Raise your wife to be the richest man

Chapter 56 Old Mo【For further reading】

[Son, come quickly, the airport, 06:30 pm. 】

【Father is not free, dad has no car, dad does not accept your accident. ] This is the news that Song Ci just sent.

Live a peaceful life and be happy.

This kind of fishing at work, teasing girls after get off work, eating and drinking, is enough for him to enjoy it, whether it is mixing with a group of sand sculptures, or having a big beauty when he returns home, he is very happy.

Especially when going home at night, teasing Mr. Tang seemed to be a little happy.

What bike do you want?
When Lao Mo suddenly said that he was coming here, Song Ci was a little caught off guard. Very suddenly, he sent a message saying that he was coming.

It's not that he is not allowed to come. When Song Ci is thinking about when he will leave, Song Ci likes the present time and doesn't want to be disturbed too much.

[When are you going back? ] Song Ci asked him.

Friends who are very familiar, you can speak directly if you have anything to say, and you don't need to hide it.

The other party responded with an emoji, very angry, and asked him when he would go back before he arrived. Friendship is as fragile as Miaojiao.

[Is there anyone?Do people say? 】Old Mo sent a message.

Song Ci rubbed his chin, it would be the same if he didn't pick him up, he could find a place by himself, in comparison, the computer Song Ci learned and the computer he learned are like two kinds of computers.

The C language boss, in front of Lao Mo, has a feeling of being nothing.

[See you that night. ] Song Ci sent the message.

Song Ci looked at the screen, a little dazed.

After coming to Baiyun City, it was like living another kind of life, two points and one line, the years were quiet, just like a small worker, life was calm.

When at home, Song Ci would often play ball games with his friends, drink tea, go camping, go for a drive, in short, there are many entertainment activities.

There are always people who don't like noisy nightclubs. Song Ci has a lot of friends around him, and they play things that have nothing to do with beauty, but they are still rich.

When I came here, it was extremely monotonous, but I just got used to it.

"Fat brother, do you think people are particularly adaptable?" Song Ci turned to ask fat brother.

He is drawing a picture. This time it is not a comic, but a game character and scene. It is not complicated, and he has completed a lot.

Hearing Song Ci's question, Fat Brother thought about it, turned off the design page, and found a photo of a couple with a clear contrast for him to take a look at.

In the picture, the foreign man is about two meters, and the girl next to him is about 1.4 meters.

hiss!
Adaptability is terrifying!
"When you get used to it, nothing is a problem, you just feel that the current state is pretty good, even a little nasty." The fat guy replied.

Not to mention, if you think about it this way, it really makes sense, although not much.

"You can live for more than 3 days, sleep is not counted, and you have to cut it in half. Except when you are old and young, you will find that the days are not long. It is very important to choose a life you like."

"So, do you want to go to the disco at night?" Fat Brother had just finished speaking, and Brother Ming leaned over to ask.

Song Ci: "."

He shook his head.

There is no way to go today, and he doesn't like that kind of noisy environment, twisting and turning is meaningless, the powder is so thick, who knows what kind of monsters and ghosts it is.

"I have a friend coming tonight, so I won't go." Song Ci said.

Brother Ming's eyes lit up: "Grandmother?"

"male!"

"Put it on!" Brother Ming patted his head and said, "Take him with you! We are a very friendly group and are very happy to accept new friends."

Only then did Song Ci realize what he meant by Dai Shang, and was speechless.

After thinking about it, forget it.

"He likes to drink tea!" Song Ci replied.

Fat Brother nodded: "We like it too! Especially green tea."

Song Ci: "."

That's not a kind of tea, what do you like?Is that a kind of tea you like?
Lao Mo and them are not in the same hobby, and there is a high probability that they will not be able to play together. The tea Lao Mo drinks is more expensive.

After thinking about it, Song Ci still rejected their invitation.

After several times, Song Ci felt that it would be good to invite them to dinner alone at some time, but it is not good to always refuse.

