The temperature of the air conditioner is very comfortable. The afternoon in the deep city in early November was still a little hot. Song Yi leaned in the computer chair and smiled and said, "Xiao Lu, your voice is so delicate that it's a bit fake! Help me do something."

Lu Ruzhen giggled, "Mr. Song, you ordered. I will be on standby at any time."

Song Yi smiled slightly, and suddenly remembered the charm of this charming and charming young woman when she was in. Although she was only 1.62 meters tall, she was petite and delicate, but her proportion was excellent and very interesting, with a bulge in front and a ridge. She said, "Do you know the account in my card? "

He allocated hundreds of millions of funds to Yijian Live's account. Citibank will know as soon as he checked the transfer records.

"Okay, Mr. Song. I'll handle it right away!" Lu Ruzhen agreed immediately with a smile. But she sighed in her heart: Mr. Song, are you still letting people live?

Last week, she called Song Yi, indicating that their business wanted to keep his 180 million yuan in their business. Zhang Xian was preparing to please Song Yi. Haha, they were all programs that men liked.

Based on her understanding of Zhang Xing, she either arranged to drink at a top club or to go outings in Guancheng next door, collect folk songs, and take hot springs.

However, Song Yi told her to wait. She would meet Zhang Xing for a detailed chat after Yijian Live completed the financing negotiations. This was not even given a public relations opportunity.

Song Yi could roughly know what Lu Ruzhen was feeling on the other side, but how he spent his money was according to his wishes and needs, rather than looking at the bank's face, then he ordered calmly: "Give me another credit card from your bank and open two sub-cards."

"Okay, Mr. Song."

Lu Ruzhen was in a little better mood. After all, if you open a credit card, the winner still retains a certain amount of funds on the card. She continued to smile, without any changes in her mood: "Mr. Song, you need to sign your own to open a credit card. I will take Xiaobai over to find you in the afternoon."

Song Yi said in surprise: "Xiaobai?"

Lu Ruzhen chuckled and whispered: "Mr. Song, it was what I told you last time that the flowers in our business are very beautiful. The little girl who just started working is tender and fair."

Song Yi smiled and said without comment, "Xiao Lu, I'll send you the address we met later. It doesn't matter whether she comes or not. You are dressed up beautifully. I'll invite a few college students to dinner in the evening, and you can help me with the scene."

At the dinner with Lin Yiyi and her classmates in the evening, he did not plan to take Zhao Yujun to the place. Yu Meiren was so tired that she took Lu Ruzhen over there.

As long as you have a lot of deposits in the bank, what kind of money can you spend? We are all good friends.

"Hehe, Mr. Song, obey the order! You are satisfied with the white dress and black silk." Lu Ruzhen smiled charmingly.

Song Yi smiled and hung up the phone. Then, he simply ignored the ongoing game, lit the mouse, found the largest luxury car sales store in Pingshan and Longgang, and then sent the address to Lu Ruzhen.

Then transfer 50,000 yuan to Lin Yiyi, "Yiyi, this is the meal fee for the evening. You are in the central area of ​​Pingshan, and find a suitable restaurant according to the number of your classmates. After the meal, we go to Myth to sing."

"Oh." Lin Yiyi didn't know whether she was in class or playing in the dormitory, so she quickly replied. With Mr. Song's wealth, it was just a trivial matter to spend 50,000 yuan to treat her and her classmates to a meal.

Song Yi arranged his afternoon itinerary and went to the bedroom to see Zhao Yujun.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, she was sleeping soundly. The thin air conditioner was covered by her slender and undulating curves. Her black hair was scattered by the pillow, like a delicate flower that was washed by him.

Song Yi didn't urge her, walked over and kissed her face pity. This cold and sexy young woman showed off her inner beauty, and she easily felt the idea of ​​taking care of her and pitying her for the rest of her life.

This is the company goddess he has fantasized about many times.

"Brother Song, what time is it?" Zhao Yujun asked in a daze.

"At three o'clock, you can continue to sleep." Song Yi pampered her Qiong Nose and stood up and left the bedroom.

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Song Yi returned to the study room, drank the remaining half of the bottle of red wine, and looked at the scenery outside the window from the 20th floor, feeling quite comfortable.

