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Chapter 21 Chapter 21

unconsciously thinking wildly in her mind for a moment, she took the bag as quickly as possible, opened the hidden buckle to check, there were a lot of wallets, IDs, and mobile phones, even the ones she took from the closed house the night before yesterday The candy is still intact inside.

She felt a little more at ease. Before, she was very worried that this man had seized her belongings without permission, which might restrict her freedom. Now it seems that this worry should be unnecessary.

Thinking about it, Mianmian has already taken out her mobile phone, unlocked it, quickly opened the scientific calculator, cleared her throat, poked it with her slender fingertips, and said in a very familiar tone, "North Compre, I The money owed to you is converted into RMB, so that’s the total.”

After pressing a long series of shocking numbers, she raised her little hand and showed the phone screen to the expressionless man. Then she took it back, her long eyelashes drooping slightly, and she stared at the screen quickly doing addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division, and said: "The total remuneration, minus the money I can take out, is still so much worse."

She Pointing to the number on the phone screen, looking directly at the cold face with big beautiful eyes, he said word by word: "I ask to use last night to offset this part. Mr. Lu, this is my proposal." "Crack

" With a sound, she locked the screen of the phone slightly with her fingertips, and heard her own voice sounding steadily: "As for 'marriage'," she smiled, her beautiful facial features were very agile and firm under the flow of lights, "It's completely, from the beginning to the end, it's all your misunderstanding, Mr. Lu."

Dong Mianmian admired himself very much.

After being forced to be indescribable by him, she can still talk to this man in such a calm and calm tone.

His eyebrows and eyes looked very quiet, and under the light of the crystal lamp, his facial features showed a bit of unreal brilliance. During the whole process of Mianmian talking, pressing the calculator, and explaining to him, he remained silent, his handsome face was very indifferent, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.

As cold as a perfect lifeless machine.

The most frightening thing is the unresponsive reaction. Although her face was meaningless and indifferent, only Dong Mianmian knew that her hands were sweating from nervousness. She didn't want to appear flustered in front of this man, so no matter how disturbed she was, she would try her best to cover it up.

Time passed by, and no one spoke in the room, whether it was the arrogant and ruthless commander or the mercenaries standing aside, they were all very quiet.

Dong Mianmian became more and more anxious.

Just a second before she couldn't help but be about to speak, the tall and straight body of the man in the black military uniform moved slightly, and sat down on the sofa beside him. The sitting posture is casual, with slender arms resting on the back of the sofa, but the whole body is still not angry, majestic and quiet.

"Sit." He said lightly.

He was sitting, and if she continued to stand stupidly, she would inevitably look a lot less imposing, which would be very detrimental to the negotiation. Dong Mianmian did not hesitate, and walked to another sofa to sit down.

At this time, the mercenary code-named Gambler at the side spontaneously sent up a folder, a thick stack, and placed it neatly in front of the man.

Lu Jiancang picked up the folder and flipped through a few pages, then threw it aside, looking at her with black eyes: "Seven years of learning Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu, brown belt level?"