Jinghu Culture expanded several times in just a few days, and it quickly expanded from a company with less than ten people to more than fifty people. The office also moved to a new seven-story office building on Jinghu Lakeside Avenue.

On September 29, as the National Day holiday approaches, Song Yi is handling company affairs in his office. In fact, for Jinghu Culture, the hotels under him do not need to be involved in the management, and the Luoshan Film and Television City project has not yet been seen.

As the boss, Song Yi's work is still very easy at this stage. He is mainly dealing with the work on Yijian Live. By the way, he writes a small program for music player.

It was naturally the Hongxiu Tianxiang around him. Deng Qian had just made a cup of tea for him, and was snuggling in his arms, watching him typing the code with admiration and returning to the email management company.

The pure and beautiful girl is wearing a light pink autumn jacket with white skin. She has a body of 1.66 meters and 34th. She paired with water-milled blue jeans to outline her plump and round buttocks and straightened legs.

Song Yi replied to an email about recruitment from Yi Lixiao, hugged Deng Qian's slender waist, lowered her head and kissed her delicate and white face, and smiled and said, "Don't worship brother, brother is just a legend."

Deng Qian laughed, with a little girlish silly, and raised her head, "Brother Song, I am willing to worship you. You are so awesome!"

Song Yi looked at the girl in her arms. She was wearing an exquisite silk shirt. The peaks in front of her were full and tall, supporting the curves, bringing the charm of becoming a woman. She gently patted her butt, "Xixi, you are not allowed to drive."

Deng Qian was stunned for a moment and didn't react. Later, she said coquettishly: "Brother Song~" She lived with Brother Song in the villa of "Jinghu Impression" last night. She played three games with Brother Song.

The two were teasing, and Song Yi's cell phone rang.

"Old Song, you are so generous! A rich man, are you still lacking pendants?" Old classmate Gao Rui called. As a local tour guide, he had heard about all kinds of gossip. What he heard was his friend, Song Yi from Jinghu Culture, who was already a big boss in Luocheng.

Song Yi smiled and said, "It's so scarce! Why don't you have a job with a monthly salary of 30,000 yuan. Do you want to do it?"

Gao Rui laughed and scolded, "Get out, my orientation is normal." He joked that if he really went to hug his thighs or went to find Lao Song to find a job, the friendship would change.

Song Yi laughed and said, "Lao Gao, where do you want to go? I asked you to do public relations in my company. I will be responsible for handling the rich women who want to take advantage of me, and by the way, I will talk about business with these women."

"Damn it! You can brag!" Gao Rui rolled his eyes and said the serious matter, "During the National Day holiday, our high school classmates gather, Geng Jia is coming. Do you have time to attend?"

Song Yi thought for a while and said, "It depends on the situation." He was preparing for the signing ceremony and thank-you reception at Luoshan Film and Television City.

"Hi!" Gao Rui sighed and hung up the phone. He and Lao Song's friends for many years, and only by hearing this reply, he knew what Lao Song was thinking: he would not go.

What does Lao Song say about this person? It’s quite a bit of personality! Before he became rich, he would talk to him and not talk to him. No matter whether you are a beauty or a father in the system! You must know that Luocheng No. 2 Middle School is their best high school in Luocheng.

There is a lot of wealth and powerful families in the city. There is a girl in their class, and her mother was once the leader of the city. One year, the classmate reunion was held on the fourth day of the first lunar month, and the restaurants in the streets and alleys were not opened, so I went directly to the city's hospitality hotel.

After this development, with Lao Song's personality, he probably doesn't want to accept compliments and cheers from his "classmates".

Seeing Song Yi hung up the phone, Deng Qian was shocked. She had never seen anyone chatting with Brother Song like this. She probably was his friend! She took the initiative to kiss Song Yi, "Brother Song, I'm treating my roommate to dinner tonight, don't forget." She got up, tidied up her clothes, and then looked at him coquettishly, and left in her high heels.

Song Yi smiled and seized the time to handle the work. At this time, the phone rang again, "Mr. Song, where are you? Do you have time to come and watch the good show?"

The phone number was called by Lu Xiao.

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The headquarters building of Jinma Real Estate is located in the central commercial area of ​​Luocheng. The 29-story high-rise building is very grand.

You should know that office buildings in Luocheng are usually on six or seven floors. For example, Song Yi’s newly leased office is on seven floors. The other is the fourth and fifth floors of the shopping mall.

The Golden Horse Building is unique and can be regarded as a landmark building in the city.

At this time, at around 10 a.m. on Monday, in a milk tea shop opposite Jinma Building, Lu Xiao was drinking milk tea with his friend Wang Wanyun and waiting by the way.

It’s not that Lu Xiao can’t afford to drink coffee or doesn’t like it. Her personal living habits are still very Westernized. After all, she studied abroad for four years in college. However, the basic quality of coffee shops in the city is very poor.

"Has he agreed?" Wang Wanyun sucked the pearl milk tea lightly, with a small cherry mouth, a red lips without touching it, and a beautiful and elegant young woman.

"That's sure. I'm not sure if I'm going to do it!" Lu Xiao said with a smile with a beautiful look on his face. Then he saw his friend's expression of wanting to laugh and said deflatedly: "Okay, let me tell you the truth.

About half a month ago, when he just returned to the city, I was qualified to be his little princess! Now he is doing business with my dad. My sister, I am almost his niece. Do you think it’s annoying?"

Wang Wanyun was a little helpless about her friend's "crazy words" and sucked milk tea.

"Don't talk about him. You'll know how outstanding he is." Lu Xiao changed the topic and said mysteriously in his best friend's ear: "Wanyun, you were found to be unable to have a child by the hospital. Is your Zhao Yi happy or worried? I told you, without protection, the experience will be doubled."

"Xiaoxiao..." Wang Wanyun's gentle coquettishness was not because her friend didn't comfort her. She had already talked about it just now. And her condition had been diagnosed for almost a year. She had the psychological construction she should have. She just didn't want to talk about her husband's affairs with her friends.

What happened between her and Zhao Yi...

Song Yi drove to the milk tea shop. As soon as he greeted Lu Xiao, he saw the beautiful and slender beauty beside her, with outstanding charm. Lu Xiao briefly introduced: "Song Yi, this is my best friend Wang Wanyun."

After chatting politely for a few words, the show that Lu Xiao said started. Several procuratorate cars entered the Golden Horse Building. Half an hour later, they saw Lin Jiru losing his parents and being handcuffed down with grey faces.

Lu Xiao snapped his fingers excitedly, stood up and greeted, "Let's go, Wanyun, let's say hello to Mr. Lin. Haha, ask him in person, do you dare or not, and will you make any decisions about you?"

The three of them walked over together.
Chapter completed!