"As expected of Director Chen," Zhao Tong said sarcastically.
"Is it the logic of a businessman to be so utilitarian when you love someone?"
"Sister Zhao, you can't use your view of love to ask me to do the same."
Chen Hansheng said with a smile, "People can't be lumped together. I once stayed up in an Internet cafe for two days and two nights in a row when I was extremely angry. Can you do the same?"
"You're always so frivolous. I don't know why Little Yu 'er liked you in the first place."
Zhao Tong snorted coldly.
Chen Hansheng didn't care and ran upstairs to call Bian Shishi.
Bian Shishi was resting in the bedroom. She almost didn't sleep last night because she finally made up her mind to talk to Shen Youchu.
In fact, before this, Bian Shishi was very hesitant.
Firstly, Little Yu 'er wouldn't agree. Secondly, it would hurt Shen Youchu. Thirdly, if Wang Zibo knew about it, would he be angry?
Bian Shishi even consulted the respected Professor Sun Biyu about this matter. The old lady gave a firm answer — the child couldn't live without a father.
The support of the professor gave Bian Shishi confidence. In addition, she witnessed a couple who used to love each other so much. Now, they didn't even dare to talk to each other through a wooden door. This was the last straw that broke the camel's back.
Coincidentally, Lv Yuqing was also coming over in two days. Little Yu 'er had someone to take care of her, so Bian Shishi could take the opportunity to go back to China.
"Sigh, Shen Youchu is also very kind."
Bian Shishi pulled the quilt over her head. She was under a lot of pressure now because she kept thinking about the peach blossom eyed girl who was worried that she would be scratched by the fat cat at the entrance of the milk tea shop in Cai Da.
"I only told her about the pregnancy. It's up to Shen Youchu to decide what to do."
Bian Shishi thought silently. She didn't intend to persuade Shen Youchu to leave because she couldn't say it out loud.
"Dong dong dong!"
Suddenly, Chen Hansheng knocked on the door loudly: "Bian Shishi, don't sleep, follow Brother Yingjun out to do something."
"What is it?"
Bian Shishi opened the door and asked.
"Just follow me. You can be my translator."
Chen Hansheng didn't explain too much and turned to leave.
However, after taking two steps, Chen Hansheng turned around again. "That's strange. Why do you keep your head down today? It seems like you don't dare to look at me. Tell me, did you do something wrong to Zibo?"
"Bullshit!"
Bian Shishi was seen through. She quickly closed the door and adjusted her mood. She would never do anything to let Wang Zibo down, but she would soon let Chen Hansheng down.
… ….
After stopping a taxi and setting off, Bian Shishi was still absent-minded and didn't want to say a word.
Zhao Tong was thinking about how Chen Hansheng was going to negotiate with Anderson. Occasionally, she would chat with the taxi driver.
Chen Hansheng sat on the front passenger seat and opened the window to smoke leisurely.
In front of Professor Sun, Chen Hansheng didn't dare to smoke. Now that the old lady wasn't around, Zhao Tong and Bian Shishi couldn't stop him.
"My dad used to smoke too."
Zhao Tong curled her lips and said, "But at the end of last year, I was hospitalized because of a shadow in my lungs. At that time, my dad quit smoking. Your health is more important, Director Chen."
"Oh, your dad smokes too?"
Chen Hansheng turned his head and asked. Looking at his expression, it was obvious that he didn't take it to heart.
"He's an old smoker."
Zhao Tong frowned. She was probably worried about her father's health.
"Senior Zhao ~"
Chen Hansheng suddenly took a deep breath and then slowly exhaled a mouthful of thick smoke. He pretended to be old and said with a deep voice, "Look at how I smoke, do I look like your dad?"
"Get lost."
Zhao Tong scolded angrily, "Go ahead and smoke. Sooner or later, someone will make you take the initiative to quit smoking!"
"Hah ~"
Chen Hansheng smiled proudly. Zhao Tong had ridiculed him so many times, and he finally fought back.
As for the problem of "quitting smoking", it was still the same old theory. Old Chen, Empress Dowager Liang, Shen Shanhan, and Little Yu'er, these four people didn't make him quit smoking.
Who else could do it?
… ….
When they arrived at Anderson's company, he saw Bian Shishi and Zhao Tong. He patted his head and said something in English.
"He said, if it's about the lawsuit again, then let's meet in court and don't disturb us anymore."
Zhao Tong translated.
"Then tell him that I'm not here to talk about the lawsuit."
Chen Hansheng whistled and found a stool to sit down, "Dad is here to talk about business."
After Zhao Tong finished translating, Anderson glanced at the three of them with a suspicious look on his face.
He probably didn't expect that the plaintiff and the defendant would become business partners before the lawsuit started.
"Senior Sister Zhao, can you introduce me?"
Chen Hansheng waved his hand and said.
