How Did I Become a God

Located in the Shunning District, the Ocean Lake Villa District is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and is favored by the wealthy in Beijing. 190 villas have long been sold out. The price has doubled long ago.

In the early morning, the lake is rippling in the breeze, and there is the coolness of early summer in the forest road.

Han Wenfu ran back to Villa 121 in sports shorts. His handsome face was full of sweat. He was 1.75 meters tall and was thin but well-proportioned. In his twenties, he has a sense of fresh flesh. But this 310 million-worth villa belongs to him.

"Young Master Han, are you back? Miss Zhao is already awake." The beautiful female nanny in her early thirties came out of the kitchen wearing an apron, she was plump and charming in her walking room.

The Korean House ordered: "Aunt Lin, you make some milk and eggs, and I want to make up for it."

"Ok."

Hanwen Mansion took a shower on the first floor, changed clothes, and put on glasses. The whole person had a gentle temperament. When I arrived on the second floor, I saw that the beautiful woman Zhao Shiyan who had soaked yesterday was already up. She is wearing a long dress, a shawl with beautiful hair, and a jeweled bracelet. Fashionable and beautiful.

It's hard to believe that the beautiful woman in front of me is thirty-six years old. She is very well maintained, like a twenty-seven-year-old woman.

"Shiyan, were you satisfied last night?"

This is a pun. Zhao Shiyan nodded, it was a pleasure to save Jing Gao's face last night! It has been arranged to let the wind go out, and he will become the laughingstock of Thirteen, and then scornfully said: "Call my sister."

The Korean Mansion chuckled. There was no such thing as a rich boy or a domineering president. Instead, he yelled like a "little milk dog", "Sister Zhao."

Zhao Shiyan suddenly giggled and quivered, chatting in a few words, and said: "I still have things to do, so I won't eat breakfast with you."

Although she is a little bit "literary and youthful", she knows that the young man with great skill in front of her can't stay with her. She still has to find Wu Ting and ask him to divorce and marry her.

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The sun is shining in the presidential suite on the 74th floor of China World Trade Hotel.

Jing Gao slept late last night. He woke up in the morning and took Zhao Qinghan to make up for a retreat, taking advantage of her, and then got up.

At about ten o'clock in the morning, the butler was blessed to be notified. He brought the chef in with the dining cart and delivered a hearty breakfast: soy milk, milk, eggs, soup, fried dough sticks, tofu, fried rice, rice porridge. There are bananas, watermelons and other fruits.

Jing Gao held Zhao Qinghan and spoiled her very much. She made him very comfortable last night and this morning. She was the first time, and Jing Gao felt sorry for her. Feed her fruit and joked: "Is it delicious?"

Zhao Qinghan ate the banana. His big charming eyes cast a high look at Bai Jing, and said, "Brother Jing, you are necrotic." Picking up the glass and drinking milk, he took a charming look at Jing Gao and giggled. Then I turned back to the topic and asked: "Brother Jing, that incident was against you last night! Would it be troublesome?"

Jing Gao pursed his mouth slightly, and said in deep thought, "It's logically just a woman's small revenge, it's not troublesome. But always look at the longer term."

Last night, Xiao Li asked him about the news: Han Shao is a shareholder and consultant of Yunhe Real Estate, a well-known real estate company in Beijing. This company does not belong to the top 100 real estate companies in the country, and it is not the same as Zhao Canglong's Canglong Group.

Canglong Group's assets are more than 20 billion yuan, and it is the tail enterprise of the top 100 real estate companies in the country. However, Yunhe Real Estate is only about 10 billion yuan, and there are several real estates built by them in Beijing, which is quite famous.

Jing Gao didn't understand what was going on with this Han Shao at all, and spent another 50,000 for Xiao Li to call out everyone in the diagonally opposite deck from the monitoring. I finally understand the reason. The woman sitting next to the Hangeul Mansion is Zhao Shiyan.

I can only say that this world is so small!

Zhao Shiyan's brain is not very bright, but Liao Rong must have reminded her that she should know that An Zhiwen's sudden toughness is bound to be related to him.

