Yun Qingni smiled and said, "Sister Shishi, why am I embarrassed to not come on Sister Guang's birthday?"

The fat woman said, "Is this your boyfriend?"

Song Baojun reached out his hand at the right time, his face full of sincere smiles: "Hello, hello, I am Song Baojun."

Yun Qingni introduced: "Ajun, this is Wang Shiyi, the wife of President Chen of Hangyu Company." In the past, Mr. Song was called by Mr. Song, but now he temporarily acts as a male companion, so he should be called closer.

The fat woman Wang Shiyi touched Song Baojun with a light touch, then took it away with a reserved look and said with a smile: "I thought the Qingqing girl was pure and innocent, and she looked down on any man. She turned out to have a boyfriend."

The words were ordinary, but they were a little insidious. Yun Qingni's face changed and she was about to answer. Song Baojun smiled and replied: "People who eat grains and grains naturally have seven emotions and six desires. It is normal to have a boyfriend and girlfriend. What? Can't Mrs. Wang let it go?"

As soon as this said, Yun Qingni praised her in her heart. This was quite appropriate, both clever and able to resolve embarrassment. If it were the rude group of companies, no one would have given such a good word. It seems that asking him is really the right person.

Wang Shiyi tsk and asked, "I wonder where Mr. Song is?"

"I am engaged in academic work and doing research at Chazhou University."

"Oh, it turns out he is a teacher." Wang Shiyi's eyes suddenly felt contempt. She didn't suspect that the other party was just a poor student in her early twenties.

Song Baojun's vulgar personality temperament and hypocritical attitude are extremely deceptive.

Standing on the ground, a simple but not simple trousers and jacket, a calm but not cold expression, and a random number between the ages of 20 and 30, people believe it. Yun Qingni is 26 years old this year, and Mrs. Wang naturally tends to be about one or two years older than Yun Qingni.

Song Baojun smiled slightly: "It's just a life job, and I can't get to the eyes of Mrs. Wang."

"It's good to teach and educate people. I like it when I see it." Wang Shiyi responded in a distorted manner, "Like my mouth full of money, it's so vulgar."

"Scholars also have to wear clothes and eat. What else can they talk about without talking about money? The husband is full of money. This is a good blessing that many scholars can't even look forward to."

Wang Shiyi waved her hand and seemed very disdainful: "Don't mention it. Let him accompany me on the street for a while. I can't squeeze out three hours of free time a year. I just know how to buy things for me, such as cars, jewelry, clothes, shoes, and almost pile up the entire warehouse. It's really annoying."

It seemed that she was complaining about her husband, but the strong smugness had already betrayed her heart.

"Hehe, is that right?" Yun Qingni had no choice but to smile. What else can she do?

Wang Shiyi looked up and down at Song Baojun's high-end clothing, far from being called high-end clothing: "By the way, Mr. Song should often give us gifts, right? A beautiful beauties like our Qingqing are really unworthy of a few expensive jewelry."

Yun Qingni was not good at lying and forced a smile and said, "Not yet, we just met you not long ago."

"Just met me? I'm there. How could a poor teacher have money to buy you something?" Wang Shiyi's words gradually became rude: "How can a boyfriend without money be called a boyfriend?"

"It's not a problem for Sister Shishi to have something to do with me." Yun Qingni replied lightly.

Wang Shiyi directly looked at Song Baojun, "Last time I introduced that Mr. Yang to you, why did you ignore him? He has been waiting for you to reply, so why wouldn't he think about it carefully? Mr. Yang is rich and wants to give you a set of diamond jewelry worth 200,000 yuan. Think about it, who is so generous in blind dates, and you can't give you hundreds of thousands of things at once? You don't reply, and you can't give away other people's things."

Yun Qingni still smiled faintly: "I am happy even if the goods given by Ajun are worth more than ten or twenty yuan. I don't care no matter how expensive the gifts given by others are."

Wang Shiyi finally changed her face and said, "Are you still a child of seventeen or eighteen years old? If you drag it on, you will become an old girl, it is worthless!"

"I have money, I don't care how high a man is, as long as he treats me well."

"You, are you really stupid or fake? This society should be enjoyed by men and women. How many years can you last if you always show up like this? Don't wait until you get old before regretting it."

Song Baojun thought to himself that this fat woman was not very hostile to her, and she originally wanted to introduce the handsome and rich man to Yun Qingni.

This is the case. At a banquet not long ago, a rich man's son was shocked when he met Yun Qingni, so he asked Wang Shiyi to be a matchmaker to introduce him, promising him with great profit in his words.

Yun Qingni was not hampered by the friendship between friends. After meeting him twice, Mr. Yang was frivolous and frivolous. Yun Qingni didn't like it very much and stopped contacting him from now on.

Wang Shiyi's excited media spent a lot of effort during this period. She thought that the two of them were a match, and it should be very suitable for them. Unexpectedly, she was rejected by Yun Qingni and couldn't get out of the market for a while, and she was sorry for Mr. Yang's kindness. When she met her face in person, she couldn't help but sarcastically mocking her new "boyfriend".

