Chapter 1560 Zheng's True Identity(1/2)
Mr. Zheng, who never let go, had no choice but to let Gui Meilan go.
what to do?
Now it is not only my own business, but also my own son.
That's my life.
Gui Meilan suddenly calmed down:
"Mr. Zheng, please wait for me here."
Then he got up and went to the bedroom.
Mr. Zheng lit a cigarette.
After a while, Gui Meilan's voice came from the bedroom:
"Mr. Zheng, please come in and help me."
Mr. Zheng stood up and walked into the bedroom.
Then, he saw a very special scene.
The clothes on Gui Meilan were gone, only a set of underwear was left.
Mr. Zheng smiled.
And she smiled very happily...
...
After some trouble, Mr. Zheng leaned against the head of the bed and lit another cigarette.
Beside him is Gui Meilan, who has just been passionate about with him.
Gui Meilan is 35 years old, but it is undeniable that she is very beautiful.
Now, she is using her body to repay her gambling debts.
Will Jiang Guizhong think of this?
"Mr. Zheng, I still don't know your name."
Lying on Mr. Zheng’s chest, Gui Meilan said in a greasy voice.
"Zheng Shan."
"Brother Shan, I have given you my people, so you can give me a while."
Gui Meilan's eyes were as charming as silk: "It's not that I won't pay you back, but I'll just wait a few more months and my man will be able to send me money."
"Your man is Jiang Guizhong." Zheng Shan suddenly said unexpectedly.
Gui Meilan was stunned: "Ah, you know?"
"Of course I know." Zheng Shan took a few sips of cigarettes: "The general manager of Jiangdong Furniture Co., Ltd., right?"
"You, do you know him?"
"What do I do if I know such a little person?" Zheng Shan sneered: "Are you waiting for him to pay back the money for you? Stop dreaming, he is about to go bankrupt."
"What?"
Gui Meilan was shocked and sat up regardless of the fact that she had not yet covered her body, "Brother Shan, what were you talking about just now?"
"I said Jiang Guizhong is about to go bankrupt." Zheng Shan said lightly:
"If you don't believe it, you can watch it. Maybe he will be finished before the New Year. Gui Meilan, I don't need to lie to you. If you have to wait for his money, you should just give up your heart."
For some reason, Gui Meilan felt a little convinced Zheng Shan’s words in her heart.
I asked Jiang Guizhong so urgently for two million. According to Jiang Guizhong's personality, I would not give so much at one time, but at least I would give at least one hundred thousand and two hundred thousand.
But this time he didn't give a penny.
Is it really like what Zheng Shan said that he is going to be finished and going bankrupt?
"Believe me, find a way out for yourself." Zheng Shan said casually:
"You have been with Jiang Guizhong for 10 years, but what have you ever got from him? This house? Or something else? What will he give you when he really goes bankrupt?"
"What should I do then? What should I do?"
Gui Meilan was really scared.
She is already 35 this year and is 40 years old.
If Jiang Guizhong, his greatest backer, also fell, what should he do in the future?
She hasn't done anything for so many years, and she still has to raise a son.
What's more, Zheng Shan is right. It's been 10 years since Jiang Guizhong has given him nothing.
"If Jiang Guizhong goes bankrupt, he will be anxious." Zheng Shan looked at the ceiling and said, "He will even have the idea of this house."
"He dares." Gui Meilan shouted out loud.
"What's the point of not daring to be forced into something? Do you think you can beat Jiang Guizhong?"
Gui Meilan suddenly became weak.
She is just a woman after all.
"Brother Shan, Brother Shan."
Gui Meilan hugged Zheng Shan: "You can help me think of a solution, I beg you to help me think of a solution."
"You listen to me?"
"I listen to you, I listen to you in everything."
"Okay." Zheng Shan once again lit a cigarette for himself and took a deep breath:
"Sell the house."
"The house has been sold? What should I do with my son?"
"I will give you another set, not big, two-bedroom, but it can guarantee that you will not be disturbed by Jiang Guizhong."
Zheng Shan said lightly: "The money you sold the house is enough for you and your son to live with, and the gambling debts you owe me will be written off from now on."
Gui Meilan couldn't believe that things had actually changed 180 degrees.
The millions of gambling debts were exempted, and Zheng Shan actually wanted to give him a house?
Is it true?
"Brother Shan, why did you treat me like this?"
"Isn't it good?" Zheng Shan's lips showed a bitter smile: "Look at who I am?"
Who are you?
Gui Meilan looked at it for a long time, but still shook her head in confusion.
"The second grade of junior high school, the thin and small male classmate sitting in the front row of yours."
"Class 2, Grade 8?"
Is that my class when I was in junior high school?
"Ah, I remembered it, it's you, it's you."
Gui Meilan screamed violently.
She remembered who Zheng Shan was. She was really the male classmate who was not astonishingly good-looking in the front row of her in the second year of junior high school.
But Zheng Shan is completely different from the thin and small male classmate I remember.
No wonder she couldn't recognize her even when she stood in front of Gui Meilan.
"You transferred to school when you were in the third year of junior high school. Where have you been in the past years?" Gui Meilan asked in surprise.
Too unexpected, really too unexpected.
Who could have thought that Mr. Zheng Shan would be his classmate?
"Going out of town."
Zheng Shan actually sighed softly: "Actually, at that time, I was always in a secret love, but I was too dull, and you were the most beautiful in the class, and I never dared to confess my love to you."
Gui Meilan's face turned red all of a sudden.
But she felt even more at ease with Zheng Shan.
A classmate who had a crush on him at the beginning would not deceive him.
After so many years, Zheng Shan has not forgotten himself.
“So trust me.”
Zheng Shan increased his tone: "Jiang Guizhong is really going to be finished. Give him aside and follow me. I promise not to treat you mother and son badly."
"kindness."
To be continued...