Zhao Tong translated again. Chen Hansheng didn't understand, only the two pinyin "Guoke" could be vaguely understood.
However, Anderson had never heard of Nutshell, and the suspicion in his eyes grew.
"You can't blame me."
Zhao Tong shrugged and said, "I said that you're the boss of one of the top five mobile phone manufacturers in China, and Anderson thinks that we're lying to him."
"Stupid Caucasian."
Chen Hansheng was a little impatient, "Don't you know that if you can't solve internal problems, you can ask Baidu; if you can't solve external problems, you can ask Google; if you can't solve sex problems, you can ask Nutshell community. Google will know."
After Zhao Tong's translation, Anderson turned on his computer and did a search. Google was able to search for information related to Nutshell, including photos of Chen Hansheng, the founder, speaking frankly and confidently at many meetings.
Some foreign media called Nutshell Electronics "the next rising Samsung". Although this was an exaggerated gimmick title, it could improve Nutshell's position in Anderson's heart.
Chen Hansheng also took the opportunity to take out his business card from his pocket, and at the same time, he used his life's knowledge, "Hello, you need to know."
Americans were very realistic. They believed in "Business is Business", and business is business. Everything can be business.
Since Chen Hansheng, a rich Chinese, was willing to treat this lawsuit as a deal, Anderson was very willing to continue the discussion.
As for the influence behind the case, what are they?
Anderson felt that it was not as practical as USD. As long as Chen Hansheng offered enough, not to mention an apology in court, Anderson could even spend the night with Miller.
Zhao Tong and Bian Shishi were watching in a daze. Zhao Tong was a little better. She had been a reporter for so long, and she had seen many settlements outside of the court.
Bian Shishi felt a little absent-minded. For this lawsuit, everyone, from Professor Sun to the members of the law firm, had put in 120% of their effort.
Especially in China, many media outlets were paying attention. They all regarded this lawsuit as a classic case, and they were even prepared to include it in the "Top Ten Legal Cases of the New Century".
Such an important lawsuit was played in the palm of Chen Hansheng's hand. If Miller apologized just like that, it seemed meaningless to win the lawsuit.
"One million dollars."
After bargaining, Anderson gave his bottom line.
Chen Hansheng pondered for a while and was about to agree, Bian Shishi stopped him, "I think it's better not to do this. We are well prepared this time, and the chances of winning are not small. Besides, even if we don't succeed this time, there's still a next time. There's no need to spend money on this illusory victory."
"How is it illusory?"
Chen Hansheng refuted seriously,
"First of all, if we win the lawsuit, this will be the first case of a married China woman suing her ex-husband, right? Isn't it very significant?"
"Second of all, this is the honor of Rongsheng Law Firm, right? There are not many law firms in China that can compare with us."
"Third of all, one million dollars is equivalent to more than seven million yuan. It seems a lot of money, but with the reputation of the law firm, we can earn tens of millions of yuan in commission for every international lawsuit in the future."
"Lastly."
After Chen Hansheng tried to reason with them, he began to persuade them with emotion. "We are the righteous party. Shouldn't Miller apologize to Sister Wu? Shouldn't Miller give Sun Tangtang alimony? Since the result is righteous, is the process important?"
"What if this matter is exposed?"
Zhao Tong interjected from the side.
"What's so difficult about this?"
Chen Hansheng said with a smile, "The law firm has no idea. After the founder of Nutshell Electronics, Chen Hansheng, learned about Wu Yimin and Sun Tangtang's experience, he was deeply moved and decided to spend one million dollars just to buy an apology and dignity. Doesn't this sound more sympathetic?"
"Well …"
Zhao Tong didn't know what to say. Chen Hansheng was indeed very smart, and of course, he was indeed rich.
"Let's put it this way."
Seeing that Bian Shishi still didn't agree, Chen Hansheng simply tore off the paper and said straightforwardly, "Whether you agree or not, I have already agreed to this deal. Anyway, as long as the court is opened, Miller will apologize on the spot, the kind that can't be stopped."
"How can you do this?"
Bian Shishi was angry, "I'm going to tell Little Yu'er. She won't condone your behavior!"
Zhao Tong touched her buzz cut and suddenly felt like laughing.
Yesterday, Bian Shishi and the others were still thinking of ways to make Miller apologize.
Today, Bian Shishi suddenly hoped that Miller wouldn't apologize and that everyone could debate with their own ability.
"You're going to tell Little Yu'er?"
Chen Hansheng, who was always calm and collected, suddenly turned pale with fright when he heard this. "Bian Shishi, I've misjudged you. I only brought you here as a translator. You mustn't tell Xiao Rongyu!"
"Humph! Not only am I going to tell Little Yu'er, but I'm also going to tell the old lady! "
Bian Shishi stood up and strode out of the "dirty" office.
When the warm sun shone on her body, Shishi felt a touch of righteousness!
… ….
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