Speaking of his former goddess, Song Yi couldn't help but think of his high school beauty Geng Jia, and his college beauty Su Miaomiao.

After he got the God of Wealth System, he had already realized his dream some time ago. He had a wonderful memory with them. I wonder, how are they doing now?

Before, when he was having a college class reunion in Yangcheng, he took Su Miaomiao to a hotel to check in. He asked her to wear black leggings and danced a dance that shocked the entire department for him when she was in college. Although eight years have passed, the years have made the girls of the past fade away their youthfulness and tenderness, and their faces have also slightly diminished, but they have added a little richness and charming style.

Her dancing posture was still so beautiful, sexy, and her charming and soft begging for mercy, which made him missed.

He gave her a women's watch worth 50,000 yuan and 100,000 yuan in cash.

During the National Day holiday, he held a class reunion in Luocheng, his hometown. He and Geng Jia sat in his big Audi car on the campus of Luocheng No. 1 Middle School, on the campus of his alma mater, Luocheng No. 1 Middle School, for nearly an hour. He took her to the teaching building, visited the classroom of the past, held the railings in the aisle, and watched the moon together. He still remembered her beautiful appearance of singing softly under the moonlight.

Then, he drove her back to her parents' home late at night. When he kissed her goodbye, he transferred 200,000 yuan to Geng Jia on WeChat as a gift to meet again ten years later, and to understand her easily and enjoy the bright moon together.

Song Yi picked up his phone and sent a message to Geng Jia: "Geng Jia, how are you doing recently?"

Geng Jia works in Jiangzhou People's Bank and is relatively free in his work. He quickly replied to Song Yi's news: "Song Yi, I'm divorced."

Song Yi thought he would have to wait a while before he would receive a reply from Geng Jia. He was sending a message to Su Miaomiao: "Goddess Su, do you have time tonight? I'll invite you to drink." Yu Meiren must not be able to accompany him tonight, and she was unable to bear the grace anymore.

He clicked the message first and sent it. Song Yi looked at Geng Jia's news and couldn't help but sigh. This was expected. During the National Day party, he chatted with Geng Jia and knew that her relationship with her husband had broken down. She lived alone in the dormitory of Renxing for several months.

He had no intention of destroying other people's families. In this case, Geng Jia spent several hours of good time with her in her hometown and on the campus of the past, exploring her, and watering her, but he had no psychological burden.

Song Yi: "..."

Geng Jia felt a little sad. She had not had contact with Song Yi for a month. The divorce procedures were completed half a month ago. She deliberately avoided him. She knew that he had a successful career and knew that he was taking good care of himself now. She was very handsome. The experience that night also made her unforgettable. After several dreams, she had his healthy body and handsome face, which made her almost sink into it.

Just now, Song Yi took the initiative to contact her, which made her feel a little excited. As a result, she told her that she was single now due to divorce, but this was the reaction.

Just as Geng Jia was complaining about himself, Song Yi's second message came, "I'm in Shenzhen now, don't think too much, wait for me to return to Jiangzhou."

Next, the third article, "Jia Jia, I am not a good man, I can't give you a marriage, but I want to take care of you for the rest of your life. In my heart, you are like the bright moonlight of the night of No. 1 Middle School, which will always be beautiful and unforgettable for this life."

Geng Jia's mood was like a roller coaster. She pursed her lips, her eyes suddenly turned red, she went to the bathroom to make up, and then replied to Song Yi on WeChat: "Song Yi, you hate it so much. You made me cry."

Song Yi smiled slightly and replied to the WeChat message: "(smiling face expression) (rose expression)"

As soon as I put down my cell phone, the door of the study opened. I saw Zhao Yujun wearing a silk nightgown with a curved curve, standing pretty and pretty at the door of the study. His long hair was tied up, and his pretty fair face was simply washed. But with the charm of the beautiful flowers after the rain, she pursed her lips and said with a clear voice: "Brother Song, are you so happy to play with your cell phone alone in the study? I'm up, and we can set off when I change my clothes."

Song Yi put his cell phone on the desk, walked to the door with a smile, hugged the sexy young woman in her arms, felt the wonderful touch, and smiled and said, "Do I have it?"
Chapter completed!