Chapter 805 The Superstar Little Brother-in-Law and The Social Butterfly Big Sister-in-Law (74)
Ninety and sixty.
Additionally, He slag’s favorability was pretty tough to brush up.
Bai Weiwei thought her side quest was going the way of Waterloo.
However with the favorability over ninety, so long as there wasn’t a major shock, it would generally not rise too fast.
Maybe.
He Nanxi’s favorability would always rise so casually, Bai Weiwei admitted that she was getting a bit desperate.
“Woke up?”
He Dongling’s voice suddenly arrived.
Bai Weiwei looked up. Her hair was a little messy and her eyes were a little confused.
She saw the dog like He slag man wearing a western suit, with combed hair, sitting in a wheelchair as imposingly as an executive’s chair.
The corner of Bai Weiwei’s mouth almost bent down.
He Dongling held some folders in his hand. He flipped through them casually and signed with a pen.
“Go wash up and follow me.”
Bai Weiwei was quiet for a while before she nodded.
Just looking at the time, she had slept into a care giver’s working hours.
After washing, Bai Weiwei came out and saw ground meat rice porridge placed on the table.
He Dongling bowed his head to work and pointed at the table with a pen.
“Eat breakfast before you start work, I’ve already eaten.”
Bai Weiwei wasn’t overly polite. She sat down and ate her breakfast seriously.
In any case, she would have to belly dance soon, so her heart was already gone.
She was basically fearless.
This plane tied her to two mission targets.
He Nanxi was a point better, but He Dongling was an old youtiao.
Soft and easy methods couldn’t get him.
Leaving Bai Weiwei exhausted.
Sometimes she couldn’t even force a smile in front of He Dongling.
After breakfast, He Dongling said: “Push me out.”
Bai Weiwei pushed him out.
To discover that there had been a car waiting outside.
He Dongling’s destination was the company.
With the He family’s collapse, the company was in a slump.
Despite the debt, they hadn’t yet declared bankruptcy, because the shell companies had been leased.
The lease period wasn’t over, so they hadn’t been retrieved yet.
When He Dongling arrived at the company, dozens of company employees were already there.
He Dongling calmly explained: “After the He family fell, these old men were still willing to stay and fight by my side.”
Bai Weiwei: “You’re lucky.”
After all, this kind of thing happening could also be considered a life threatening situation.
That there were still people willing to follow He Dongling regardless of their future lives.
Going through all this must really not be easy.
He Dongling smiled, “Yes, very fortunate, but also I’m a man who conducts myself capably.”
Bai Weiwei: As a man, I can’t say; but as a slag, very capable.
He Dongling went into the company and started the meeting.
How to rebuild the company. How to repay the debt. How to make the right promises to exchange for new loans.
When He Dongling began to work, his face became serious. Although he was in a wheelchair, it didn’t damage his body’s calm elite temperament.
A well dressed beast, a refined wastrel.
Indeed, the best terms to describe He Dongling.
This kind of model working man type.
Truly could easily ensnare any women.
Unfortunately, Bai Weiwei was used to seeing these. Plus in reality, she was also one of these types of people.
So this scene didn’t evoke any feelings at all.
After finishing his shift, He Dongling suddenly pushed his wheelchair towards the floor to ceiling window.
The sunset fell on him and when he looked back his eyes had a hazy light.
His voice was also faint but calm, “Weiwei.”
Bai Weiwei was nesting on the sofa playing games to dispel her boredom. She casually looked up.
Almost stabbed in the eyes by the halo that the light put on his body.
Then she heard He Dongling say, “Would you lik- love me once more?”
The system immediately said: “Love, love, love, rise, rise, rise!”
The early part of that sentence was telling Bai Weiwei to say love. The latter part was expressing that if she said I love you, He Dongling would increase his favorability.
Bai Weiwei had to admit, ‘The system is a big, silly, white treat.’
