Eighty-Five Sturdy Little Spicy Wife

inside the room.

Zhang Zhiwen handed Liu Ke's tape recorder to Nan Zhi: "Mr. Nan, take this tape recorder away. Don't print my profile picture on the packaging in the future. I will pretend that this incident never happened."

Nan Zhi took the recorder and looked at Zhang Zhiwen with a half-smile: "Mr. Zhang, without this recording, aren't you afraid that I will sue you for refusing to perform your duties with a fake contract?"

Zhang Zhiwen sat on the sofa, crossing his slender legs.

Although his appearance is unkempt, but he was born in a wealthy family, and his gestures are indescribably elegant.

"I believe you won't make a big fuss with that fake contract. Mr. Nan, why did you let me see you?"

Nan Zhi did not hide her purpose at all, "Of course it is to win you to be the spokesperson of Wangqu. Mr. Zhang, as long as you agree to be the spokesperson of Wangqu and go to Nanjiayuan Square to promote Wangqu on the 23rd of the twelfth lunar month, that is, the day after tomorrow, I'll give you a satisfactory number."

Zhang Zhiwen smiled again, and said, "Mr. Nan, you are an honest person, and so am I. No matter what price you offer, I will not be the spokesperson of Wangqu. I have no interest in such things."

As he spoke, his face paled slightly.

His headaches started again.

When he was about to issue an order to evict the guest, Nan Zhi said, "Then are you interested in curing your headache?"

Zhang Zhiwen raised his head, his originally gentle gaze suddenly became sharp.

"How did you know I had a headache?"

Only those who were very close to him knew that he had headaches.

Except for his younger sister Su Qingrui, even his parents didn't know about his illness.

"I naturally have my channels. Mr. Zhang, you have been suffering from this disease for more than three years, and it has had a great impact on your life and career. If you don't treat it, it may even kill you." Nan Zhi said that according to Zhang Zhiwen's original fate, he would commit suicide by jumping off the building in the Spring Festival nine days later.

The arc of Zhang Zhiwen's jaw tightened.

Nan Zhi was right.

During these three years, he suffered from insomnia, alcoholism, and his health became so poor that he could no longer film.

Although he is somewhat well-known in the mainland, he is already out of fashion in Hong Kong City, where the entertainment industry is well-developed.

"From what I know of you, you are not a doctor. How can I believe that you can cure my headaches?" he asked.

"Who said that doctors can only treat diseases?" Nan Zhi raised her eyebrows, stood up, and said to Zhang Zhiwen, "Mr. Zhang, why don't you go to a place with me. I promise you, after going to that place, you will Let you get rid of your illness."

After speaking, she turned and left the room.

Looking at the opened door, Zhang Zhiwen stood up and left the room.

I don't know why, for Nan Zhi, he not only has a sense of intimacy, but also an almost natural sense of trust.

No matter what she said, he believed it.

……

Zhang Zhiwen lives on the thirteenth floor.

Nan Zhi took him to a guest room on the eighth floor.

After entering the room, Nan Zhi kept walking and went straight to the bathroom.

After entering the bathroom, she raised her wrist and glanced at the time, it was almost up.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwen standing in the living room, she called out, "What are you doing standing there? Come in quickly."

"Mr. Nan, we are of different genders, so it's inconvenient to go into the same bathroom." Zhang Zhiwen said looking at Nan Zhi's pretty face.

In the past, some women asked him to go into the bathroom together, which made him very disgusted.

But his intuition told Zhang Zhiwen that Nan Zhi was not that kind of woman.

Nan Zhi didn't have time to talk nonsense with Zhang Zhiwen, so she strode out of the bathroom and grabbed Zhang Zhiwen's arm.

Zhang Zhiwen stood where he was, his eyebrows frowned slightly - did he see the wrong person?

Is Nan Zhi no different from those women who tried to seduce him in the past?

"President Nan, please respect yourself."

Nan Zhi raised her fist and looked at Zhang Zhiwen threateningly: "Mr. Zhang, if you are disobedient, I will beat you until you are obedient! Hurry up!"

Zhang Zhiwen: "..."

He had no choice but to follow Nan Zhi into the bathroom with long legs.

What the hell is this woman up to?
As soon as the two of them entered the bathroom, Nan Zhi immediately closed the door.

At the same time, the door of the guest room opened.

Liu Ke's voice came: "Shen Yan, you took me around, what do you want to say to me?"

After she asked Shen Yan at the door of Zhang Zhiwen's room, Shen Yan didn't answer her immediately, but asked her to follow him to a place.

From the thirteenth floor to the eighth floor.

She was wearing high heels and her legs were about to break.

She is a naturally suspicious person.

She felt that Shen Yan must have a secret to tell her, that's why she followed Shen Yan.

Even after following Shen Yan for five floors, she didn't feel that Shen Yan was playing with her.

"Sister Ke, is Dr. Cheng Shouan yours?" Shen Yan sat on the sofa and looked at Liu Ke.

Liu Ke's pupils shrank suddenly, "Shen Yan, what do you mean by that?"

At the same time, Zhang Zhiwen's face in the bathroom also changed.

Cheng Shouan is the doctor who treats his headaches.

Why did Shen Yan say that this doctor belongs to Liu Ke?
"Sister Ke, there are only two of us here, so don't pretend to be confused. Cheng Shouan was bribed by you, and the medicine prescribed to Zhang Zhiwen didn't help his headache. On the contrary, those medicines had a strong effect. Addictive. Taking those medicines will only make Zhang Zhiwen's headache symptoms more and more frequent. With those medicines, Zhang Zhiwen is your puppet, and he will do whatever you ask him to do."

Liu Ke looked at Shen Yan.

This man is handsome, tall, and has a good temperament.

In the entertainment industry where handsome men and beautiful women emerge in endlessly, they are all top-notch.

She also sat down, took out a cigarette from her bag, and lit it.

After exhaling a smoke ring, he smiled and asked, "Mr. Shen, are you interested in entering the entertainment industry? Trust me, I will make you the second Zhang Zhiwen."

Shen Yan said expressionlessly: "Sister Ke, I don't want to be a star, I only want 100 million. If you pay me 100 million, I will not tell Zhang Zhiwen about Cheng Shouan. If you refuse, I will Go find Zhang Zhiwen."

Liu Ke laughed again, "Mr. Shen, if you tell me, don't say 100 million, 1000 million can be earned..."

Shen Yan interrupted Liu Ke: "I don't want to be the second Zhang Zhiwen. Sister Ke, I just want money."

A hint of cruelty flashed in Liu Ke's slender eyes - Shen Yan only wanted money!

If she gave Shen Yan 100 million, Shen Yan would ask her for 200 million again!

This man cannot stay!
She put out the cigarette and said, "Mr. Shen, 100 million is too much. Give me a day to collect the money. After I collect the money, I will find you."

Zhang Zhiwen in the bathroom had veins twitching wildly on his forehead. He couldn't bear it any longer and opened the door...