Xing Fei asked along the way why she knew Chen Yao.

Shen Jing was beaten to death without saying anything.

A heavy rainstorm has just passed in Shanghai, and the air feels sticky.

It's unclear where Chen Yao took them.

You won't know until you arrive.

It is a golf course open at night, and the green lawn is full of twinkling stars and dotted neon lights.

Chen Yao kept his computer with him all the way and handed it directly to Zhou Lüchen when he arrived.

The tee box under the promenade.

Except for Zhou Lüchen, all the people sitting in front of the black leather sofa were business people in suits. There were seven or eight computers on the table.

He, Zhou Lüchen, was wearing a white shirt with no buttons attached and looked lazy. He was sitting at the main seat, typing on the keyboard with his head slightly lowered, looking indescribably mysterious and deep.

From time to time, he looked at the huge projection screen beside him.

Shown is Swiss Financial Times.

His cell phone rang, and everyone was silent at that moment.

I only heard Zhou Luchen's standard spoken English reply, "Put it at the Swiss headquarters."

After he hung up the phone, the collective entrepreneur stood up, shook hands, talked and called it a day, and asked his assistant to take the computer and leave.

When passing by, I didn't forget to say hello to Chen Yao, "Chen Shaodong's house, have a good time tonight."

Shen Jing even knew the names of the entrepreneurs, which were unique.

Suddenly someone made fun of me.

"Chen Shaodong's family has another female companion today. It's better to be young."

These words.

Chen Yao couldn't help but take a look at Zhou Lüchen.

Indifference, these four words are all about the second young master.

Chen Yao said, "He is not my person."

The other party is also just your noble son’s nightly entertainment, so what does it matter to anyone else.

Chen Yao sat on the armrest of the sofa and chatted a lot with Zhou Lüchen. His voice was low, probably because he was not telling outsiders about important matters.

Shen Jing and Xing Fei had no choice but to find a seat and drink juice.

"Lack of money."

Chen Yao added, "I said Shen Jing is short of money."

Zhou Lüchen just sat there without saying a word.

He gave it to her, but Shen Jing didn't want it.

Giving money is indeed a bit like buying and selling. Behind the scenes, you can't help but do it in a confused way.

Chen Yao also said, "She worked hard to accept endorsements and earned 500,000. Anyway, she needed money urgently."

Chat and find out in the car.

If you can rely on yourself for 500,000 yuan in a few days, that girl is no big deal.

Zhou Luchen glanced at Shen Jing, then looked back casually, "Just for fun, don't bring her in front of me."

Indifferent and cold.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yao's lighter could not light up, even after rubbing it several times.

The girl is quite beautiful.

There won't be any fuss.

That’s right, it’s none of his business.

Zhou Lüchen walked straight past Chen Yao and left cleanly.

He is calm, overly rational and careless.

Shen Jing saw Zhou Lüchen leaving without making a sound.

She didn't dare to go over and say hello, Zhou Luchen was too cold.

Untimely.

Shen Jing concentrated on watching the golf match next to her.

That night.

Zhou Lv sank in.

Shen Jing got together with Chen Yao and others, playing golf.

She wasn't so interested, it was all about Xing Fei.

Not sure why.

drop,

She received a text message on her phone.

The bank card number transfer amount is 3,000,000.00 yuan.

She read it a second time and saw that the bill was not from the plastic surgery hospital.

Absolutely not, the card number she left for the plastic surgery hospital was not this card.

Plastic surgery hospitals cannot give so much.

Chen Yao said something to her ear out of nowhere, "It's better to like his money than why do you like him as a person."

Shen Jing was still reading the text message: "What."

"How much does the second young master give you?" Chen Yao asked.

Shen Jing seemed to understand that the money was given by Zhou Luchen.

"3000000."

"I told him that you are short of money. Do you have enough? If not, I will lend you some." When Chen Yao said, his fingers moved, "If you have to pay back, just tell me how much you want."

Shen Jing shook her head.

He didn't say a word when they met, and he even spared her a glance.

Transfer 3 million directly.

Simple and neat.

3 million is a warning, don't appear in front of him Zhou Luchen again.

This money is so hot.

With her mind changing, Shen Jing pulled Xing Fei away.
Chapter completed!