Work, play, get off work, play, this is the state, the work is easy, the salary is not low, the bonus is generous, the benefits are in place, and Suiyuan culture is a good place to retire.

As far as Song Ci and Lao Wang are a little bit out of team activities, Lao Wang is afraid to go to some activities, and the tiger at home is watching, Song Ci does not want to go.

Fishing like this all day long, Song Ci felt a dull ache in his conscience.

in the afternoon.

Song Ci took a taxi to the airport.

Once again, watching the young girl throw herself into the arms of the subject, a handful of dog food being poured into her mouth, she was already a little full.At the airport, you can always see a lot of love whose shelf life is unknown.

In addition to love, you can also see acquaintances you have met.

When the woman with a handsome man on her arm, sunglasses, and a bag walked past Song Ci, she stopped suddenly and pulled down her big sunglasses.

Song Ci also looked at her, and looked at the handsome man beside her strangely.

If you have money, you may not be able to do whatever you want, but you can change your partner at any time, even if it is a woman, it doesn't matter.

"Isn't this Xiao Song?"

Song Ci smiled: "Isn't this Lao Jin?"

Gold ingot:"."

On the other hand, the handsome man with the suitcase looked at Song Ci who was equally beautiful, or even more beautiful than him, with some hostility.

Song Ci didn't care, and he could tell by looking at it that Duofa belonged to the type who had never eaten any good pork.

"This is my boyfriend, who makes games." Jin Yuanbao pointed to the boy beside him.

Unable to understand what it has to do with him whether he makes games or not, Song Ci smiled: "Well, a good-looking talent, the technology should be very good?"

Jin Yuanbao smiled.

Just kidding, what do you think?He is very good at making games, as a programmer, his hands are fast.

"In the future, if there is a chance, we can cooperate." Jin Yuanbao said.

Song Ci shook his head: "You can cooperate with Mr. Yuan, he is very professional and considerate in service."

Jin Yuanbao was angry.

She understood all the meaning of Song Ci's yin and yang weirdness.

Looking at Jin Yuanbao who left, Song Ci shook his head. These days, everyone has bowed to life and didn't want to work hard.

Sensing someone patting his shoulder, Song Ci took a step back vigilantly.

"I thought it was a liar!" Song Ci looked at the handsome guy in a white shirt who was standing in front of him with big glasses and asking for curly hair.

This is Lao Mo.

A guy with a very evil smile, fair and clean, with curly hair, likes to wear light colors, wears a decades-old watch on his hand, and a dzi bead hanging around his neck.

"It's still the same, what's the matter?" Lao Mo asked him.

His way of expression is different from ordinary people in this way, it is very concise, very concentrated, and very essence.

Song Ci patted his body, then spread his hands.

"Poor!" Lao Mo looked at him, "I'm giving you the whole thing?"

Shaking his head, Song Ci refused.

It's not necessary. Here, he won't need a car for the time being. Even if he wants to use it, he can buy it himself, and it's not like he can't afford a scooter worth tens of thousands of yuan.

"Stubborn!" Lao Mo smiled, "Take a taxi?"

"Then how about I carry you back?"

Lao Mo laughed: "Bajie, it's very humorous!"

The two took a taxi, and after getting in the car, he looked at Song Ci, and Song Ci also looked at him.

The driver waited for them for several seconds before he couldn't help asking, "Where are you going?"

Lao Mo shook his head, looked at Song Ci: "Where are you going?"

At this moment, Song Ci didn't know what to say.

Being stared at by the driver was really helpless, Song Ci thought for a while and said, "Sichen Street!"

driver:? ?

Driving away, the driver thought about it, but couldn't help persuading him: "Brother, at a young age, it's not a good place to find a serious partner."

As soon as a friend came, he took him to Sichen Street. Song Ci's behavior made him feel that he had gone astray.

I'm still young, what a pity if I die!
Song Ci: "."

(End of this chapter)