How Did I Become a God

As soon as I walked through the corridor on the third floor, I saw that the luxurious European-style living room was brightly lit, and Jing Gao was making a call in the living room. His two assistants, Ouyang Wan and Chen Qingshuang, were joking with their daughter Gu Xixi and packing their luggage.

"Xixi, take this skin care product back to give it away. I tried it and it works well." Ouyang Wan handed four bottles of L'Oreal skin care product to Gu Xixi. She is the most shopping among several women. After all, as Jing Gao's translator, her task is not heavy.

"Okay, Sister Xiaowan." Gu Xixi replied, taking over a clothes bag that Chen Qingshuang helped her pack, "Qingshuang, thank you!" There are personal clothes, some of which are more sexy. Jing Geyi bought it for her. The size or something is definitely appropriate. Brother Jing's eyes are powerful enough to be used as a ruler. I don't know how many women's ketone bodies this bad guy has seen and tasted.

When Ji Shuya saw this harmonious scene outside the living room, she always felt helpless. What the **** is this? Put here the feudal harmonious family! But this fire can't come out.

First, the various news that she learned last night made her worry a lot. The man in front of him, his power and status, is really not something she can easily offend.

This is actually very nonsense. Is there a mother-in-law who is afraid of son-in-law? Her daughter's class of watery cabbage was let by the pig. Can't she speak hard? But it's so real.

Who told her husband to be in business?

Second, she hasn't figured out how to deal with the relationship between her daughter and Mr. Jing.

Agree or disagree?

Jing Gao was on the phone with Tan Qin, and gently stroked the round and exquisite little sling that Gu Xixi had outlined for his slim cyan trousers. He was hit by the beauty's eyes and her silent anger: "Brother Jing , Hate it!" He didn't know that Ji Shuya outside saw this scene, and the corners of her eyes jumped. Say again: "Mr. Tan, I'm fine, thank you for your concern."

The news of the "Celebration Banquet" held by the Pinault family last night has spread to China, and Tan Qin has travelled extensively in China and abroad. He also learned that he was shot and is calling to care about him.

"Mr. Jing, are the consortiums in France so arrogant and shoot directly? I remember that guns are banned in Europe."

Jing Gao smiled and said: "No matter how banned, it is also forbidden to ordinary people. Consortium-level tycoons, all bodyguards in the manor are all loaded with live ammunition."

Tan Qin laughed and said, "Ms. Jing, then you are not going back to China? When you come back, I will invite you to dinner. You are really majestic this time! Netizens on the Internet are not sensitive to financial news, but it is the magic city. The business community on the side has spread it all over. It is said that the head of Phoenix, after conquering the capital market of the free port of Hong Kong Island, will break the French stock market!"

Jing Gao smiled, "Okay. But it will take a while before I return to China."

Tan Qin said in a slightly exaggerated tone: "Mr. Jing, no! There is already such a big momentum in China, do you still want to go to Russia to watch the World Cup? Come back quickly! Many people are waiting to talk to you. A lot of business can be cooperated. One of my uncles said to see you when he has time."

Jing Gao smiled calmly and said, "That's not the case. The French side has not yet finished. I can't go back so early, but I have to stare here. It is better to chase the poor, not the famous academic overlord!"

Tan Qin was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Ms. Jing, this poem is well quoted! Good!"

Ji Shuya heard and saw Jing Gaonian's two poems outside the living room. With her quality, she certainly understood where the poems were and what they meant. Suddenly, the image of this thin and tall young man in the living room became a bit taller.

She seemed to see the fierce battle between the two armies on the chessboard. A victorious coach was looking at the world with great vigor, and his thousands of troops were adhering to his will to chase and kill the enemy.

She knew it was an illusion of course. In modern society, where is there any war? However, between his gestures, he is pulling huge funds and affecting the lives and destinies of millions of people. This is true!

"Huh..."

