Chapter 93 Ten Thousand Years Creditor

Looking at the open elevator door, Tan Ailin changed her mind again. She really wanted to see what kind of holy goblin the girl who could make her youngest son compete with others was jealous. But what if you just go to Ke Nansheng's office and see that girl and take her? Either drive the girl away and stop harassing Ke Nansheng, or order his son to stop seeing the girl again...

Obviously this doesn't work! Young people have a rebellious mentality. Maybe the more they oppose them, the more they will be more determined and courageous to be together. In the end, it can only be that hurting the mother and son backfires...

The most important thing right now is to choose a daughter-in-law for my son. With so many famous ladies, I can't believe that none of them will make my son feel pleasing to the eye. As long as the marriage is settled for him, there will be nothing to do with the girl.

Why make enemies with his son for an insignificant girl!

"Mom, why don't you get into the elevator?"

Su Tong caught up with Tan Ailin, just to see her hesitating at the elevator door. Tan Ailin turned around and pretended to be surprised and said:

"I think I have something to deal with... Well, go to Nan Sheng's office and see what he needs? Tell him to come home with me after get off work at night."

Su Tong had a good heart and smiled sweetly at Tan Ailin.

"Okay, I'll get back to you in a moment."

Ke Nansheng's office.

Opposite Weiwei sat the two directors of the corporate image design company invited by Ke Nansheng. On the screen of their laptops, they respectively demonstrated the full set of image plans for the crock pot house they designed overnight.

Ke Nansheng leaned on the back of the chair, his eyes kept alternating between the two plans, he seemed dissatisfied, and seemed unable to choose.

At this time, Weiwei was still very embarrassed and uneasy. Just now, he was held by Ke Nansheng's waist, and in front of everyone's eyes, he stepped into the elevator of Shengshi Huamei Building to the core leadership. Although the elevator door blocked the chatter of the beautiful customer service staff, it was Ke Nansheng's words that made her even more uneasy and embarrassed.

"I bought the current berth at Crock House, and I will only be your landlord in the future, and you will still be the boss of Crock House. The one million I transferred to you is an interest-free loan. You have to work hard to pay me back. You can't pay me less than a dime."

Weiwei was originally standing side by side with Ke Nansheng, but after hearing what he said, she took a step back and stared at him in amazement, as if she had never known him before, but also seemed to have suddenly discovered another side of his cunning.

"I know that investment is risky... It's better to lend it to me, so that at least the principal can be protected. However, even if one million is deposited in the bank, the interest is still a lot... I'll pay you the interest based on the bank's fixed deposit. "

Weiwei felt that her tongue was knotted when she spoke, and her eyes met Ke Nansheng for a few seconds before quickly running away, she was afraid of the Wang Hong in his eyes.

"I am your creditor, you have to listen to me on this matter."

A smile appeared in Ke Nansheng's eyes. He likes to see Weiwei look like a frightened little white rabbit at this time, which is very different from her usual cool and chrysanthemum temperament.

"Debt - Lord!"

Weiwei felt a sudden sweat on the tip of her nose, and her palms suddenly became hot. The word creditor reminded her of a movie she had seen when she was a child. She didn't remember the specific content of the movie at all. She only remembered that the creditor's name was Huang Shiren, and the creditor forced the girl who owed the debt to pay off the debt.

Weiwei subconsciously folded her arms in front of her chest and looked at Ke Nansheng again.

"How long is the loan period?"

"Well, for a long time without interest, it may be ten or twenty years, or," Ke Nansheng paused, staring at Weiwei's clear pupils, his expression became more serious, "Or A hundred years is also possible."

"a hundred years!"

Weiwei couldn't help but repeat.

"What? If the time is not long enough, then 10,000 years!"

Ke Nansheng finally couldn't help laughing.

Weiwei's head seems to be about to explode, Ke Nansheng is going to be her creditor for 10,000 years, this must be a joke! But he didn't say the loan term, she would feel like a whip behind her back that could fall at any time. This is both a spur and an invisible pressure.

"May I ask which plan Mr. Ke prefers? I have served your company for so long, and I know what President Ke wants."

The director of the corporate image company who went to Ke Nansheng's office with Weiwei, one fat and one thin. The one who spoke was a kind-hearted fat man, ******, with a worldly sophistication in his eyes. The plan he made was 200,000 more than the thin supervisor.

Ke Nansheng didn't look at the fat supervisor, he put his hands and fingers on his chest, looked away from the computer screen and looked at Weiwei.

"Ask President Jiang's opinion. I'm only responsible for helping her build a bridge. As for whether you can cooperate successfully or not, it depends on each other's fate."

Ke Nansheng looked at Weiwei with a hint of mischief in his eyes. Weiwei didn't know whether to laugh or cry, she didn't know when she was promoted to be President Jiang.

After hearing Ke Nansheng's words, the fat supervisor immediately understood that it was the plainly dressed girl in front of him who made the decision today. When he first came in, he didn't take Weiwei seriously at all, and thought it was the low-level staff who worked for Ke Nansheng on standby. This will understand, and immediately reveal a bright smile.

"It turned out to be President Jiang, disrespectful and disrespectful!"

The fat supervisor got up and handed the business card to Weiwei, and the thin supervisor was not to be outdone. He took out a box of business cards and hurriedly took one out and handed it to Weiwei.

"What is the age, who wants to hand over business cards. I will add WeChat later to facilitate future contact."

Ke Nansheng stopped them.

"Right, right! Mr. Ke is worthy of being a pioneer in the forefront of fashion, and his aesthetics are always a few steps ahead of us ordinary people."

Before the fat supervisor could finish speaking, the thin supervisor hurriedly said:

"Let me just say, when did Shengshi Huamei become interested in investing in the food industry. It turns out that Ke was always entrusted by friends... Please rest assured, Mr. Ke, our company has always regarded it as a top priority. Otherwise, Last night, as soon as our boss received the message from Mr. Ke, he immediately arranged for our two big kings to draft the design plan overnight. The time was a bit rushed, but we used all our housekeeping skills..."

When the fat supervisor was talking to Ke Nansheng, the thin supervisor kept slumping. He saw that the female boss prefers an economical solution, and Weiwei will definitely fall in love with his design.

Both the fat and thin supervisors looked at Weiwei eagerly, waiting for her to decide the final plan. Ke Nansheng also looked at Weiwei with great interest, wanting to see how she made the first important decision to operate the Crock Pot.

According to Ke Nansheng's opinion, both schemes have merits. The fat supervisor's design is high-end and gorgeous, but it is obviously a bit too hard. There is a suspicion that Xiaojiabiyu is not atmospheric enough. If you combine the two solutions, it should be perfect.

However, if Weiwei chooses the thin supervisor's plan, it would be a wise choice. After all, she is burdened with a debt of one million yuan, and everything starts from the cost, which is a portrayal of the early days of the entrepreneur.