Godly Play System

You know, Zhang Fan casually a copy of the bottom investment money, far more than his lifetime wealth.

The most important thing is that he has a fortune of more than two billion dollars in his whole life.

However, most of them are real estate.

What about the three billion dollars Zhang Fan made this time?

it's cash flow!

this is the difference between the two.

Du Yanran see Du dad's expression is very bad, not to mention how good mood.

Du Fan said, holding his hand to watch Du fan.

"Mr. Du, my boyfriend is richer, younger and more handsome than you. Most importantly, he is more handsome than you. Do you think I am a good match for him?"

richer than me?

more talented than me?

younger than me?

more handsome than me?

dad Du only felt that he was stabbed four times in his heart. It was very painful!

Hoo!

Du Dad took a deep breath and looked at Zhang Fan, who was holding hands with each other. Du Yanran nodded and said, "match! Of course, it's a match! But the conditions for opening a sail are really excellent. I'm afraid..."

Du dad did not finish his words, Du Yan Ran knocked on the table, forcibly interrupted.

"Are you worried that Zhang Fan is just playing with me? Are you worried about his playfulness? You who are extremely unfaithful to marriage and take women home every day to piss my mother to death, you also have the right to worry about other people's playfulness?"

Du Yanran raised her legs and looked at Du's father coldly and said, "I think it's more appropriate for you to let those little girlfriends worry about this matter."

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Father Du's old face seems to have opened a dye shop, and his expression is constantly changing. He is blue, purple, red and black.

At this moment, Du's father finally regretted his romantic past.

He was worried that his daughter would be ill treated, but he did not have the right to doubt others.

Because he himself is the No.1 flower heart big Luo Yu in Tianzi >.

She can only be disappointed to take the hand of Zhang Fan and walk outside the principal's office.

Seeing Du Yanran walking outside with Zhang Fan's hand, Du stood up and repeatedly said, "Yanran, dad is just worried about you!"

"Mr. Du, I think you have the wrong person! My father and mother died many years ago!"

Bang!

Du Yanran said, kicking open the door of the office.

……

"Ah, it hurts! Zhang Fan, you're going to die. You? Can't you be gentle?"

two roads away from Jiangcheng No.1 women's noble middle school, a Bentley stopped by the side of the road.

duer lies in the back seat, so Zhang Fan can help her to rub her left foot, and make complaints about it from time to time.

"I am already very light, OK? Who told you not to open the door properly, and you had to kick the door open, you are not idle to look for pain?"

for Du Yanran's behavior of kicking the door in stiletto heels, Zhang fan can only say that she is willing to give up.

High heeled shoes are bound to the legs and feet, so they are not good at exerting force. She will kick the door?

hiss!

Isn't this death?!

on death, or do you know how to die.

"What do you know?"

Du Yanran kicked Zhang Fan's shoulder with her right foot, and said angrily, "if you still open the door normally, it's not a price drop?"

seeing her words, Zhang Fan slapped her left foot on the back of her foot.

"Ouch! Zhang Fan, are you going to murder?"

Du Yanran held her left foot in her arms and glared at Zhang Fan angrily.

the pain was so painful that she had to slap Zhang Fan. Do you know that shaking m is useless at this time.

The pain will still hurt, and there will be no other kind of pleasure.

In the face of Du Yanran's angry eyes, Zhang Fan said softly: "I'm not cooperating with you? You are all in the middle of the second spirit burning, can't be too low, I certainly want to cooperate with you!"

see Du Yanran do not buy, Zhang fan quickly changed the topic.

"You just deliberately waited for a little while, are you waiting for a spicy man to apologize?"

Du Yanran is angry, Zhang Fan dare not use words like father and father.

Otherwise, the burning anger of President Du would have to be sent to him.

"Why do you ask me about this? Don't tell him, it's a disappointment!"

Du Yanran puffed her cheek and asked Zhang Fan not to mention this person or this matter.

"Good, don't mention it, then we should say something serious"

Zhang Fan rubbed Du Yanran's slender legs and said playfully."Well?"

"you mean what I said before, as long as you help me, you can do anything?"

Du Yanran looked at Zhang Fan with a pretty red face and asked weakly, "what do you want to do?"

"have you heard of bundling?"

Zhang Fan, holding Du Yanran's white wrist, pulled her up from the back seat and said faintly.

Goo Doo!

Hearing his words, Du Yan can't help but swallow her mouth.

"No, I haven't heard of it!"

Du Yanran shook her head like a rattle.

The meaning of Zhang Fan is obvious.

if you have heard of it, it's OK!

"I haven't heard of it. Let's watch a Baidu Encyclopedia and learn a new knowledge?"

Zhang Fan put her arm around Du Yanran's shoulder and didn't let her jump out of the car. Then she took out her mobile phone from her pocket and began to search related encyclopedias.

Du Yanran didn't expect that he really wanted to learn on the spot. His pretty face turned red, and his left foot, which was already in pain, suddenly got angry. He kicked the unprepared Zhang Fan, and then jumped out of the car.

"Hello! Put on your shoes!"

when Zhang Fan saw her running barefoot on the road, she called after her with her light red stiletto heels.

At this moment, Zhang Fan felt more like her assistant and nanny than her boyfriend.

"Don't listen, monks chant sutras!"

Du Yanran covered her ears, shaking her head, while continuing to run forward.

The asphalt road in winter, running barefoot, like dancing on the tip of a needle, is very refreshing.

However, compared with bundling, Du Yanran felt that she would rather run barefoot on the asphalt road.

Zhang Fan sees that she shouts, Du Yanran runs faster and faster. She throws away the high-heeled shoes in her hand. She inserts a pocket with one hand and looks at her mobile phone with one hand. She is too lazy to chase after her.

President Du likes running, so let her fly for a while.

When she's tired, it's easy to chase.

……

More than an hour later.

Jiangcheng Triumphal Arch Hotel, a presidential suite on the top floor.

Let Du Yanran lie on the sofa to help her with the wound.

She had just been unlucky enough to step on a small piece of broken glass with her bare feet.

Then... She cried and called Zhang Fan and came back to the hotel.

"Hiss! Pain! Pain! Pain! Has not just been detoxified? How come again? "

a familiar pain came from her heart, which made Du Yanran couldn't help shouting.

She clearly remembers that she had a pain a few minutes ago.