Sang Zhi remained silent.

"I'm really gone." Duan Jiaxu began to instruct again, "Be careful, don't let some little vixen abduct you if I'm not here."

"..."

"However, although brother is a bit older." He raised his eyebrows, glanced at the hickeys on her body, and began to talk in a pornographic tone, "But his energy is not bad."

"..."

Sang Zhi's mood was obviously dissipated by him making such a fuss. But she still got up and talked to him again, like a little adult.

Duan Jiaxu asked her to go back to sleep and then went out.

It has been more than four hours since he arrived at Nanwu Airport. He is quite familiar with this city. Although he has been away for so many years, many things still remain the same.

Duan Jiaxu left the airport, stopped a car, and reported the money to the driver to fly to his address.

After getting out of the car, Duan Jiaxu walked into the community and asked the doorman to get the key that Qian Fei had left there. He found the exact location, entered the house, looked around, then took a few photos with his mobile phone and sent them to Sang.

childish.

Duan Jiaxu tidied up and went out quickly.

Duan Jiaxu's decision to set up a studio was not just a whim. He has been planning this since last year, found several partners, and also attracted an investor.

Some time ago, he transferred his technology stocks and gained some extra funds.

According to the agreed time, Duan Jiaxu went to meet two former college classmates and started talking about the studio.

Duan Jiaxu was in no hurry to meet Sang Rong and Liping.

In the next period of time, I traveled around. I found a suitable location and rented an office building. I submitted an application form to the Industrial and Commercial Bureau, bought equipment, and recruited people.

He lived an extremely busy life, and the only bit of free time he had was given to Sang Zhi.

It was like going back to the time when I first joined Jiang Siyun Company in Yihe a few years ago. Several people also started their own businesses, and then they approached him and offered to let him invest in technology.

But it seems to be better than that time.

At that time, I could not imagine how good the future would be.

But whatever he does now seems to bring him closer to the goal he wants.

After getting up early and working hard for more than half a month, Duan Jiaxu's tense spirit relaxed a little. At Qian Fei's eight hundredth invitation, he rarely refused and went out.

In addition to Qian Fei, Sang Yan also came.

The three of them met at a bar.

Seeing Sang Yan, Duan Jiaxu suddenly remembered Sang Zhi's words. The two sat side by side and stared at him for a long time. Duan Jiaxu stood up thoughtfully and sat next to Qian Fei.

Sang Yan was confused: "Are you sick?"

"I'm afraid my girlfriend will misunderstand." Duan Jiaxu said gently, "It's better for us to keep a distance."

"..."

After a while, Duan Jiaxu remembered something again and mentioned to him: "Brother, please send me your uncle's mobile phone number. I would like to make an appointment with him and his aunt for a home visit."

Sang Yan: "?"

Duan Jiaxu: "What?"

"You must be too anxious." Sang Yan picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip, "My sister is only this year, why do you have to meet your parents?"

Duan Jiaxu did not elaborate, but said with a smile: "Tell me something."

"When Lao Xu falls in love, he always rushes to get married." Qian Fei complained with a playful smile, "It's not like you. You hang around other girls all day long and brag to the whole world that others are chasing you."

Sang Yan was most unhappy with others taking advantage of this matter. He raised his eyelids and glanced up and down at Qian Fei's huge body.

Estimating his weight in his mind, Sang Yan sneered and said word by word: "Fuck you 186 pounds of bullshit."

Qian Fei: "..."

The author has something to say: I won’t write about cars and birds in the text.

Otherwise, when others mention Zhuji, they will—

Oh, that Zhuji, is that the author who changed his career to writing pornographic literature halfway through writing sweet novels?

It doesn't seem to be good.

If I have time tomorrow, I will do double updates, and try to make up for the updates I took off before the end.
Chapter completed!