Quick Transmigration: The President of Sick Jiao is fond of and flirted with

When Song Chubai heard this, his face turned red, and he didn't know if he was angry or ashamed.

Jin Chen saw Song Chubai's flushed face from the corner of his eyes, his eyes twinkled slightly, and the smile on the corner of his mouth seemed to deepen.

Kind of cute.He thought so in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm.

The car galloped all the way, and soon arrived at the Moonlight Clubhouse.

This is a membership system. If you want to enter, you must show your membership card, and the membership card here is very difficult to get. Without any connections, you can't get a membership here.

Since Jin Chen can come here, he naturally has a membership card.

Song Chubai followed beside him, watching as Jin Chen took out a gold-plated black card and handed it to the waiter.

The waiter swiped the card to the machine in his hand, and after confirming his identity, he respectfully made a "please" gesture.

After entering the clubhouse, Song Chubai whispered, "Dean Jin, what are we doing here?"

"Talk about business." Jin Chen said lightly.

As soon as this was mentioned, Song Chubai couldn't help but think of what Jin Chen said in the car just now.

He pulled his clothes, his face turned pale, "Are you really going to sell me?"

After a pause, he said in a low voice, "I can't sell much."

"I'm lazy and greedy, and I have a bad temper. No one will buy me."

Jin Chen paused, looked sideways at Song Chubai, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I think you have a good temper." He hooked his lips, "You look good-looking, and you must be able to sell for a lot of money."

Leaning forward slightly, he almost got close to Song Chubai's ear, and whispered: "There must be many people who want to buy you back as their daughter-in-law."

Song Chubai's body trembled violently. If he said it so concretely, is he really going to sell him?

Seeing Song Chubai's face getting paler, Jin Chen's smile deepened.

He grabbed Song Chubai's wrist and pulled him towards the box.

"gone."

Song Chubai was pulled by him, and automatically followed his footsteps.

Soon, they arrived at the box named "Tiandi No. [-]".

Jin Chen raised his hand and knocked on the door, and a deep voice came from inside, "Come in."

Jin Chen pulled Song Chubai to push the door and walked in, scanning around.

There are three people in the box, all sitting on the sofa in the middle, and to the left of the sofa, there is a separate reception room, which is blocked by a screen, so you can't see the situation there temporarily.

There is a lot of wine on the coffee table in front of the sofa, including red wine, white wine, beer, all kinds of wine, and several exquisite fruit plates.

Seeing Jin Chen coming, the three of them stood up together, and the man in the middle nodded to him, and said calmly, "Boss Jin."

Jin Chen nodded, and pulled Song Chubai to the other side of the sofa.

After sitting down, he didn't intend to introduce each other. He just glanced at the wine on the table and clicked his tongue, "Meeting friends with wine?"

Bancunnan said with a smile, "Just a couple of drinks."

As he spoke, the two people beside him quickly poured wine for them.

Song Chubai watched from the side, not daring to speak casually, so he just looked at Jin Chen and started drinking with each other.

The two were chatting while drinking. From their conversation, Song Chubai learned that the guy opposite him was named Zhou, and the two people next to him should be his subordinates. This time, they came here to really discuss business. What business, he did not understand.

But it seems to be about people.The more Song Chubai listened, the more startled he became.

Jin Chen wouldn't really want to sell him, would he?

Thinking of this, the way Song Chubai looked at Jin Chen changed a bit.

Jin Chen tilted his head slightly, and bumped into a pair of wet eyes unexpectedly.

The pupils were clearly pure black, but at this moment, they were filled with grievances and pity, and there were also accusations hidden.

Jin Chen was taken aback for a moment.

This daze fell into Zhou An's eyes, thinking that he was already half drunk, so he simply said: "President Jin, the wine is almost drunk, why don't we talk about business?"

"Please move."

Zhou An stood up first and walked towards the reception room next to him.

Jin Chen came back to his senses, frowned, pulled Song Chubai up, and walked towards the reception room.

The two sat down opposite each other, and on the table in the middle were two documents, in black and white, in standard font size four.

Song Chubai was dragged to sit down by Jin Chen, and he didn't read the contents of the document clearly, so he heard Zhou An from the opposite side say, "Forty-six cents, how about it?"

Song Chubai's pupils shrank slightly. Has this already started to discuss how to sell him?

Forty-six cents?Is it sold by the catty?

Forty-six cents a catty?He is so worthless?

Pork now costs 20 yuan a catty!

Is he worse than a pig?

Song Chubai, who was a little bit wronged just now, is not wronged all of a sudden, even if he is sold, it can't be so cheap!

Without waiting for Jin Chen to speak, he didn't know where the courage came from, rolled up his sleeves, slapped the table with a slap, his cheeks puffed up, and said angrily: "No!"

Zhou An frowned. Forty-six cents was already their bottom line. He gave the bottom line as soon as he came up, which can be said to be full of sincerity. Isn't it not enough?

Just when Zhou An was about to speak, Song Chubai spoke again.

"At least fifty cents!"

Zhou An:? ?

For a moment, he suspected that he had heard wrong.

"What?" he couldn't help asking.

Song Chubai bit his lip, and said with a bit of stubbornness: "The minimum is fifty cents, and it can't be lowered any more."

"Although I'm lazy, greedy, and have a bad temper, I'm still a human being. Forty-six cents, it's too insulting to me."

He didn't even have fifty cents, and he was too embarrassed to face the sow who kicked him to death.

Zhou An:?

He looked at Jin Chen, his mind was full of question marks.

It was the first time he had seen drug price negotiations, and the supplier raised the price so outrageously.

Everyone is pressing one point for one point, but now it's good, and it's [-] cents directly.

Is the words of the person brought by Jin Chen effective?

At this moment, Jin Chen supported Song Chubai's shoulder with one hand, lowered his head halfway, and his body trembled.

Xu Shi really couldn't help it anymore, he laughed out loud, his waist was half bent, his right hand was covering his stomach, it was obviously a little painful from laughing.

For a moment, there was only Jin Chen's laughter in the room, which was joyful and carefree, which made Zhou An feel a little inexplicable.

He had never seen Jin Chen smiling so freely.

But at this time, Jin Chen didn't seem to intend to explain, so the few of them could only wait for Jin Chen to finish laughing.

After Jin Chen laughed enough, he wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at Song Chubai with a smile in his eyes.

"Why so cute? Huh?"

Song Chubai looked at Jin Chen blankly.

"Really think I'm going to sell you?" Jin Chen looked at Song Chubai's bulging cheeks, raised his hand and poked them, the softer touch than expected made his eyelashes tremble quickly.

"You are so cute, I won't sell it for any money."

Jin Chen gave a low laugh, seeing Song Chubai's dazed expression, his heart softened, and he said in a low voice, "I don't want to part with it."