After being written to death by black fans, I wore a book

Chapter 140 Cooperation reached

Dazed for a while, Song Baiwei continued to put the wine that had been brought to his mouth, and then got up.

Almost no one knew about Song Baiwei's coming here, and naturally no one would come looking for her. This was the first time today, so I couldn't help but feel a little puzzled.

With complicated emotions, Song Baiwei opened the door and found a man in a black suit standing at the door.

Song Baiwei didn't have time to ask, so she asked conveniently, "Excuse me, are you Song Baiwei, Miss Song?"

Song Baiwei nodded blankly and said, "Yes."

Without asking any further questions, Song Baiwei waited for the other party's next words. Since she knew that she must have intentions, Song Baiwei didn't care too much about the intentions.

The so-called barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, now that she has nothing, naturally she is no longer afraid of anything.

"We, Mr. Leng, would like to invite you to meet."

The other party said, his tone was cold but not rude.

"Mr. Leng?"

Because she was too shocked, Song Baiwei asked subconsciously.

Speaking of this surname, her first reaction was naturally Leng Siye, but what did Leng Siye want her for?Could it be that he wanted to teach Jiang Sheng a lesson for her?But if so, why this time?

A series of questions were quickly divided in Song Baiwei's mind, and there were no answers to these for the time being, but the only thing she could tell herself was that this was definitely not a good thing.

The solemn expression on Song Baiwei's face was so obvious that the man in black subconsciously smiled.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm talking about Leng Qiu, Mr. Leng."

The other party explained.

"Leng Qiu?"

Song Baiwei asked again. The name was a little strange to her, and it seemed a little familiar, but she couldn't remember it for a while. Song Baiwei just subconsciously felt that it should still be related to Leng Siye.

"Yes, it's Leng Siye, President Leng's second uncle, so you should be familiar with him."

The man in black answered her.

Song Baiwei subconsciously wanted to continue asking, but obviously the other party had lost patience, and she was interrupted by the other party just as she was about to speak.

"That's Miss Song. I only know so much. If you have anything else to ask, I think you should ask our Mr. Leng face to face. I don't know if you would like to."

Facing the invitation from the man in black, Song Baiwei hesitated for a moment, but it was only for a moment, because soon she had made up her mind, since she had nothing to lose, she would go meet and fight for a while. So what can I do.

"it is good."

With only one simple answer, Song Baiwei's reaction was very decisive.

The man in black didn't show too much surprise, and said, "Do you need time to change clothes?"

Song Baiwei was stunned, and looked down at herself. She was still wearing the black sweater she wore when she went out to follow Jiang Sheng, she had spilled some on her chest because she was in a hurry to drink, her hair was disheveled and she didn't have any makeup on. How embarrassing it looks.

After hesitating for a second, Song Baiwei raised her hand and stroked her hair casually, then said, "No need, let's go."

This time, the man in black finally had a different expression on his face. The expression was a bit complicated, and he couldn't tell what the emotion was, but Song Baiwei clearly knew that there was a bit of ridicule in it, but she didn't care.

The place where Song Baiwei saw Leng Qiu was in a private room of a high-end hotel.

The man in black stopped after sending her to the door. Song Baiwei just walked in when she heard the door was closed.

This was the first time Song Baiwei saw Leng Qiu. He was sitting there, wearing a suit and a bow tie, sitting upright. He looked refined, like a good man.

However, at the moment when the eyes of the two met, Song Baiwei knew that they were the same kind of people.

Originally on the way here, Song Baiwei had been thinking that if this Leng Qiu and Leng Siye were traveling together, they would not have met her in this way, and the greatest possibility was that they had a common enemy.

And the moment she met Leng Qiu's gaze, Song Baiwei knew that her thoughts had been confirmed.

"Please sit down."

Leng Qiu made a gesture of invitation.

Song Baiwei nodded and walked over to sit down naturally. After sitting down, she looked at Leng Qiu, as if she was waiting for him to speak.

Leng Qiu also cooperated very well.

"Miss Song, your life seems to be in a mess recently."

Leng Qiu still had the appearance of a gentle and upright gentleman, but the words he said were unabashedly full of thorns.

Song Baiwei was actually a little surprised by this contrast. She was slightly taken aback, and then replied, "You look the same."

"How to say?"

Leng Qiu asked, and at the same time, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"The so-called birds of a feather flock together and people are divided into groups. If you are doing well, why bother to meet someone like me who is not doing well?"

Song Baiwei replied with a smile.

Afterwards, Leng Qiu also laughed, and his laughter was very loud, even getting louder, until the whole private room seemed to be filled with her laughter.

"It seems that I did not find the wrong person."

There was joy in Leng Qiu's eyes, it was the joy of the evil wolf having found a companion, and Song Baiwei's reaction told him that he was right about this person.

Song Baiwei secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her guess was correct.

"Then I think you should tell me why you want to find me?"

The so-called knowing yourself and knowing your enemy will never end in a hundred battles, this sentence is not only applicable to enemies, it is also applicable to people like them who come together because of common interests, but also have their own thoughts.

"Then let me make it clear. Your goal is Jiang Sheng, and your goal is Leng Siye. The two of them are now considered to be a community of destiny. You need me, and I am willing to help you."

Leng Qiu's previous words were straightforward, but the last sentence still placed himself in a superior position. Obviously, in this partnership, he wanted to be in a dominant position.

"Obviously, you also need me, otherwise you won't find me. For example, some things you can't come forward can only be done by me who is already in hell, isn't it?"

After Leng Qiu explained it, Song Baiwei already understood that the Leng family's huge family business now only has the name of Leng Siye, and the rest of the people with the Leng family surname, how could they be reconciled?

And Leng Qiu, who is Leng Siye's second uncle, is obviously one of them.

Leng Qiu was silent for a few seconds. Song Baiwei, who had been beaten several times, was obviously sharper than he had imagined, so she finally nodded.

"You're right, mutual benefit."

Leng Qiu raises his glass.

Song Baiwei smiled, and also raised the cup in front of her.

The two glasses collided, and the red wine in the glasses rippled slightly, and the bright red color was printed in the pupils of the two, making it extraordinarily bright, even frightening.

So far, the cooperation between the two has been reached. After talking for a while, Leng Qiu asked the man who had invited Song Baiwei to send her back.

And it wasn't until she got out and sat in the car, thinking about everything that happened, that Song Baiwei suddenly felt that everything was so unreal.