The movement in the living room reminded Ji Shuya from her thoughts. She saw that Jing Gao had hung up and the three beauties in the living room were looking at him admiringly. Afterwards, he kissed them separately.

Ji Shuya looked at her daughter Gu Xixi, who was kissed by Jing Gao's arms. Xixi seemed shy but obedient, admired and affectionate, extremely hot. She felt that this was too hot and she turned and went downstairs.

Xixi met a man like Jing Gao, what a fate!

Different women define men's success differently, and the types of calls are also different. Xixi, under the influence of her family since she was a child, has admired the old folks who have carried forward her fortune. And Jing Gao's life achievements are far beyond the old, as long as he puts his heart into it, how can Xixi break free?

Ugh...

Ji Shuya sighed deeply, and the persistence in her heart collapsed suddenly, let's go. Really, if she met such an outstanding man when she was young, she would be tempted. Although this man is not handsome.

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On May 20th, Jing Gao led Dong Youwei, Ouyang Wan, Teacher Zheng and others to Paris on his private plane. The entire team, excluding the bodyguard, does not count as Jing Gao, a total of () people.

This time he returned to China in batches, and Dong Youwei only left a three-person team.

After eating a sumptuous dinner carefully cooked by four chefs, tonight is Western food and red wine. Jing Gao took Ouyang Wan, Chen Qingshuang, Dong Youwei, and the remaining four employees to see off at the airport.

At about nine o'clock at night, in the vast night, Paris Airport was brightly lit, lively and busy.

Arranged by the charter company, Jing Gao and his team drove the car directly under the plane. The red carpet was spread directly down the airplane stairs. Two blond, tall and **** flight attendants were waiting at the door of the airplane.

Standing under the red carpet, Jing Gao shook hands with every staff member who left, saying goodbye, and each gave a gift.

"Mr. Jing, goodbye!" Teacher Zheng, as the "Gu Qing", shook hands with Jing Gao in the last position, feeling unspeakable in his heart. This nearly 20-day trip to Paris seemed like a flashy, noisy dream, story, and picture scroll.

He is on the surface of this story. He doesn't know many things. He only sees that the final result is that Mr. Jing wins! The twists and turns, tension, confrontation, and excitement are enough to make a short film.

Jing Gao smiled and said, "Teacher Zheng, goodbye! Thank you very much for your help in Paris this time."

Teacher Zheng hurriedly said: "The words are serious, the words are serious."

"Where is it? The help is real. Teacher Zheng, let's get back to the magic capital again." Jing Gao smiled and said that the "gift bag" Chen Qingshuang had handed over to Teacher Zheng.

Teacher Zheng took the "gift package" Jing Gao handed him, "Okay! I welcome you at any time."

After talking ~www.readwn.com~ Teacher Zheng walked up the stairs of the plane, the evening breeze was blowing slowly in his silver hair. The two glamorous flight attendants bowed slightly and said in French: "Welcome to take this flight."

Teacher Zheng did not respond. Instead, he looked back at Paris. On the horizon extending from the airport, there were a few lights on the high-rise buildings, fields, and highways. He has been stationed in Paris for nearly two decades, this is another farewell!

This is his second hometown in his dream and life. And in this kind of city where life’s joys and sorrows are staged, with Notre Dame Cathedral, Louvre, and Arc de Triomphe, a Chinese has engraved his name! Within ten years, his reputation will be spread in this city!

As a "guest Qing", he is sincerely happy for Mr. Jing.

Evacuate by hanging ladder. The door of the plane was closed, and it slowly slid and turned to the runway for take-off. Jing Gao, Ouyang Wan, Chen Qingshuang, and Dong Youwei watched their colleagues leave at the airport. There is a feeling of homecoming, and I want to stay and wait, watching the fruits of victory fall.

Jing Gao felt that Gu Xixi's fragrance still existed in his arms, but the beauty had already returned to China, and the attitude of Xi Xi's Xiao Gongju mother Ji Shuya made him see the light, and said to the assistants around him: "Let's go back!"

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