CEO's Forced Love

Early 2006.

The whole city of B city still has the excitement of the Spring Festival.

On the night of February, it was bitterly cold, especially after the rainstorm at dusk, there were few pedestrians on the road, and the areas with lights and wine in the past were even colder.

A silver gray golden sea lion stopped at the door of a bar.

Not only the car body was low-key, the door was opened, but also the people who came down were low-key. They looked around and walked into the open bar one after another.

"Here you are?" a young man with wine red hair had been waiting by the elevator. When he saw someone coming, he greeted him with a smile.

It was like seeing the God of wealth.

The leader of the other party was a middle-aged man in his early fifties. His facial features were a little rough. He was wearing a black shirt and a gold necklace about the thickness of his index finger. Behind him were five evil looking men, one of whom was carrying a safe.

"Just you?" the middle-aged man asked, not kind: "what about the others? Why didn't they come down?"

A cadre of subordinates immediately frowned after him.

Obviously, such ostentation is too cold for them to give face.

The young man hurriedly explained, "don't you want to keep a low profile? The wind is tight recently, and boss Jin doesn't want anything wrong on the way?"

Boss Jin looked a little better, hummed and walked into the elevator.

In the elevator, boss Jin tilted his eyes and bowed down the young man: "did Ji Lin come this time?"

"Come on, our boss trusts brother Lin most. Brother Lin is responsible for the security this time, so you can rest assured and keep it safe."

Boss Jin has never seen Ji Lin himself, but he has also heard of this figure from his business partners. He has been around Buddha for only two years and has become a popular man in front of Buddha. As long as he goes out, he rarely stumbles. Later, I don't know who said it first. As long as Ji Lin's deposit is absolutely safe.

So this time boss Jin took the initiative to ask Buddha to let Ji Lin take charge of the business.

Out of the elevator, led by the young man, they went to the humble box on the edge.

……

The young man took a step forward, opened the box door and made a respectful gesture to boss Jin: "boss Jin, please come in."

The box was filled with the smell of tobacco and wine, some choking.

Boss Jin went in and scanned the people inside with sharp and vigilant eyes. He was either drinking and smoking or playing dice and singing K. If he hadn't made an appointment in advance, he really thought it was an ordinary party. He narrowed his eyes. These people were depressed and didn't have the person he wanted to see.

"Where's Ji Lin?"

The young man looked around the box and really didn't see their big brother.

Boss Jin has a bad temper. Seeing that he hesitates and dodges his eyes, he feels that he has been fooled. Without saying a word, he raises his foot and kicks the young man who is still trying to speak.

With a wail, the young man bumped into the tea table, covered his stomach and couldn't stand up. The box was also in a mess.

About a dozen people who had been playing on the sofa stopped laughing, suddenly got up, threw away the things in their hands, twisted their eyebrows, and looked unhappily at the people who had just come in.

The two gang had a vague posture of fighting.

"Boss Jin's true feelings have not changed at all over the years." the low male voice was a little hoarse, but with a faint smile.

Boss Jin turned around and saw the man standing at the door at an unknown time.

This is the first time he has seen Ji Lin himself.

He thought he was as calm as Ji Lin, at least 367, but in front of him, he was obviously only 28 / 9 years old.

Ji Lin's eyebrows and eyes were deep and clear. He didn't have the ruthlessness of outlaws. I'm afraid no one would believe that he was doing this. At the moment, he raised his hand, slender two fingers, took away the cigarette bitten by his mouth and spewed out a mouthful of white smoke.

"Everyone is here?" he closed the box door with his back hand.

Boss Jin snorted coldly, found a sofa to sit down, squinted and looked at Ji Lin standing there: "boss Lin is really busy. You have to wait in line to talk about business."

Ji Lin smiled. There were faint fine lines at the end of his eyes, which added a bit of stability to him. He also chose a place to sit down: "go and make a phone call."

While talking, he threw the old mobile phone on the tea table.

Seeing that he looked magnanimous, boss Jin's guard at the bottom of his heart subsided a lot. He loosened his frown, shook his legs, leaned against the sofa and said slowly, "Ji Lin, I won't greet you anymore. Let's get straight to the point and talk about business directly."

Ji Lin's lips were still smiling, but his bipolar black eyes looked at boss Jin and waited for the following.

Boss Jin winked at his men.

Knowing this, he immediately put the sealed safe on the tea table and opened it. It was full of US dollars.

"Is that sincere enough?" boss Jin said meaningfully.

Ji Lin leaned over and the ash bounced into the nearby ashtray. After a moment of silence, he said, "how much do you want?"

"All." boss Jin looked tense and pushed the safe to him.

Ji Lin looked up, looked at boss Jin's ambitious eyes, nodded, but looked a little embarrassed: "but money may need to be added."

Boss Jin smiled happily and patted Ji Lin on the shoulder: "as long as the goods are good, money is not a problem."