Fast Transmigration Big Brother Sugar Sprinkle 99 Style

Chapter 7 I'm a Poor Little One

"Brother Shang, what are you doing?"

Shang Ying looked at the computer as usual, with his slender legs crossed together, and his tall and straight figure looked like a business tycoon seriously looking at a contract worth tens of millions.

In fact, the peach-blossom eyes under the black broken hair were confused, and his thoughts had already drifted to unknown places.

Qiao Xing waved his hand in front of Shang Ying's eyes.

Shang Ying was in a trance, subconsciously asked: "What do girls like?"

Qiao Xing was taken aback by these words, "Brother Shang, did you not take your medicine today? How could you ask such a question?"

Who is that Brother Shang?

It's girls and boys who put candles and play guitars in public, and they can turn a blind eye to work with headphones or just pretend not to see the ruthless people walking past.

He is obviously a cool and handsome man who looks like a top-notch man.

But it seems like he became a monk in his previous life and will continue into this life.

Forcibly relying on his indifferent and ruthless style to scare off a group of people.

Now such a question is asked?
Qiao Xing was surprisingly surprised and excited.

"Brother Shang, tell me, who is our sister-in-law and what does she look like? Where is she now?"

A series of words came out without a breath.

Shang Ying's stern eyes glanced at him lightly, the frostbite chill made Qiao Xing cowardly shut his mouth, not daring to continue.

But his curiosity was not satisfied, he felt his heart itch and flustered, so he couldn't hold back and said, "Brother Shang, do you want to give girls gifts?"

Shang Ying didn't intend to pay attention to him at first, but when Qiao Xing said this, he turned the chair around, clasped his fingers on his sharp and slender legs with his knuckle hands, and said in a deep and sexy voice, "Do you have any suggestions?"

This melodious and deep voice, like a cello, seems to be carrying electricity. Although the owner's attitude is very indifferent, the background color of the voice itself is enough to make people addicted.

Qiao Xing and Shang Ying have known each other for a few years, and they couldn't help rubbing their ears. His brother Shang is so good, he doesn't know how good the girl he likes should be.

Qiao Xing chuckled, and said, "Of course, I have a wealth of experience in love, so you must be right."

Shang Ying smiled noncommittally, and nodded slightly, as if to listen attentively.

Qiao Xing, who had never been treated so seriously by Shang Ying, was instantly overwhelmed with confidence and excited to the extreme, "Brother Shang, listen to me, these girls, what they like most are nothing more than clothes, jewelry, cosmetics and bags. And the more beautiful and expensive the better, just buy according to this, there is nothing wrong with it!"

Qiao Xing vowed.

After speaking, he took a breath, as if he wanted to add some evidence to his point of view, and gave a few examples.

"Just like my ex-girlfriend, she likes bags. When I gave her a bag for her birthday, she rarely took the initiative to kiss me! And my ex-girlfriend, she just likes..."

"okay."

Before he finished speaking, Shang Ying interrupted impatiently, "There is no reference value."

Shang Ying stood up and looked down at Qiao Xing with a height of 1.9 meters. Her slightly lowered eyelashes seemed to reveal a hint of disdain.

The man lazily stroked the cuffs of his high shirt. The obsidian watch reflected a luxurious and noble light. The two buttons were unbuttoned to reveal his cold white skin, which looked like broken snow under the sun in winter, which was particularly dazzling.

"Tsk." Shang Ying sneered, his cold eyes fell lightly on Qiao Xing, and said at the same time: "Read the report today, and I will see the project plan tomorrow."

Then the tall figure left the office.

Qiao Xing was left alone with his eyes wide open, looking at Shang Ying's back in disbelief and cursing in his heart.

What did he do wrong?
Shang Ying went outside, took off the expensive watch on his wrist, and put it in his pocket.

City L is his hometown, and it can be regarded as the place where his career started. Although the company's headquarters has moved to Province S, there are still some things that he needs to deal with in City L.

He doesn't really like these styles of shopping malls, but there is no way, he can't be too wanton now.

Shang Ying walked to his motorcycle, took out the key to start the motorcycle, and drew a sharp arc in the air with his slender legs, automatically ignoring the millions of luxury cars parked beside the motorcycle.

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The luxury store, which has never had a large flow of people, welcomed a new customer today.

The clerk's eyes glanced at the customer without a trace, and immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"Hello, sir, welcome, do you want to buy a pen?"

That's right, Shang Ying thought about it, girls don't like cosmetics, and he doesn't think she would like things like jewelry and bags.

Although they only knew each other for a day, Shang Ying had this kind of understanding inexplicably.

Thinking that the girl is still a student now, Shang Ying walked around and came to this old pen shop.

This is a foreign brand with high-quality materials, elegant and beautiful styles, and is the first choice for many people who love fountain pens.

Shangying finally chose a starry sky style, the overall black, dotted with stars on the body of the pen, and a small and exquisite cosmic star map on the pen cap, very elegant and beautiful.

Girls should like it.

After paying the money, Shang Ying wanted to give it to the girl directly, and thought about going to class today, so he suppressed his inexplicable impatience.

*
Yun Shu is in class now.

She sat in the last row by herself, even if she was in a daze and didn't attend the class, the teacher didn't care about her.

Although the identity of the original owner of this small world is not that miserable, it is not very good either.

Both of her parents died when she was five years old, and her grandmother dragged her to the age of 13 and left, leaving her alone.

Originally, he should have been sent to an orphanage for his shortcomings, but Yuanshen resisted too much, so he let it go, and then lived a difficult life by himself.

Fortunately, her parents and grandma left her some money, and she often worked part-time to earn money during the holidays, so her life was decent.

It's just that her grades are not that good, just below the middle level. After all, the original body is just a very ordinary girl, without the aura of the protagonist, it is impossible to maintain excellent academic performance under the heavy pressure of life.

The original body has slightly longer bangs, and often bows his head, and rarely speaks in class. As time goes by, he gradually becomes a transparent person.

There is no sense of presence at all.

Also no friends at all.

That's why they agreed to the agreement of the Samsara Division so simply and neatly.

After all, she is already alone in this world, with no worries, it would be better to go back to reincarnation.

But for Yun Shu, she quite likes this state.

Having no acquaintances means that she doesn't have to temporarily pretend to be her original avatar; a low sense of presence means that no one is paying attention, and she can do her own thing in class.

Anyway, the teacher doesn't care, as long as it doesn't disturb the classroom discipline.

After Yun Shufa stayed for a while, she lay down on the table and began to sleep. She stayed up until three o'clock last night, and she was almost sleepy.

Shang Tao, who was sitting in the front row, turned on her mobile phone after class, and saw the message sent to her by her brother, her round eyes rolled, and they brightened several degrees in an instant.

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