A small farmer's daughter-in-law

Chapter 125 Chapter 125

When Lin Song walked into Zhou Suoran's office with Lingbo microsteps, he happened to meet a guy standing outside the window in a good mood, holding a mug, drinking milk tea without taking a sip, with a look of... It's a half-smile.

Yes, he was absolutely not dazzled, nor was he wrong. Zhou Suran's expression at the moment was a bit of a smile but not a smile. In short, it was a very strange feeling.

So I couldn't help thinking about it in my heart.

"Why doesn't he know that drinking milk tea can make a weird expression?"

Zhou suddenly turned his head and met Lin Song's gloomy gaze, without thinking about anything else, he walked towards the rest area and greeted him naturally.

"Come on, come and sit here, let's have a good chat."

This guy, now I have to wait for more than half an hour to see him. It can be seen that Lin Song's work is slowly getting on track, and he will be very busy in the future.

Lin Song casually followed behind Zhou Suran, sizing up the tall man in front of him without any trace, and his tone was always lazy and undisciplined.

"Why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"

The young master finally found a woman to be gentle, and then you ruined the atmosphere, that's not the point.

The point is that the young master wants to smoke a cigarette, but he hasn't smoked until now.

The bowl of milk tea that he shamelessly walked away from Lin Xiaoxiao was also drunk by this guy. How should I describe my mood?

It is still floating in the autumn wind, which is very uncomfortable.

Zhou Suoran had already walked to the rest area, lightly lifted his trousers, and sat there gracefully. When he looked up, he saw Lin Song standing not far away, with a pensive look, and quickly waved to Lin Song.

"Hey, come here quickly, what are you doing there with a serious face?"

What kind of virtue is this kid, he still doesn't know?Running to his office early in the morning to pretend to be deep, who is it for?
Is he the kind who can get deep?Find a woman to walk around in front of him, probably revealing all his nature, and pretending to be deep.

Lin Song still looked foolish, walked over squarely, thought he was elegant, sat on the sofa out of shape, took out a cigarette in his mouth, and pointed at the mark in Zhou Suoran's hand. The cup proudly said:

"Lin Xiaoxiao's milk tea is good, right?"

Zhou Suran nodded unsurprisingly.

"Well, it's not bad, it's a bit Western-style, full of authenticity."

Speaking of which, what did he suddenly think of?His dark eyes swept over.

"And you know that Lin Xiaoxiao did it?"

Isn't this the milk tea that Zhang Zihao brought over?How could even Lin Song know that Lin Xiaoxiao did it?

There seems to be something in the middle that I don't know?Zhou Suoran's inquiring eyes were indifferent and tinged with a bit of sternness.

Lin Song still had the same idle look, he leaned on the armrest of the sofa without any seriousness, his eyes flicked left and right, and finally saw a black lighter on the coffee table.

He picked it up swiftly, lit it skillfully, moved the cigarette in his mouth towards him, took a puff in satisfaction, exhaled a smoke ring, and opened his mouth in satisfaction.

"Of course I know. Zhang Zihao snatched this milk tea from me for you."

God, in order to smoke this cigarette, I almost experienced ninety-nine and eighty-one difficulties just like a Tang monk learning scriptures.

As for?Another day, I must buy more lighters. I keep them in the car, in the office, and in my pockets everywhere, so that I won’t be able to find lighters when I get addicted to cigarettes.

Zhou Suoran: "..."

He said that he felt a sense of guilt like he was robbing a civilian girl, wasn't it just a few sips of milk tea?

The milk tea that was still in his hand no longer felt fragrant and sweet, and he put down the big mug in his hand in a dull manner.

"Isn't it just a few cups of milk tea? I'll ask her to make it for you another day."

When Zhou Moran said this, he felt that he had no confidence. After all, although Lin Xiaoxiao was the other half on his marriage certificate, after changing her core, she should not be a role he could call around.

Zhou Suoran's words made Lin Song smile for no reason, and he waved his hand.

"Oh, come on? I want to drink, I won't let her ask for it myself!"

Lin Xiaoxiao is as familiar as he is, so she can do whatever she wants?

What's the matter?He is also a new stock god in the financial world, he has no gestures, and he is too embarrassed to pretend to be aggressive.

"You care what she wants?"

Zhou Suoran's pretty eyebrows frowned slightly, hearing Lin Song's tone, it seemed that Lin Xiaoxiao knew him very well!

You just met yesterday, why do you feel like old friends?
Or maybe Lin Song already has plans to surpass his old friends, this knowledge makes Zhou Suoran very unhappy.

Grandpa's woman seems to make grass grow on Grandpa's head, which is not acceptable.

At least, before the red marriage certificate was changed to a green divorce certificate, Lin Xiaoxiao had to put him in a proper posture and not let him wear a grass-colored hat.

Of course Lin Song didn't know that the green will-o'-the-wisp suddenly flashed in Zhou Suoran's heart, took a puff of cigarette comfortably, and spoke naturally.

"Of course, she sells milk tea at the gate of Fengcheng No. [-] Middle School every morning, and the young master has to go through the gate of Fengcheng No. [-] Middle School every day. Do you think it is convenient for you to let her ask for milk tea or for me?"

Thinking of this, Lin Song has a sense of superiority that the right time, place and people are in harmony. He has to become friends with Lin Xiaoxiao as soon as possible, and quickly board her speedboat. The next time Lin Xiaoxiao buys stocks again, hehehe...

It's time for the young master to explode.

Zhou Suoran sat gracefully on the sofa, her eyes were deep, and her thin lips gently repeated four words.

"Fengcheng No. [-] Middle School?"

This woman was not enough to set up a street stall, she went to sell milk tea again.

Why bother?If you want to make money, why do you have to go through the wind and rain, and you can earn only one yuan and eighty cents if you are exhausted.

Even if you can earn three or four hundred yuan in the last day, it's tiring like a dog. As for it?
With Lin Xiaoxiao's ability, it would be great to come directly to the Shanghai-Shenzhen Exchange to be a branch manager. He promises a high salary and a good working environment.

In short, he will agree to whatever conditions Lin Xiaoxiao asks, because over the years, he has rarely seen a person with Lin Xiaoxiao's keen insight and execution ability in the capital market.

This kind of person belongs to the capital market by nature, and he should stand at the top of the pyramid, use data to harvest gold threads, and look down on the existence of all living beings.

I really don't know what's going on in this woman's head, sitting in the office with an electric fan blowing, isn't it good to use a data harvester to make money?I just want to get up early and stay late, and work hard to earn hard money.

Yes, the Shanghai-Shenzhen Stock Exchange Center is actually an industry under his name. The head office is located in Beijing. The nominal legal representative is Zhang Zihao, but in fact he is the actual controller.

As for Fengcheng's Shanghai-Shenzhen Stock Exchange Center, he opened an office after he came to Fengcheng. Because Fengcheng is too small, it would be too ostentatious to set up a securities branch directly.

(End of this chapter)