The most daring thing Wen You has ever done in her life is to block Ling Che, the cold-faced CEO who used to be a gloomy and pitiful neighbor next door but is now worth hundreds of billions at the class reunion. In her hands, she held the most deadly secret of his childhood, a truth that could ruin his reputation. Wen You cleared her throat, stretched out five fingers, and ambitiously prepared to pay a "hush money". "Five million, please shut up. From now on, we have nothing to do with each other!" Who knows, after listening to the man opposite, the black eyes behind the lenses were bottomless, his thin lips were slightly hooked, and his tone was flat: "Five million? Too little." Wen You:? ? ? Is there such a good thing? ! Ling Che: "I will give you an annual salary of five million to be my chief special assistant. After all, I am most at ease only if I have you under my nose, right?" On the first day of work, Wen You deeply realized what the "capitalist trap" is. On call 24 hours a day, no off work, no privacy, he even knew that she had eaten an extra piece of cake today. She tried to resign. Ling Che slowly put down the pen and smiled like a polite scum: "Okay, liquidated damages of 100 million. Or, do you want to talk to me about... What happened in that dark room?" Wen You: ... I can bear it. Until one day, Ling Che's rival kidnapped her and used coercion and inducement to dig out the secret. Wen You was trembling on the outside, but she was making crazy calculations in her heart. At the critical moment, Ling Che kicked in the door, full of anger, his scarlet eyes stared at her, and his voice was hoarse: "Who allowed you to touch her?" At that moment, Wen You suddenly understood that what she had was not his.
