Feng Ling looked at him with a very different look: "You said that you have loved me for ten years. If I say break up, break up. You have not agreed. I have also thought about it. No matter what age group, the experience always seems to be the same. You are inseparable and I am destined to be entangled with you for the rest of my life."
Her tone paused for two seconds and then she continued calmly: "I am no longer an ignorant teenage girl. I will soon be twenty-four years old, which is the age of marriageable age. I will either completely break up with you." , let go of your worries and fall in love with other men who pursue me, or I will be entangled with you forever. There is no need for us to waste time on each other."
"So?" Li Nanheng's eyebrows moved slightly.
"The Washington Financial Conference will raise a billion dollars. From the start of the Financial Conference, within one week, whoever gets it first will win." Feng Ling raised his chin and looked at him calmly: "You win, I will marry you. I win, Just don’t show up again, and there’s a complete end between us.”
Li Nanheng smiled: "That's it?"
Hearing his tone, Feng Ling looked at him with cold eyes: "Don't be so early, I have additional conditions."
"explain."
"Next month's financial conference will not allow the arms dealers behind you to participate, nor will you be allowed to use your private funds to participate in financing. I know you have money, and Li does not need to raise funds. , but now the way we compete is who wins the one billion financing from outside. This game must be based on equal rules." Feng Ling looked at him coldly: "If you dare to cheat, I will find you. A flash marriage with another man."
Li Nanheng put his hands on the railing and looked down at her. Hearing his words about finding another man for a flash marriage, he smiled and said, "I'm afraid that man thinks his life is too long."
Feng Ling retracted her gaze, stopped looking at him, and looked directly at the floor sign at the turn of the stairs: "I'm going to see Ji Nuan." After that, he walked straight down.
Listening to Feng Ling's footsteps receding in the stairwell below, Li Nanheng retracted his gaze from the stairwell, picked up his phone, played with it for a moment, then turned around and walked out.
As he walked, he dialed a number on his mobile phone with his long finger. After the other party connected, he said calmly: "Check all the investors and S+ financiers at the Washington Financial Conference next month to see who they are. After checking, Take what I say to them, and if Ms. Feng from New York comes to them to study financing options, open the door for her to come in, and don’t embarrass her.”
After a few more simple instructions, Li Nanheng hung up the phone. When he turned around, he saw Qin Siting leaning in front of the door over there with his arms folded across his chest and looking at him with a clear and meaningful look.
Li Nanheng threw the phone back into his pocket and walked over: "The person opposite has collapsed?"
"Of course." Qin Siting smiled and looked at him again: "I just went to the safe passage and heard a few conversations."
Li Nanheng remained silent.
"Knowing that this is the last bottom line she has set for herself, she must either stay together well with you or break it off completely. Although it is indeed in line with her character, but combined with her additional conditions, you have only a hundred There is a 50/50 chance of winning. If she loses, she will never look back. It's good for you. Not only did you not hinder her, but you also asked the financier to open the door for her. What? You want to do it yourself? Someone sends him away?"
Li Nanheng put one hand in his trouser pocket and asked instead: "If Shi Niange asked you to play this kind of game, you would choose to let her enjoy the pleasure of revenge in this game, let her take the opportunity to vent and be happy. Or should I choose to confront her head-on and let her experience failure along the way?"
Qin Siting raised his eyebrows: "You have seen her very clearly."
Li Nanheng sneered: "I haven't made any unforgivable mistakes. If she is angry, I will help her vent her anger. If she is unhappy, I will let her take revenge until she feels comfortable. Her life for the past thirteen years has been messy. Blank, I have been there for the next eleven years, and no one in the world knows her better than me."
Qin Siting chuckled: "Looking at your proud look, it seems that what she just said was not some competition, but that she agreed to marry you and be Mrs. Li."
Li Nanheng smiled: "The moment she opened her mouth, she already was."
"You're confident?"
"It's not confidence, it's facts."
"The original tomb was just a name given in words and has nothing to do with the facts. Besides, she is still alive, so the tomb is in name only. You should have this in mind."
"Of course I know." Li Nanheng glanced at him sideways, as if some of his treasures had been accidentally seen by his brother: "Just now, did you see her shooting skills?"
"Uh-huh." Qin Siting responded lightly.
"How about it, excellent or not?"
“…”
"handsome or not?"
“…”
"Does it look good or not?"
“…”
"Envy or not?"
“…”
"Compared to singing songs at your house, isn't Feng Ling more beautiful?"
“…”
Qin Siting couldn't bear it anymore. He couldn't stand Li Nanheng, who had been left out for more than two years, but he was so excited just after taking part in a "sparring" game that he turned around and left.
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Ji Nuan had really experienced a catastrophe. Feng Ling stayed in Los Angeles for a few days. When Ji Nuan was out of danger and was taken directly back to Haicheng by Mr. Mo, she left Los Angeles and started preparations after returning to New York. About the financial conference in a month.
In fact, this was her first time to participate in such a grand financial conference. Fifth Avenue in Washington is the largest financial center in the world, but Feng Ling has been to Washington once or twice before, but she has never been there. He went to the edge of the city, went on missions, exterminated various terrorists, and participated in many life-and-death rescues.
The plane landed smoothly at the Washington Airport. After leaving the airport, he drove directly to the city. Feng Ling sat in the car and closed his eyes in the back to relax.
The car drove for more than an hour, and there was a traffic jam at the front where she was about to get off the Airport Expressway. She opened her eyes at the back and looked sideways at the cars that were also blocked here. She looked at the peaceful world through the car window. .
In this way, she struggles to escape from the bloody chaos of the business world every day, and what she moves most every day is not her hands and feet but her heart and brain. This kind of life seems peaceful and not dangerous, but in fact it is very tiring, but at least she You no longer have to rush to take a helicopter when you are on the road, nor do you have to rush to rescue someone without even having time to tuck your clothes in because of an emergency rescue.
Such stability made Feng Ling feel as if his life in the past ten years had been a dream every time he opened his eyes.
I don’t know when I am real and at which stage I am fake.
In a daze, every time I closed my eyes, the dreams I had were related to the previous ten years, with bullets and bullets raining down, and it was refreshing.