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Chapter 9 Why don't we talk about maintenance costs

She didn't sleep all night, and Sheng Ying's spirit was not very depressed. With the smoky makeup on her face, she looked like a charming little fairy.

"are not you sleepy?"

Ling Chengzhi asked, he did take a nap in the car, but he didn't sleep well, thinking that Sheng Ying was plotted against was extremely uncomfortable.

Sheng Ying rolled her eyes at him with displeasure on her face: "If you haven't messed up so much, I should be on the bed by now."

Ling Chengzhi frowned: "The bed in the presidential suite?"

Sheng Ying blushed, and shouted: "I said, do you really want to be slept by me? Are you so empty, lonely and cold?"

Ling Chengzhi couldn't hold back, he pursed his lips and laughed.

Sheng Ying blushed with embarrassment, don't say anything at the beginning.

After making a big circle, Ling Chengzhi drove the car outside the square of World Trade City.At this moment, the sun came out, wrapping the building in a golden light.

He glanced at Sheng Ying and said with a smile: "You owe me so much money, please treat me to breakfast, I'm a little hungry!"

There is a family's raw porridge that is very delicious. Of course, Ling Cheng knows that the drunkard's intention is not to drink.

Sheng Ying's face was full of contempt: "Aren't you going to see that girl? Why do you do this for a while, don't you just want to renege on the debt?"

"Repudiation? My car was sent to the original factory for repairs, and the quotation there was 450 million. Do you think we can talk about compensation again?"

"... just eat it, what do you want to eat?" Sheng Ying said awkwardly.

"It's good to have raw porridge over there."

So, on this morning when the sun was slowly rising, Sheng Ying and Ling Chengzhi reluctantly entered the Cantonese-style raw porridge.

Because it was early and there was no one there, the two asked for a seat by the window.

Watching the sun while drinking porridge.

The golden morning glow came in through the window, drawing a beautiful outline on Sheng Ying's face, even though she was still wearing an ugly smoky makeup.

Ling Chengzhi was a little taken aback. After nine years, he didn't know whether the face under this makeup was still the same as his memory.

Nine years is really too long, enough to change a person, from the inside to the outside.

So, have their commitments changed?

After a while, Ling Chengzhi pretended to be casual and asked: "Aying, has your car been found out by tampering?"

When he mentioned it, Sheng Ying suddenly remembered: "I'm too busy to forget, let them check later."

"You seem to have made a lot of enemies in the night market. Is anyone dissatisfied with you? For example... Mommy Sang?"

"Mom-san..."

Sheng Ying thought of Ruan Lu, she was really dissatisfied with her, no, to be precise, she was jealous.

Ruan Lu is considered a veteran of the night scene, with seventy or eighty girls under her command, and a lot of client resources in her hands.

With her qualifications, she can flourish in the night scene, but because of Shengying's many rules, she feels restricted everywhere.

If it was really her, this matter would be a bit tricky.

Seeing that Sheng Ying became alert, Ling Chengzhi said again: "I will have the finance department directly transfer the compensation to the Jinzun Nightclub."

"Ok!"

"By the way, Ah Yi is used to playing in the entertainment venue, and his temper is a bit domineering. You must be careful of his revenge."

Sheng Ying looked contemptuous: "Who in your Ling family is not domineering? You forced me to buy this porridge."

Ling Chengzhi raised his eyebrows immediately: "Is that so? How about we discuss the maintenance fee again?"

"Cough—" Sheng Ying was choked, and hurriedly buried her head in the porridge, "Hurry up and eat, don't you want to see the little girl after eating?"

Ling Chengzhi smiled, his eyes swept across her face lightly, and then slowly fell down, the browbones suddenly softened a lot.

(End of this chapter)