How Did I Become a God

The sand on the Gold Coast of Nandaihe is golden yellow, like gold, hence the name. In the early morning, the waves came and hit the coast.

"Papa...", crossed out...this onomatopoeia was used incorrectly.

"Wow..."

The tide slowly receded. Several seagulls are flying above the sea level. The refreshing sea breeze is blowing on the beach.

Around nine o'clock in the morning, Deng Ran and Ye Jing were eating a nutritious breakfast in the restaurant on the second floor. Both of them are dressed in casual, homely casual clothes, and both are radiant. One is beautiful and pretty, the other is charming and lovely.

Jing Gao finished his exercise early, wearing a loose nightgown, looking at the "Border Town" in front of the French windows in the living room, with Erlang's legs tilted, very leisurely. The black iPhone is on the coffee table next to it, and there is a cup of warm tea.

Both Deng Ran and Ye Jing understood what happened to each other and avoided this topic tacitly. Otherwise, with the intimacy between his best friends, Ye Jing might ask Deng Ran for the details last night.

"Of course, where are you going to play today? I haven't read the tourist map yet." Ye Jing asked while eating an egg with a fork.

She tossed and turned last night, and Brother Jing was necrotic. Mingmingran told him clearly that he didn't say earlier that when she was rubbed by him in the hot spring, her heart was tormented. Pick her up at night, but ignore her.

She was eaten by Brother Jing for more than an hour in the morning, and she didn't have time to watch the travel route.

Compared with yesterday, Deng Ran's pretty eyebrows have a touch of amorous feelings. She picked up the straight cup and drank the milk, and said in a clear voice: "Look at his arrangement. I can do it."

Ye Jing took a serious look at Deng Ran.

"Sister Jing~" Of course, Deng Ran knew what this meant, and when he had to pay attention to rest, he suddenly angered. Laughing, the gap between the two slowly melted away. Just then, Deng Ran's cell phone vibrated.

She has more admirers, and she will send her messages from time to time and ask her warmly. It's the news from Yao Sheng, the next class, "Ran Ran, didn't you say that you wanted to go to another place for an internship in the summer vacation? I have a friend..."

Out of nothing.

Deng Ran didn't look down any more, pressing the screen, and quickly said: "Yao Sheng, thank you. I am going to take the postgraduate entrance examination." After returning, said: "Sister Jing, I am going to take the postgraduate entrance examination. I have to rent a house when I go back."

Ye Jing said happily, "I'll help you keep an eye on it! It's safe and convenient to rent on campus. Of course, I'm really afraid that you will leave next year after graduation. Then we can stay together for at least three years. You... why do you suddenly change Got an idea?"

I was in the hot spring last night, but I still said to leave.

Deng Ran was pretty blushing and refused to answer. She gave Brother Jing a gun last night, but she could only agree.

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There are many resort facilities here on the Gold Coast. Jing Gao had already made arrangements, and Xiao He had arranged the route early.

In the rest of the morning, I played golf at the Anaya International Golf Club, the driving range, and had a hearty lunch here. Jing Gao lightly swiped Alipay to pay the 200,000 bill. In the afternoon, I went to the Lianhai Beach Public Welfare Library to sit and sit.

Jing Gao was very considerate of the two of them, and did not arrange scenic spots that require constant walking. Xiao Ran didn't say, Jingjing's two beautiful legs were soft in the morning. He took her from the bathroom to the second bedroom.

After changing the tiredness in the afternoon, the three of them went to the beach bar, sitting at the wooden table outside the bar, watching the sea ups and downs, watching the tourists on the beach weaving, tents, and children digging in the sand. There is beach football.

Time flows slowly.

This is life! Jing Gao squinted slightly and shook hands with Deng Ran. Next to Ye Jing's slender, slender legs under the table. She is wearing a pink short dress, sunscreen, and colorless stockings.

Very pleasant!

