Flash Marriage Game: The First Lady of the Wealthy

In front, there was the low laughter of a hateful man.

"Stupid woman, I locked the car door, so don't waste your efforts."

She slumped on the car seat weakly, "Mu Fujiwara, what exactly do you want?"

He smiled lazily, "I've already said that I will give you compensation."

"I've said it before, I don't need it." How could there be such a person who insisted on forcing her to take advantage of it.

He gently pulled the corners of his lips, without saying anything, took out a file bag and threw it to her.

"What is this?" Tong Caiwei looked down, but did not go to get it.

"Compensation for you. As I said, you can't refuse. Only if you accept these, can we feel at ease."

She was stunned for a while, then slowly picked up the file bag, slid her finger on the edge of the paper bag a few times, and opened the file bag.

Checks, real estate, and a letter of recommendation from one of the world's top fashion design companies.

"Twice the salary..."

"All benefits are doubled."

She looked at him puzzled, "What do you mean?"

Maki Fujiwara looked back at him, with a faint smile on his seductive and suffocating face, "I'm going to start a company, you can come to work in my company, I heard that you won a prize in a world-class fashion competition , it seems that there is still some strength, my company needs someone like you, I can give you a generous salary and the position of chief designer, how about it?"

"There are additional bonuses for good performance."

She froze, "go to work in your company?"

Mu Fujiwara nodded, raised his sexy thin lips slightly, and said arrogantly, "The treatment I give you is unmatched by other places."

"Besides..."

He curled his lips into a smile, looked down at the folder in her hand, and said proudly, "Although the company I recommended you to is famous, it is not as good as Mujia after all. Flow down, I believe you are a smart woman who knows how to choose."

Her eyes widened slightly.

The corners of Mu Fujiwara's lips curled up a little bit, and he looked at her and said, "No one else will benefit from this, so how about it, I'll treat you well."

Tong Caiwei smiled angrily, "Is this your compensation for what happened last night?"

Mu Fujiwara realized later that she didn't see that she was already angry, and said triumphantly, "That's right, you don't have to thank me too much, I only show you kindness because I see you are pitiful..."

Before she finished speaking, Tong Caiwei grabbed a magazine on the car seat and threw it at him.

A thick book hit his handsome face right in the middle.

"Who do you think you are? Who needs your pity? Maki Fujiwara, you bastard."

Maki Fujiwara was stunned.

The slender and charming eyes were full of astonishment.

He stared at her blankly, and it took him a while to realize that he had been smashed.

Immediately, his eyebrows and eyes were raised with anger, his face was gloomy and terrible, and he stared at her fiercely, "Tong Caiwei, how dare you hit me?"

Tong Caiwei was also terribly angry, glaring at him, and sneered, "That's right, I hit you, you self-righteous bastard."

"Do you think that if you give me a little favor, you can pretend that nothing happened?"

"Do you think that I will be sorry for your pity, and happily hug your thigh and go back to serve you?"

She, Tong Caiwei, has nothing now.

But her backbone is still there.

Did he think that if he gave her a little favor, she would happily flick her tail at him like a pug?