Qian'an, her dance studio was also set up here.

At that time, Nan Qian'an had been following Jiang Zhinian's arrangement and was heading towards the path of the International Music Association, but he insisted on entering the entertainment industry, and she also switched from being a violinist to ballet.

Jiang Zhinian thought that the two of them were rebellious, so she threw them together, but her mother still loved her and found Tina to be her teacher.

Nan Zhi sighed and walked in.

"Are you new here?"

Nan Zhi was slightly stunned when she saw the man next to the elevator, and then she realized that he was asking her.

“No, I’m not an artist.”

The man looked at her and said, "Eh? With your qualifications, you're not an artist?"

Nan Zhi watched the elevator arrive and went forward to press the 18th floor button.

The man followed and pressed the 9th floor button: "I'm Song Jia, what about you?"

Nan Zhi glanced at him and was somewhat speechless: "I'm not an artist."

Song Jia smiled, revealing a very sunny smile: "Oh, Xingnan will definitely not let go of your offer. Even if we are not colleagues now, we will definitely be in the future."

Nan Zhi: "You're here."

Song Jia was stunned: "So fast? Okay... remember to tell me your name next time we meet~"

Nan Zhi smiled, but she kept pressing the button to close the door. The elevator returned to silence, but the panic in her heart came back. She lowered her head to look at her legs, her heart beating fast.

On the 18th floor, there were dance rooms separated by a large rest area in the middle. She walked to the room at the back that had a sign saying "No Entry". When she opened it, she saw a blonde woman in a black training suit.

Even though the years have left traces on her face, one can still see her beauty when she was young.

Tina smiled as soon as she saw the person coming and said in fluent English: "Thank God, I finally got you after such a long time."

Nan Zhi lowered her head somewhat embarrassedly and responded to her in standard American English: "I'm sorry Tina, something happened to me recently that made me think differently about ballet."

"That must be something very serious."

"Ok?"

Tina put her legs down and walked gracefully in front of her: "Sariel, I have never seen you have any other ideas about ballet. You have always been very sure of your goal, which is to become me, replace me, and surpass me."

Nan Zhi nodded and leaned against the wall tiredly: "Maybe I..."

"Maybe you should dance a song first. Oh~ How about your favorite Swan Lake? I still remember the way you performed the 32 whip turns for the first time!"

“Tina…”

"Sariel, I don't know what you've been through, but I know your love for ballet, and I don't believe you will give up."

Nan Zhi was stunned. Yes... She was afraid of ballet. She had tried every night in her previous life, but always failed. Now that she could dance again, she was afraid, but should she give up again?

She can't.

"You are worthy of being my teacher, Tina. I will go change my clothes."

The music stopped, and Nan Zhi stood there in a daze. Then came Tina's applause and generous praise.

"It turns out... no matter how scared I am, I can't change my muscle memory..."

Tina: "You are already an adult. You can apply for the adult world-class competition this year. I look forward to your joining the dance association."

Nan Zhi nodded. In her previous life, she joined the dance association as she wished, but then her legs were fractured. "Tina, joining the dance association has always been my wish. I will definitely replace you and surpass you."

"This is the Sariel I know!"

Nan Zhi looked at herself in the mirror, and she unconsciously felt a little more hopeful. Wasn't she coming back to change everything? She would never let them take away her dream a second time!

Dancing again after many years, she stayed in the dance studio until 8 o'clock in the evening. She kept dancing and dancing for a full 10 hours until the pain in her ankle made it impossible for her to continue.

Nan Zhi leaned against the mirror and panted heavily, with sweat dripping down her forehead: "Ah... I'm so tired..."

She picked up her phone, took a look at it, and walked into the hall. It was 8 o'clock in the evening, and the lights in most dance studios were still on. Xingnan was like this, survival of the fittest. Only by continuous efforts and hard work could she stand out.

A bottle of water fell in front of the vending machine. Nan Zhi opened the lid and drank half of it.

She turned around and sat down on the sofa with the lid open. She was still drinking slowly. The next moment, Nan Zhi suddenly laughed because she remembered that she seemed to be so embarrassed only when she was dancing.

"Hmm...? Why haven't I seen you before?"