In fact, using a dragon to set up a bar to lose face is very out of style. If he wants to do this, he will be spit to death early! Your name is Shenhao? Of course, from Zhao Shiyan's point of view, she should be quite cool.

Zhao Qinghan blinked in surprise, this sounds wrong! But instead of spoiling her with Jing Gao now, she just said something at will.

Jing Gao understood her expression and smiled: "Don't get me wrong. It has nothing to do with me. Even if I break up with a woman, I will be compensated. There is no such kind of dog blood. This is a family ethics drama.

I won’t talk to you about specific things. Later, I will ask the butler to take you to the China World Trade Center and buy some clothes. I have to deal with something here. In the afternoon, we went to the dealership to check the car. Do you have a driver's license? "

Zhao Qinghan was a little moved, nodded, and whispered: "Yes." Think about it, and boldly said in Jing Gao's ear: "Brother Jing, if you wanted to eat those beauties in the bar last night, I don't mind. You brought them back together."

Jing Gao just smiled, feeling her affection and panic, and said warmly: "Qinghan, you don't need to be panicked. If you want to stay with me forever, I won't drive you away. I think you are pretty good. "

"Brother Jing..." Zhao Qinghan yelled, holding Jing Gao tightly. She doesn't know what kind of feeling this is, but she is sinking into it, a deep one. She is convinced that Brother Jing can satisfy her ambition for life. There is a real probability that she will stay with Brother Jing in her life.

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Jing Gao first called Shen Jinyuan and made an appointment to meet and talk. Shen Jinyuan is engaged in finance, but his net worth is only about 100 million yuan. This is not bad as a retail investor. In the financial industry, it is basically a small shrimp.

But even if it is a small shrimp, Shen Jinyuan's familiarity with the financial industry is not what he can compare.

He was going to ask about Fatty Ma. Of course, he will not reveal his name.

Then, Jing Gao called Dong Lingxi again, "Mr. Dong, can you arrange an appointment with Xia Rongxi, the chairman of Henghu Pharmaceutical Group, next week?"

Dong Lingxi may be sleeping for beauty, and his voice is a little lazy, "Yes! But, Shao Jing, Xia Rongxi has a bad reputation and is a bit unscrupulous in doing things. If you cooperate with him, you have to pay attention."

Jing Gao smiled and said, "Mr. Dong, thank you for your reminder. I'm helping Lao Ann with the housework, which is useful to him."

Dong Lingxi chuckled sweetly, "Hey, Shao Jing, you just have to know it in your heart. I'll call now, and I will answer you when the appointment is made."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Gao made another call to An Zhiwen, "Lao An, I have time to go back to the capital recently. I want to talk to you about Zhao Shiyan."

An Zhiwen was eating breakfast outside the "Jingju" store. On weekends, he just got up not long ago, and said a little confused: "Okay."

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Dong Lingxi ended the conversation with Jing Gao, and meditated in the courtyard of Villa 91 in Yuanyang Linhu Villa Area~www.ltnovel.com~ She certainly knew who "Lao An" was, and Jing Gao's "General" An Zhiwen. This person stabilized the basic market of Xia Shang Textile Group in just two weeks, and is gradually resuming production and sales. The heat in Rongcheng is in full swing.

Dong Lingxi sent out a few WeChat messages. Her network is still very wide, and she received the news in the afternoon.

An Zhiwen recently divorced his ex-wife Zhao Shiyan. The reason for the divorce seems to be that Zhao Shiyan had derailed during marriage and had a close relationship with Wu Ting, the vice president of Henghu Pharmaceutical Group.

On the phone, Zhao Canglong smiled and said, "This makes sense. Haha, Lingxi, he depends on you a lot."

He is making a cage for Jing Gao through the acquisition of a hotel in Qiongdao. Jing Gao didn't seem to notice, and he was still busy helping his subordinates with family affairs. It's good to deal with housework, but it also consumes a lot of money and energy.

Dong Lingxi raised his eyebrows, his tone of voice did not show up, and smiled: "You are all jealous? People don't like me, there are a lot of little girls around me. You have to be serious, when will you marry me?"

Zhao Canglong: "..."