The master of the reborn business girl

Chapter 390

He refers to Song Ye who is underage, not caring about the seedlings of the motherland like Qin Zhan, but purely thinking that Song Ye's face is too tender and green, and it is even more suspicious to take it out as a female companion.

Thinking that she was his younger brother's classmate, Le Siyu had the illusion of child cruelty.

However, Song Ye would not just find a woman to slow him down. Regarding Le Siyu's suspicion, he directly vetoed it, "You don't have to worry about this, you just need to cooperate with the action, and I will protect your safety."

puff……

Le Siyu felt instantly slapped in the face. One second he thought he was a child, and the next second he was going to be protected by the child. His face suddenly felt dull, and he simply stopped talking.

But listening to Song Ye's deployment plan, he still felt surprised and shocked by the faint majesty in his gestures. No matter how many times he reminded himself in his heart, he still felt that such a 16-year-old girl in a high position was an incredible thing. matter.

The weather in November is already the season of autumn, and the air that has rained has a hint of coldness. In the wet weather, I seldom like to go out.

It's just that occasionally people from the other side of the mountain come to buy things in the small town, which makes the street look so deserted.

In the evening of late autumn, the vegetable farmers still set up stalls and waited for the attention of pedestrians. Not far away, they saw several black cars coming down the mountain road, like heavy beetles driving slowly under the dark and rainy sky.

The vegetable farmer was overjoyed, and hurriedly shouted that there was a shortage of supplies on the mountain, and if he could come down to buy them, his vegetables would be sold.

Sure enough, the car stopped in front of the vegetable farmer, the door opened, and the leading man in black glanced at the vegetable farmer.

"Hey, let's sell fresh vegetables. The price is cheap and easy to negotiate."

It's just strange that this time the man didn't lean over to buy and sell as usual, but stood in front of the door, holding a big black umbrella.

It wasn't until he heard footsteps behind him that he remembered that he had placed the stall at the gate of the hotel to avoid the rain, and the other party got off the car, probably waiting for someone.

After a while, the sound of steady footsteps came from the house, and the vegetable farmer couldn't help being curious. Looking back, he saw the leader man in a suit and leather shoes. He looked tough and handsome, and he looked like a person of status.

The man walked to the door and showed an object in his hand. The man beside the car nodded and opened the rear door respectfully.

But the man didn't get into the car immediately. He looked back into the house with a smile on his face.

After a while, the crisp footsteps of high-heeled shoes on the floor came. The vegetable farmer guessed that it was a woman, and couldn't help looking back curiously.

This time, he was stunned.

The woman in the black high heels on the stairs has a pair of extremely beautiful legs, and the enchanting red skirt wraps around the woman's hot figure, and there is a sense of coquettishness in every swing, and further up, there is A face with gorgeous makeup, three-dimensional and exquisite facial features set off by a head of wavy long hair, with charming eyebrows.

A woman is very young, at the best age of youth blooming, like a mature peach, hooking people's heart-strings.

The vegetable farmer has never seen such a beautiful woman in his life. He couldn't take his eyes off for a while, and he couldn't take his eyes off it until the woman left with the car. He realized that with such a beautiful woman, any man would be willing to stand in the rain and wait for her. of.

The rain continued and there were few pedestrians. The vegetable farmers stood by for a while, feeling the cold wind was blowing into their bones, and no business came, so they simply closed their stalls and went home.

And after he left, figures sprang up scattered around the hotel, running towards the direction where the car disappeared, and the figures kept going away.

The location of the arsenal-factory is hidden, and it took more than an hour to drive into the mountain with bumps and bumps. By the time it went downhill and reached the gate, the sky had already plunged into darkness.

Song Ye stepped on high heels to get out of the car, looked up at the iron factory standing quietly under the night, a flash of shock could not be suppressed in his eyes.

Hey, this is a monster like a turtle shell. As a factory, there must be at least tens of thousands of workers.

"My dear, don't be in a daze. Let's go. If you want to see it later, I will take you for a stroll." Dazed, Song Ye's shoulders suddenly sank, and Song Ye was hugged into a large moon chest. Le Siyu A muffled laugh sounded overhead.

Song Ye looked in all directions, and saw the eyes from the front left secretly looking over, with a sweet smile on his face, "Well, it's my first time here, so you have to accompany me."

Her deliberately soft voice was as gentle as a cat, and the end of her tone was like a hook, grabbing the man's heart with one paw.

Le Siyu felt a numbness in his spine, and the smile on his face was a little awkward. He looked down at the little face on his chest, and couldn't help but secretly gasped.

Before the action, he was still worried that the girl would show off her power, that she would not be an anti-dog, and that no matter how mature she was dressed, she would not be able to support her charm.

But who would have thought that as soon as she walked out of the room in the afternoon, everyone would be shocked.

No one expected that Song Ye was so good at makeup and disguised so easily.

Simply a monster.

A group of people walked into the small building next to the factory. The climate in the mountains of Southern Province is humid, so most of the buildings are the main building, which looks simple on the outside. Once inside, you will find that the decoration is extremely luxurious. Even the blankets on the ground are embroidered with gold thread. , all the way to the lobby, there are antique vases and famous foreign paintings everywhere, showing the atmosphere of nouveau riche everywhere.

Before stepping into the flower hall, Song Ye heard laughter and conversation. It was obvious that Le Siyu was not the only guest at tonight's dinner.

The palm on the shoulder tightened, and Le Siyu also realized that something was wrong, and subconsciously lowered his eyes to look at Song Ye.

The latter returned a sweet smile and patted the back of his hand secretly, signaling him to calm down.

It's not a big deal, the two of them had been in contact not long ago, and Le Siyu had been put together by Song Ye before, but when he was in real danger, he still couldn't help but trust Song Ye.

Perhaps this is leadership.

Thinking this way, the two of them had turned into the flower hall, and the glare of the glazed chandelier hit their faces, causing the people inside to immediately notice Song Ye's sweet smile that he hadn't had time to take back.

The laughter inside fell silent for a moment.

Then, the middle-aged man on the main seat greeted with a big smile, "Come on, boss Le, honored guest, sit down quickly, I'll be waiting for you."

Le Siyu smiled back, "Brother Lai, long time no see, don't come here without any problems."

The moment the two greeted each other, Song Ye had already made a quick assessment of the Lai Xiong in front of him.

About 40 years old, ordinary-looking, bad and vulgar taste, wearing gold necklaces, gold rings and gold bracelets, standard nouveau riche, and very... good-looking.

Facing the sizing eyes, Song Ye lowered his eyelids to hide the disgust in his eyes, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw another man present.

(End of this chapter)