"Sister Shishi, I feel really good now, you still don't have to worry."

Wang Shiyi was still waiting to stab her for a few words, but suddenly she looked into the distance as if she had discovered a new continent and shouted: "Look, Cao Cao, Cao Cao, and Mr. Yang are here too. Why don't I call him over and talk to you for a few words?"

"No, really no."

Yun Qingni's tone was so weak, how could Wang Shiyi be willing to take care of her feelings? She waved to the crowd in the distance and shouted: "Mr. Yang, Mr. Yang!"

There are not many people in the cocktail party, and there are not many people, including one or two hundred people. But a combination of a fat woman, a beautiful woman, and a frustrated man will always attract attention from others.

Wang Shiyi opened her bloody mouth and screamed loudly. The handsome young master Yang, who was standing on the opposite side, turned around and immediately saw Yun Qingni, who was as bright as the moonlight in the dark, and walked towards her with a smile on her lips.

Before he reached the ten meters, he laughed loudly and said, "Sister Yun, long time no see, I have been thinking about you."

"Thank you." Yun Qingni was neither salty nor light.

Young Master Yang can indeed be classified as a tall, handsome and rich person. He is 27 or 28 years old, with a clear angular face, a handsome and thin lips, and a shiny Vacheron Constantin watch on his wrist show his extraordinaryness.

"Sister Yun didn't answer my phone. Do you think Yang is not worthy of you?" Mr. Yang looked at Yun Qingni with a burning look, and his admiration could not be hidden in his eyes.

"Mr. Yang laughed. I have always refused to answer calls from strangers."

Young Master Yang frowned, a trace of anger flashed across his face, and quickly covered it up and said with a smile: "Why? Sister Yun still thinks I am a stranger? This is too disgusting. I wonder if Mr. Yang has this honor to become Sister Yun's true friend?"

Wang Shiyi interrupted and said, "Qingqing is just a fake noble person."

Yun Qingni: "I also hope to become a friend of Mr. Yang's business." He specifically emphasized the word "business", which obviously did not want to involve personal relationships.

"Haha, I hope." Young Master Yang turned to Song Baojun and asked, "What is this?" He had long discovered that there was a man beside Yun Qingni, and he only saw him when he pretended to be.

"I am Song Baojun, Yun Qingni's boyfriend." Song Baojun showed his identity appropriately and stood in front of Yun Qingni.

Mr. Yang was stunned for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Song, I have been admired for a long time, and I am surnamed Yang, Yang Rongsheng, and I am the deputy general manager of Nanguan Company. I wonder where Mr. Song is rich?"

"He is the poor teacher at Chazhou University!" Wang Shiyi interrupted again.

"Oh, I feel respectful." Young Master Yang said that there was no meaning of disrespect, "Teachers are content with poverty and deserve respect."

Song Baojun: "President Yang is polite. Being as rich as you is the hope of teachers' struggle."

Yang Rongsheng laughed and said, "Mr. Song is quite funny. Although I don't know what happened to Sister Yun suddenly took you to a banquet today, and I have never heard of Sister Yun having a boyfriend, but I don't think this will prevent us from becoming good friends. I am never ruthless to my enemies and will not be stingy with good friends. What do you want?"

His meaning is no longer obvious: as long as you are willing to Yun Qingni, anything is fine.

Wang Shiyi was smiling exaggeratedly beside her, obviously waiting for a good show to happen. No one could answer this, and she seemed too pretentious if she wanted nothing. If she wanted a certain amount of money, hehe, that would be the best.

Yun Qingni also frowned deeply, as if dissatisfied with the other party's rudeness.

Unexpectedly, Song Baojun looked serious and counted with his fingers: "I want a lot of things, such as a villa with a swimming pool, a Xuande Jiazi of 28 million, a private luxury yacht with a length of 200 meters, and a pure-blooded horse racing. It's better to have a few authentic works by Fan Kuan and Van Gogh's masterpieces, and I'm basically satisfied."

Yang Rongsheng's face, which was originally slightly lustful, froze, and whispered: "Mr. Song, what are you making a big joke?!" I am really foolish. I have to give all these things to you. I won't be able to pay off all my money. This ******* Lion spoke so hard, and he is really brave!

Song Baojun couldn't help but take a step back, as if forced by Yang Rongsheng's momentum, and said in surprise: "What? Mr. Yang can't afford it? Don't you claim to be very generous? You can't afford it if you are just villas, cars, yachts, horse racing. It's too funny! Are there such a stingy, selfish and bragging tall and handsome rich man who likes to pick up girls like you? It's clear that you can't afford it! Don't waste everyone's time."

His expression was too realistic, and he felt like the sincere lamb was hurt by the words of the Big Bad Wolf.

Yun Qingni couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Yang Rongsheng was not so good at first, but after hearing these sarcastic words, he felt his blood pressure rise and sneered: "Whether I can afford it, it depends on whether you are worth the price! If you want to blackmail me, you are not qualified yet!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!