Xiaohe answered the phone and walked over, "Ms. Jing, I have contacted the clubhouse. Their manager will come over to discuss with you right away."

Jing Gao got up and said, "You two will sit here for a meeting. I'll do something, and I'll be back in at most half an hour. Later, we will buy a yacht in the yacht club together. Tomorrow morning we will take a yacht out to sea to see the scenery."

Deng Ran was whispering to Ye Jing, sucking the juice, and said in surprise: "Brother Jing, what's the matter?"

Jing Gao smiled, kissed Deng Ran on the cheek, and said, "You know it at night."

Behind the bar, walk about a hundred meters and there is a coffee shop.

Later, a middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes came over, smiled and shook hands with Jing Gao. After greeting, he sat down and said, "Ms. Jing, hello! I heard that you want to buy Villa No. 12. The property of our clubhouse is not. Said it cannot be sold. But it must be sold at a premium."

Jing Gao smiled calmly, "Manager Liu, the house price here is about 15,000 square meters. Villa No. 12 is more than 800 square meters, and the price is 35 million yuan!"

Manager Liu opened his mouth and finally said: "Mr. Jing is really quick to talk. Okay!" The premium was nearly three times higher. If he wanted to raise the price, he would not know how to raise the price. This is Mr. Zhao's friend.

Jing Gao got up and shook his hand.

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There are many yacht clubs along the sea in Qinhuangdao. In fact, the yachts that the rich people like in the world have not risen in China.

There is a Royal Yacht Club of Shenglan near the Ayana community, known as the first yacht club here.

"Mr. Well, welcome!"

An account manager waiting at the door smiled, Jiang Jinggao and his party in the main building of the four-person yacht club.

"Mr. Jing, your assistant has made an appointment with us. Shall we go directly to the second floor to see the model and introduction of the yacht?" The account manager of the beautiful woman, about 35 years old, invited Jing Gao and his party to the second floor.

In view of the fact that Jing Gao was surrounded by two young beauties with different styles, the mature beauty manager was very restrained and ordered the waiter to serve tea and bring an ipad with the introduction of the yacht.

Fu Ye sat on the spacious sofa, drank tea slowly, and looked at the elegant environment here.

The decoration style is the main style of sky blue, and the space is spacious and transparent. The furnishings are basically related to yachts and oceans.

Mad, you really can't believe the life of a rich man! He is now sure that his employer is by no means a billionaire. I am afraid that he has a net worth of 10 billion!

Deng Ran and Ye Jing sat next to Jing Gao, looking at the yacht on the ipad together, paddling left and right, unable to conceal the surprise in their beautiful eyes. Now it is the Internet age, and the two of them have also seen some reports on the lives of the rich.

Very luxurious.

This time I went to travel with Brother Jing~www.ltnovel.com~ Everything was arranged by Brother Jing. I only feel that this degree of convenience is in line with Brother Jing’s identity. But with this tens of millions of yachts, they both jumped up!

Hearing what Brother Jing said, he was going to buy one, then let the clubhouse be equipped with sailors, and take them out to sea tomorrow morning. This…

Brother Jing is like a book. They thought they had finished reading, and they had met frankly. They knew the roots and left deep marks on him. But now I suddenly discovered that they actually only finished one page!

Jing Gao didn't look at the yacht much at all. He had a clear goal, and said, "Manager Wu, I'll buy a mid-priced one. You can recommend one!"

"Okay, Mr. Jing." Manager Wu replied, bending over to stand in front of Jing Gao, not minding the white silk shirt in the blue uniform skirt with the neckline wide open, and said: "We have a 45 million yacht here..."

Jing Gao also didn't bother to listen to the introduction of manufacturers, performance, and maintenance costs. Good yachts are all customized by yacht manufacturers, and all have a cost of 200 million US dollars. He doesn't want to show the limelight right now, just buy a medium-priced one.

"Just this one! You arrange it, we will go to sea tomorrow!"